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Post by brambleflight on Nov 5, 2022 17:34:51 GMT -5
Fallowpaw - ForestClan Territory - w/ Lostpaw Fallowpaw dropped down into a crouch, trying to mimic the way Pepperfur had done it. She placed her paws down carefully but found it difficult to focus on every aspect of the crouch. She teetered slightly as she put too much weight into her front paws. She turned her head to look over at Lostpaw, to see how the other apprentice was doing. It was just in time to see him flick his tail in the direction of the vole they had been smelling. She gave a small nod and then looked back over to the mentors.
"Not bad. But make sure your weight it evenly distributed on all four paws. Now if you want to, go ahead and try to catch that vole we've been smelling." Wolfeyes meowed as she corrected Fallowpaw's posture.
The apprentice nodded her head eagerly and casted a brief glance towards Lostpaw. She still felt slightly bad about going after the prey he had smelled first but since he had given her permission, the she-cat went ahead and began to stalk towards the vole. She struggled a bit to move through the undergrowth without causing any noise, taking quite sometime to move into position. As the small creature came into view, Fallowpaw leapt for it, impatience getting the best of her. Her jump for the vole fell short and the creature attempted to make a break for the nearby undergrowth. Fallowpaw fumbled and hurried to try and grab it before it got away. The she-cat ended up twisting her left front paw at an awkward angle as she snagged a claw into the small creature. She grunted in pain but still managed to drag the vole closer as she delivered the killing blow.
Fallowpaw hurriedly grabbed the vole in her jaws and proudly returned to the rest of the group, much more thrilled about her first catch than the slight limp she had from briefly twisting her paw. "I got it!" she announced, beaming with joy.
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 5, 2022 18:40:42 GMT -5
Lostpaw-Forestclan Territory-Fallowpaw
Lostpaw stayed in his own crouch, watching as Fallowpaw disappeared, only moving out of it when the other apprentice appeared, with the vole in her mouth. He straightened up, offering a smile to her. "Good job," he said, the smile disappearing when he saw the limp she had. His ears pulling back against his head, of course his curse had to go and get her hurt. Glancing to the warriors, if they had seen her limp as well. Shifting hesitantly he walked over to her, lowering his voice, just to be on the safe side.
"Are you okay," he asked her. "You're.." he glanced down to her paw. "Limping." He didn't know if he should tell the warriors or not, should they not be aware of her injury, but even then it wasn't his place, it wasn't his injury. He backed away from her a bit to give more space between the two of them, should she want to head over to the warriors.
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 5, 2022 19:44:17 GMT -5
Lostpaw-Forestclan Territory-Fallowpaw
Lostpaw backed off from her further, his ears pulling back. "I'm sorry," he murmured out towards the other warriors, keeping his gaze on his paws. He hadn't meant for his curse to act up and hurt her. Not even Fallowpaw's words were able to make him want to lift his head. He shrank under Pepperfur's glare, waiting as the two warriors went past before following them back to the camp.
"It's fine," he whispered to her. He had been dealing with being at fault for things since he was a kit, what's one more day going to do. "It'll be better if you go up to them I feel." He didn't want to take the risk of her getting hurt worse, nor did he want to just cause her further issues in being near him. Looking at her for a few seconds before turning his focus back to the ground in front of them. "I just don't want my curse to hurt you again."
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 5, 2022 21:56:12 GMT -5
(I'll get a reply up in a moment c: And yeah that's fine! What was the idea you had for territory?) [ it’s not all that exciting, but perhaps something like a thick woodland with a creek/some streams running through and nearby there’s perhaps farmland with crops and livestock and a few human houses nearby? ] |
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 5, 2022 22:54:35 GMT -5
Lostpaw-Forestclan Territory-Fallowpaw
Lostpaw blinked in surprise at her words, not able to really understand why Fallowpaw was saying such things. It was his fault wasn't it? If he had just moved away abit more, maybe she wouldn't have gotten hurt. Thinking back to the thunderpath, he shivered a bit, not wanting to imagine what kind of danger that would have caused. "You don't know that it wasn't my curse though," he said to her, though he did want to believe it hadn't been his fault. "I'm sorry.."
