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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Nov 13, 2022 3:18:53 GMT -5
[Oh man I love post-destruction roleplays! (I hope that doesn't sound morbid whoops)]
Dawnpaw - ginger and white broken tabby molly with faded blue eyes - 10 moons - [valleyclan apprentice]
Runningsky - black tom with white markings - 28 moons - [hillclan warrior]
Wrenpaw - gray-brown ticked tabby cat - 6 moons [hillclan apprentice]
Cottonblaze - dilute tortoiseshell tabby molly with hazel eyes - 35 moons - [meadowclan warrior]
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Nov 13, 2022 3:54:31 GMT -5
Dawnpaw - ValleyClan - w/Streampaw
She had been running. Running blindly, through the heat and smoke and with stinging eyes and paws. Dawnpaw careened into the stream immediately, creating a large splash and possibly splattering others nearby. She didn't care. Anything to wash this ash scent off her, anything to wash it off and pretend like she hadn't been fleeing what had been her home.
Struggling back out and shivering from the abrupt chill, she searched the scraggly remains of the clans (were there - really this few cats?) - and found a more familiar dark pelt out of the lot. She stumbled over to her denmate, settling beside Streampaw as their fur bushed up.
"What's got you so spooked?" she mumbled.
Runningsky - HillClan - w/fleeing group
He had never been one to flee a fight, but this wasn't something anyone could fight. Runningsky was paddling in the water, aimless and floating. He should be checking in, seeing who survived and who hadn't, but right now, he couldn't bring himself to even stand. He stared out into the long expanse of the stream, trying not to close his eyes. The fire... how had it even started? Who was responsible? No one in HillClan would have tried to do such a thing, not when it had just destroyed everything...
Wrenpaw - HillClan - w/Robin
Wrenpaw was still confused - where was everyone? Where was Sparrowpaw? He'd been right beside them when they ran, he must have gotten lost in all this clamor. They weaved through cats, sniffing for their brother's scent - although all they smelled was smoke and grime and the stomach-turning scent of burning. Then they caught sight of a brown tabby pelt not too far away. Wrenpaw's heart lifted.
"Sparrowpaw!" they called, dashing to the stream. "Sparrowp - oh."
It hadn't been him after all - the cat was larger, maybe a little lankier. "Sorry," they mewed, lowering their head in disappointment. "I thought you were someone else."
Cottonblaze - MeadowClan - w/Dandelionfur and Grayhawk
Cottonblaze's large form was probably pretty visible in the dull glow of the fire far away. It also meant that she could easily see others despite the smoke in the sky. Picking out Dandelionfur's pale pelt, she padded over, favoring a back leg that had not escaped unscathed from the flames. She winced when a heavy step caused pain to shoot up to her back.
"Dandelionfur," she croaked, dipping her head to the deputy. "Do you need anything? Do we have a plan of any sorts?" She was desperate to find some sense of normalcy in all this.
[not sure on this, would anyone like to claim Sparrowpaw (Wrenpaw's brother)? Otherwise he can be part of the deceased list?]
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Post by xσxσJα∂є on Nov 13, 2022 14:57:05 GMT -5
Hiiii! I’d totally love to jump in!)
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Post by xσxσJα∂є on Nov 13, 2022 15:04:07 GMT -5
Can I claim ValleyClan medicine cat? I was thinking she could somewhat feel responsible for guiding the other medicine cat apprentices. But she’d still be a newly full fledged medicine cat so she’d still be very doubtful of her ability to train.)
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