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Post by swallowtail on Aug 18, 2022 8:04:21 GMT -5
G U L F P A W WITH - SILENTWAVE & CLOVERSTEP
LOCATION - CAMP
TAG - ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · & rob lucci's wife
Gulfpaw nodded, though he was feeling a little shocked. Disobeying the leader? That was one of the things they didn't need right now, in this mess. But still, they needed an apprentice who refused their mentors no more than a disobedient warrior. And he wasn't going to be a spoilsport. Not he. Maybe Creekpaw, but not him. Gulfpaw was always ready for some fun and mischief. Though that had earned him many a telling off from Skinkstripe.
He bounded to the camp entrance, then back. His energetic spirit had gotten hold of him again. "Are we gonna stay here forever? Let's go!" |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 18, 2022 10:39:33 GMT -5
Cinnamon
Cinnamon chuckled, a fire burning deep in her leaf green eyes. "My help, you say. As if! I may be young, but I'm not stupid." All of her fear quickly vanished only to be replaced by a steady fierceness. She stepped forward, lashing her tail. "I can see through every word you say. It's too hollow for me to believe," she mewed, lifting her head with dignity.
The ginger molly had issues with trusting anyone. Being a rogue was hard; her brother did make it significantly easier for them to survive, but nonetheless she always wished she could live wherever her parents were, because it must've been better.
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 18, 2022 10:54:09 GMT -5
Silentwave
with gulfpaw and cloverstep swallowtail rob lucci's wife Silentwave rolled his eyes playfully. He raced to the camp exit, looking back to see where Cloverstep was. "C'mon, Cloverstep!"
As he reached Gulfpaw, his expression changed to that of a serious cat. "Listen, Gulfpaw. Don't do this by yourself," he mewed, flicking his ears. Worry washed over him. What if Gulfpaw followed in his footsteps?
He shuffled his paws. "Maybe we should get a scout?"
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 18, 2022 14:43:01 GMT -5
Tigerpaw »
”You coulda asked, I wouldn’t have minded,” Tigerpaw mewed, looking at Batpaw with sincerity in his blue gaze. If any cat ever wanted or needed something from him Tigerpaw had never minded putting a halt to what he was doing for the sake of another, even if what the other cat wanted was only a simple question that begged for an answer. ”I guess her and Butterflypaw tried getting that boa by themselves. Whitepaw was bit, but it sounds like she’ll be back in the apprentices’ den with us tonight.” There was a warmth that radiated off the brown tabby when explaining to Batpaw that Whitepaw was okay and should resume her normal routine within the day. It was clear that he worried over his littermate and only wanted her to be okay.
A second layer of relief was thrown off the tabby as soon as Batpaw explained to him that Tigerpaw had not woken him up. The neophyte drew out a sigh, shoulders now slouching ever so slightly. It didn’t take long for the tabby to square his shoulders back up, tail twitching as Coconutfall was brought up.
Tigerpaw had a lot he wanted to talk to the oracle about. He knew he needed to come clean about the vision he had, and even deeper than that he just wanted to train and learn like any normal apprentice. He longed to have a normal relationship like apprentices did with their mentors, but Tigerpaw wasn’t sure if that would even be possible given the circumstances. Yesterday the two didn’t get to train much due to the storm, but maybe today they could get something done, and if Batpaw was around then maybe they could do something a bit more fun like hunting or battle training.
Bouncing up to his paws, the brown tabby gestured wildly with his tail for Batpaw to follow. ”Come on, we can see if he’s busy or not,” he chirped, a new rush of excitement flooding through him. Maybe this would help his relationship with his father, and maybe this could be the chance to tell him about the vision.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 18, 2022 22:20:19 GMT -5
Yoko // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ ·- Yoko watched Cassia go through whatever the she-cat was looking to. He didn't have many thoughts, but he enjoyed how pretty the images were. It reminded the tom how beautiful the land they resided in was. He didn't blame Two-legs for wanting to adventure here, but the thought of how they polluted the land with their hazardous things made the tom frown. " It's really pretty," Yoko said with amaze before a mischievous thought came into his mind, " but it isn't as pretty as-" The tom's sentence was interrupted by Cassia's voice. " What's the matter?!" the white tom hissed with his fur bristling from the sudden fear in Cassia's voice. Then he saw the strange object projecting a bright light from it. " Oh." he said before licking his chest, embarrassed from panicking a lot. Trying to change the subject the tom mewed " Whatever Two-leg stayed here sure has strange objects here. Be careful Cassia." The loner tried to sound brave as if he wasn't spooked moments ago.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 18, 2022 22:43:12 GMT -5
Cloverstep // swallowtail & ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · - The molly had spaced out again whilst Silentwave and Gulfpaw raced towards the camp's exit. She anticipated this moment yet wasn't even aware of her clanmates leaving her behind. Silentwave's voice then broke her concentration on whatever was on her mind. " Oh! Yes. Sorry." she said quietly. The cat soon caught up to the tom. She truly didn't want to bring a scout because she felt like having the two cats was enough to bring out for a hunting session. " Mm?" Cloverstepped looked at Silentwave and shrugged. " Sure, but whose even free right now?" She hoped that some cat was free so this trip she was excited for wasn't put on hold for so long.
