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Post by aether on Jun 19, 2022 17:19:58 GMT -5
[ pretty sure that we are just tying up loose end so that we can move on. so if you still have replies and stuff and you want to finish those scenes, you can do that! ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 19, 2022 17:23:48 GMT -5
^^^^ I've got new day starters written up already that I'll wait to post, I'm just waiting to see if we can wrap up a few scenes, or we could sum up what happens in the scenes that aren't quite finished yet
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 19, 2022 22:07:26 GMT -5
i was actually waiting for thejadestorm to reply for the boa rp, but should i just finish it?
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Post by thejadestorm on Jun 19, 2022 22:18:45 GMT -5
((ah, i must have misunderstood in that case i don't really have much to add, the scenes felt conclusive to me - unless finished means going 'til the end of the day and the cats go to sleep?)) butterflypaw
with boa gang
Butterflypaw helped the group move Turtlestream, wincing at her wails. "It's okay, it's okay, we're getting you back to camp," she said, trying to sound as soothing as possible.
I hope she'll be alright... she thought as the sight of the camp entrance approached. Please let everything be alright...
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 19, 2022 22:38:03 GMT -5
I gave up on the pic lol) Seabreeze With - Algaewing
Location - Camp
Tag - thejadestorm
Seabreeze looked at Algaewing, not knowing what to say. She fidgeted nervously at being near the healer she-cat. She treaded carefully, afraid anything she said be insensitive. "Do you..umm...want to do it today or tommorow?" she said awkwardly. She looked up at the dark sky. "It looks like it'll be sundown soon..." She didn't know why talking to Algaewing felt so weird. After all, they were distanced cousins... Her thought wandered away once again. |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 19, 2022 22:44:33 GMT -5
Cliffstorm With - open
Location - Calm Falls
Tag - nobody and everyone
Cliffstorm had decided to stay at the Calm Falls after Rookfall had gone. He still had needed more time to think over the events in the coming days and deciding who to support. Though had had still not come close to deciding. All he had done was to get his mind in a muddle. He had decided to go back to the camp, the sky already dark. I'll sleep on it, he decided as he trudged through the undergrowth, finally reaching camp. he headed straight for the fresh-kill pile, hoping for a simple piece of prey. |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 19, 2022 22:53:26 GMT -5
Risingbrook With - boa gang
Location - Outside camp
Tag - thejadestorm
Risingbrook had been surprised but happy at his mother's waking up. He felt a sense of pride of his mother. After all that had happened, she still cared deeply about her loved ones, asking them to leave her and run. Risingbrook had felt a fierce sense of loyalty to the scout. he would not abandon her.
As the group of cats neared the camp, Risingbrook thought about the reactions of the other cats. They would all have different reactions. Coconutfall would be sleeping in his den, with no reaction. Risingbrook felt a wave of dislike to the Oracle. Why couldn’t he be more active in other happenings? Did all the oracle learn about in training self-pity? He bit his lip in anger. He quickly calmed himself down, then went back to his thoughts. The other Healers would be surprised, maybe. He was surprised too. Boas rarely bit, after all. His thought carried over to the boa. He wished fervently that he had finished the boa off. His mind was whirling with horrifying thoughts. What if it hurts another cat? the thought was too scary for words.
He pulled himself from his thoughts. They were at the camp entrance. He braced himself for the reactions of his Clanmates as he pulled Turtlestream through the camp entrance. |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 19, 2022 22:58:00 GMT -5
Hi Feathertalon, can I make ocean's reclaimed cats? I noticed there aren't any..
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 20, 2022 3:58:13 GMT -5
If you want! c:
I was thinking of adding Palmshade to that list so I may do that if there's more cats to add
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Post by aether on Jun 20, 2022 6:03:36 GMT -5
[ i'm free!!! C': can do alllllllll the rping without worrying about silly exams now :-p ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 20, 2022 6:58:08 GMT -5
Heck yeah!! That's always such a good feeling
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 20, 2022 7:46:12 GMT -5
Ebony - 30 moons old - she-cat - kittypet
A black, lithe she-cat with unique blue eyes and a nametag attached to a pink collar.
