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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 21, 2022 10:47:39 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 ^^ yea, i think they'll be exes. he is a clan cat afterall. it's kinda sad actually because he's still so in love with her but the code just doesn't work like that :') the only reason they split up anyway is because of the code and how risky it was... but than they had to unite again for the sake of their kits just made a tom btw  |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2022 10:53:14 GMT -5
i will say, hibiscusclan code doesnt necessarily say there cant be relations outside the clan, it is a little difficult and harder on those pairings, especially if the outsider doesnt join the clan or the clan cat leave to join the outsider, but it's not actually against the code ^^
but them as exes works!
thank you, i'll add him!
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 21, 2022 21:18:52 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!! yea, i wanted to make it like coastdawn was also like kelpleaf at first, she became serious when he died |
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Post by thejadestorm on Jun 21, 2022 21:59:15 GMT -5
butterflypaw
with whitepaw (Feathertalon )
"Hullo, Whitepaw."
The calico apprentice was perched on a rock, giving Whitepaw a curious look. It was a rather small rock, mind, but it gave Butterflypaw an extra inch of height, so upon it she perched. She was scrounging up the courage to chat with her crush, after all, which made young cats want silly things, like being tall.
"You wanna do something fun today?" she mewed. "I wanna do something fun today. All I've done for the past few days has been chewing lime leaves."
She decided it was the appropriate moment to hop off the rock, eyes glimmering with mischief. She's been thinking about it for ages - what would intrigue the bold Whitepaw? "Let's go stake out the boa."
basiltail
with crocodilefang (Feathertalon) and whalespirit (swallowtail )
"Oh Crocodilefang ~" came a singsong voice as the wiry tabby scout bounded out of seemingly nowhere. "I'm here for patrol! And no, I promise I didn't oversleep and dream of raining pineapples, what silly night thoughts do you speak of?"
He spotted Whalespirit and did a double-take. "Why, Whalespirit? Here too for scouting? I've never heard of a cat double-dipping but I suppose there's a first time for everything!"
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Post by thejadestorm on Jun 21, 2022 22:19:56 GMT -5
 algaewing
at palm coast
open!
Algaewing sniffed the ground again, scouring for snakewood. Scouring for answers, more like. Both Swiftsplash and Turtlestream were stable, for now, and will be as long as their wounds remained cleaned and free of infection. By now Algaewing's decided Swiftsplash's fever must've been an allergic reaction to the strange bug bites marking his - and now Turtlestream's - torso.
Speaking of, snakewood. It does double duty, both for the snake bite and for the rash from the bug bites. If only she could spot and isolate a bug, experiment with its reaction to herbs - but nothing! She couldn't spot a single jumping parasite! Unlike fleas, these things seem to be invisible, save for the marks they leave behind.
Frustration prickled her pelt. If she can't study them to make some form of hypothesis, all she has left is trial and error. She scratched roughly at her side, grimacing. At least she could use herself as a research subject.
What could kill a bug, or at least repel them? Something with a strong smell tends to repel critters - mint, cinnamon bark, garlic? Algaewing growled softly. If only she could gather more information! She had plenty of cats back home with the bug - what could she do?
"Experiment it is," she muttered, snipping off some mint.