Lostpaw gave a shrug to her question. "I don't really know if I'm honest," he said to her, matching her volume. "I mainly just base it off what other cats say it caused. I don't really even know what stuff they say is true and what isn't." It made the most sense to him to just base it off what others say about him, then actively trying to figure out what his curse did, if he even had one. Not like anyone would tell him even if he asked anyways. "Still....cats say when something bad happened its cause of me, so it has to do with luck in some way I feel." He glanced to her as he thought debating what else he was going to say. "It's just easier to accept it that way, because at least I still get to stay in the clan." He knew none of his clanmates wanted him around, but so far he hadn't been kicked out yet, so hopefully he could prove himself useful curse or no curse.
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brambleflight
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Post by brambleflight on Nov 5, 2022 23:42:09 GMT -5
Fallowpaw - ForestClan Territory - w/ Lostpaw Fallowpaw listened to him with interest as he responded to her question. It was strange to think about going purely off of what the other clan cats said. She had barely interacted with him before today and he already didn't scare her like he used to. Plus it sounded like even he wasn't certain about how the curse worked and that there was a chance that there was no curse at all. If that was the case, Lostpaw was being targeted by the clan for no reason! "Maybe you're not cursed though... We should find a way to prove if your cursed or not!" she meowed with a hint of excitement at the thought. "I'm sure there's gotta be a way. Plus even if you are cursed, maybe there's a way to break it!"
The apprentice looked over at her den-mate with a sympathetic smile. "There's gotta be something we can give a try. What do you think?" Though Lostpaw seemed to be resigned to his fate for the sake of staying with the clan, Fallowpaw was not, especially since she didn't think he'd ever be kicked out of the clan. Her father wouldn't do that... Would he?
(Feathertalon that sounds good! Did you have a name in mind? I'll start working on filling out the clan tomorrow) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 6, 2022 8:13:27 GMT -5
[ i don’t have any solid names in mind, but I can list a few ideas
- woodlandclan
- timberclan
- creekclan
- streamclan
- riparianclan
I also had a few more thoughts involving the plot itself, but feel free to say no if you don’t think they’d work - I don’t wanna take over your plot ^^; ]
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 7, 2022 18:10:36 GMT -5
Lostpaw-Forestclan Territory-Fallowpaw
"You really think there is a way to break it," he asked, looking at her hopefully. If he was cursed, then that made sense that there was a way to break it. He seemed to be a bit higher in spirits, as a slight smile was on his face. "I'd like to give it a try." Lostpaw thought it over, what could they do though to start figuring out ways to break his curse, but first they would need to figure out what his curse actually did, in order to think of ways to get rid of it. "I'll work to try figure out how to break it if it exists, I don't want to bother you with this." He might finally be accepted by the clan if he was able to get rid of his curse!
He perked his ears up a bit, as they got closer to the camp. As he thought quietly, glancing to the warriors, waiting for any other instructions that they might have. He glanced around the camp, quietly, watching what his clanmates where doing. Pinepaw and Fawnpaw were by the apprentice den, the pair currently working on some battle moves. He glanced back to Fallowpaw. He still felt bad for her paw getting hurt, even if he wasn't to blame, if he hadn't made her get the vole then she wouldn't have gotten hurt.
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brambleflight
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Post by brambleflight on Nov 8, 2022 1:19:31 GMT -5
Fallowpaw - ForestClan Territory - w/ Lostpaw Fallowpaw grinned eagerly, getting a bit wrapped up in the idea of breaking his curse. "No way! I'm gonna help you. Breaking a curse sounds like fun and helping is what good clan-mates do!" she declared with a small bounce to emphasis her words. She immediately regretted it though as she felt a small surge of pain from her twisted paw. The she-cat winced and glanced over at Lostpaw. "That's on me, not you. Just got a lil' carried away." she reassured.
As the group returned to camp, Wolffang looked to Fallowpaw. "Be sure to have Elmwhisker look at your paw." she instructed.
"I will in a bit!" Fallowpaw meowed, her gaze already zeroing in on Pinepaw and Fawnpaw. The young apprentice puffed up her chest proudly as she held her vole and gave Lostpaw a friendly nudge, not seeming to catch any of his remaining guilt over her paw. "Come on Lostpaw! Let's go show them the vole I caught and how we're gonna end your curse." she meowed before quickly beginning to walk over towards the older apprentices without waiting for a reply.