( quiet, calm, unpredictable )
I won't reveal much about her just yet (I know who her mate is, I just don't want to reveal him yet).
FAMILY TREE
Ebony x ??? = Ripplepaw, Cinnamon
Cinnamon - 7 moons old - she-cat - rogue
A ginger she-cat with striking green eyes.
( cheerful, childish, happy-go-lucky )
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 20, 2022 7:47:25 GMT -5
Sorry if I was a bit annoying with Ripple's nightmare thing i just really wanted to post it bc it was so fun to write
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 20, 2022 7:50:36 GMT -5
Don't forget a Tom as well ^^;
I know I'm super annoying with that
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 20, 2022 10:00:06 GMT -5
im gonna go ahead and post these starters since i'm gonna be busy soon and dont know when exactly i'll be back home if anybody still had replies from the first day scenes they can still go ahead and post them ~ also all my cats are open, i just made starters for some characters i didn't do as much with in the first day scenes, just let me know if you wanna do something with any of the others and i'll get something up for them ^^ ] Redwave »
with open
A few days had passed since the dramatic boa attack. Gecko Ravine was still closed off as by orders of Coconutfall, who seemed more preoccupied with spending time with Sandheart than anything else. Only once or twice did Redwave see the oracle go into the healers’ den to check in on Swiftsplash and Turtlestream, and each time he exited the Clan received no answers of what was going on. Not only was there still an aggressive boa on the loose, but more and more cats were starting to suffer from the same bugs that had crawled onto Swiftsplash. Even Redwave himself had felt an itch or two, his skin irritated and dry underneath his pelt, but he dared not go to the healers. There was nothing he wanted from them. Not even Algaewing or Lilypool could force him to go inside for all he wanted was to stay out of camp. Every so often he had returned, mostly to drop off some morsels of prey and grab a quick bite to eat as well, but he had been staying less and less frequently at home, preferring to stay out in the territory.
During one of the few times he had been inside camp he had noticed Coconutfall finally taking Tigerpaw out for some training. Redwave’s jealousy had never burned brighter in that moment, seeing his - no, their - father give all his attention to his youngest son. He had even seen the oracle attempt conversations with Lionpaw and Whitepaw as well, though how that had gone down, Redwave had no idea, but one thing was clear to him. Coconutfall had a new family. No longer did he care about him or his sisters, all he cared about was those three little kits he had had with Sandheart.
Anger welled up inside him, hot and boiling. With a growl the ginger tom lashed out at the nearest tree, slashing his claws into the bark. He hissed, long and sharp, as his claws slid downward until his paw was back on the ground. Fur bristling, he lashed what little of a tail he had, glaring, furious. Family was supposed to be important. Family wasn’t supposed to fall apart. The Ocean had given Coconutfall a loving mate to raise kits with, a litter that, out of the three of them, one was supposed to be chosen to succeed him. Yet Coconutfall had thrown that all away. He had sired another litter in secret with another molly, and from that litter he had picked his son as the neophyte. What if that son was supposed to be me? He thought bitterly, no longer standing there but skulking through the undergrowth until the trees and bushes thinned out and led his paws into sand. Redwave stared out across the beach and toward the Ocean through narrowed eyes. He glanced upward to the sky. Sunhigh had yet to come, but already a group of dark, gloomy clouds were rolling toward land from the sea. It looked like a storm was headed their way. Crocodilefang »
with open
It was clear that a storm was approaching. The humidity was rising, and the scent of rain was growing thicker. Still, the world outside of camp looked bright yet, telling Crocodilefang that there was still just enough time to go on a quick scouting mission. He yearned to get out of camp, his paws needing to stay busy rather than keep himself cooped up in camp. It had been some time since he had last scouted near Scarmaw’s Liar, surely the border would need to be reinforced. The mangroves were the Clan’s furthest point from camp, but surely a patrol would be able to make it back in time before the storm hit, especially if they left soon and left no room for distractions or anything else. It would have to be just a scouting mission, no hunters or healers tagging along to do their own work. That also meant Crocodilefang had to find a cat or two that wasn’t so deep in the Clan drama that they’d want to waste the whole patrol with useless gossip. The tomcat huffed. That was going to be the hard part, he assumed.