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 22, 2022 1:16:17 GMT -5
Whalespirit With - Crocodilefang, Basiltail
Location - outside scout den
Tag - thejadestorm, Feathertalon
Whalespirit turned around upon hearing two separate voices. He saw Basiltail and Crocodilefang behind him. That's good,Whalespirit thought, I won't have to wake up anyone.He shook his head at Basiltail's question, looking at the scout sideways, wondering if he was being sarcastic. "No, I was just hoping to go herbs collecting," he replied. "I was hoping one of you could scout for me?" he asked questioningly. (I just realised how many healer patrols we have...) |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 22, 2022 1:24:43 GMT -5
Risingbrook With - open
Location - camp
Tag - open
Risingbrook woke up late, the glaring sun rays intruding into the hunter's den. He padded out into the open, heading for a patch of shady outcrop, under a tall palm tree. He wondered what he would do today. He didn't much feel like hunting, though that was inevitable. He would most likely have to do it anyway. He looked about for his fellow hunters. Some were already up and about, with a remarkable energy. He noticed Ospreyfeather was nowhere to be seen. He raised his eyebrows. His lazy brother was not known for be a early bird. More of the opposite. He lay down in the shade of the palm tree. He would go out later, he thought. |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 22, 2022 1:35:43 GMT -5
Seabreeze With - Lilypool,Rookfall
Location - Healers Den
Tag - aether, Feathertalon
Seabreeze rolled her eyes at the mention of the flea prevention. Once again, she knew that it could work wonderfully, but it could still go wrong. The other Healers had tried to console her by telling her it was not to be eaten, but plenty of things could go wrong even if only used on the pelt. Take for example, irritated skin. It could be treated, but it was an example of a problem. She decided she would voice out her opinion. Not now, though, she thought with a look at Rookfall. She would voice her opinions and worries later. For now though, She decided to act agreeable. "Yeah, it would be useful to have more herbs. I were thinking to use mint, and we could definetely do with more of that," she offered, trying to sound as genuine as possible. |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 22, 2022 1:58:42 GMT -5
i will say, hibiscusclan code doesnt necessarily say there cant be relations outside the clan, it is a little difficult and harder on those pairings, especially if the outsider doesnt join the clan or the clan cat leave to join the outsider, but it's not actually against the code ^^ but them as exes works! thank you, i'll add him! yea, sort of figured that out. it was hard for those two to stay together because ebony was so scared of leaving her twoleg nest and ripple's dad hates twolegs. she'd do it eventually, but it was still hard for her everytime, having grown up a house cat |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Jun 22, 2022 2:14:49 GMT -5
Saltwhiskerwith algaewing thejadestorm
Saltwhisker peered over a stalk of plants, only to see Algaewing standing there. She was gathering some mint, it seemed, and as the healer himself had had quite a bit of trouble succesfully making poultices for both oral and topial use recently, he reckoned he could ask her what she's been up to, and has she found any good treatment options for the bugs.
"Hey, Algaewing," he called out, his words a bit hard to understand because of the many herbs piled in his mouth. "Have you found anything?" His question was a bit unclear, but he hoped she'd get it. Perhaps she did find something, or perhaps she didn't. He didn't, that's for sure. He tried every possible herb he could think that he knew was good for removing ticks or fleas, but perhaps these bugs didn't behave like those critters?
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Post by aether on Jun 22, 2022 7:26:07 GMT -5
 Archwhisker
With - [ Redwave ]
Location - [ Beach ]
It wasn't often that Archwhisker felt a fondness towards his unpredictable nephew yet in that moment he felt as though Redwave may be the only cat in the clan who shared Archwhisker's sentiment. The Ocean was a body of water - why did it get to decide who loved who? Who would lead? Clearly it caused unnecessary drama; something Redwave knew all too well now. Perhaps now more cats would see the Ocean the way Archwhisker had - why did it get to choose. There was a stir of familiar emotion in his chest, one that he had buried many moons ago. Jealousy. Many cats never second-guessed that Coconutfall would be the leader of HibiscusClan when it came time for Palmshade to make the announcement. And why would they? Coconutfall was fair and kind to all - albeit indecisive and cowardly. Archwhisker had never felt strongly toward the Ocean, had never experienced a spiritual connection towards it, had been a social outcast for much of his life... all because of the Ocean. The experience of watching a parent stand upon the Fallen Snake, heart beating with anticipation, the heat of yearning spreading over ones ears and paws, only for their name to go unspoken... it was cruel. The Ocean was cruel.
"I came to that conclusion some time ago," Archwhisker murmured, rising to his paws. "I daresay Coastdawn or Coralsplash, if she were still here, may think the same." It was a roundabout way to speak it, however Archwhisker's intent was clear: every generation someone was robbed of the opportunity to be neophyte. The cycle would continue whether Redwave agreed or not. "Not that there is anything that can be done now. If the Ocean says so, then we must do." There was a snideness to his tone as he turned to move back up the beach. He paused to look at Redwave and tilted his head, "Remember that you aren't alone in all this. You aren't the first... you won't be the last."
 Rookfall
With - [ Seabreeze, Lilypool ]
Location - [ Healers Den]
Rookfall's yellow eyes grew wider from joy and bashfulness alike; a conflicting series of emotions as Lilypool turned her attention to him. He was reminded once more of how beautiful her kind green eyes looked and how intelligent she sounded as she recounted what she required. He felt a tickle along his spine and attributed it to the same sensation that made his stomach feel as though it was full of fluttering butterflies. He wanted to scratch at the tingle - it was a nagging feeling - though he did his best to ignore it. For now, he focused on Lilypool and Seabreeze. With both healers in agreement that there was a need for herbs from Palm Coast, Rookfall straightened his posture.
