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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 13:42:15 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon) "Nice to meet you, Pancake," Songdapple replied, trying to keep her spirits lifted. "I don't know much about healing either. I've watched some medicine cats help with the sick and wounded, but I'm no medicine cat myself."
Pancake had said something about humans. Twolegs. No way. Songdapple would rather eat crowfood than go see a twoleg for help.
"No way, I'm not going to see a twoleg," Songdapple retorted, flicking back her tail in disgust. "I'm not a kittypet. Either way, there's no way I'm getting home. I don't even know if my clanmates are still alive."
The one's I care about sure aren't.
"If you could find some cobwebs for me, that would be nice," she meowed, trying to calm herself down. What is up with these moodswings? Songdapple just wasn't herself when she was on edge.
Songdapple hoped that Pancake didn't mind her constant shift in moods, she didn't want to chase away what could possibly be her only chance at help. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 13:55:39 GMT -5
 Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Pancake expected such a reaction as soon as he had brought up humans. The tom's tail twitched ever so slightly, a mere reflection of the faint annoyance that streamed through his emotions. "Swallow down your pride if you want to live, Songbreeze. If a twoleg," the word felt odd on his tongue, but using her terminology would perhaps ease any aversions she had toward him, "is the only option for your survival, then it's the only option. Though I hope it doesn't come down to that." Pancake was no kittypet himself. He steered clear of humans for the most part, perhaps allowing one to pet him briefly on the occasion that he was desperate for food scraps. He had lived with humans before, back when he had been younger and his shelter had been that of a barn full of mice. It was how he got his name - the humans there warmly calling him Pancake every time they came in to pour food out for the barn cats. Eventually, though, Pancake had grown and matured, and the dominant tomcat had chased him away, fearing that Pancake would try to take over his spot. Of course, Pancake had no such ambitions, but it would have been a lost cause to try and tell that to Ringo.
So off he had went, finding him a suitable place to call home after some time of travelling. Over time he had become somewhat skittish around humans, accepting their companionship only briefly and only when he needed more food than he could find himself. He had never gone to one for an injury, but life was full of first times.
Rather than continue to fight her on this, though, he went back to the task at paw. "While I'm searching you should give that wound a good cleaning. Wouldn't want infection settling in," he told her somewhat sternly, sounding almost like a father telling his kit to do as told with no arguments. Hoping she'd listen to that at least, Pancake walked around to the other side of the tree, hoping there would be some cobweb between the gnarled roots that had remained sturdy even in the midst of a tornado. |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 24, 2022 14:05:37 GMT -5
- - - . - - - Mintpatch PrairieClan Camp -- Duskbramble
A cat! Alive! Finally. She didn't realize how she'd lost hope that anyone might still be alive after wandering through the ruined camp, but a voice, finally, even if it was raspy with dirt. "Hey, hey we'll dig you out," Mintpatch said into the tunnel. "Is anyone else in there with you?"
She didn't want to leave Duskbramble, nor was it going to be easy for her to get back to where she'd left Pronghornstar. Mintpatch took a few deep breaths, then yowled as loudly as she could. Her voice broke at the end sending her into a fit of coughing that made her paws shake. She wished she was still young and strong; this sickness was getting old fast, especially when she had things she needed to do.
After she was done coughing, she put her muzzle back up to the dirt. "I called for help, we'll get you out. I promise." She hoped the words were soothing enough. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 14:16:24 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon ) Swallow my pride? Songdapple couldn't believe it. She was too tired to say that her name was Songdapple and not Songbreeze.
If I go to a twoleg for help, what am I going to do, expect them to let me go free? Songdapple laughed. That was a stupid idea.
She had picked up on what Pancake had told her, to clean out her wound. "No problem," Songdapple meowed as Pancake searched for cobwebs.
Most of the cobwebs had fallen off of her wound at this point. Songdapple peeled away the remaining cobwebs and licked her wound clean.
"So, where do you come from?" Songdapple asked Pancake, curling her poofy tail around her tortoiseshell body. "I assume it's not the Clan," she joked, trying to sound more lighthearted, like she usually was. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 14:33:01 GMT -5
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Duskbramble
PrairieClan Camp
With Mintpatch (Brownie ) It was Mintpatch. Duskbramble wasn't loosing his mind.