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Post by aether on Aug 19, 2022 7:57:56 GMT -5
[ I'm so sorry for being away so long guys. Uni started a few weeks ago and I'm starting to get into the thick of it.
In terms of Sandheart delaying the patrol right now; I'm happy for either someone else to RP her or to exclude her.
I will endeavor to post when I can, but the next week is full of due dates o.o ]
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 19, 2022 8:23:45 GMT -5
Welp, good luck aether! I hope it all goes well >w<
As Lemon is with Sand rn i'm fine with any of the 2 options X3
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 19, 2022 8:50:46 GMT -5
Cassia
Cassia nodded, her eyes still holding a glint of fear. "Yeah." She looked at the black twig-looking object before pressing the same bump again in an attempt to turn it off. "Stupid...!" After a couple of aggressive attempts, it finally worked and the light faded.
"Anyway," she purred, turning to Yoko. "Those pictures aren't as pretty as what, exactly?" An amused look glowed in Cassia's green eyes as the tom desperately tried to seem brave.
Hm. Maybe I'm the one he thinks is prettier than those pictures, she pondered, warmth spreading out through her cheeks. She didn't even try to surpress her thoughts this time; she'd never tell him, but she did find the white loner charming and his stupidity in certain situations enough to make her laugh. His poor attempts at flirting made the calico burn with joy inside, wether it be directed at her or someone else.
She sighed happily, dragging the box closer to herself and continuing to nuzzle through the items. Most of the objects were just pieces of white material like the one in the pretty picture collection, but with no pictures, and instead weird lines. However, there was still one more object left for the pair to inspect; a thin thread with a small, shiny oval-shaped object attached to it. |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 19, 2022 8:58:20 GMT -5
Silentwave
with gulfpaw and cloverstep swallowtail rob lucci's wife Silentwave sighed. "You're right, there's nobody here. It's just... I don't know, it's a big responsibility to mentor a young cat. I'm afraid..." He trailed off. "I'm afraid."
He tilted his head. "But... as long as you promise never to leave the camp without me or a scout..." His gaze shifted to Gulfpaw. An expectant look lingered in his green gaze.
I want to be as responsible as I can, I really do. But... I can't just ruin everycat's fun. He's not that little anymore.
Nostalgia rushed through his mind as his thoughts were replaced by the image of a smaller, younger Gulfpaw setting foot into the Ocean for the first time as his fur bristled with excitement.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 19, 2022 9:39:22 GMT -5
[ I'm so sorry for being away so long guys. Uni started a few weeks ago and I'm starting to get into the thick of it.
In terms of Sandheart delaying the patrol right now; I'm happy for either someone else to RP her or to exclude her.
I will endeavor to post when I can, but the next week is full of due dates o.o ] Good luck with classes! I go back on Monday so I may not be as active either I’ll let everybody who’s actually on patrol figure out what they wanna do there with Sand, but no rush on replying! |
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Post by swallowtail on Aug 20, 2022 2:10:26 GMT -5
G U L F P A W
WITH - SILENTWAVE & CLOVERSTEP
LOCATION - CAMP
TAG - ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · & rob lucci's wife
Gulfpaw slumped as Silentwave changed his mind. "Aww, Silentwave, don't be a spoilsport," he whined. It didn't make any difference whether a scout wads with them or not. Not hi him, at least.
His energy bounced up again as Silentwave relented. "Yayy! Okay, I will. I mean, I won't. Let's go now!" Gulfpaw ran in circles, purring in anticipation. Yes!