From where he sat near the scouts’ den, he looked around camp, trying to figure out who all was out and about at the moment. Some of the scouts were probably already busy with other tasks, like helping the morning’s hunting patrol or watching over the healers as they gathered herbs that were easier to collect in the morning. That would make finding open scouts even more difficult, and on top of that Swiftsplash and Turtlestream were still on light duty, confined to camp. Crocodilefang grumbled to himself. He’d much rather take a patrol to reinforce a border, but if it came down to it, he’d go on his own. Some cat needed to check on their borders, after all.
Whitepaw »
with open
Things were starting to look a little better, Whitepaw supposed. Coconutfall was now getting out of his den, not that he was leading the Clan anymore than he was when he kept himself inside, but he was at least starting to train Tigerpaw. He had even spoken with Whitepaw, though the two hadn’t made it very far in their relationship. Coconutfall seemed genuine in his attempt to connect with his daughter, and Whitepaw did appreciate that, but it felt awkward to her, having a cat step in as her father after she had gone eight moons without one. If anything she was glad to see that he was trying. She would need more time, but she’d give it a chance. He made her mother happy, and Tigerpaw had been ecstatic when the oracle had finally started his training. The night after his first day of training had kept him up all night, wanting to tell his littermates all about it. Eventually Whitepaw had shut him up, telling him that all three of them needed sleep if they wanted to do their best at training the next day; that had at least gotten Whitepaw some rest if anything. Whether or not Tigerpaw had been able to sleep that night was left unknown.
What was known to Whitepaw, though, was the fact that her Clanmates overall still weren’t feeling better with everything going on. She still heard murmurs and whispers of cats speaking badly about her and her family. She still heard cats speaking softly about how worried they were about the scouts that had been attacked by the boa some days ago. That was something Whitepaw could get behind if anything. Gecko Ravine was closed off, but she wanted to go out there and do something about that boa. Who cared if it was infested with bugs? Some cat needed to do something about it so that the Clan would feel safe again, so that they could use those hunting grounds again.
Whitepaw lashed her tail. She was just an apprentice, but maybe the cat that needed to do something was Whitepaw herself. If she could just find some cat to go with her - she knew it would be stupid of her to go at this alone - then that’s exactly what she’d busy herself with today. |
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Post by aether on Jun 20, 2022 18:10:21 GMT -5
[ looks good!!
i'm writing up some posts now! C: ]
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Post by aether on Jun 20, 2022 18:42:14 GMT -5
 Archwhisker
With - [ Redwave ]
Location - [ Beach ]
Undoubtedly, the most positive aspect of being a scout was the ability to leave the camp with a moments notice. Archwhisker closed his eyes as the winds from the ocean tugged at his pelt, with the oncoming storm came the beginnings of wild weather. The camp had felt restless recently and even Archwhisker, who wasn't totally clued onto social antics, realised this. He had been pleased to see Coconutfall interact with his clanmates once more - something that Archwhisker attributed to his brotherly talk a few days before. That aided in returning a sense of normalcy to the camp, although in true clan-life fashion there was already a new threat. The aggressive boa.
Archwhisker sighed, rising from his seated position as another gust of wind pummeled his flank. When he turned, he saw Redwave entering the beach. There was a something of a scowl on the red toms countenance, his demeanor seemed angry, the toms head was low, the fur along his shoulders appeared ruffled.