"I'm planning on leaving now, would you like to join me?" His warm gaze flicked from Seabreeze and lingered willfully on Lilypool. Internally, he felt glee at the opportunity to show-off his newfound skill at picking aloe leaves. Despite how dorky his sister commented he was, he was determined to put Vanillabloom's teaching efforts into practice. [ ooooooooh archwhisker wanted to be leader too! such a shame ;~;
i was wondering if this would only add fuel to redwave's angry fire, now not just angry at coconufall, but at the clan and their traditions in general. bitta spice, innit.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2022 8:09:55 GMT -5
interesting
this will certainly get red a'thinking, will certainly set him further into his thoughts and his spiraling
it's just one other small push that will eventually get him to dive off the edge and do some pretty drastic things c:<
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 22, 2022 8:49:58 GMT -5
Cliffstorm With - open
Location - healer den -> in middle of camp
Tag - open
Upon hearing no response from the healers, and no sign of movement from Turtlestream lying beside Swiftsplash at the back of the healer den, Cliffstorm backed out, repelled by the strong smell of herbs. He trudged down to check if any scouting were to be done. Seeing no jobs needed to be done, Cliffstorm headed to the fresh-kill pile. A few meager pieces of prey were left from the previous day's hunting. Deciding to save it for the elders, Cliffstorm went to the small nook behind the scout den for a sit-down. No one would disturb her there. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2022 9:45:41 GMT -5
Whitepaw »
Trapped in her thoughts of what to do today, Whitepaw had left herself open to any cat sneaking up on her. She had no idea that a certain somebody had come over to say hello, and upon hearing the familiar voice of Butterflypaw the scout apprentice startled, sharply turning her head to look upward at where the sound had come from. ”Butterflypaw! I didn’t see you coming,” she admitted bashfully, ears going warm with embarrassment. How had Butterflypaw snuck up on her? She was supposed to be Whitepaw the Great! Sure, it was a self given title, but she had promised herself to live up to it, and if this was her living up to it then she was doing a poor job of it.
Whitepaw stared up at Butterflypaw with wide eyes. A fluttering of imaginary insects erupted inside her chest. She shuffled on her paws, wanting to silently curse herself for feeling so weak around the pretty calico, but all she could really think about was how pretty Butterflypaw looked, how soft her fur must be, how in charge she appeared standing there atop the rock.
Snap out of it, Whitepaw! She scolded herself, shaking her head. She took a moment to breathe in an attempt to clear out the bugs in her chest and the fuzz in her brain.
Just as she was starting to steady herself, Butterflypaw jumped down from the rock to come stand even closer to the already flustered Whitepaw. ”Stake out the boa?!” The fur along her spine bristled, eyes widening with shock. ”Butterflypaw, you can’t - we can’t… I…I…” Again she had to tell herself to stop. Hadn’t she just been thinking about tracking down the boa herself? She had no right to tell Butterflypaw no, but…but…Butterflypaw was a healer apprentice, she shouldn’t be throwing herself into trouble. What if she got hurt? What if something happened to her? Whitepaw hated the idea of putting the pretty calico in harm’s way.
You could show off how strong and capable you are, came a soft, whispering voice in the back of her mind.
Whitepaw froze. That… She could do that. If she chased off the boa or, better yet, killed it, then Butterflypaw would see just how amazing Whitepaw was. A rush of newfound stability coursed through her. ”Let’s go! Let’s save the Clan!” The brown and white tabby rushed forward, nudging Butterflypaw on her way as she bounded toward the camp’s exit.
Crocodilefang »
This wasn’t how Crocodilefang envisioned his morning. He flickered his gaze between Basiltail and Whalespirit, wondering to himself why the Ocean had picked these two cats to find him when all he wanted was just a simple scout patrol. He inhaled, letting the air rest inside his chest for a while until finally releasing it. He needed to look at this on the bright side - he was getting a chance to go outside, but now he’d have to deal with a healer and a scout that was more of a nuisance than anything.
What a way to spend the day.