Really short but I wanted to reply. Haven't been around actively recently. |
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 20, 2022 4:09:11 GMT -5
Cloverstep // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ ·The she-cat listened as Silentwave admit something so deep to her. She understood what the tom meant. Cloverstep never had an apprentice and she knew the expectations that came along with that job could be heavy to carry. An apprentice is just like wet mud. You can mold them into whatever warrior you'd like, but once that wet mud hardens, it will not change its shape. " Silentwave," She looked at him with soft eyes, " You don't have to worry, trust me. I'm sure you're doing a good job as a mentor to Gulfpaw. I mean, come on, we didn't even notice the tom sneaking up on us earlier!" Cloverstep tried to cheer the tom up. Although the molly couldn't relate to Silentwave and the duty of being a mentor, she could see where he was coming from.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 20, 2022 6:49:34 GMT -5
Yoko // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ ·- - Yoko laughed at Cassia's attempts to turn off the object that scared the two moments ago. He didn't know that two-legs would have kept such strange objects with them. " Mmm?" Yoko said while looking at Cassia, eyes glowing with mischief, " I don't know what you're talking about." The tom opted to play dumb. He wanted to tease the she-cat, especially since she was a hot-head. Yoko side-eyed her and let out a faint smile.
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 20, 2022 9:05:04 GMT -5
Cassia
Cassia shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Haha, very funny." She flicked her ears. "Whatever, play dumb then. I know you know what I'm talking about, though," she mewed, playfulness glimmering in her eyes.
She nosed the amulet, picking it up with her jaws. She saw no use for it; however, she did find it pretty. She dropped it at once, her gaze shifting to Yoko. "This is pretty. I'll keep it."
A thought hit Cassia's mind. Does Yoko really even see me as a friend? I mean, he did seem expecting of a path paved by my own paws just for his. Is he really using me?
A shadow lingered over the calico's mind. I hope he won't leave me. I don't... I don't know what I'd do, if I became a lone cat again. |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 20, 2022 9:14:08 GMT -5
Silentwave
with gulfpaw and cloverstep swallowtail rob lucci's wife Silentwave smiled. "Alright then. Let's go," he mewed, his smiling growing wider by the minute as he watched Gulfpaw run around excitedly.
He exited camp, looking back to see if any cat had seen them. "C'mon, both of you. We need to be quick." Suddenly he bounded forward, leaving the two hunters behind.
A light breeze ruffled his fur as he unsheathed his claws in an attempt to propell himself further. His ears flattened against his head, and his eyes were wide open as he raced through the jungle. A wild look lingered deep in his eyes; one only a cat who'd done this time and time again could possess.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 20, 2022 19:21:05 GMT -5
Yoko // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ ·- " Do I really?" The tom purred. He enjoyed teasing Cassia. Her reactions were always priceless. The white tom walked over to Cassia to see what the she-cat was talking to. He then saw the strange object. " I wonder what's attached to it." All these items overwhelmed the tom with the idea that there was always something to be found in every corner. Yoko licked his chest a couple of times. A burning sensation went through him and many thoughts ran through his head. Should I do it? Or will she claw off my ears? Yoko blushed heavily, body hot, and eyes staring deeply at Cassia. The tom pressed his muzzle against Cassia's neck and he purr grew from his throat. " Cassia," He stopped and looked at her, " we should probably go to the ocean later tonight. I think it'll be nice to look at the stars for a little bit. I think we deserve a break, don't ya think?" He hoped the she-cat would agree to the idea.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 20, 2022 20:55:23 GMT -5
Batpaw // Feathertalon - " I didn't even know you were awake! I just assumed every cat was asleep." Batpaw said to Tigerpaw playfully. The tom's mood then shifted when he heard that Whitepaw and Butterflypaw were injured. " Oh? I didn't know that happened at all," the tom looked down, shifting his paws awkwardly, " I'm glad it wasn't serious though." A shiver was sent through his spine when the thought of a boa attacking him crossed his mind. Batpaw felt as if there has been punishment after punishment given to the clan every time they think they were doing well off. Maybe it's because of Coconutfall and... the tom didn't dare finish his sentence. No! I shouldn't think that. Coconutfall did that because he thought it was best for both the clan and himself. Right?Batpaw blinked then looked back up at Tigerpaw. " Alright! Lead the way Tigerpaw. " the tom tried to force a smile, trying to hide that he was thinking of something that made him feel ashamed. I'm sorry Tigerpaw.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 20, 2022 21:05:59 GMT -5
Cloverstep // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · & swallowtail- Finally! The moment Cloverstep was waiting for! Cloverstep stood up as quick as she could and burst towards the exit of camp, trying to match Silentwave's speed, but of course, failed to. The wind met her feathery coat and the she-cat knew this was going to be a good session regardless of the results. She raised her muzzle in the air and inhaled the cold, refreshing air and she let out a sigh of happiness. " This wind is amazing!" the she-cat mewed. Her paws were starting to itch. This familiar feeling reminded her of being an apprentice again. Nostalgia filled her mind and she welcomed it. The molly looked at Silentwave and Gulfpaw and let out a smile.