Duskbramble heard Mintpatch's coughing followed by her saying that she was going to get him out of there.
How many of his clanmates were even still alive? Hopefully there were at least a few that managed to escape the camp. PrairieClan was going to need another camp, maybe in a whole new region.
Duskbramble lay down and stared down at the ground. He wished that this was all a dream, but no. He felt real, physical pain, not fake.
"Anyone come yet, Mintpatch?" He called, flicking his tail impatiently. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 14:33:41 GMT -5
[ totally didn't realize i typed -breeze and not -dapple, oops |D we'll blame that on pancake being dumb ] Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Relief sagged the tom's shoulders when he noticed that Songdapple had at least listened to him and began to clean out her wound without a fight. He could only imagine that she was actually a mild mannered feline, but due to her Clan heritage, bringing up humans had sparked a deep-rooted nerve within her. He couldn't blame her, but in a life or death situation, there was no time for being prideful and refusing help, regardless on what species it came from.
Though as she was now, he didn't mind the company that she brought, though it would have been nice if the situation was different. He'd much rather have met her out by the border on a normal day instead of finding her outside of Clan territory, bleeding out, right after a tornadic storm had ripped through the land. He was grateful, though, to know that she could still hold up a conversation. So long as she remained coherent, then Pancake wasn't too concerned about her losing her life.
He continued his search all the while answering her question. "'Course not from the Clan." He had picked up on her amusement, a sure attempt to lighten the tension. "From some barns out closer to the twoleg town. Got kicked out by the tom that sired me once I was old enough. Happens to most barn cats, ya know. Reckon that doesn't happen in a Clan?" He questioned all the while digging along some roots in the ground, something telling him that there had to be some kind of tool here that they could use. After a few more seconds of digging, Pancake's search ended in triumph.
"Ha!" He snorted with joy, leaning down to gently take the strands of cobweb he had found before padding over to where Songdapple lay. He gestured for the molly to hold her leg out to him. This wasn't something familiar to him, but Pancake was certain that not even he could mess up putting cobweb on a wound. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 14:47:11 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon ) Songdapple held out her leg to Pancake so he could apply the cobwebs.
She shook her head. "Nothing like that ever happens in the Clan," she meowed. "It's actually considered pretty dishonourable to just leave the Clan," Songdapple explained. "Unless you're exiled, but that only happens to cats who break the code, it's pretty rare."
No one had been exiled from the Clan in ages, but she knew that it happened.
"Do you know much about the Clan?" She asked Pancake, turning her tortoiseshell head towards the cream-coloured tom. He seemed to know more about the Clan than most outsider cats did, or should. Maybe he had met some of her clanmates before. |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 24, 2022 15:01:24 GMT -5
- - - . - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Camp -- Duskbramble, Mintpatch
A yowl from the center of camp snapped the dark grey tom awake. He jumped to his feet on reflex, then hissed as pain shot down his sides from where he'd been cut the night before. Indigothorn looked at the injuries for only a moment before deciding that if they hadn't killed him yet, that they were probably just surface wounds, and shook the dirt from his fur.
He hardly saw the rest of the camp and the disarray, only watching where he put his paws as he moved quickly to where he thought the yowl had come from. He wasn't far from the tunnels in the center of camp and he headed that direction, glad to see another cat outside the tunnel. "Mintpatch!" he called out, hopping over a large, metal sheet. The elder turned to him and though she looked worn down, her eyes were bright.
"Duskbramble is stuck in there. I need help digging him out," the elder explained, her words dragging forth a cough.
The young warrior quickly made his way over, afraid the elder would have tried to move the earth herself if he hadn't come. "I've got this," Indigothorn said, unsheathing his claws and digging at the dirt with a single-minded determination. Other than Mintpatch at his shoulder, the camp was oddly silent. He ignored that, and the pain from the cuts on his shoulders. Just dig, he thought, that's all that matters right now. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 15:13:01 GMT -5
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Duskbramble
PrairieClan Camp
With Mintpatch and Indigothorn (Brownie) Duskbramble heard a second voice, his dark gray ears pricked up and his amber eyes bolted wide.
