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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 23, 2021 22:21:45 GMT -5
[ yeah that's fine.
the only thing about adjusting wintersun's age is that her history doesn't match up for being wrencrest's former apprentice. but everything is good. i'll add your characters later <3
feel free to jump in. we are back at camp now (the cats just came back from battle, wren killed rook, tensions are high, stuff like that) ]
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 23, 2021 22:55:25 GMT -5
Poppypaw
with Lionrush.
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The young molly watched as more and more of their clanmates started to trail after Wrencrest. She blinked, not feeling the urge to move yet. Even with all the bloodshed in the clearing, it was smoothing to her to keep her position, pressed against her father. It bought her back to the easier days. Not that many of her days had been easy. They were simple once when it was just her, Flamepaw, and Daisykit playing on top of their mother's flank.
Poppypaw winced. She couldn't say she was fond of having Cobwebgaze press around her scars and open wounds. The only thing she knew for certain from these past months is that pain sucks. Some of her scar still ached terribly, while the wounds she got from this battle stung. There was one wound on her stomach that hurt a lot more than she was willing to let on.
"Back to Pineclan we go," she mused, with a soft puff of laughter. Hopefully this time being in camp would be better. She hasn't been back since that day they left with Wrencrest. The ginger molly pushed herself to her paws and wandered after the group.
"I wonder if they kept my nest," she mused. She did miss her nest in camp, she had gathered feathers to put in the moss. It was comfy and the scent was comforting as well.
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 23, 2021 23:20:30 GMT -5
Wrencrest
with Mouselight & Cobwebgaze
camp
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Her gaze flickered around the familiar sights of camp. She was homesick for so long for this place but now, since she was here. She just felt sick.
Wrencrest drifted absently behind Cobwebgaze, partly paying attention to what the medicine cat was saying. Most of her attention was on camp and the clan mates she hasn't seen outside of battle. She'd have to make an announcement soon... although she knew that gossip would tell the others what they really needed to know before she would do that.
"Hm?" The cream molly blinked as she looked back at Cobwebgaze. She shifted on her paws, pondering over it's question for a brief moment. Did she feel pain? In the heat of everything, it was easy for the pain to fade away. "I have a wound on my shoulder that hurts," she admitted, the other wounds just feel like stings. She knew they would feel better by morning. |
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 23, 2021 23:40:39 GMT -5
my open characters - feel free to yeet someone at them
Oakscar
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The large tom followed the others back to camp. He threw some hostile glances towards Wrencrest's group, but he kept his remarks to himself. There was nothing else to say. He said his piece back in the clearing.
Oakscar headed over towards the warrior's den, ignoring the stinging over the claw marks over his shoulders. They would heal like they always did. He just needed to rest.
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Her amber eyes were bright as she glanced around camp. She wasn't obvious to the tension in camp, nevertheless, she was pleased to be home. Maizeflower had faith in Wrencrest, she would reunite the clan once more in time. She was sure of it.
Maizeflower drifted around the clearing, just allowing her paws to lead her as she hummed a quiet tone to herself. Something to distract her. Perhaps she should offer Cobwebgaze her assistance... she was sure the poor medicine cat could need the help; yet she didn't want to step on his toes.
After a circle in camp, she shook her head, chasing away the insecurities. She needed to help, she wasn't injuried like the majority of the clan. Fighting had never been this feline's strong suit. Maizeflower padded over towards Cobwebgaze, once she spotted the ghostly white feline. "I can help you with the injured," she meowed, gesturing towards his pile of herbs and cobwebs, "Four paws would better than two," she reasoned with a faint smile.
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The grey tom was still in camp when Wrencrest, Mouselight, and Cobwebgaze were the first to return.
He blinked once.... then again.Oh.
There was only one way that Wrencrest would be back in this camp, and he knew it wasn't from a surrender. Wrencrest wasn't that type of feline. She was bold and fierce. His heart sank for Pineclan... Swiftraven wasn't sure what to expect from all of these war. He liked to dream of a happy ending even though, he never it wasn't possible for them.