(Feathertalon Sorry for the late reply! got a little hyper fixated on making a clan I do like WoodlandClan though! And please share! I'm always up for suggestions and plot discussing  ) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 5:35:15 GMT -5
[ it’s all good! making clans are always fun
woodlandclan it is!!
I was sorta thinking that maybe Adder’s family is something like “clan royalty” in that they can trace their lineage back to the clan’s very first leader, so this family has a lot of clan pride and tends to stick to the rules like glue, and perhaps there’s usually always at least one member of this family in a position of power. So maybe in one generation somebody is leader, in the next somebody is medicine cat, etc. does that make any sense? x3
so perhaps we go with this, what if your character is part of this family? whether it be adder’s kit/grandkid/cousin/nephew, and your character being friends with a kittypet is extremely taboo since this family tends to have a lot of expectations thrown on them
This perhaps fuels Adder’s anger even more since a kittypet is “tainting” the family and he aims to put a stop to it all
Hope that all makes sense! ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 15:06:10 GMT -5
[ heck yeah!! adder is now just scar ]
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brambleflight
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Post by brambleflight on Nov 8, 2022 17:38:40 GMT -5
(Here's what I've got made for a clan so far!)
Leader:
Adderstar - A scruffy, long-tailed tom. He has a thick, bushy dusty brown pelt with darker brown stripes throughout it. His eyes are a soft, golden yellow.
Medicine Cat:
Maplecloud - A fluffy white and ginger tom with a long tail and dark green eyes.
Deputy
Hollowhowl - A large, long furred tom with smokey black fur, long whiskers and dark amber eyes.
Warriors:
Larkswoop - A long furred, light brown tabby she-cat with small patches of golden orange and light yellow eyes.
Sandruffle - A short-furred, light brown tabby tom with soft yellow eyes (MAIN)
Oakfrost - A muscular, sleek tom. He has dark brown tabby fur with black tabby stripes. He has vibrant green eyes.
Ashlight - A large, sleek tom. He has a pale gray pelt with black tabby markings and bright yellow eyes.
Bluefrost - A lean, dark grayish blue tom with a white blaze down his nose and light amber eyes.
Rustlenose - A small, thin tom with a pale gray pelt and short muzzle. He has bright yellow eyes.
Mousespring - A short furred white she-cat with dark gray patches and powerful hind legs. She has amber eyes.
Timberclaw - A bulky, muscular gray tabby tom with long fur and blue eyes.
Tallpoppy - A tall, calico she-cat with large ears and a narrow face. She has bright green eyes.
Towheefur - A slender tortoiseshell she-cat with a patch of orange on her chest and yellow eyes
Duskstripe - A small, white tom with a pale stripe of orange down his back and markings on his head. He has light blue eyes.
Specklefern - A short-furred, petite she-cat with grayish-brown fur and black tabby stripes. She has pale yellow eyes.
Pollentail - A pretty, short furred white she-cat with brown and orange tabby patches. She has dark green eyes.
Bristlestorm - A scruffy, long-furred tom. He has light tan fur with black markings on his ears and tail. His eyes are a dark amber.
Hawksong - A short furred she-cat with brown tabby fur and white patches on her belly, muzzle and legs. She has amber eyes.
Amberleap - A short-furred, tall she-cat. She has dark orange tabby fur with a white belly and chest.She has pale green eyes.
Foxgaze - A large, sleek pale orange tom with darker orange markings and amber eyes.
Snowywing - A thin, long-furred she-cat. She has a mainly white pelt with small flecks of gray throughout her fur and yellow eyes.
Condorfang - A long legged, pitch black tom with a splash of white on his chest and paws. He has dark amber eyes.
Tricklestep- A small, silver tabby tom with white paws and blue eyes.
Turkeyjaw - thin gray tabby tom with amber eyes
Coyotestorm - lynx point tom with blue eyes
Swallowfur - long-furred black and white tom with green eyes
Apprentices:
Sunpaw - A large, muscular golden tom with dark orange tabby markings and a white belly. He has dark yellow eyes.
Greenpaw- A tall, long furred she-cat with a white pelt, long legs and minty green eyes.
Cliffpaw - A scruffy, broad shouldered tom with sandy orange fur and light amber eyes.
Palepaw - A soft, cream-colored she-cat with vivid blue eyes.
