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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 29, 2022 18:27:05 GMT -5
She could sense hosility coming from Pronghornstar, Songdapple gulped. Pancake wouldn't do any harm. He had helped her get home! She hoped Pronghornstar was just on edge and wasn't actually going to hurt him. She took a quick glance at the wrecked camp. Debris everywhere.
Songdapple yawned. The journey had tired her out. "Is there anywhere to sleep?" The tortoiseshell molly asked. The camp was wrecked, but surely there had to be some place that wasn't completely destroyed. "I think that getting some rest may be a good idea," she meowed. "If we manage to find Sagepaw, that is," Songdapple added, glancing around.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2022 20:06:47 GMT -5
Calmer than she had been since meeting the lone tom, Pronghornstar was able to give reason to Songdapple's question. She flicked her tail, looking across the wrecked landscape, jaw taut in thought as she stood there for a long moment. Eventually the tabby and white molly shook her head, turning her attention first to Songdapple, and then to the other cats that had joined her outside of camp. "This may be a good enough spot to rest." It wasn't as wrecked as the camp, and there seemed to be enough clear space to make a few makeshift nests here and there. It was also still inside PrairieClan borders, and the last thing Pronghornstar wanted to do right now was set up a temporary camp outside of what was familiar to her, even if all the damage to the territory made it a completely foreign world to the molly.
"Duskbramble, I'll need you to help me try and make some dens. We can use some of these branches and twoleg contraptions to make shelter." Pronghornstar turned to the only able bodied feline in their ragtag group before turning her attention back toward the others. "The rest of you get some rest. None of you will be much help later on if you push yourselves now." Her words were somewhat harsh, but there was no sense in sugarcoating the truth - should her Clan try to over exert themselves then they'd only hinder their recovery, and the last thing PrairieClan needed was more cats on the verge of joining StarClan.
Just as she was about to turn and start collecting items for dens, Pancake's apprehensive voice piped up. "I can help as well, if you'll allow me."
Pronghornstar swiveled her head to look at the loner. Again that hostility washed over her, claws itching to unsheathe, but she held herself down once more. The last thing the Clan needed was their leader's aggression clouding her judgement. "Your help is appreciated, Pancake," the leader mewed after a pause, and with that settled, she went on to collect supplies all the while staying within sights of her injured Clanmates.
[ so im thinking here we can wrap up this scene, and then once the indigo/sage scene connects back to this group, we can skip into the next day? ]
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 29, 2022 20:35:20 GMT -5
( sounds like a plan, fea! c: )
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Post by Brownie on Jan 29, 2022 20:50:51 GMT -5
[[ yep! I'll get something up for Indigothorn~
Depending on how this goes tho, we don't really have to "wait" for them, since it should be too hard to find the temp camp, we can just assume they trickle in at some point, maybe even make it evening by the time they get there or smth.
The only interactions that might be important from that reunion is like, Cherry/Sage, Sage tending wounds, maybe Indigothorn/Pancake if he wants to be angry at outsiders ]]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2022 20:59:50 GMT -5
[ that is a good point, brownie o:
i just didn't want you or teal to feel rushed with the indigo/sage scene, but just whenever yall are ready we can call it good and start a new day ^^ ]
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 29, 2022 21:07:28 GMT -5
( I think a Cherry/Sage reunion scene would be appropriate. Then we could call it a day and start a new, morning scene with Sage tending wounds and the gang making a travel plan or smth )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2022 21:08:46 GMT -5
[ i am 100% here for sibling reunion pls and thank u ]
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 29, 2022 21:12:25 GMT -5
( I had already typed up a small Cinderfall post to wrap up his part of the scene. is it alright if I throw that in, too? no one has to respond to it c: )
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Post by Brownie on Jan 29, 2022 21:19:46 GMT -5
- - - Ahhhh I've been thinking over all morning how Indigo would respond to all this cuz on one hand he's not dumb and wants to protect lil Sage, but on the other he's pretty dumb when it comes to delicate social interactions lmao
I'm still trying to settle on his personality, but I feel like he's a blunt hit-it-with-a-hammer kind of guy that is both desperate for and repulsed by attention if that makes sense? He'll probably have difficulties seeing other perspectives from his own at first, though he'll be forced to confront that side of himself once they start encountering more outsiders. He's also def a follower not a leader. - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Camp -- Sagepaw
He could hardly keep up with Sagepaw's movement, darting here and there as she bounced from idea to idea faster than her paws could keep up, sending the young she-cat tumbling around the clearing as she tried to go many directions at once. The sight was so familiar, so normal, that he twitched his whiskers and just watched for a few moments, amazed at her energy.