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Post by lepidopteran on Nov 24, 2021 9:14:14 GMT -5
cobwebgaze
Cobwebgaze nodded at the she-cat, surprised he hadn't seen it sooner (her fur must've gotten matted down in such a way that it had been obscured from his view). Using much the same poultice, it applied it to the jagged wound just as he had done for the other in the group of first returning cats. Giving it a few final licks to make sure the green pulp was all over the gash, the medicine cat turned, fur bristled at the sudden noise, to see Maizeflower.
With a small smile (and mentally forcing its fur to lay flat down again), he shook his ears and greeted the fluffy molly. "That they are. I do appreciate the offer, and would appreciate it more if you could look out for any cats with more grave injuries. They'll be funneling in soon, and if you could do a quick exam on all coming through, that'd be just wonderful!"
He very much did value the assistance, as with everything happening, there were simply too many for him alone to take care of. And even something like finding out who had the worst wounds helped immensely, giving him the chance to sort those out who needed it sooner. If only any of the kits from litters from the past moons had survived, he could've taken them on as his apprentice (which, while helpful, would still be a bit strange to have to mentor someone).
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 24, 2021 16:21:29 GMT -5
i just realized that cobweb & maize are the same age, ope.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 25, 2021 10:10:05 GMT -5
[ short short post not even coded whoops ]
It had been a long time since Lionrush had been in camp. The last he saw it had been when he had looked over his shoulder as he followed Wrencrest as she took a group of cats out of the camp. Back then he had still had Flamepaw and Goldenblaze. Ambershine had already passed, the sickness having gotten to her not long after Daisykit had passed from sickness as well. It had been a difficult time for Lionrush, and taking what family he had left with him had been the only thing he could do. And yetโฆeven still, even after following Wrencrest, he had lost his littermate and his son, leaving just him and Poppypaw. And now, after moons, they were going back to camp. Going back to one of the few places where misery reeked and pain remained.
His thoughts were broken at the sound of his daughterโs voice. A low laugh briefly came from the warrior. โEven if they did, the moss would probably be dried out. Maybe we can go get you some more.โ It would be nice to get out and do something a bit more normal, but Lionrush wasnโt exactly sure how normal things would ever feel to him again.
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 25, 2021 12:02:24 GMT -5
happy thanksgiving everyone โค๏ธ
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 27, 2021 2:04:12 GMT -5
- Whitesun -
w/Wrencrest and Cobwebgaze
The small, grayish-brown molly padded silently after her former mentor and the small entourage at Wrencrest's sides. Her one good eye watching, solemn, as the group spoke quietly to each other. She would later ask Cobwebgaze to take a look at the wound above her other eye, the blood from it having caked onto her fur and dried the lids shut. It was irritating but she knew she should be grateful the strike had merely taken flesh and not her sight as it was seemingly meant to.
Whitesun hadn't seen who had dealt the powerful blow, having been knocked aside. but she had heard the yowls as another cat bowled her attacker over. Both had been lost to the chaos and crowd by the time she'd gotten her paws back under her. Now the wounded she-cat eyed the cats around her with uncharacteristic wariness, worried that at any moment another fight may break out.
When her eye settled once more on Wrencrest she found the other molly to already be pushing her way through the camp entrance. Whitesun instinctively picked up the pace to push in right after her former mentor, not wanting to be far from the other just in case anything did happen. Inside Wrencrest was taking in the camp with a strange expression and Whitesun followed suit, giving it a quick once over.
The hostile glares and apathetic glances almost stung worse than the wounds she'd recieved and Whitesun ducked her head quickly, following Wrencrest towards the medicine den. This was their true home, this was Pineclan camp. Yet it felt so changed even if it looked the same, the sensation tightening her chest. Ignoring it however she pulled up alongside her deputy- or future leader. Whitesun wasn't sure what would happen yet, but either way she didn't trust any of the loyalists around Wrencrest alone.
"We're here, we're home." She whispered , a bit of her former cheer seeping back into her voice even if she didn't feel it just yet. Watching carefully she awaited Wrencrest's expression to gauge the aura the other molly was giving off.
- Skywise -
w/Swiftraven
The lanky, almost silver tom lifted his head from where he'd been grooming himself to spy Wrencrest pushing her way into camp. She looked like fox-dung, as did most of the cats who followed her and then there was Rookstar's corpse. Skywise gave a soft snort at the sight, glad that he'd avoided that mess, wasn't really his thing, rolling around in the mud and getting blood in his fur.