Indigothorn.
He recognized Indigothorn's voice, followed by the sound of digging, dirt and rocks falling to the ground. Duskbramble was getting out of here.
"Hello?" He called, making sure that there were indeed cats there.
His head was still spinning from the recent events, but he was coming to gather himself together. He had some small wounds from rocks and sharp objects, but there wasn't anything fatal, maybe it was a little hard to walk on his hind leg. |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 24, 2022 16:08:23 GMT -5
- - - . - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Camp -- Duskbramble, Mintpatch
The storm had muddied the dirt and by the time Indigothorn had created a hole, his paws were thoroughly caked with mud. He was getting good at ignoring his discomforts by now and added the slime to the growing list of things he was annoyed about. "Hello?" Duskbramble mewed, his voice clearer now that there was a gap in the earth; thank StarClan just the entrance had covered over, the tunnel itself should be sturdy enough.
"We're almost there," Mintpatch replied. Indigothorn didn't want to open his mouth with the amount of dirt he was moving, so he just grunted a reply. He was through the mud and into the dryer dirt, which was far easier to move and he scooped it out in large double pawfuls, feeling like a prairiedog.
Finally, he'd dug enough from the top of the hole that he could see into the hole. Indigothorn paused for a moment to catch his breath and peek into the tunnel. "Hey!" he called inside cheerfully, seeing the tom's amber eyes glint in the darkness. "Can you help widen the hole from the inside?" |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 16:17:35 GMT -5
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Duskbramble
PrairieClan Camp
With Mintpatch and Indigothorn (Brownie ) Duskbramble nodded and started digging at the hole with all of his strength. Fresh air rushed into his face.
Almost there. He shoved aside the dirt and burst through the caved-in tunnel and into the camp, coughing.
Duskbramble's eyes adjusted to the light and shook out his coat. He looked around the wrecked camp and to his horror, saw many of his clanmates lying there, their bodies stiff and lifeless. Duskbramble felt a pang of sorrow.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 16:20:17 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Pancake did his best to both concentrate on putting the cobweb onto Songdapple’s wound without hurting her too much all the while listening to what she had to say. Clan life was intriguing to the tabby, always had been since he had made a home so close to them moons ago. He learned what he could from the few interactions he had with passing border patrols when he also happened to be nearby, but the most he had gathered from brief passings was the fact that they based their names on the rank they held within the Clan. Young cats were always -paws while the warriors were named things like -dapple or -fur. They had a leader as well, and a code of conduct that made them Clan cats rather than a scroungy group of rogues. As far as anything else, Pancake was left in the dark, stuck in a cave that could one day be lit up so that he could fully understand his way around.
He remained silent for now, however. He wanted all his concentration to be focused on the molly’s wound. Gingerly he took the ends of the cobweb - it was a lot harder than he’d like to admit - and slowly placed it down on the warrior’s jagged wound. It looked much better now that she had cleaned it, less life threatening, but Pancake knew it would still need more work done on it than just a single layering of cobweb.
Once finished he took a step back, letting out a breath that he hadn’t realized he had been holding in. ”There. Hopefully that’ll hold until you can get it looked at properly.” Now that the hard task was done, Pancake circled back to the past conversation that he had yet to comment on in favor of doctoring Songdapple. ”I know there are warriors and the -paws.” He wasn’t entirely sure what that specific rank was called. ”You have a leader as well. I’ve met a few patrols here and there. Reednose is a friendly fellow,” he chuffed, shaking his head as he recalled the black tom’s eagerness to sit there and chat with Pancake, and if Pancake was correct in his assumptions, the warrior tom had displayed flirting behaviors toward him as well. The amusement faded, replaced with quiet concern. Had Reednose survived? Pancake couldn’t ask Songdapple, she was sure to not have an answer. He wondered just how many of the female’s Clanmate’s had survived as he turned to look in the direction of their territory. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 16:32:38 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon) Songdapple smiled. "Thank you, Pancake, for all the help," she meowed gratefully. "It's good to try getting back on my paws," she mewed before shifting into a darker tone.