Poppypaw - A thin, short-furred dilute calico she-cat with a mainly pale orange pelt. Her eyes are amber.
Queens:
Quailbreeze - A tall, short-furred she-cat with a dark brown pelt and light amber eyes.
Creekstrike - A pale gray tabby she-cat with yellow eyes.
Squirrelpelt - gray tabby molly with amber eyes
Kits:
Owlkit - A long-haired she-cat with a brown tabby pelt. She has a white belly and tail tip with deep amber eyes.
Dovekit - A smokey black tom with white paws and muzzle. He has pale green eyes.
Lightningkit - A sleek, golden tabby tom with a white chin, belly and amber eyes.
Redkit - A small, fluffy orange tabby she-cat with dark orange markings, dark green eyes, and protruding fangs.
Leapingkit - A short, plump gray tom with dark gray fur and long claws. He has vibrant yellow eyes.
Elders:
Thrushfire - A light brown tom with with a white stripe down his nose and tail tip. He has pale yellow eyes.
Jaggedtail - A muscular black tom with a crooked tail tip and green eyes.
Applefang - thick-furred heavily scarred ginger and white molly with green eyes.
Relationships
Acornwhisper + Cherrypounce = Adderstar, Bristlestorm, Hawksong, Sandruffle
Thrushfire + Embershine = Oakfrost, Larkswoop,
??? + ??? = Amberleap, Maplecloud, Foxgaze
Adderstar + Shrewfur = Cliffpaw
Hawksong + Rustlenose = Tricklestep
?? + Jaggedtail = Condorfang, Hollowhowl, Spottedkit
Quailbreeze + Condorfang = Owlkit, Dovekit
Creekstrike + Bluefrost = Leapingkit, Redkit, Lightningkit
Amberleap + ??? = Sunpaw, Mulepaw
?? + ?? = Towheefur, Tallpoppy
Smoothjay + Timberclaw = Sapphireheart, Bluefrost
Towheefur + Foxgaze = Palepaw, Poppypaw
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 17:43:41 GMT -5
[ looks good! I’ll add my main and a few side characters soon :> ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 17:54:04 GMT -5
[ Turkeyjaw - thin gray tabby tom with amber eyes ; senior warrior
Coyotestorm - lynx point tom with blue eyes ; warrior
Swallowfur - long-furred black and white tom with green eyes ; young warrior
Squirrelpelt - gray tabby molly with amber eyes ; expecting queen
Applefang - thick-furred heavily scarred ginger and white molly with green eyes ; elder
Pecanfoot - pureblood Burmese molly with dark brown fur, darker brown face, and wide amber eyes ; main
All open for relations! ]
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 8, 2022 17:58:25 GMT -5
Lostpaw-Forestclan Camp-Fallowpaw
"R-right," he said, as he frowned when she winced. Lostpaw opened his mouth, but the she cat was already heading off. He shook out his fur, dipping his head towards the warriors, before following after Fallowpaw towards the apprentice den where the other two apprentices where. He soon caught up and walked beside Fallowpaw, as he went over to the den with her. He glanced to her nervously. The two apprentices looking up from what they were doing, taking them a few seconds.
"Hey Fallowpaw," Fawnpaw greeted her, giving the other apprentice a smile. "How was seeing the territory?" She gave no idnication that the question was also for Lostpaw, as he gaze remained solely on Fallowpaw, as she jumped off where she was pining her brother to the ground. Pinepaw shook out his fur as he looked to the two approaching them. "Did you catch that," he asked, gesturing to the vole in Fallowpaw's mouth. "It took me forever to be able to catch a piece of prey." Fawnpaw swatted his shoulder with her tail. "Because you would be to focused on where you put your paws you never bothered to pay attention to what you were hunting."
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 18:58:09 GMT -5
[ hmmm, I feel like when adder comes back as leader or when he’s calling the meeting to exile pecan could equally work as good starting points ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 19:18:07 GMT -5
[ awesome! ]
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Post by little blu ♥ on Nov 8, 2022 19:21:30 GMT -5
S T O R M F A N G
w/ Briarheart || AlpineClan Camp || leader
Her answer was short and slow. The deputy stiffened, his vivid gaze landing on Briarheart, with more intensity than only moments before. He took note of her tired eyes and the specks of herbs that lingered throughout her fur, as though she hadn't taken a moment to groom herself in a while. Stormfang thought she might look a bit thinner as well but he couldn't be too sure. Through his encompassing grief, Stormfang felt a twinge of worry followed swiftly by guilt. His childhood friend had been caring for all their sick clan-mates as this plague spread like fleas all on her own after the death of Rainrunner. The tom had been so focused on trying to keep the clan organized and functioning – especially after Eaglestar became ill – that he hadn't noticed how Briarheart must have been working herself to the bone.