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 21, 2022 12:34:39 GMT -5
Cassia
"I don't see why not. However," she meowed, blinking briefly, "we need to continue cleaning for now."
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After what seemed like an eternity, Cassia finished cleaning the floor. "Finally." A look of satisfaction was plastered on her face as she gazed upon the once-dusty floor. It had taken a while for the calico to finish, and the finished product made her beam with pride. |
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 21, 2022 12:38:55 GMT -5
Silentwave
with gulfpaw and cloverstep swallowtail rob lucci's wife Silentwave skidded to a halt, clawing the ground as his ears flicked forwards. He looked back only to be met with the sight of Cloverstep reaching him.
"Gulfpaw," he called. He sat down, his chest rising and falling quickly. Running for that long made the tom brim with joy but at the same time he'd always feel a tiredness like none other.
"Good run." He turned to the fluffy molly, a sincere smile on his face. He cherished moments like these, especially with his Clanmates.
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 21, 2022 17:15:08 GMT -5
Bluepool
Warmth tingled in the she-cat's paws as her blue shape dropped her prey off at the freshkill pile. Her morning had been quite eventful; with Ospreyfeather confessing his true feelings towards her and their hunting together Bluepool felt as happy as ever. She could only hope this feeling would mingle in her mind for the next few days, as to crack the tension in her head.
She sighed softly, seating herself a few tail lengths away from the freshkill pile. She began to vigorously lick her chest, her thoughts drifting back to reality.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 21, 2022 22:56:37 GMT -5
Yoko // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ ·- " Yes Cassia. " grunted the tom, ears twitching because he couldn't believe Cassia acted so cool about his offering to take her out. Is she getting bored or tired of my advances. Yoko looked down and frowned. ... " You did such a great job. I don't think any other cat would be able to make it as perfect as you." Yoko mewed from above seeing the results of Cassia's hard work. The tom didn't feel like he deserved to get any credit for her hard work. Especially since he didn't do anything that actually helped her. " I'm surprised you finished so quickly," Yoko looked at her =, " Do you want to actually want to go right now?" The tom's voice went quiet towards the end of his sentence. " I know it's super early, but I do think we deserve to go out even if we come back late," Yoko looked away, trying to hide his face from Cassia, " If you don't want to, it's fine." Oh how the tom wanted to disappear, his fur was burning from embarrassment.
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Post by rob lucci's wife on Aug 21, 2022 23:05:32 GMT -5
Cloverstep // ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · & @swallotail - Cloverstep sat down, trying to catch her breath. She hadn't been able to run this free for a while now. She dipped her head and mewed, " Thank you Silentwave," The molly's blue eyes shifted to her friend, " You've gotten way faster. I feel like a snail running with you!" " So," the molly looked at both of the toms now instead of just Silentwave, " What's the plan?" Cloverstep gave them a sweet smile.
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 22, 2022 21:22:13 GMT -5
PARROTCALL healers' den / with crocodilefang
The healer wore a subtle, impish half-smile as he finished preparing the poultice for application. The scout's fortitude was admirable even if it bordered on concerning, but he could tell he was beginning to push the other tom's buttons. Crocodilefang wasn't one for small talk, but if Parrotcall had learned anything from his sister, it was how to crack open even the toughest clams. Trying to coax light conversation from him might be a torturous task for some, but Parrotcall found it to be an entertaining challenge.