She vividly remembered seeing Reednose injured, had the black tom made it through the disaster? Possibly she had even seen his presumed demise, maybe her memory was just overshadow by Whistlebreeze's death. Songdapple longed to see her friend again, she missed her. She and Whistlebreeze were very close, closer than Songdapple was with most of her Clanmates.
"I'm- I'm not sure if Reednose made it through," she frowned and looked down at her paws. "I saw him injured before I ran away. I'm sorry."
Songdapple wasn't sure what to say next. That's when it hit her.
"Would you help me find my Clan?" |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 17:05:53 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
The tone quickly changed. Pancake should have expected that as soon as the conversation turned to Songdapple's Clanmates. Though he had only meet Reednose a few times through brief interactions, his chest tightened in grief at the idea that the black tomcat had met his fate in the storm. There was a chance that he had pulled through, injured, but alive, but...Pancake wasn't sure just how many cats had lived through the tornado, especially when they lived in the tornado's direct path.
There was no time for mourning, though. Shaking his head, he looked back to Songdapple. He wasn't sure how far they could get into the territory what with the destruction, but he had already made up his mind before meeting the molly - help those who needed it.
With a sigh, he rolled his shoulders in preparation and nodded. "I'll do what I can," he answered, sturdy in his words. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 18:37:37 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon ) "Thank you," the tortoiseshell molly dipped her head respectfully.
A lot had happened in the past few days, the most eventful days of Songdapple's life. Songdapple was wracked with grief for her lost Clanmates. She remembered back when she was an apprentice, she and her friends would stay up all night talking about the latest Clan gossip, who had a crush on who, who would be a good option for the next deputy, what their warrior names would be. Songdapple, at the time Songpaw, had wanted to be named Songblossom or Songfall, she had a thing for pretty names. Whistlebreeze had wanted her warrior name to be Whistledusk or Whistlesong.
Whistlebreeze. Songdapple felt another pang of grief for her friend.
"We'd better get some rest," Songdapple meowed, snapping back to the present. "If you want to stay up fine by me," Songdapple added, curling up in a ball and closing her eyes. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 18:45:27 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Rest was the last thing on Pancake's mind. He was determined to help Songdapple get back to her Clanmates, that is, if she had any left, but as he stared out at the devastation that stretched out before him like an ocean of death, Pancake wondered if maybe resting for a while would be in their best interest. Songdapple had just been through a traumatic ordeal, and while her leg needed tending, it would do no good if she didn't rest it. No longer was she bleeding out or in any serious shape that could mean life or death. Resting may do them good, but Pancake doubted he would be able to truly get rest.
With a decisive flick of his tail, the cream tabby sat down near where his companion had curled up. "I'll keep watch," he told her. Songdapple needed more rest than he did, and even though he doubted very many predators would be traversing this mess, one could never be sure. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 19:08:12 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon) Songdapple drifted off to sleep. She found herself in a starry meadow, in shades of sky blue and lilac. Is this StarClan? She wondered. Cats could dream into StarClan, Songdapple knew this, but she surely didn't want to be here.
That's when a lilac-shaded silver molly started padding towards her.
"Whistlebreeze?"
Songdapple couldn't believe it. This really was StarClan if Whistlebreeze was here.
"Hello, Songdapple," Whistlebreeze meowed, nuzzling her old friend.
Songdapple was in disbelief. "What- What are you doing here?" Songdapple asked, blinking at Whistlebreeze with confused blue eyes. "What am I doing here?" The tortoiseshell took a few steps back. Whistlebreeze looked like a spirit, with stars in her silver pelt.
Whistlebreeze seemed to ignore her question. "I can't exactly talk for long," she explained. "But Songdapple, listen. You need to find your Clanmates. You need to get out of here." Worry edged at Whistlebreeze's tone.
Get out of here? "What do you mean?" Songdapple asked, narrowing her eyes.
Whistlebreeze didn't respond. Songdapple's vision started to fade away.
"Whistlebreeze? Whistlebreeze!" Songdapple cried as her friend's starry shape started fading away.