...Do I say something to him? Archwhisker flicked his ears. Being the uncle for all of the newly troubled cats (including Redwaves littermates and Sandhearts kits) surely came with some sort of responsibility. Right? However there was another problem; Redwave was simply difficult to talk too. He wasn't the most reasonable sort of cat. Contemplating the idea of avoiding discussion altogether, Archwhisker took a few steps back up the beach towards the treeline, stopping when he looked down noticed a crab scuttling along the sand. It was no bigger than his paw pad, moving in zigzag motions to get back to the safety of the water. Fine! I'll go talk to him.There was no logical reason for the crab to inspire Archwhisker to approach Redwave; perhaps it was because the crab was also red in colour. Perhaps it was because Archwhisker knew deep inside that he should talk to Redwave.
Archwhisker trudged at a relaxed pace towards his nephew, calling out as he neared, "Lovely weather, hmm?" He stopped a tail length or two from the red tom and sat, curling his tail over his paws. "Although I suppose being soaked in a storm still beats being in camp." As he spoke he looked towards the dark grey storm clouds in the distance.
 Rookfall
With - [ ]
Location - [ Healers Den]
Tag - [ @ ]
Today's the day! Rookfall shook out his short pelt, ignoring a nagging itch at the bottom of his spine. Two days prior, Rookfall had accompanied Vanillabloom to Palm Coast and had listened carefully when she described the different herbs that one would find. She'd even shown him how to collect aloe, which had been interesting, the rigid plant was filled with a sticky substance and it had felt strange when he got it on his paw. Since then, Rookfall had been nervously wondering how he would be able to naturally make use of his newfound skill. Instead of approaching Lilypool he simply... avoided her. What if I'm just being silly about it all! Every time he even considered the idea his pelt grew hot and he simply shook his head, not able to imagine a scenario in which things went the way he planned.
However, in true Drizzlefur fashion, she'd seemingly read his mind. Despite the gentle teasing he received from her, she promised that she wouldn't tell anyone about his feelings. She did, however, give him a script and enough of a sisterly push to get him to this position.
Now, Rookfall stood just outside the healers den, fidgeting his paws and tail anxiously. Okay, remember what to say. He cleared his throat and nudged his head inside, blinking to allow his eyes to get accustomed to the different lighting in the den. "Er, uh, hello?" He began shyly. "Anyone around?" He asked.
[ Ideally Rookfall wants to see Lilypool but I don't mind who answers! ]
 Hootpaw
With - [ Open ]
Location - [ Camp ]
Tag - [ @ ]
Yawning, Hootpaw stretched in her nest. Although it was near sun-high, she'd been hunting late with Risingbrook the night before and had been given permission to rest for the morning. It was perfect for the raven-coloured molly who spent much of her time avoiding interactions with half of her denmates. It had been rather painful listening to Tigerpaw babble on and on about Coconutfall! One day the tabby tom was gloomy about his newfound father and the next he was on cloud nine - there was that consistency to him!
Her stomach yearned to be filled and Hootpaw determined that was her first mission; breakfast. She slipped out of the apprentice den and trotted in a beeline towards the fresh kill pile. Her eyes set on a woodswallow and she picked it up in her jaws before stepping a few paces away from the pile to sit and eat.
[ Hootpaw is just chillin' ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 20, 2022 18:57:51 GMT -5
Slowly but surely coconutsand can be happy
I'll reply with red and lily in a bit, just gotta wash the dishes and stuff first ^^
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 20, 2022 19:58:43 GMT -5
Seabreeze With - Rookfall
Location - Healers Den
Tag - aether
Seabreeze, once again, was up early, arranging herbs. She liked to know how much herbs they had. Seabreeze, still doubtful about the measures, had purposefully counted the exact number of limes they had. She also was trying to figure out which herbs would be good for a flea prevention. Mint, eucalyptus... she could find many of those in the stores.