"Indigothorn, I need to get into the medicine den," the small molly finally settled on, coming to a rest as she peered over the grasses towards the heart of camp.
The grey tom shook his head. "Something's blocking the tunnel," he lied, "let's go meet the others first. Maybe Duskbramble and I can dig it out tomorrow." No, he couldn't take Sagepaw there. Couldn't-- He could see Hollypaw's lump of fur in his mind's eye, Mudfeather's dark tabby pelt somewhere behind: they were both right outside the medicine cat's tunnel and he would not let Sagepaw come close to that grisly scene. No.
Instead, Indigothorn tried to lead the medicine cat apprentice away. Pronghornstar had headed east last he'd seen; they'd have to round the edges of camp to head that direction, but he didn't mind taking the longer path if it meant avoiding the destruction inside. "Cinderfall is injured. They need you, Sagepaw." - - - Mintpatch PrairieClan Temp Base -- Everyone else
As soon as Pronghornstar started delegating roles, Mintpatch dragged herself closer to Cherrypaw and wrapped herself around his small form. "Time for rest," she said softly, touching her nose to his ear as she lowered herself to the ground. Her paws were glad for the rest and she flexed and stretched them slightly against the ground. The earth was still damp and she could feel the chill soaking into her fur, but for now the feeling just helped relax her muscles and didn't bite too deeply, though she knew she'd need something better to sleep on or else that chill would go straight for her joints.
She shivered at that thought and pushed her nose against Cherrypaw's pelt. "Can you help me, Cherrypaw?" Mintpatch mewed gently, "come here and keep me warm." The young cat needed the rest, maybe more than she did, and she itched to help clean out the scrapes on his flanks which had long since matted with blood. But she didn't want to push him too much, and she remembered how prickly she'd been at his age; hopefully asking for his help and giving him a task, however simple, would allow her to help him in turn. - - - |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 29, 2022 21:21:25 GMT -5
[[ go for it! Mint's done after this, if you want to give one more Cherry and hit the pause on that, Feather ]]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2022 21:35:00 GMT -5
[ yesss post up the cinderboy
And I’ll probably reply with Cherry sometime tomorrow, it’s getting late for me since I have work in the morning, but after tomorrow I got the next two days off so I’ll be a bit more active ~ ]
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 29, 2022 21:35:44 GMT -5
(All of this sounds good! I think I’ll wait for a time skip before posting for Songdapple again, may do a Duskbramble post later and I don’t think Sapphire is going to be involved with this at all)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2022 21:41:24 GMT -5
[ i was thinking eventually the clan could run into the various outsider members so they all get a chance to be used and get some spotlight, like I know pancake is gonna stick around, and i may add another cat or two the clan can meet during some point in their journey ]
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 29, 2022 21:42:15 GMT -5
( I love indigothorn! looking forward to seeing how his character arc unfolds :>
for cinder, I'm planning on having his injury play a big role in his development. he's the "stoic" of the group - loyal, hardworking, always ready to lend a helping paw - but he's not used to having other cats help him. being self-reliant is huge for him, so now that the roles are reversed, I'm thinking he's gonna have to learn to accept kindness from others and not see it as weakness as he recuperates.
of course, sagepaw's gonna be all about growing up fast while still trying to retain some innocence, burdens of responsibility, all that jazz.
speaking of which, writing a sage post now! ^^ )
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 29, 2022 21:53:24 GMT -5
[ im so excited to see how everybody’s character arcs go, they all sound so interesting so far, and im loving all these characters!!
I feel like Pronghornstar has always been somewhat aggressive towards outsiders, a bit too ready for battle when it comes to adversaries, while other emotions have been sort of stunted for her but still carrying logic - she’ll have to learn to curb her territorial side now that they don’t have a territory, and especially now that they’ll need outsiders to join if they wanna rebuild the clan
Cherry’s always been feisty and temperamental, though that’s certainly been dampened. As the journey goes on he’s gonna be a lot more snappy and on edge once his current shock is treated, probably only really being civil toward Sage until he works out his grief and survivor’s guilt fully, which is gonna take a while
Then Pancake is just a cat trying to help. He’s a bit overwhelmed by being around so many others, but he’s gonna want to stick around and see to it that the Clan is okay, and he’s more than likely going to go with them on their journey and offer advice whenever he can all the while working on his doubts - he feels like he doesn’t belong since he hasn’t known these cats his whole life and wasn’t part of the clan, he’s still an outsider despite helping and becoming friends with the others ]
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 29, 2022 22:09:57 GMT -5
(The way I haven’t thought of character arcs yet :’) still getting a feel for the characters)
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 29, 2022 22:18:55 GMT -5
CINDERFALL prairieclan temp base / with the clan & pancake
"Then I suppose we must thank you, Pancake, for bringing her back to us," said Cinderfall. There was no warmth to his voice. He disliked the idea of allowing a stranger to stay in their midst when the Clan was so vulnerable, and he especially detested the notion of having to rely on an outsider for help, but their options were limited. His eyes lingered on the loner a heartbeat longer than they needed to, letting the other tom know, in a nonthreatening way, that he was being watched.