Crocodilefang got up to his paws from where he had been sitting. ”If you have nowhere in particular you need to go, there is a border that needs to be checked. If the three of us leave now we should make it in time before the storm hits.” They might as well make it a double patrol of herb gathering and scouting. It wasn’t what Crocodilefang wanted exactly, but he had to take it or his opportunity to be useful would vanish. Today was one of those days where he couldn’t be picky, not when there was only so much time before a storm covered their island.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2022 9:47:47 GMT -5
Redwave »
Even through all the irritation and pent up anger that had been swallowing him up for the past few days, Redwave was noticing how he and Archwhisker had been placed into similar situations. There were definitely differences, as Palmshade had never had a secret litter with some other tomcat and then picked a kit from said secret litter to succeed her, but both Redwave and Archwhisker had been looked over, passed up for another cat. So easily it could have been Archwhisker the Ocean selected. It could have been his name called out when the Ocean told Palmshade which of her sons took the neophyte title. In a way, Archwhisker probably had it worse - between him and Coconutfall it had only been a half and half chance of who got it. With Redwave it could have gone to either of his sisters, or so he had thought. His chances had grown even slimmer once Tigerpaw, Lionpaw, and Whitepaw came into the world, though no cat other than Coconutfall and Sandheart themselves had known of that. Between them Redwave had a one in six chance being chosen.
As Archwhisker continued to speak, Redwave realized that, again, the tabby tom had a point. This wasn’t something that he was just dealing with alone. This was something Archwhisker must have struggled with. This was something Coastdawn had to go through, that hope of perhaps getting picked only to hear the name of another being called upon. How hard it must be, going through life thinking you were the cat that would be picked, only to hear the name of your sibling being called upon when the time arrived.
Redwave narrowed his eyes. Looking out toward the Ocean, he called out to his uncle, ”Does the Ocean really pick, or do Oracles use that as an excuse to name their favorite kit as neophyte? What if the Ocean had picked Coastdawn rather than Palmshade? What if you had been picked instead of Coconutfall?” A new fire burned in his chest, claws unsheathing as he continued to stare out toward the Ocean. ”Maybe the Ocean says nothing at all, and it’s all just some lie. If that’s so, then perhaps it’s time we find out.”
Lilypool »
This would be a nice patrol, Lilypool thought to herself with a purr. She hadn’t had the chance to leave camp, let alone the healers’ den, in a few days, always having volunteered to stay and watch over their patients while other healers went on to gather herbs and stretch their legs. She was eager to feel the sand underneath her paws once more, to hear the Ocean’s waves crashing against the shore, lap after lap. It would also be nice to spend time with Seabreeze. There had been a disagreement between the blue molly and some of the other healers, and while Lilypool had to admit she was more on the side of her littermate, she didn’t think Seabreeze was wrong. It was healthy to have differing opinions between one another. It kept them from having closed minds when healing was a job where openness was needed. She was also interested in spending time with Rookfall. He seemed like a well rounded tom, and eager enough to help out by guarding the two healers. For a brief time they had been apprentices together, and while they had been on separate tracks in their training, Lilypool couldn’t remember a time where she didn’t enjoy having him around as a fellow ‘paw.
With a smile the tabico made contact with Rookfall’s gaze. A blanket of warmth covered her at the sight of the tomcat so willing to help. Her fur prickled ever so slightly, but it wasn’t uncomfortable, it was just enough to get her to look away from the black furred tomcat as she mewed a quick, ”We’d love to.” It would be okay for her to leave camp for a bit. If something happened when none of the healers were around, Vanillabloom could step in. She had been a healer afterall, and as far as Lilypool was concerned her mother had been a great healer who, even after moons of being a queen, could still fix any ailment or injury thrown her way.
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 23, 2022 0:04:28 GMT -5
Whalespirit With - basiltail, crocodilefang
Location - camp
Tag - Feathertalon
Whalespirit frowned at Crocodilefang's grouchiness. What had he said wrong? All he had said was that he wanted to go herbs picking. Well, if he's going to be like that, Whalespirit thought irritatedly. If Crocodilefang was going to be all grumpy, he would be too. "I only said I wanted to find herbs. But if you don't want to go, Basiltail can, if she wants," Whalespirit replied coolly, turning to the other scout, hoping he would agree. |
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Post by thejadestorm on Jun 23, 2022 0:26:22 GMT -5
((*punches the wall* they're! so! cute!!
i'll make more moves tmw, its late for me T.T))butterflypaw
with whitepaw (Feathertalon )
Butterflypaw laughed joyously. "That's the spirit!" She darted after Whitepaw, pelt flushing with excitement.