Upon hearing a voice outside of the den, Seabreeze popped her head out more confidently. She was surprised to see Rookfall standing outside. She cocked her head in question. “What do you need?” |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 20, 2022 20:08:06 GMT -5
Cliffstorm With - open
Location - Healers den
Tag - open
Cliffstorm woke up near her well-fought over spot at the front of the den, stretching. It was such a sunny day. Gulls were fly through the air, squawking.
Cliffstorm decided to visit Turtlestream. It had been a bug shock as his brothers had pulled her body through the camp entrance a few days ago. Briskly walking towards the healers den, he saw Rookfall and Seabreeze talking outside the den. Looking for Lilypool are you Rookfall, he thought, his whiskers twitching. Not wanting to interrupt the two cats conversation, she went in deeper into the den, saying, “Um... hello? Anyone there?” |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 20, 2022 20:19:15 GMT -5
Redwave »
Despite being out in the open along the beach, Redwave had not expected to be approached. Most cats knew not to attempt a conversation with the red tom by now, realizing that he didn’t want to be spoken to; those who tried to reach out to the tom were met with a scathing stare and harsh words. He wasn’t in the mood to interact with his Clanmates, regardless of who they were.
The voice calling out to him was familiar. The fur along his spine bristled higher, his hackles rising. In some ways Archwhisker’s voice was too similar to Coconutfall’s. There was a distinct lilt to their words, something about it that paired the two tomcats well. They were littermates, after all, surely they would have something similar in the way they spoke. Agitation burned brighter in Redwave’s chest. He had never had a problem with his uncle as he was usually rather distant and had mostly kept out of the drama Coconutfall had started, but right now Redwave wanted nothing to do with his family, uncle or not.
He stared at Archwhisker through narrowed eyes. He realized it would be hard to chase his uncle off, and while he did want to be alone, it was somewhat soothing that Archwhisker wasn’t immediately bringing up the drama or the fact that Redwave was avoiding camp like it was riddled with disease - though, he supposed it somewhat was given the recent bug infested boa attacks. For now, he decided, Archwhisker could stay.
Redwave turned away from the other tom and glanced out toward the sky once more. Hackles lowering and fur smoothing down, he shook his head, sighing slowly, tightly. ”It’s about time we get rain. Haven’t seen any in a few days now.” It was strange that there hadn’t been rain in a few days considering it was the wet season, but a storm was clearly on its way now. It would make its way onto land within the hour with the rate the clouds were rolling in. redwave was sure he would still be outside of camp even then, as he would much rather be stuck outside in the rain than trapped inside camp, that much Archwhisker had right.
Lilypool »
It had been a long few days. From family drama to boa attacks, Lilypool had been working nonstop. There had been going to Calm Falls the other day with Algaewing, but that had been right before the boa attack. They didn’t even get the chance to really look for hibiscus flowers before Basiltail had appeared and gave them the news that Swiftsplash had been attacked. Then not long after they had made it to camp Turtlestream had been dragged to camp as the next victim. Along with that came the bugs. Lilypool still had no idea what they were, but she was determined to figure it out and find a remedy for them. So far the flea treatment had been enough to soothe the skin of those who had been infected, but the bugs still remained. That troubled Lilypool. She had been hoping that treating them as fleas would make them die off, but that wasn’t the case. It was worrying, but it told her that she just needed to try harder until she found something that did the job.
Deep in thought she was unaware of a cat approaching the healers’ den until two voices echoed in the back of her mind.
Turning away from the pile of herbs she had been pondering over, Lilypool noticed Rookfall peeking his head inside. She offered a greeting through a flick of her tail, remaining silent as it appeared to her that Seabreeze was already speaking to the questioning tom.