"Whistlebreeze!" Songdapple jolted awake in horror. She calmed down to see that Pancake was still there, keeping watch. Songdapple shuddered. |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 24, 2022 19:21:00 GMT -5
- - - . - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Camp -- Duskbramble, Mintpatch
With Duskbramble dug out, he finally had a chance to look over the camp. It was worse than Indigothorn could have ever imagined and the PrairieClan warrior felt the shock pass through him like a cold ripple of water; he blinked slowly a few times as he swept his gaze across the broken land, as if closing his eyes for those heartbeats would make the destruction disappear. He felt Mintpatch lean up against him and he thought the elderly she-cat was trying to console him, but as more weight fell on his shoulder he realized she was struggling to stay on her paws and he made a sharp exclamation as he tried to hold her up. Luckily, Mintpatch was a small cat and the sickness had taken even more, so Indigothorn didn't struggle under her weight and kept his shoulder under her, taking some of the strain from her paws. She coughed a few times. "Thanks."
He nodded. "Was there anyone else?"
"Pronghornstar is alright," Mintpatch said softly. "She had Cherrypaw with her."
"Let's group up with them," Indigothorn decided. "Duskbramble, get Mintpatch's other side." He tried to look for the best path towards the medicine cat's tunnel, where Mintpatch would have been. Sharp debris littered the center of camp, and he didn't know if they could help Mintpatch over the worst of it. They'd have to go around, but maybe they'd find some other cats alive on the way. Indigothorn processed the destruction quickly, putting off thinking and again falling back on action; this simply was how it was now, and worrying about it wouldn't make things any easier. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 19:26:53 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Pancake wasn't sure how long he had sat there while Songdapple drifted off into sleep. He was glad to see that the molly was able to get some rest, especially after what she had been through. While he himself had not been in the direct path of the tornado, he had still felt it rumbling, had heard it roaring through the land, tearing things apart, breaking down generations of hard work that had been put into the land. If he dwelled on the matter for long, a sense of dread could be felt clutching at the fringes of his being. He shook the thoughts away, not wanting to fall into that pit of despair. He needed to be alert, ready to defend himself and the sleeping warrior at his side, not worried and fragile with sorrow. Even still, if he had been shaken by the thing, he could only imagine how Songdapple felt about it all. She wasn't even sure if her Clanmates had even made it through, while Pancake had no other cat but himself to worry about.
He sat there in thought a while longer. All his life he knew that death was inevitable. It happened to everything, from the smallest bug to the largest bison. Sometimes death was swift, sometimes it was slow, but regardless of speed, it happened nonetheless. Death was a part of life, but when death took the lives of many all at once, and in such a quick amount of time, it was hard to swallow the reality of it all. Pancake couldn't help but think back to Reednose. Had the tom survived, or was he just another fatality? What fate had befallen the other cats of PrairieClan? Pancake wasn't friends with any of them, not really, but he worried, not only for them, but for Songdapple as well.
The tomcat let out a slow sigh. Just hours before the sky was dark, ominous, a harbinger of demise, yet now, looking at the heavens, it was hard to imagine just how troubling they had looked. Clouds still covered the blue blanket up above, but they were thin and watery, letting in small streams of sunlight that washed over the debris in soft, golden dapples. Even the breeze was gentle, a mere whisper compared to the howls it had been not too long before.
The tabby was sure he could have stayed there in rumination for much longer, but the sudden arousal of Songdapple startled him; he jolted up from where he had been sitting, fur on end and claws instinctively unsheathing. "Songdapple!" He cried out as adrenaline pumped through him, ready for a fight. "What's the matter? Whistlebreeze?" Pancake questioned as his eyes went wide, wondering if this was more about grief wracking the molly more than fear of an attack waiting to happen waking her up. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 19:58:36 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon ) Songdapple shuddered and shook her head. "It's really nothing, Pancake," Songdapple knew that she sounded like she was lying, which she was. Your dead friend talking to you in your dreams isn't normal, even for a Clan cat like herself.
Whistlebreeze's words shook Songdapple to the core. She knew that she had to find her Clan, but Whistlebreeze sounded so urgent. She had said that they needed to get out of here. Was another storm coming soon?