Easing himself up with a stretch Skywise shook himself from ear-tips to tail-tip. After which he sauntered over to Swiftraven who could be entertaining as company at the moment. "Looks like things will be changing around here very soon." Skywise purred with an amused lilt to his voice. He'd never been particularly loyal to Rookstar, beyond what the code demanded of him, but had been even less interested when it came to the deputy and roughing out of the clan camp. He'd been perfectly comfortable keeping his tail in his warm nest and obliging that paranoid old tom whenever he looked Skywise's way.
- Jaggedpaw -
open
The big, young tom padded mutely after his clanmates, littered in wounds and with his long bushy fur tangled and matted with blood. All of it being his own, the young apprentice having only struck other with his paw, his claws carefully sheathed. Unfortunately in the heat of battle none of the other cats seemed to notice or care and had mercilessly scored his pelt with their claws.
In truth though it wasn't the pain or blood loss that had him sluggishly following with his head bowed and tail dragging the ground, no it was the fact that this battle had happened at all and now their leader was dead. How had Starclan let this come to pass? All of this had been madness and as they made it back to camp Jaggedpaw hobbled over to a quiet spot and laid himself down, waiting for the worst to be tended before he made his way over to the medicine cat's den. Waiting there he quickly nodded off from exhaustion, the image of Rookstar's corpse haunting his fitful rest.
{We can change Whitesun's age back so it makes sense.}
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 27, 2021 15:46:41 GMT -5
Smokepaw ยป
Smokepaw was a coward.
From the moment the battle had started, the young molly had ducked for shelter, frantically searching for anywhere in which she could hide her fragile body. She had tried hiding under a bush, only to run away when she had heard cats howling nearby. Her next spot had been in a small indentation made by large tree roots. Smokepaw hadnโt stayed long, two warriors clawing furiously at one another had soon thrashed by, causing the apprentice to once again run for it.
She had lost sight of Riversnap as soon as the battle had started; knowing how her aunt was, Smokepaw was sure the gray molly had entered headfirst into battle. Then there had been Smokepaw, who, upon hearing the first sounds of battle, ran for it. After all her other attempts at hiding had failed, she ran to the very last spot that she was familiar with - camp.
Smokepaw had not seen camp ever since she had left alongside her aunt. Riversnap had followed Wrencrest without question, taking Smokepaw with her as the deputy daughter refuge for those who wanted Rookstarโs cruelness to end. Smokepaw had been terrified during that, the unknown a frightening concept to the young apprentice who had just lost most of her family.
Now that she was back in camp, Smokepaw wasnโt sure how she felt about it all. What was going to happen now? Would Riversnap come looking for her after this battle was over? โฆ Would Riversnap even survive?
Before she could fall too deeply into these thoughts, the sound of coming pawsteps thundered in her ears. A worried gasp escaped her. She darted off in hopes to make it before any cat arrived, barely managing to hide herself in a patch of shadowy ferns. Peering out she watched as cat after cat limped in, all showing signs of various injuries. It was then that she noticed a lot of these returning cats were those who had gone to live outside camp with Wrencrest. If they were coming back to camp, then something had happened in this last battle, something big.
Fortunately for her, any questions she had could potentially be answered.
Typically quiet, it was odd for Smokepaw to immediately make her presence known when she noticed a familiar figure slowly pad his way nearby. The young feline eased her head out of the ferns, blue eyes wide as she looked at her fellow apprentice. โโฆJaggedpaw?โ He looked hurt, blood caking his pelt, but maybe he was fine. If he wasnโt some cat would have dragged him off to Conwebgaze by now. โWhatโฆwhat happened?โ
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 27, 2021 17:42:53 GMT -5
- Jaggedpaw -
w/Smokepaw
The large tom startled a bit from his dazed semi-slumber and struggled to his paws without true understanding. Was he being called upon, had a fight broke out again already?! Close to panic Jaggedpaw lifted his gaze to meet a familiar pair of eyes that he hadn't seen in forever.