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 20, 2022 21:56:07 GMT -5
Waveshadow - Ocean's Reclaimed - 56 moons - tom
a blue tom with darker rings
[smart - confusing - understanding]
Mate to Turtlestream. Father to Seabreeze, Cliffstorm, Risingbrook and Ospreyfeather
Kelpleaf - Ocean's Reclaimed - 101 moons - tom
a black tom with green eyes
[humourous - joking - unserious]
Mate to Coastdawn. Father to Turtlestream and Whalespirit.
Coralsplash - Ocean's Reclaimed - 106 moons - she-cat
a ginger she-cat with blue eyes
[mystical - dreamy - sharp]
Sister to Coastdawn, Palmshade and Beachpaw. Daughter to Skystone and Mantaheart
Family Tree:
Skystone x Mantaheart = Palmshade, Coastdawn, Coralsplash, Beachpaw
Kelpleaf x Coastdawn = Whalespirit, Turtlestream
Turtlestream x Waveshadow = Risingbrook, Seabreeze, Cliffstorm, Ospreyfeather
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 21, 2022 4:12:36 GMT -5
Whalespirit With - open
Location - outside scout den
Tag - open
Whalespirit had decided to go herbs picking. It wasn’t that he disagreed with the flea prevention, he just wanted to get out of camp again. He stopped in by the scout den. Should he try waking up a scout? He peeked inside. It looked like some scouts had already woken up. He decided not to wake up the rest. Maybe he would do something else. Or maybe just wait for a scout to wake up. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2022 6:38:02 GMT -5
Crocodilefang »
With every passing second Crocodilefang grew more and more impatient. There was only so much time to be had before the coming rain was upon them, and he did not humor the idea of being stuck in camp all day. He wanted to get at least one good scouting patrol in, but it seemed like that wasn't in fate's plans for him today. An irritated grumble escaped his lips, and that annoyance didn't simmer down when he noticed another feline approaching the nearby scouts' den.
His eyes narrowed when he noticed Whalespirit. "Looking for a scout?" He questioned, words level, expressing none of the displeasure running hot inside him. He had hoped to take a scouting patrol out toward Scarmaw's Lair, but if his only option was to play kitsitter for a healer, then he supposed he would take it - it would at least give him a reason to get out of camp if anything.
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Post by aether on Jun 21, 2022 7:58:59 GMT -5
Archwhisker
With - [ Redwave ]
Location - [ Beach ]
Giving a snort of agreement, Archwhisker found himself relaxing tensed muscles. It was something that he didn't realise; how long had his shoulders been tense while he'd been waiting expectantly for Redwave's response? Redwave himself teetered the edge of sudden aggression and unfriendly-friendliness - it was rather natural for an approaching cat to feel somewhat on edge around the red tom. Archwhisker kept his gaze on the ocean, too awkward - or intimidated - to look at his nephew.
"Yes, the rain is good. It brings the prey from their waterlogged nests. Or, I assume. I don't do a lot of hunting." There was a humorous twinge to the older toms gravelly tone. It returned to its resident seriousness a heartbeat later as he continued, "You've been visiting the beach a lot recently... does it draw you in?" His eyes narrowed, "I've never understood the Ocean. Nor have I ever heard it calling. Have you?" It was then that he fixed his amber gaze on the younger tom. It seemed an odd question to ask, especially given the recent events it seemed a rather unimportant musing in the scheme of things. Yet, Archwhisker appeared interested to hear his nephews response.
Rookfall
With - [ Seabreeze, Lilypool ]
Location - [ Healers Den]
"O-oh! Seabreeze!" Rookfall smiled to the blue tabby molly sheepishly. He didn't want to seem disappointed, though admittedly he had been silently willing the clans tabico healer to be beyond the den entrance. The black tom scuffed his paws over the well-walked, dusty entrance to the den and he refocused on the script that Drizzlefur that taught him. "I was wondering if anyone needs scouting? Er - did you guys need herbs? Or -" What exactly did Drizzlefur say?! He drew in a deep breath and laughed diffidently at his own babbling stammer. It helped clear his mind of the nervousness that currently fogged his brain. "I was going to scout near Palm Coast, I was wondering if anyone needed scouting there... I know there are a lot of useful herbs near there."