"And he's modest, too! Your list of qualities continues to grow," exclaimed Parrotcall, scooping the herb mixture into one paw and stepping into Crocodilefang's nest. He tried to keep a polite distance from Crocodilefang but the limited room in the nest didn't allow much personal space. He'd better be hasty, then. "This might sting," he warned him seconds before applying the poultice. He leaned over the other tom's flank and gently rubbed the herbs onto the wound, carrying on in an effort to draw Crocodilefang's attention away from the irritated skin. "Sometimes instinct and adrenaline makes a more savage fighter than moons of training. Those rogues were dangerous. That you ran them off with no more than a gash speaks of your skill in battle."
Parrotcall leaned back to inspect his handiwork. For a moment his face was grave with concentration, enhancing the colorpoint's elegantly angled features. Despite his jovial nature -- or perhaps because of his passion for life -- he was also a perfectionist who took his job seriously. The practice of medicine was an art to him. One carelessly treated injury, one incorrectly diagnosed illness, and a cat could end up in the ground. Parrotcall would never let himself make such a mistake.
But the glee soon returned to his gaze as he finished his inspection. "That should do it! I'd say try not to move around too much today if you can help it. Don't want that poultice peeling off too soon." Parrotcall backed out of the nest and started cleaning up the odds and ends he'd left out. "Come back this evening and we'll put a fresh one on for tonight!"
SILVERTIDE elders' den / with redwave & other elders
To Silvertide's surprise, Geckotail agreed with her. Hmph. I wonder how long that will last.
Tradition -- if it ever had a function to begin with -- was useless; Coconutfall had made it so. Even those who clung to the ancient customs of the Clan like a newborn kit to its mother's belly could see that. Their leader's "betrayal" had opened their eyes to how flimsy their precious tradition really was. Perhaps now they would see the necessity for change.
Silvertide nodded slowly. Redwave was right, of course, but she doubted that he was truly acting out of concern for tradition. Coconutfall's folly had upended the lives of Redwave and his littermates, called into question everything they'd been raised to believe, sewn discord into the lovingly cultivated garden that had been their family. The Oracle's betrayal was personal for Redwave. He claims to be acting in the Clan's best interests -- we deserve a rightful leader, he says. Whether that "we" is his family or the whole Clan... I don't know.
Beyond that, the silver-haired molly noticed that Redwave was nervous when he first approached the Counselors for some reason. His speech was clearly rehearsed; she could tell he'd taken his time carefully phrasing each word as he couched his position to them, almost as if he were afraid of saying the wrong thing.
So what isn't he telling us?
Now she was definitely curious to see how this would play out.
But Geckotail, infuriatingly, had a point. Coconutfall (in Silvertide's humble opinion) might be a moron for exposing his affair in the first place, but he wouldn't be so foolish as to do so without good reason. No, he must have been telling the truth. Tigerpaw was the Ocean's chosen. Redwave didn't have to like it, but that's what the Clan would believe.
"Alright, Red, you've made your case." The elder rolled her shoulders and then her neck, joints popping, loosening the stiff muscles. "So we decide, right here, right now, who the next Oracle and Neophyte will be. I'm sure that will be easy." She surveyed the other elders with a single skeptical eyebrow. Thankfully, all but Baywatcher, who had so far refrained from commenting, seemed to be on the save wavelength. They might have slightly differing opinions on how to proceed, but everyone appeared to be in support of Redwave, at least for now. "Then we march over to your dear daddy and ask him to step down. Simple." There was a wry lilt in her raspy voice as she continued. "And those who believe Coconutfall should still be Oracle, those who still value tradition, those not in favor of splitting the Clan into two camps, will quietly accept it. No questions asked, no issue of loyalty among Coconutfall's supporters, absolutely no need to be concerned about another coup trying to dethrone you for also breaking tradition. Everything will be peachy, yes?" Silvertide was willing to support him in whatever he did, but the hot-blooded youth needed to come up with a more solid plan than that if he had any hope of drawing more cats to his cause.
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 22, 2022 21:27:23 GMT -5
( I ran out of creative energy for Jacaranda |D
Will try again tomorrow. )
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 23, 2022 7:31:00 GMT -5
Silentwave
with gulfpaw and cloverstep swallowtail rob lucci's wife
Silentwave nodded. "Thank you," he meowed, his voice clearer and far more sincere then usual. "I was thinking we could go to the Palm Coast? Of course, you guys decide. I'm fine with anything."