"Do you think we should find something to eat?" Songdapple asked, hoping Pancake wouldn't question her.
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Duskbramble
PrairieClan Camp
With Mintpatch and Indigothorn (Brownie ) Duskbramble got Mintpatch's other side and tried walking along a path towards the medicine cat's tunnel.
The camp was a wreck. Debris everywhere and practically everything was destroyed, there was no way the Clan could still live here.
"Do you think we'll need a new home?" Duskbramble asked Indigothorn. "Surely there's no way we can still live here," Duskbramble looked around camp. Not many would've survived this. Maybe some of their Clanmates had escaped or were out on patrol before it hit and got the hint that they should stay as far away as possible.
A new home would be hard to find, but maybe it was needed. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 24, 2022 20:41:01 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Something was wrong, but Pancake wasn’t one to pry. If a cat didn’t want to share what was in their mind then he would respect that boundary. Sure, he was curious, and he would be able to help Songdapple out more if she told him what plagued her mind, but he would leave the conversation and let it lay to rest. All he did was shoot her a look that silently told her if she needed to talk then he would lend an open ear before dropping it.
While sleep was something he wouldn’t be doing for a while, hunger had nuzzled its way into his stomach. It wasn’t until Songdapple brought up looking for prey that Pancake had even noticed the nagging sensation hollowing out a pit inside him. ”If we can,” he replied somewhat flatly, a verbal sign of his thoughts before he could speak them aloud. ”I doubt we’ll find much of anything to hunt. Everything’ll be holed up in their dens, or already dead from the storm.” Pancake gave the once beautiful plain a quick glance over. ”We can hunt on the way to your Clan, or at least try to.” Again, he doubted there would be much out there to even hunt, but if they happened to run into a frantic mouse or bird then there was no need to deny either of them a chance to sate their hunger. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 24, 2022 20:50:21 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon ) Songdapple felt a chilling breeze sweep across her tortoiseshell pelt, she shivered.
"I nearly caught a mouse earlier," Songdapple prompted uselessly, it was probably just luck that she had found one at all. Pancake was right, what chance was there that prey would be out and alive, and she sure wasn't eating prey that had been killed by the tornado.
She remembered what Whistlebreeze had told her. Find your Clan.
"Maybe we should get going towards my Clan," Songdapple suggested, the tortoiseshell molly padded up to sit next to Pancake. "I want to find them before they leave."
Songdapple assumed that her Clanmates would be trying to leave, to find somewhere safer to live at any moment now, she wanted to get a move on. The thought that all of her Clanmates could be dead struck her. No. Whistlebreeze had told her to find her Clan, surely she didn't tell her to find her dead Clanmates. Plus, Pronghornstar must still have a few lives left.
"Should we hunt or leave?" Songdapple asked. She placed the thoughts in the back of her mind and focused on the present. She needed to get home before she worried about anything else. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 25, 2022 7:22:14 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
Odd. he thought when the molly told him she had almost caught a mouse earlier. He would have assumed that no other animal would be out here trying to brave the wreckage of the tornado, but there could be a few stranglers out and about, other animals trying to find their way back home and back to their loved ones. Most animals, though, were bound to be hidden away or, as he had brought up earlier, dead. They were bound to see more corpses of prey than they were living souls. Pancake was surprised he had yet to run into such a ghastly scene, but he was sure that was about to change once they traversed deeper into the mess the tornado left behind.
The path to where her Clan would be was going to be tough. It wasn’t a long walk, nothing that Pancake couldn’t manage within an hour at his slowest, but this was a whole new world that they were going to be traversing. This world was no longer flat prairie land with a few inclinations to suggest the formation of hills. This was land covered in down trees, splintered logs, torn up human belongings, and mountains of shredded leaves and grass. Not to mention that wherever there was only ground, the soil was drenched, soggy and mushy underneath Pancake’s paws, and anytime he put all his weight upon the earth it was like the water that had not been absorbed was trying to drag him into the ground. Plus there was the fact that Songdapple was injured.
Pancake squared his shoulders as he stared out at what lay in front of them both. This was going to take some time. It wasn’t going to be easy, but Pancake was going to see to it that Songdapple was reunited with her Clan.