Got it! It was somewhat embarrassing to be proud of such a basic task such as... asking a question. Rookfall glanced past Seabreeze's shoulder and saw the form of Lilypool who appeared to be concentrating on something. Had she heard? Would she asked for his help? Absently, he leaned forward, willing to be of service.
[ couple of quick replies! i'm off to sleep and work tomorrow so won't be on much unfortunately! ] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2022 8:37:28 GMT -5
Redwave »
"It'll bring the birds out, if anything. Once the rain is over they come out to feed on the worms and bugs." Redwave's tone was level as he fell into a familiar conversation of hunting. The stocky tom was a hunter himself. He knew the patterns of prey and how they acted after certain weather events. After the storm passed it would be a good idea for a hunting patrol to be sent out to try and snag a few birds to add to the prey-pile. Their best bet in catching birds would be taking a patrol through Gecko Ravine, but since somebody had deemed that area forbidden at the time and was doing nothing about the threat that lingered in its undergrowth, a potential patrol would have to suffice in hunting through other areas of the forest and off toward the beaches. Birds were plentiful in those areas as well, but Gecko Ravine had always been the best spot for hunting.
Of course, though, this interaction was not meant to be about hunting. Redwave snorted when the Ocean was brought up. His first instinct was to grow defensive, to snap at Archwhisker and tell him to shut up, but he didn't. He swallowed the flame that was rising up; his uncle was not asking about Coconutfall or Sandheart or the three kits that had come from the two. He was asking about the Ocean.
While non-aggressive in the moment, a growl still rumbled deep in the red tom's chest. "I never have," he admitted. The Ocean had always been a wonder to him, something for him to think about and ponder on. He had never heard it whisper to him. He had never felt it draw him in. "It confuses me, why we think water should dictate our lives." Had this been just a few sunrises ago, Redwave would have responded differently; the Ocean had never called to him, but he had once been left in awe by the sight of the Ocean. He remembered the first time seeing it, how it had left him breathless with just how large and never ending it seemed. From then on he had wondered if the Ocean had big plans for him, if maybe he could be called upon to take the title of neophyte, but nothing like that had ever happened, and now it never would. Another cat had taken that opportunity from Redwave, a cat that should have never been born. Redwave's ears flattened. That was why the Ocean made no sense. Why had it chosen Vanillabloom to mother the oracle's kits when the Ocean had picked a kit from a different molly entirely? If this was just some game the Ocean was playing, then Redwave was tired of it already. He wanted it to stop. He wanted things to go back to how they were, back when everything was simple. But that would never happen. Something needed to be done about that, and Redwave was willing to step forward do whatever was needed.
Lilypool »
Having her attention focusing more on the herbs in front of her, Lilypool was unaware of Rookfall's stumbling in his words. She took no notice of it, and instead listened in and out of the conversation. She did, however, pick up on statement at the end. That was enough to draw her attention away from the herbs she had been mulling over since starting her day.
With a soft smile she nodded toward Rookfall and then toward Seabreeze, coming to stand beside her fellow healer. "It wouldn't hurt to look for an aloe leaf or two, and lime would be useful to gather," she reported easily. Between the flea treatment and soothing the skin of those unfortunate enough to have gotten the bugs, the healers were running somewhat low on those particular plants. They had enough for a few more rounds of treatment and preventative, but they'd have to look for more soon enough, so why not go ahead and start now while the chance was there?