He listened as plans were made for the evening. He felt pleased to be given instructions again - something to do other than listlessly standing around and thinking about how miserable he was. He dipped his head to his leader and moved on to the task of finding a suitable place to sleep for the night. He shuffled over and began scraping together some bits of loose grass to weave a makeshift nest for himself. As the others dispersed, he caught Songdapple's eye. She seemed as tired and anxious as he felt. He offered her a small, reassuring smile that barely curved the corners of his mouth: a Cinderfall trademark. "It will be alright," he mewed. "Come morning we will all feel a lot better after a good night of rest. And we will find Sagepaw." One way or another.
No sooner did the words leave his mouth than a jubilant cry rang out nearby. "Aaaand she's behind me, isn't she?" He glanced over his good shoulder and with genuine delight watched the two apprentices reunite. After the day they'd had, the Clan deserved some good news.
SAGEPAW prairieclan temp base / with the clan & pancake
Sagepaw gently bounced off of Indigothorn's side as the warrior stepped in front of her. She took a step back and looked up at him, her nose wrinkled in confusion. "Oh. Blocked. Okay then." His solution made sense. Twilight was beginning to gather around them, and soon, it would be too dark to see to the others' injuries. The herbs could wait until morning. "Guess we'll come back and dig it out tomorrow," she said by way of agreement. With a decisive nod, she fell in behind him as the warrior led her around the outskirts of the ruined camp.
There was a scrap of fur sprawled across the ground nearby that looked too big to be freshkill. She shuddered and tried not to look at the bodies too closely. They'd need to be dressed with rosemary and mint for a proper vigil later. She knew how, of course, but in her two moons of training she had yet to see a dead cat up close. She hoped Mudfeather would let her stay behind and tend to the wounded while the medicine cat prepared the bodies. Her Clanmates would probably want a chance to say goodbye to their lost loved ones before... before whatever came next.
Shaking herself, Sagepaw put on another burst of speed to catch up. She had to jog to keep pace with the taller, older cat beside her. She remained silent as they made their way out of camp. Her brain was too buzzy with anticipation to form coherent sentences.
Indigothorn was taking her east. Sagepaw was surprised her Clanmates had made it this far beyond the camp if they were as injured as he'd said. Maybe that meant their condition wasn't so bad! She glanced up at him, about to ask him where they were going, when the familiar scent of other cats drew her attention. The scent of home. Out of all the identifying aromas that drifted to her, she knew exactly which one belonged to her brother. It was tinged with blood.
"Cherrypaw?" Sagepaw yelped, stumbling over her paws in her haste to rejoin the group. "Cherrypaw! Cherrypaw, it's me, really me! I'm here!" She shot past Indigothorn, bounding toward the worn shape of Mintpatch and the smaller, orange figure tucked into her side. Mintpatch! It was really her! And there was Pronghornstar, standing right over there! And Cinderfall and Duskbramble and Songdapple and someone else she didn't recognize! Her chest felt like it was going to burst. Sagepaw overestimated the distance between herself and Mintpatch and tumbled right over the elder's side, flopping onto Cherrypaw. She used the momentum from her tumble to roll off of her brother and back into a standing position. "Oh, I'm so glad you're okay! You... you are okay, aren't you?"
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2022 16:59:55 GMT -5
At first all there was to Cherrypaw was the soft requests of Mintpatch. He followed what she said without saying anything at all, mouth shut and eyes downcast as he inched toward the elder. He knew that the Clan was finally resting, the able bodied warriors creating something of a makeshift camp for them to spend the night as twilight encased the world around them. Technically he should be helping. While he had suffered a few scratches, Cherrypaw was otherwise fine. No part of him was in pain. Instead all that there was was a drumming numbness rippling through him. Hollypaw was gone, and Sagepaw very well could be, too.