"Smokepaw?" He mumbled, thinking for a moment he might be dreaming, but as he looked around he realized that everything was as it had been when he'd settled down. Rookstar was still dead and the rebels were now back in camp including the little molly who had surprised him. Sighing he forced his fur to relax and looked to Smokepaw once more, it had been so long since he'd seen her last and thankfully she seemed healthy and hale, or at least as much as any of them were with the lack of food, sickness and war. It embarrassed him that he'd seemingly startled her in return and he immediately sat back down and ducked his head to make himself as small as he could, not wanting to scare her anymore than he may have already have. "Sorry, I didn't see you there."
What a mouse-brained thing to say. Cringing Jaggedpaw quickly turned his head towards the depths of camp before recalling that she'd asked him a question. "Wrencrest won, Rookstar is dead... the clan is together again." Hopefully for good. |
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Nov 27, 2021 22:20:38 GMT -5
Hiya, sorry that I haven't responded yet </3 I've been busy with work and family meetings. I'll be back soon!
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2021 13:51:30 GMT -5
[ no rush on replies! Itโs a busy time of year for everybody
Speaking of replies, Iโll have mine up either later today or tomorrow morning ^^ ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 29, 2021 10:14:03 GMT -5
Smokepaw ยป
The fur along her spine was starting to bristle; she could feel it spiking in an uncomfortable way, causing her to slowly sway back and forth on her paws. She waited for an answer from Jaggedpaw in her own bubble of uncomfortable silence, and the longer she waited the longer her unease became apparent.
Her ears swiveled back, beginning to lay flat on her head. Her tail bushed out like pine needles, and ever slowly did her slim body begin to lower itself to the ground, shoulders bunched and drawn in to make her appear smaller than she already was. She stared straight ahead at her fellow apprentice, once again noticing how blood smeared his pelt and how exhausted he seemed. He had seen battle recently. Smokepaw had not. She remained unscathed, unharmed, hiding in the shadows while she let the rest of her Clanmates take the brunt of the damage. Some of her Clanmates could have lost their lives in this battle. Riversnap could have been one of them. It could be any cat.
"Rookstar is dead".
Smokepaw wasn't sure she had heard right at first.
Blue eyes widened even more. Maybe Jaggedpaw just meant that Rookstar had lost a life, but he would return from StarClan in a few moments. She waited for her fellow apprentice to say something along those lines, but all he did was go on to say that Wrencrest had won and that the Clan was once again together. That had to mean...that had to mean that Rookstar was dead for good.
Uncertainty clenched in her chest. Smokepaw didn't know how to feel, the news washing over her in a way that numbed her. Death no longer fazed her as much as it should, and hearing of another casualty was just like hearing a Clanmate say they had killed a mouse, but Smokepaw had never experienced a leader dying for good. She knew Rookstar had not been a very good cat, but hearing of his demise...she wasn't sure how she felt.
Smokepaw looked at the ground. "Oh..." She breathed slowly. "Is that...a good thing?" On the surface level Smokepaw knew that Rookstar being killed was for the best, but deep down, the young molly was unsure on how to feel about the news. Wrencrest had won, but did that mean everything was just suddenly over now?
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 29, 2021 12:06:00 GMT -5
Smokepaw ยป
She was still unable to bring her gaze back up to Jaggedpaw. So many questions poured through her head, swirling and turning in tumultuous currents. What was she supposed to do when a leader died? Was it the same as when a normal cat died? When a regular warrior died they mourned briefly before burying the body and pretending nothing had ever happened. Would that be the same with Rookstar? Smokepaw didn't think it would be - he was a leader, regardless on if he had been a good one or not. Never once had he given Smokepaw any time of his day - she had been born of two rogues, after all - but it didn't sit right with her to think that he'd be forgotten just like all the other fallen warriors.
Through all the turmoil in her mind, Smokepaw was barely able to pick out Jaggedpaw's words as the tomcat continued to speak. She shook her head momentarily when he brought up training. That had been the last thing on Smokepaw's mind for a long, long time. Even when she had first been apprenticed the idea of training hadn't flooded her with joy. If anything, it froze her over with dread. Training had only proven to her that she wasn't going to become a worthwhile warrior. She wasn't strong or resilient. She wasn't a good hunter, and she was an even worse fighter. Smokepaw just wasn't a capable warrior, but she didn't know what else she could do for the Clan, so she continued her training, even if she failed most of the time at the tasks she was given.