The molly's offer to share prey eased some of that concern. "Sure, I can go fetch us something." He accepted easily, even if he didn't personally feel like eating. Stormfang couldn't remember the last time the two of them had shared a meal together. Must have been in their youth, back before Briarheart was encouraged to change paths. A familiar ache settled in his chest as he remembered that fateful afternoon when their lives had changed forever. The memory was bittersweet now. Turning to gaze at the dwindling pile, the deputy flattened his ears. He should have made sure the patrols went out today, that was his job. "We can split the squirrel? It looks a little thin but it should be big enough for the both of us?" Stormfang offered, trailing in that direction, carefully stepping over the herbs she'd set at his paws.
He paused at her teasing tone, flashing her a sheepish grin. He'd always hated taking medicine, it wasn't something he'd grown out of. "Of course. The thought of slipping them back into the medicine den never even crossed my mind..." There, he'd managed a joke. A lame attempt at humor but Stormfang mentally assured himself that no one expected him to be at the top of his wit. His mentor wasn't even in the ground yet and soon he'd have to travel and meet with StarClan for the first time. No big deal.
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brambleflight
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Post by brambleflight on Nov 8, 2022 20:17:59 GMT -5
Sandruffle - WoodlandClan Camp - w/ Pecanfoot Sandruffle laid near the warriors den in WoodlandClan's camp. He had gotten himself a mouse from the freshkill pile and was decompressing from the day. After the death of Hailstar, all cats were on edge about Adderfur's return, many couldn't wait to see who be deputy and others speculated what his leadership would look like. Sandruffle paid little attention to the gossip of it all though. Sure, his older brother was not the easiest cat to get along with, nor were they particularly close, but Hailstar must have chosen him for a reason. Instead, the tom found his eyes wandering over the camp in search of his friend, Pecanfoot. Though he had known her a shorter period of time when compared to the clanmates that he had grown up with, he found that he enjoyed the other warrior's company more than most and had grown quite fond of her over the course of their friendship.
Before he could locate her though, the camp entrance rustled and Adderstar came storming into camp followed by a frantic Maplecloud who was clearly struggling to keep up. Sandruffle blinked and rose to his paws, ready to congratulate his brother on receiving his nine lives, but the new leader passed him without a single glance of acknowledgement, only a fire burning in his eyes. Other clanmates received similar treatment as Adderstar made a straight path for the boulder at the middle of camp. He leapt effortlessly onto it and raised his voice for the clan to hear. "Cats of WoodlandClan, I have returned from receiving my nine lives! And StarClan has shared with me a prophecy. A prophecy about evil that is brewing inside our very camp!" he declared, his tail lashing furiously as he looked down at his clan with narrowed eyes, searching for a face in the crowd. Sandruffle moved to join the gathering crowd of cats, eventually finding Pecanfoot amongst them and moving to sit by her side. "He's barely been home two seconds... how terrible could this thing be that it could not wait a minute longer?" he muttered under his breath to the she-cat as he kept his gaze focused on Adderstar.
"This evil is the weakness of blood! Cats that are not WoodlandClan through and through can not be trusted! StarClan has shown me the weakness and ruin they will bring this clan and as your leader, I will do what is necessary to keep this clan safe." Adderstar's dark gaze finally zeroed in on the cat it had been searching for and Sandruffle realized all too late who it was. Adderstar stared down at Pecanfoot. "Pecanfoot, for the safety of this clan, you are hereby stripped of your title of warrior and banished from WoodlandClan!"