Like fragile rock he crumbled down next to Mintpatch. Usually the ginger feline would have fussed and resort to sharp words should any cat ask him for help or treat him like a bird with a broken wing, but Cherrypaw didn’t have it in him. Not today, and maybe not ever again. There just wasn’t any spark left.
He was content to lay there for the entire night, helping keep Mintpatch warm while she exchanged her warmth with him, but it wasn’t long before a familiar voice tickled at his ears. For a moment he wondered if he had simply imagined the voice, his grief for his littermates pulling some cruel joke on him. He wanted Sagepaw to be okay. He wanted her to be another survivor. Cherrypaw didn’t know what he would do if he lost his other sister, but as bleak as things were turning out for the Clan, he couldn't help but feel as if he had lost it all. No more Hollypaw, no more Sagepaw. He was the last one left.
Just before despair could take him fully, a huge weight flung itself on top of him, causing him to lose all the breath inside his lungs. Momentum had him tumbling through the soggy ground, and fortunately his body stopped not too far away, but the shock of being pounced on was enough to jar him into reality.
Cherrypaw jolted upward back onto his paws. Jaw agape, all he could do was stare at the cinnamon pelt of Sagepaw. ”Sage…Sagepaw,” Cherrypaw breathlessly whispered, a new sort of shock rushing through his body.
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Post by Tealraven on Jan 30, 2022 18:47:05 GMT -5
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( it reads just fine to me, fea! c:
hope this is a suitable way to end the scene ^^' )
- - - SAGEPAW prairieclan temp base / with the clan & pancake
Sagepaw took in her brother's wide-eyed, shocked expression and felt a pang of embarrassment. "Oh, I'm sorry, Cherrypaw. I didn't mean to worry you." She leaned forward and bumped noses with him, an affectionate gesture, before taking a step back and looking him over. She tilted her head as she inspected his condition. "You aren't hurt, are you?" His fur was matted with a dark, crusty substance. She couldn't tell how much of the blood was his or someone else's. He wasn't showing any obvious signs of blood loss, though. Night was falling, so it was getting hard to see, but nothing else seemed immediately wrong or out of place. No broken bones or dislocated limbs as far as she could discern. She could take a closer look in the morning. "No, no, nothing too serious," she murmured, more to herself than to Cherrypaw. The molly blew out a relieved breath.
In fact, he seemed to be suffering more from shock and grief than pain. Emotions took longer to heal than injuries. She gave him a reassuring smile. "Hey, it's okay! I'm here now. We're going to be alright." Her cinnamon fur was tinted a deep crimson by the dying sun. The ginger siblings were two small flames flickering in the gloom. Sagepaw was suddenly aware of how tired she was. Her whole body was exhausted from being constantly tense. It wasn't until she curled in beside Cherrypaw, his scent comforting and his fur warm against hers, that she finally relaxed. "As long as... we're together... nothing... can go wrong," she told him, failing to stifle a yawn. Her comment was as much a reminder for herself as it was for him.
It wasn't until after dark had fully settled over the grasslands, until after she hovered on the edge of wakefulness and dreams, until after Cherrypaw's breathing had eased beside her, that she realized she'd forgotten to ask him about Hollypaw.
Ask him tomorrow, she told herself drowsily. Sagepaw closed her eyes and let sleep take her.
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 30, 2022 18:47:13 GMT -5
(Going to make a little post for Duskbramble soon and then I'm going to wait for a timeskip)
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Post by Brownie on Jan 30, 2022 19:04:23 GMT -5
- - - Ye here's the last short bits for me before we cut to morning (: - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Temp Camp -- Everyone <3
They hadn't gotten far, but Indigothorn hadn't expected them to. Not while the group had Mintpatch and the injured Cinderfall to care for.
The spot they'd chosen to rest wasn't to Indigothorn's liking; they didn't have a lot of shelter here, besides a few short, scrubby bushes that popped up in clusters in the grasslands, and they didn't have any vantage in the flatness of the prairie. He was uncomfortable enough being out of their protected camp this late, let alone with only a handful of cats and even fewer that could fight. Sagepaw spotted Cherrypaw and dashed off, tripping over poor Mintpatch to tumble her brother. Indigothorn turned to Pronghornstar instead, dipping his head to the leader wordlessly to announce their arrival, before he too looked for somewhere to rest.