The answer to Jaggedpaw's next question only sealed the deal with what Smokepaw was thinking already. She was worthless. Not worthy of being a warrior, or a warrior apprentice at that. She was a coward.
Slowly she shook her head. Smokepaw drew in a deep breath as she quietly admitted, "I ran away. I ran from the fights. Wrencrest probably doesn't even know where I am right now."
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 29, 2021 15:06:10 GMT -5
[ the holiday season is always busy <3
my weekend was jammed pack with family and friends, and my parent's celebrated their 29th anniversary together cx
I'll likely type my replies tonight. ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 30, 2021 8:41:30 GMT -5
Smokepaw ยป
Smokepaw could tell that Jaggedpaw was trying to comfort her. Deep down she appreciated it, but she knew that she wasn't worth the effort; she had run away when her Clanmates needed her. She had fled from battle. She wondered if that was breaking the warrior code - it wasn't explicitly stated as being an offense, but the anxiety eating away at her couldn't help but wonder just how lawless she had been.
Even still, she couldn't help but lean into the tomcat's reassuring touch as she felt Jaggedpaw brush his tail against her. She hoped that things would be okay. She hoped that the Clan could recover from everything that had happened. She hoped things would settle down and become peaceful. ... Peace. Smokepaw had never known peace. She wondered what it was like.
But those were questions she needed to save for later. A stroke of realization hit her. As more and more warriors limped back to camp, the more obvious it became that the scent of blood wafted through the air. Smokepaw jerked her head upward to look at Jaggedpaw. "I'm...I'm sorry," she apologized almost breathlessly, knowing she was selfish for falling into a pit of self-pity when she had noticed from the start that her fellow 'paw had been covered in blood. "Are you okay?" He was well enough to talk and move it seemed, but how long was it until he wasn't okay anymore?
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 30, 2021 16:52:21 GMT -5
Maizeflower
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Maizeflower nodded. She felt a slight twang of regret for startling Cobwebgaze... sometimes she forgot that the clan was more on guard, especially with their own clanmates. Wrencrest may have announced Pineclan will be whole again, but it would take some time.
"If I see anyone bleeding out, I'll call for your attention," the fluffy molly reassured. She pawed a small bundle of herbs over towards her. "I can handle the minor cases," she meowed, herbs was something that was always interesting to Maizeflower. She never felt the urge to be a medicine cat, but she did enjoy the basic herb lessons that all the apprentices went through. |
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 30, 2021 17:03:27 GMT -5
Swiftraven
With Skywise
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The tom remained where he was as more and more of their former clanmates trickled back in camp. Swiftraven tried to ignore the uneasiness of the situation. Honestly; Pineclan was a ticking bomb. He wondered how long this peace would last... with someone together once more. It's been moons. The tension was still there and now... it was caked with blood and more despair.
He didn't startle when he heard a voice next to him. A quick scent check told him it was Skywise. A younger clanmate who had stayed in camp, somewhat a pain in the ass but so was he, it wasn't in his right to judge Skywise too harshly. Swiftraven gave the silvery tom a sidelong glance and a soft huff, "You don't say," he retorted with a wry, sarcastic tone. That was obvious.
"How long do you think the peace will last?" Swiftraven mused. His green orbs narrowing, his gaze flickering over every single clanmate. The ones that left and the ones that stayed. The reactions were mixed, mostly haunted looks. Which wasn't a surprise, battles weren't what they were cracked up to be.
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Post by Blaze โก on Nov 30, 2021 17:15:08 GMT -5
Poppypaw
with Lionrush.
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Upon entering camp, a soft breath escaped from Poppypaw. Her green eyes wide as she took in the sights of camp. She wasn't sure what she had expected... everything looked the same. Almost like nothing had changed. The trees were still standing, the birds were chirping above, and there were cats within camp. She wasn't blind to the mistrust brewing behind her clanmate eyes. Nevertheless, she could be and will be civil.