A flick of Pancake’s tail was the signal for Songdapple to follow him. ”Keep an eye out for prey, but I do think our main focus should be on getting you to your Clan.” Once the words left him he padded on forward, the first obstacle already having him jump over the deceased body of a fallen tree. ”If you need any help, don’t be scared to ask or lean against me. We’re in this together, okay?” He called over the log, turning back toward it to wait and watch for Songbreeze to clear it in turn. |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 25, 2022 10:35:08 GMT -5
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Songdapple
Outside the territory
With Pancake (Feathertalon) Songdapple got onto her paws, the wound in her leg ached, but it was getting better. When she made it back to PrairieClan she needed to see a medicine cat, assuming there was still a medicine cat left. The sun was rising on the horizon, tinting Songdapple's tortoiseshell coat in a beautiful golden. Songdapple looked towards Pancake.
"Thank you for all the help. It's been rough for me lately, I just want to thank you for helping," She gave the cream tom a small smile before stalking off to follow the tom. "Let's go."
The prairie ahead of her was covered in fallen trees and debris from the storm, the tornado had absolutely torn the place to bits.
There really was no way a Clan could live here anymore. Songdapple had been born here, she had been raised here, and now it was just a shattered mess, the same way Songdapple felt. Shattered. Broken. Incomplete.
She focused on the path ahead of her instead of the past behind her, she needed to find her Clan and move into the future. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 25, 2022 10:46:41 GMT -5
Pancake -- *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•*
songdapple
"No problem at all," Pancake meowed softly in response to Songdapple's gratitude. "I would like to assume any cat with a good head on their shoulders would do the same." Unfortunately he knew that wasn't always the case. Most loners had no interest in the Clan, and should a rogue come wandering by when the Clan was in such a state, Pancake could only imagine how harrowing things would become, then. He was sure that a rogue's venom would only become stronger in the midst of panic and desperation. Just like facing a wounded animal, they became more aggressive, all the more ready to sink their fangs into the necks of unsuspecting victims.
The cream tom shook his head to free himself of those wandering thoughts. He needed to focus on navigating the messy land before him. He looked around, a slight buzz of hope rising in his chest when he noticed a path. Debris still littered the trail, but from where Pancake stood, it looked clearer than the rest of the mess around both him and Songdapple. "Look," he breathed, leaning over to nudge his tortoiseshell companion. "We can follow it." There were sure to still be obstacles, but so long as it remained as clear as it looked from here, surely he would have Songdapple back to her Clan soon. |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 25, 2022 12:13:31 GMT -5
- - - . - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Camp -- Duskbramble, Mintpatch
The dark grey tom was focused on keeping his paws steady in the mud and broken debris and from Mintpatch's labored, wheezing breath, he knew it was all she could do to keep moving forward. But Duskbramble looked out over the camp. "Do you think we'll need a new home? Surely there's no way we can still live here," the younger warrior mused.
Indigothorn didn't reply at first, busy as he was trying to maneuver the trio around glittering shards of glass; he was injured enough already and there would be plenty more walking to do without his pawpads sliced up. After they were around the obstacle, he gave a noncommittal grunt. "That's Pronghornstar's decision to make." He moved his shoulder to better support Mintpatch. "They don't call her leader for nothing," he added, the quip making him feel somewhat more like himself. "And some of the wreckage would make for good dens." Okay, that might be too far. Indigothorn shut up and tried again to focus on his paws.
He didn't think leaving from one night of wind was realistic. PrairieClan had been here for generations before him and would be standing here for many generations after; that was just how things would be. It would be tough for a while, Indigothorn knew that, but when were things easy for the Clan? |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 25, 2022 14:43:57 GMT -5
(I'm really low energy right now but I'll respond to these later, sorry!)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 25, 2022 16:21:15 GMT -5
There’s no rush! I’ve been busy today anyway and just got back on so cx
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 25, 2022 18:59:18 GMT -5
( hey there! is this still open? i see that there’s only three of you, but idk how “small” a small group rp is )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 25, 2022 19:00:27 GMT -5
hi! it's still open :>
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