They'd found Songdapple; the tortoiseshell was already resting, a pile of cobwebs shining in the crimson sunset over her leg. Beside her was a cream colored tomcat Indigothorn didn't recognize. He felt his hackles rise slightly as the outsider said something softly to Songdapple, but he obviously wasn't doing anything to harm them and so he let it go only after checking that Pronghornstar was keeping an eye on him. Instead, he chose a place near where Cinderfall rested, on the opposite side of the space, where some other cat had gathered a few straggling dried grasses into the tussock to make it more comfortable.
Indigothorn would deal with everything else in the morning. - - - Mintpatch PrairieClan Temp Base -- Everyone else
The elder heard Sagepaw only moments before she saw the ginger apprentice sprinting her direction, and she barely had time to hunch her shoulders before Sagepaw leapt overtop her and tackled Cherrypaw, rolling them both across the ground. "Gentle," Mintpatch warned quietly, though she knew Sagepaw wouldn't be listening, intent as she was at checking her brother's condition.
She purred as she watched Sagepaw fuss over Cherrypaw, relieved that they'd have a medicine cat with a little more training than Mintpatch's... more practical knowledge. They'd need it.
Indigothorn came in behind her, the tomcat stiffening at the sight of Pancake as most the others had. But he didn't confront the loner, just slunk off to find a nest near Cinderfall that Duskbramble had prepared earlier. Now that Cherrypaw was taken care of, she pulled herself to her paws and found somewhere softer to sleep closer to Pronghornstar, where the leader had arranged a few more temporary nests under a fragrant bush. It was still chilly, but the grasses insulated her from the worst of the harsh ground and the chill, and she took a deep breath of the flower scent, calming her and pulling her quickly to sleep. - - - |
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Jan 30, 2022 19:45:59 GMT -5
They had found everyone now and it was getting late, Duskbramble yawned and looked at Sagepaw. The young molly had so much responsibility to take on as PrairieClan's sole medicine cat. Would she be getting her full name? How was she going to handle this responsibility being dumped onto her shoulders? Those were all questions to be answered tomorrow, it was time to sleep.
"I think I'm going to sleep," Duskbramble meowed as he strayed away from the group. "I'll see everyone tomorrow," he wandered towards a small patch that didn't have anything covering it and curled up, drifting off to sleep. Better get some rest, tomorrow, they needed a plan. (Last post until timeskip) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2022 19:49:24 GMT -5
[ gonna get one last cherry reply in and then we should be ready for the timeskip nwn
edit - or i might do a cherry post and then do the timeskip with that ]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 30, 2022 20:10:30 GMT -5
[[ Also having kinda taken a nap in a shortgrass prairie tussock... those layers of dead grasses are so freaking soft.
Full of ticks tho
kinda ruins the vibe ]]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2022 20:10:53 GMT -5
Sagepaw was okay. There was no doubt in Cherrypaw's mind that she was here right now, in the flesh, looking like her usual self with perhaps an edge of weariness to her. She was safe, she was sound, she was his sister. Her flanks moved with the stirrings of breath, letting Cherrypaw know that she was alive. She was okay.
Images quickly flashed in Cherrypaw's mind of Hollypaw. How still her body had been, how tattered her ginger fur had looked when he last saw her, her body stuck in the ruins of camp. Cherrypaw shivered. Did Sagepaw know that their sister hadn't made it through the storm? He doubted it; she seemed much too jolly to have the knowledge that Hollypaw was now in StarClan. Just how many cats did she know about? Was she aware that Mudfeather was no longer with them as well? Something told Cherrypaw that his sister had no idea, that no cat had broken the news to her. Should he tell her? He felt like it was only right to break the news to her, but right now, Cherrypaw didn't have the energy. He did want to be the one to tell her, though, or at least be the cat that told her about Hollypaw, no matter how broken saying that she was dead would make him feel. It was one thing to know that his sister was gone, but another to verbally admit to it.
For now, he remained silent. Instead, he curled up against the familiar warmth of his remaining sister, soaking in her presence. The last thing he heard was her sleep-riddled promise that nothing could go wrong so long as they stayed together, and that alone was enough to put something of a smile on the tomcat's face before he drifted off into sleep.
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Morning came quicker than he had expected. Cherrypaw could have remained sleeping for longer had it not been for the voice of Pronghornstar rousing him, the leader's voice ringing out around the temporary camp.
"Now that we have all gotten rest, I ask that all cats gather for a Clan meeting."