She glanced back towards her father. She wasn't really feeling the urge to leave his side... just yet. "Fresh moss? Great," Poppypaw chimed with a faint purr. A fresh nest would mean more comfort. Comfort sounded nice in times like these. "We'll have to get you some more moss as well... oh! and we will have to make moss balls, flamepaw's favorite," she meowed quickly with a slight excited edge to her voice. The last part coming out before she could stop it. Even if most of her family was gone, it still felt like they were lingering.
She did wonder what happened to her nest. It was something always on her mind. Most of the apprentices had left camp... all besides Jaggedpaw. It must have been lonely without the rest of them. It had only been 3 moons, but it felt like a lifetime. Would Jaggedpaw even be happy to see them? Or would they be unrecognizable? Poppypaw didn't feel the same as she did. She felt older.
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 1, 2021 19:56:57 GMT -5
Smokepaw ยป
Smokepaw didnโt even have to look over at Cobwebgazeโs den to know that the tomcat was busy. No telling how many Clanmates needed to see him right now, how many wounds needed to be tended to before their owner bled to death. Over half the Clan would probably be in his den by the time the sunset, but that didnโt stop Smokepaw from worrying about Jaggedpaw.
โAre you sureโฆ? I mean, uhโฆyouโre bleeding,โ she pointed out rather dumbly, staring at the gray tom. She had no idea how much or how badly he was bleeding, but she was sure there was enough blood loss there that he needed to eventually see the medicine cat. Even if the two of them werenโt incredibly close, Smokepaw still cared about him, and she didnโt want to lose him like how she had lost her parents and littermates.
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 1, 2021 19:58:44 GMT -5
Lionrush ยป
For a moment there Lionrush felt somewhat better. Just talking to Poppypaw as they made it back to camp just felt relaxing. It felt like something that would happen before all the death and sadness took over; it was a casual conversation about moss, there wasnโt anything despairing about it until Flamepaw was brought up.
He didnโt respond for a moment. Instead, he found himself lost in memories of only just a few moons ago. It hadnโt been that many moons ago when Flamepaw was still around, a somewhat nervous little tomcat, but eager to play and spend time with his family despite the hardships surrounding him. And then, just like that, battle had taken him from the world. Too much blood had been lost, and before anything could be done about it, Flamepaw had left to join StarClan. Sorrow tugged at his heart. Life just wasnโt the same without Flamepaw. Without the rest of his family.
Lionrush shook his head. Now wasnโt the time to fall into despair. Instead he turned to his daughter, a bittersweet smile on his face. โYeah, weโll for sure make some mossballs,โ he promised softly, leaning forward to gently nudge his daughter on the shoulders.
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Post by ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ on Dec 2, 2021 18:11:25 GMT -5
Mouselight with Wrencrest {Blaze โก } and Cobwebgaze {lepidopteran } As he moved into the camp with the medicine cat and Wrencrest, the warrior looked around the camp. His heart sank as he looked around, seeing a few clan members appearing. He sighed as he allowed himself at lay down to rest, before he looked at Wrencrest. He could see her wounds and was glad the Cobwebgaze was always on top of his duties.
very short- but i have hailpaw and softpaw that are open and possibly daisycreek-
let me know if yall are open-
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 2, 2021 19:17:02 GMT -5
Smokepaw ยป
When Jaggedpaw motioned needing to clean off, Smokepaw thought that would be the end of her interaction with him. It left her with a somewhat hollow feeling in her chest, but she had known that it would only be a matter of time before she was once again left alone. She had abandoned her Clanmates in battle, after all, it was only right for her to be left on her own, pushed out. Not that she thought Jaggedpaw was pushing her out, but for once in her life she didn't want to be alone, and the thought of Jaggedpaw leaving had her fidgeting underneath her skin.
Her worries were put to an end, however, when the tomcat asked for her assistance. Her ears perked forward as she slowly pushed herself up to her paws. "Y-yeah," she stammered briefly. "I can do that." Without another word she stepped forward and pressed gingerly up against Jaggedpaw. "I'm ready when you are." Helping him get to the stream wasn't a whole lot, but if there was anything she could do, anything that could help her feel like she had done something after running away from battle, then she'd feel a little less guilty.
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Post by Blaze โก on Dec 5, 2021 17:54:45 GMT -5
sorry guys! i've been heckn busy this past week~
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