She panted as she slowed from her run, taking in the lush greenery that bloomed around them as they headed for Gecko Ravine. Adrenaline rushed through her veins.
The apprentice peeked over at Whitepaw, bashful all over again. "So... how's it been? Learning cool fighting moves?" Her need for gossip arose despite herself, and she found herself saying, "How's... you know. The thing? Being one of the daughters?" She looked to the side as a bird rustled out of a tree. "If you need to rant, girl, lay it all out on me."
basiltail
with crocodilefang (Feathertalon ) and whalespirit (swallowtail )
Basiltail laughed good-naturedly, nudging Whalespirit's shoulder. "Aw, he's just being a grouch," he said. "Crocodilefang's always like that, the grumpier he is the more he likes you." His tail flicked playfully as the look of irritation settled deeper into Crocodilefang's face. "Look at that! He loves our company!"
Basiltail turned back to Whalespirit. "I'm sure there'd be lots of cool herbs at the border. Which one are we headed for, Crocodilefang? Better hurry before the storm nips our tails!"
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 23, 2022 0:38:48 GMT -5
Seabreeze With - Lilypool, Rookfall
Location - Healer's Den
Tag - aether, Feathertalon
Seabreeze nodded at the suggestion of going to get herbs. It would be nice to be out of camp for a while. She just wished she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable with Rookfall around. Oh well, it was his suuggestion, after all, she thought. Then she tilted her head curiously, asking, "How did you now the Soft Sands were good for herbs?" The more she thought about it, the more curious she got. Rookfall had been on a few healer patrols before, but she never really thought he paid so much attention to where they went to get the most herbs. Well, she learnt something new everyday. |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 23, 2022 1:26:11 GMT -5
Coralsplash With - open
Location - ocean reclaimed hunting grounds
Tag - Feathertalon
Coralsplash dived deeper into the ominous deep sea, seeking out one particular spirit. Her lithe figure pushed through the waters, finding those familiar pair of striking green eyes. She had seen the scarlet wave, washing over Tigerpaw and Coconutfall. She also knew who was behind it. Palmshade, where are you? thought Coralsplash grumpily. Why washer sister never around when she needed her? |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 23, 2022 8:08:03 GMT -5
Whitepaw »
Joyous laughter erupted from Whitepaw as she darted out of camp. Curious she looked behind her shoulder to make sure Butterflypaw was following, and once she noticed the calico pelt of her denmate she pushed onward, rushing through the jungle’s foliage.
More muscular than svelte, Whitepaw wasn’t the quickest cat there was, but she was able to run through the undergrowth without any problems. Now near the ravine, the ground began to slope downward. Whitepaw slowed her pace, allowing her paws to adjust to the new level of the earth underneath. She fell into step beside the other apprentice, ears perked forward as she listened intently to everything Butterflypaw had to say. ”Training’s going well, I mean, I’m practically about to become a full scout,” she bragged, chest puffing out to make herself look bigger, stronger. ”I’ll be the youngest named scout in all of Clan history.” There was some arrogance there given the fact that Whitepaw did believe in some of that - she believed, at least, that she could become the youngest full-fledged scout there ever was. Whitepaw realized she had a lot of training left, but if she pushed herself and did everything her mentor asked of her, then she’d be promoted within the moon. Now that would be awesome, and hopefully that would show Butterflypaw how amazing Whitepaw was.
The change of topic deflated the bi-colored molly. She breathed out sharply, shrugging her broad shoulders as she turned to push through a thick covering of ferns. No sign of the boa yet, she thought to herself. ”He tried talking to me the other day,” Whitepaw admitted ‘he’ obviously being Coconutfall. ”It was weird, and I’m angry at him, but…he’s trying, I guess, so I can’t be too mad about that.” Coconutfall finally stepping forward and being part of their lives was at least making Tigerpaw happy, and Whitepaw would never want her brother’s happiness taken from him.
[ these two are really cute ;w; ]
Crocodilefang »
There was a small part of Crocodilefang that hoped Whalespirit would decide to not go with the patrol and instead stay in camp. He hadn’t exactly been looking to go on a flower picking journey today, and if he could avoid that then he would, but at this point he doubted he was getting just a scouting patrol. If he wanted to get out of camp, which he did, then he needed to just get over himself and bring Whalespirit along with them. Perhaps Basiltail would keep the healer tomcat company and Crocodilefang could just coast alongside them in his own thoughts. That would be ideal if this was the group he was taking along.