Cherrypaw let out an involuntary grumble. His body longed for more rest, his muscles sore and every part of him aching, but reluctantly, he uncurled his body and sluggishly sat up, fur a mess and sleep dusting his eyes, but he had no intentions on fixing his appearance. It was too early for him to care about all that right now. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2022 20:11:35 GMT -5
[[ Also having kinda taken a nap in a shortgrass prairie tussock... those layers of dead grasses are so freaking soft. Full of ticks tho kinda ruins the vibe ]] [ grass naps are so nicevery buggy tho, like you said ] |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 30, 2022 20:21:38 GMT -5
[[ Also having kinda taken a nap in a shortgrass prairie tussock... those layers of dead grasses are so freaking soft. Full of ticks tho kinda ruins the vibe ]] [ grass naps are so nicevery buggy tho, like you said ] [[ ikr even if I'm probably slightly allergic cuz I break out whenever I'm there but it's so nice it doesn't matter being a little itchy <3 The reason I was in the grasses so long was actually to survey the bugs haha. Bugs are good Ticks are evil though, esp since they shouldn't have been OUT after the frost :( but luckily I haven't ever gotten a tick IN me yet; I'm pretty religious about doing tick checks after being out in the field tho, since they both gross me out and because I work so closely with bugs and bug diseases to know just how much those things can really get you if they have something nasty in em. ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2022 20:27:03 GMT -5
[ i always break out a bit too after grass naps, but it's worth it
bugs are friends, i love them all, ticks are a little iffy but they're good snacks for my chickens so i don't mind them for that reason
anytime i come back from being outside i make sure to check for ticks, especially seed ticks, i remember getting so many on me a few times when i was younger ]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 30, 2022 20:42:02 GMT -5
- - - All our poor babies </3 Time for day 1 of rebuilding
also, since they're in one place, I'm just going to put who's being interacted directly with in my tags for easy ID when scrolling thru~ - - - Indigothorn PrairieClan Temp Camp -- Cinderfall
When Indigothorn woke, the first thing he realized was that he was cold. The second was that his shoulders ached. The grey warrior felt like an elder as he dragged himself from the makeshift nest with a dull groan, trying to stretch some life into his muscles. He hadn't hurt much the day before --adrenaline kept him going for the first half, and by then he'd moved around enough to have limbered his soreness-- but sleeping in the chilly autumn (OOC: I'm assuming autumn cuz tornado season, correct me if I'm wrong) air without any shelter, waking with dew in silvered beads down his flanks, made the wounds on his shoulders and back tighten.
But Indigothorn wasn't one to complain much, at least without an audience, as so he stretched and peeked over the dew-silvered grasses to Pronghornstar, who was calling them awake. Instead of going there directly, he detoured to where Cinderfall had a nest, knowing the silver tom had been limping the day before, and that if he was sore, then Cinderfall's wound must definitely be aching too. "Need a paw?" he asked. Indigothorn shook out dew from his long fur, getting the worst of the moisture out. He'd have time to clean it properly after the meeting, he hoped. - - - Mintpatch PrairieClan Temp Base -- Everyone else
Mintpatch slept like a rock. Which was good, she supposed, because she needed it, and that meant the fever was well and gone for good. She didn't know anyone who slept well when they were feverish and she'd been no exception, tossing and turning and aching those nights in the medicine cats' den. Since then, the fever would fade and return, Mudfeather said she was strong and would fight it off eventually, but that old cats like them took a little longer with everything, illness included.
She tested a deep breath. Still rattling, but it was a little easier now, a little less likely to draw up a cough that shook her soul. Mintpatch didn't want to get up. The nest was somewhat chilly, sure, but the flowers and bush had provided enough cover that she was warm and comfortable nestled deep in the grasses. She tucked her nose under her tail.
She could hear Pronghornstar well enough from here, she decided, and it wasn't as if she was going to be sent out hunting anyways; her coughing would alert every mouse in the territory. The elder chuckled at that, feeling like a rebellious apprentice as she remained nestled in the makeshift nest, watching the others awaken and move like ghosts between the fronds of the bush. Her paws tapped against the grasses, claws curling as if there was prey underneath, every time she heard a word from her Clanmates, she had to resist the urge to laugh again, as if staying beneath the bush was instead to hide from a pesky mentor or perhaps Tallpaw, who had always bothered her all those moons ago. - - - |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 30, 2022 20:44:47 GMT -5
[[ Good for the chickens! Get rid of those ticks!
seed ticks.. probably what we call deer ticks up here? the smaller ones with a darker almost reddish shield?
I'm always annoyed that the smaller ticks are the ones that are evil :/ not only do you have to be more careful, but the males are SO TINY ]]
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