He flicked his ears, blinking briefly. Today was far better then yesterday, and the beige tom loved dew and slightly gloomy weather. His hunting would extend past a lorikeet this time. He knew his true capacity; he assumed his record of prey caught in one day was atleast seven pieces.
His nose scrunched as he remembered the time he encountered a kittypet and totally chickened out. That was the same day he caught all that prey, and he almost lost it to his poor fighting skills. He made a mental note to himself to ask Sunchaser to help him with fighting. She had offered some assistance, anyway, so she wouldn't be bothered, right?
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 23, 2022 7:40:05 GMT -5
Cassia
Cassia's face and ears flushed with warmth as she looked away, her pupils dilating. "I-it's nothing, really..." God, I'm acting so... stupidly! Remember Cassia, he's just a grooming-obssessed jerk!
But the calico still couldn't stop thinking about the tom's offer. I'm acting so dumb! I can't think like that. Until he catches his own prey, he has no chance with me. At least a mouse!
She snapped out of her thoughts as the white loner asked her something. "Oh... well, we could hunt for a bit, and then go to the ocean. I suppose you'd like to know how to catch your own food."
Suddenly she regretted asking him that. But then... I won't bring him prey, and he'd never compliment my skills again. A dark thought loomed over head. Am I seeking this tom's approval because I miss my father or because I...
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Post by ☾—ivy｡˚⊹♪:¨ · on Aug 23, 2022 7:48:16 GMT -5
Geckotailwith redwave, baywatcher, silvertide, coastdawn swallowtail aether Tealraven Feathertalon
Instead of arguing with Silvertide, Geckotail decided to add to her passive aggressive response. "Yeah. I'm sure Coconutfall would retire as soon as he heard the words 'new Oracle'. And then all the cats would agree with our decision. There wouldn't be a single cat daring enough to protest." A completely calm look lingered in her green gaze. She twitched her ears, closing her eyes before continuing to talk as she gestured with her paw. "As Silvertide has stated, everything will be just peachy and Coconutfall will suddenly disappear along with Tigerpaw and every cat would magically forget they ever existed."
A small scowl was plastered on her face as she opened her eyes. She gazed at her fellow silver haired counselor. She appeared surprised at the gray molly's sudden agreement with her.
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 23, 2022 16:50:31 GMT -5
JACARANDABLOOM camp / with mintsong, sandheart, & lemonpaw; mentions cliffstorm & creekpaw
The young scout kept her features carefully arranged in what she hoped was a professional, businesslike expression. It was too easy to tell what the molly was feeling. Her emotions were constantly frothing and churning like the ocean during a storm. Her jaw tightened and she resisted the urge to flex her claws as she stared down the sand-colored warrior across from her. If she'd known Sandheart was going to be standing in for Turtlestream she would never have invited Lemonpaw on the patrol. But that wouldn't be fair to Lemonpaw. It's not his fault he got stuck with a horrible substitute mentor, she admitted. If I want to be a good Oracle one day I must treat all cats fairly regardless of how I feel about them.
This would be their first outing together since... since before Coconutfall's revelation. Patrolling with Sandheart would be a good test of Jacarandabloom's ability to stay impartial; she couldn't allow her personal beef with the other scout to hinder her talents. This patrol was too important to risk distraction. She had to stay strong, stay focused, stay alert. Still, she was glad Mintsong was with her; the ginger tabby shared Jacarandabloom's fury at Sandheart for tearing apart their family, and she knew she could trust her to back her up if conflict arose.
As satisfying as it would be to lay into Sandheart with all the things on her mind and in her heart, hopefully it wouldn't come to that. Jacarandabloom especially didn't want to embarrass herself in front of the other patrol members. Too many warriors already thought of her as a reckless bruiser. Well, today I can prove them wrong!
Jacarandabloom inclined her head at Lemonpaw's enthusiasm. She smiled a little. She couldn't help it; his eagerness reminded her of herself when she was an apprentice (though in some ways she hadn't changed much since then). "Excellent. Stay on guard, Lemonpaw, and be ready to act at a moment's notice. We don't know for sure what we'll be facing until we get there." She lifted her gaze and scanned the heads of the cats milling around the camp for a grey or brown tabby coat. "Now we just need Cliffstorm and Creekpaw before we hit the trail. Has anyone seen them this morning?"
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