(Hope this looks good! figure he'd get straight to the point lol
My semi-idea plot wise is that aside from Adderstar hating kittypets is that he also received an actual prophecy about Pecanfoot/Sandruffle with one of them being the rightful, next leader of the clan and the other helping them rise to that position/helping take down Adderstar) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 8, 2022 20:31:29 GMT -5
[ oh man I’m loving the dramatic start! I’ll probably get my reply up tomorrow, I have work at 4am and should probably get some sleep
But I like your idea there, it adds even more to the plot and opens up a lot of stuff that can be explored ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 9, 2022 11:49:23 GMT -5
Pecanfoot »
with the clan - brambleflight
Silence blanketed the camp. A fog of sorrow lay heavy in the air. The death of a leader was uncommon, even an outsider could see it. Hardened warriors reflected sorrow in their eyes, snippy elders seemed dull, and even the kits inside the nursery were quiet. This was some new, strange world that Pecanfoot had never experienced before; for the first time in moons she felt like a stranger within the Clan, lost and confused about every little thing. She felt just as overwhelmed as she had the first day she had stepped into the woods, discovered by a Clan patrol, pleading with them to let her come with them, though she had been engulfed with adventure, excitement, and hope the day Hailstar allowed her to join the Clan. Now she was swamped with sorrow knowing that the cat who had allowed her to join, the cat who had taken her in and allowed her to get away from her life as a kittypet, no longer walked the same world as she did. Her Clanmates said he was now in StarClan, that he was watching over his Clan from the stars above, but to Pecanfoot he felt even further away than that. The tom had become something like a father to her, and without him the warrior felt lost. She was losing a parent, losing one of the first cats who had actually seen her for who she was and encouraged her to take charge of her own life.
Pecanfoot shuffled where she sat, repositioning her paws and wrapping her tail tightly around them. The former kittypet huddled in on herself as if attempting to draw out comfort from within, but the cold prickles along her spine told her it wasn’t enough. Slowly her gaze drew upward, surveying the camp. Hailstar’s body had already been taken by the elders for burial so she knew not to let her gaze linger where the tom’s corpse had been stretched out. Instead her eyes sought out somebody else, another cat that she had come to find comfort in. While Hailstar had been like a father to her, it was Sandruffle who had become a close friend. Never once did he seem to care that Pecanfoot was not Clanborn, and whenever the molly had a question about Clanlife he had always been happy to answer her and explain to her the ways of WoodlandClan. Over the moons she had been apart of the Clan the two had grown close, and now more than ever did she need his familiar comfort.
Instead of finding Sandruffle it was the rushed reappearance of Adderfur, or rather, Adderstar now, that caught Pecanfoot’s attention. He was a blur as he sped back into camp, Pecanfoot’s morose gaze barely able to keep up with the tom as he made his way to the large boulder in the camp’s center.
As soon as the newly appointed leader began to speak, Pecanfoot’s interest was piqued. The sorrowful stupor that had held her captive for hours suddenly let her go. What was Adderfu-star talking about? A prophecy? Was it something to do with Hailstar’s death? Did StarClan wait to tell Adderstar rather than the leader before him due to Hailstar’s declining health? Pecanfoot had no idea. Despite being in the Clan for a few seasons now StarClan was still a source of confusion for the molly. WoodlandClanners believed strongly in their deceased loved ones still guiding them, and Pecanfoot found solace in the thought, but she had never experienced the presence of a warrior ancestor, had never witnessed a departed Clan cat coming to her in a dream. It was something she found fascinating, and hoped that one day she would get to experience the wonders of StarClan herself.
Before she even knew it a sea of cats washed up around her. All eyes were on Adderstar, Pecanfoot’s gaze leaving the leader only when a familiar voice brushed by her ear. Knowing her voice would be drowned out if she tried to speak, the molly simply brushed up against Sandruffle, smiling warmly toward her friend before focusing back on Adderstar.
Pecanfoot’s heart dropped the moment the new leader began speaking again. Her blood went cold the moment Adderstar’s piercing eyes met her own. And then, just like that, Adderstar was calling for her banishment.
The molly’s jaw went slack, her already round eyes going that much wider. She was frozen in place. Her tongue started going quicker than her mind as she stood on her paws and looked up at the leader. ”But why? Why would StarClan say such a thing? I’m loyal, I work just as hard, if not harder, as the other warriors. I proved myself! I-“
”Hush it, kittypet,” hissed a cat to her right. Pecanfoot quickly turned, finding the voice’s source as Coyotestorm. The thin tom had his ears pinned back and his eyes narrowed, glaring hatefully at Pecanfoot. He flashed his teeth toward the molly. ”The word of a leader is law.” Of course he’d be one of the first to defend Adderstar. She had heard that Coyotestorm had been Adderstar’s apprentice some moons before Pecanfoot had ever joined the Clan and that his loyalty to his former mentor was unbreakable.