After saying her piece, she again looked at Seabreeze, wondering what the other molly had to say, if she had anything to say at all. She had been against the idea of using flea treatment for the bugs from the start; Lilypool respected Seabreeze's opinion, and she wondered if maybe the molly had an idea on something else they could do to help treat the infestation, and if she did, she'd love to hear it and help out where she could.[ rook is adorable ;w; night, aether! good luck at work tomorrow ~ ]
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 21, 2022 10:01:28 GMT -5
Waveshadow - Ocean's Reclaimed - 56 moons - tom a blue tom with darker rings [smart - confusing - understanding] Mate to Turtlestream. Father to Seabreeze, Cliffstorm, Risingbrook and Ospreyfeather Kelpleaf - Ocean's Reclaimed - 101 moons - tom a black tom with green eyes [humourous - joking - unserious] Mate to Coastdawn. Father to Turtlestream and Whalespirit. Coralsplash - Ocean's Reclaimed - 106 moons - she-cat a ginger she-cat with blue eyes [mystical - dreamy - sharp] Sister to Coastdawn, Palmshade and Beachpaw. Daughter to Skystone and Mantaheart Family Tree: Skystone x Mantaheart = Palmshade, Coastdawn, Coralsplash, Beachpaw
Kelpleaf x Coastdawn = Whalespirit, Turtlestream
Turtlestream x Waveshadow = Risingbrook, Seabreeze, Cliffstorm, Ospreyfeather Dang, Kelpleaf was unexpected. I thought someone with Coast's nature would be mates with a very serious cat! Guess not. Nice twist!! |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 21, 2022 10:31:19 GMT -5
Ripplepawwith open !!
The black molly's fur finally laid flat against her skin; these past few days had been increasingly stressful. Hunting, however, drained any insecurities and bad feelings from the apprentice.
Her jaws were firmly clenched around a small black-and-white bird; a woodswallow. It had been quite hard for her to catch anything for the past moon because of the tensions among the Clan. The boa incidents and the bugs found on the predator didn't ease the tension at all, and Ripplepaw was just growing more and more worried for HibiscusClan's wellbeing as each day passed. Perhaps things would change?
Absentmindedly her paws led her to the Ocean. A splash of water on my pelt won't hurt, she thought, her paws suddenly light and her ears perked as she reached the edge of the blue water. She buried all her prey on a safe place, it was an alright day and she was feeling like swimming. What could go wrong?
Once she felt the water soak her black pelt, a strange sense of comfort washed over her entire body. The Ocean was the only thing she could fully recognize from the events that had happened the past few moons, it seemed. Everything and everyone else had changed, either dramatically or slightly. There was no cat that was left without some sort of mark on their personality or thoughts. She knew that she herself had been changed ever so slightly by this flood of happenings.
She clawed through the crystal clear water beneath her, her lithe shape keeping up with it swiftly. She dived into the water, her black figure suddenly lost beneath a wave of water. The muffled sounds of birds singing followed her into the water, and she opened her eyes. Everything she saw had a blurry quality to it, and her whiskers twitched in delight as she spotted another pretty stone. This time it was blue, transparent and small. It shone brightly, even under the water, and something dragged Ripplepaw towards it. She gripped it with her jaws, her head once again hanging upon the blue currents. She inspected the rock, and, much to her demise, she couldn't remember anything from her kithood.
A wave of strictness washed over her. I shall not wish to remember such things, she reminded sternly, because they are the cue for my nightmares.
She dragged herself out of the water, the pretty rock still in her firm grip. She decided to bury it beneath a palm, and to carry her catch back to camp instead of the rock. She trotted through the vast expanse of territory, constantly on edge. She felt as if she was being watched.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2022 10:44:43 GMT -5
hey, ivy! c:
don't forgot to make a tom to even out cinnamon and ebony ^^
also, you don't have to tell me who ripple and cinnamon's father is, but what were the plans there? mostly im just curious on if you want him and ebony still together because if so i'd rather not have people rping the mates of their own cats, but i'm fine if they're exes or something ^^
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 21, 2022 10:45:23 GMT -5
Crow - 7 moons old - tom - rogueA pure black tom with one green and one blue eye.
( stern, smart, protective ) Lives with his sister, Cinnamon. He's one of the kits Ebony had 
Forgot to make a dude so there he is!!!
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