Focusing back on the conversation around him, Crocodilefang merely huffed at Basiltail’s comments on his grouch-like behavior. Should he say anything it would only make the talkative tomcat go on even more. Give the fire fuel and the embers would keep going. ”I was thinking of checking the border near Scarmaw’s Lair. As far as I know there hasn’t been a scouting patrol that way in some time.” As he spoke he gestured with what little of a tail he had for them to follow him out of camp. If they wanted to get there and back to camp in time then they needed to leave right away.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 23, 2022 8:18:20 GMT -5
Palmshade »
It had been some time since she had dived deeper into the spiritual Ocean that was now her forever home. Lately she had been closer to the surface, near the invisible line that divided spirits from the living. She had been watching over her family as the drama unfolded, close by to give guidance when asked. Twice now had she been able to give the warning she had, once when Tigerpaw had stepped into the Ocean and again when Coconutfall had dipped his paws into the water. Worry kept her expression tight and her mind buzzing with worry; had that been enough to warn them? Would her son and grandson be able to figure out the meaning behind the scarlet water? Palmshade hoped so, she desperately did. There was only so much she could do - she also hated how vague her signs had to be. There was only so much she could do.
Deep in her thoughts, she was pulled from them when a flash of something familiar caught her attention. A ginger pelt she knew all too well came into vision, and before Palmshade had time to completely stop her movements, she called out, ”Coralsplash!”
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 23, 2022 9:49:43 GMT -5
Coralsplash With - Palmshade
Location - oceans reclamimed hunting grounds
Tag - Feathertalon
"Palmshade!" Coralsplash cried joyfully, scampering nearer to where her serious former Oracle sister was standing. However serious the moment was, it was always nice to see her sister. Coralsplash sometimes wished they could still be with their other sister Coastdawn, but she hoped the elderly she-cat would not join them soon. She often spent time in the shallows trying to see her sister. Then she remembered what she was finding her sister for. "Palmshade, you warned Coconutfall and Tigerpaw about something, didn't you? I saw those waves. What was it about?" she asked. [/div] ill get the rest of my replies up tmr, i have to go to bed. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 23, 2022 10:18:14 GMT -5
Palmshade »
However tense the times were, Palmshade couldn't stop the smile that pulled at her lips at the sight of her sister. She leaned forward, gently rubbing her cheek against the other molly before pulling away, the smile fading and turning into something serious. A tautness rested upon her body as she flicked her tail side to side, green eyes glancing into the darkness where nothing lay. She drew in a deep breath, an ominous shadow clouding her gaze. "The Clan is in difficult times. We have never dealt with something quite like this before." There had been oracles who would find another mate, but never before had an oracle mated with a cat that had not been chosen and then have the Ocean pick one of those kits as the next oracle. It was unheard of, uncalled for, something entirely new that not even Palmshade knew what to do about. The Ocean had chosen Vanillabloom as her son's mate, yet it had picked Tigerpaw as the next oracle despite the brown tabby not having been borne from Coconutfall and Vanillabloom. It made no sense, and all Palmshade could see was trouble on the horizon.
She shook her head. "I'm afraid if nothing is done then the Clan will be in even greater trouble than they already are. There are waves in the midst of an angry storm, and I fear if the storm grows stronger the very roots of HibiscusCLan will be shaken." It worried her deeply. Palmshade wished there was more she could do, but she knew she had done all she was able to. The most she could do was guide from a distance and hope that her warnings, as vague as they were, were enough. She could only hope that between Coconutfall and Tigerpaw, her warning would be clear enough and something could be done to stop the red waves from crashing onto land.
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 23, 2022 10:24:18 GMT -5
Whalespirit With - Crocodilefang, Basiltail
Location - camo
Tag - Feathertalon, thejadestorm
Whalespirit tilted his head in question. Something about Crocodilefang's composure seemed uninviting. He raised his eyebrows as his speech confirmed it. Crocodilefang thinks he's scaring me, does he? Scarmaw's Lair? Whalespirit thougth scornfully, I went there as a kit. This was true, as Turtlestream, as Turtlekit at the time, had convinced him there was treasure at the Lair, and they went out together to find it, only to get caught by Coastdawn and Kelpleaf and being scolded by Palmshade. "Sure Crocodilefang, I don't mind," said Whalespirit in a steely voice. |
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 23, 2022 10:26:45 GMT -5
I couldn't resist, I really have to go sleep now.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 23, 2022 10:29:14 GMT -5
night, swa!
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Post by aether on Jun 23, 2022 18:13:07 GMT -5
[ yo! Sorry, yesterday ended up being really busy with work and after work so I didn't get on. Should have my replies up tonight after work C: ]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 23, 2022 18:26:40 GMT -5
It’s okay! Hopefully work goes better for ya, and no rush on replies!
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Post by thejadestorm on Jun 23, 2022 22:48:16 GMT -5
algaewing
with saltwhisker (☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · )
Algaewing lowered her herbs to properly speak to her fellow healer. "I think I'm going out of my mind. Nothing is working, and it's driving me crazy."
She shook her head. "What are we going to do, Saltwhisker? We must've been mistaken, assuming these bugs would act the same as the ones we already know about. We have to start with a complete blank slate - observation, then trial and error. It'll be long and arduous and absolutely agonizing. We're lucky these bugs aren't killing any cat yet." She realized her tail was lashing, and forced herself to calm.
"Then again, I suppose there's no shortcuts in medicine." Algaewing huffed a sigh. "Okay, what do we know? These bugs must be incredibly small to not spot easily with the naked eye. They cause terrible itching and rash." She paced. "Can we assume they feed on blood, as fleas do? That the itching is due to an allergic reaction in the skin? And what can kill them if not herbal treatment - drowning them in water? Raised temperatures? Mouse bile? And what in the world are those strange wavy line marks?"
She scowled. "Don't tell me - it's the Ocean's mark, the Ocean's way of punishing the clan for all of my father's misdoings." This thought, above all else, seemed to hurt Algaewing the most.
butterflypaw
with whitepaw (Feathertalon )
"If any cat would become the youngest scout it would be you," Butterflypaw said in open admiration. Whoa, reel it way back, sister! She cleared her throat. "I mean, you work so hard, it only makes sense."
She sniffed the air and parted the leaves of a bush in search of a long tail. She was quiet as Whitepaw talked about Coconutfall, nodding to encourage her. "You still get to be mad," Butterflypaw said. "You should get to be mad as long and as much as you feel. What happened sucked."
There was conviction in her voice. Butterflypaw had no idea what her friend was going through or what she must be feeling. The young calico never knew her own father, after all. Only her mother, and she'd been quickly stolen away from Butterflypaw by stronger, stranger creatures. But still yet Butterflypaw fully believed in Whitepaw's right to feel what she felt.
"How's Tigerpaw taking it?" she said. "There's gotta be a lot of pressure on him now..."
basiltail
with crocodilefang and whalespirit (swallowtail)
"Ooh, Scarmaw's Lair, how exciting!" Basiltail cheered as he padded after Crocodilefang. "Maybe we'll meet one of your namesakes, Crocodilefang! Have you ever fought one? Thought about it? Wanted to?"
He peeked over her shoulder at Whalespirit. "I'll bet there are some weird and wacky herbs over there, am I right Whalespirit?"
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Post by swallowtail on Jun 24, 2022 2:17:37 GMT -5
Whalespirit With - crocodilefang, basiltail
Location - camp
Tag - Feathertalon, thejadestorm
Whalespirit caught up to the two departing scouts, amused by Basiltail's enthusiasm. Weird and wacky herbs? Whalespirit didn't think there would be any, but... hadn't he and Turtlekit seen a fern-like plant at the coastal hazardous area, one he hadn't been introduced as a dangerous nor a healing herb. Had his mother Coastdawn, his mentor, known about the small plant? It was puzzling. What if he, Whalespirit discovered this new herb and used it for healing. He might become famous in the clan! Whalespirit felt quite excited. However, he did not let his excitement show. Returning to the conversation, he said, "Yeah, maybe we might...Do you actually want to go into the lair, though?" Then, all his previous coolness forgotten, he put on a cheeky grin, saying to the scout teasingly, "I bet you wouldn't dare to, would you Crocodilefang." After a thought, he added mockingly, "Or are you too scared?" I wasthinking the herb could be neem, a remedy for mites? |
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