Pecanfoot shook her head. ”I-I know, but…” Words failed her as she shrunk under the gaze of Clanmates. It was clear to her that there were other warriors agreeing with Coyotestorm, repeating to her that the word of a leader was not to be defied. A whimper escaped her. She was confused and now afraid, and all she could do in the moment was crouch down and press herself up against Sandruffle. The former kittypet had always known a part of the Clan did not approve of Hailstar letting in an outsider, but she didn’t realize there were so many cats who thought that. There were those who truly believed in Pecanfoot and had become the molly’s friend, but it would be impossible for those few to stand up and do something. Pecanfoot prayed something could be done, but she had a sinking feeling that today was her last day as a warrior.
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Post by little blu ♥ on Nov 9, 2022 16:38:48 GMT -5
S T O R M F A N G
w/ Briarheart || AlpineClan Camp || leader
Stormfang flicked his tail in acknowledgment, hearing the smile in her tone, which in turn coaxed a small smile onto his own face. After losing so many to illness, the charming deputy had been unable to conjure up a smile for anyone but Briarheart had always been special. After grabbing the squirrel from the pile, the dark gray tabby made his way back to the molly. "The only annoying thing with squirrels is all the fur," he mumbled, setting the prey down before giving it a small nudge, indicating that the medicine cat could take the first bite. His left ear twitch back, listening to the quiet murmurs of the elders as they faded off, finally carrying Eaglestar's body from camp. He refused to catch one last glimpse, even if his chest grew tight.
His friend's question somehow managed to catch him off guard, even if it was the obvious conversation starter in this case. He debated his answer, unsure whether he should confide his true emotions or try and show a brave face. Once upon a time, there would have been no hesitation between them. Honesty had always been their policy but seasons had passed, they weren't the same cats they had used to be. Finally, Stormfang focused his gaze on some far point and settled on the truth. "I'm not sure. I'm struggling to focus on the tasks at paw... it still doesn't feel real." The words were quiet but steady – something the tom definitely didn't feel. He picked at the squirrel, distracted by his worry for the clan. They would have to leave them with illness and despair at an all-time high.
"How are you holding up? You don't appear to have been sleeping well." Stormfang just avoided asking about the sickness. If Briarheart had found a cure, she would have used it to save Eaglestar or any of her other patients. He searched his memories for the last time she had asked for warriors to accompany her on a herb run, his stomach turning around the prey. "Are your stores holding up? If anything has gotten low, we could keep an eye out on our journey," he offered, tilting his head in her direction. The tom let his gaze meet her green eyes for a long moment, searching for something. His friend really did appear worse for wear. In any other situation, Stormfang wouldn't have hesitated to cajole Briarheart into resting a bit. There was no time, he would just have to be prepared. He would do anything to keep her safe on this trip – that was certain. |
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Golden Deer Leader
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Post by Ember34 on Nov 11, 2022 0:35:21 GMT -5
Lostpaw-Forestclan Camp-Fallowpaw
Fawnpaw sent a brief nervous glance towards Lostpaw at the mentioning of Fallowpaw's injury, it was similar to the look their mentors had. Quickly shaking out her head turning her attention back towards Fallowpaw. "That's amazing that you caught it still, and im sure Wolffang will take you out soon to see the rest, or we even could," gesturing to her brother, as she spoke to her. "Are you going to be okay though? Want us to take you to Elmwhisker?" Pinepaw flicked his tail as he moved to be between Lostpaw and Fallowpaw. "Is it bad," he asked her glancing at her paws to try tell which one she had hurt. "Do you think you'll be better by tomorrow? We could maybe see if you could come train with us."
Lostpaw watched the three talk, walking to settle outside the den, his ear flicking. He sent Fallowpaw a smile to show he was fine. He didn't want to get in the way of her socializing with her friends. Sides they were going to work together to try break his curse or find out if he even had one. He would be able to get accepted by his clanmates soon, and he wouldn't have to just watch his clanmates interact soon. He turned his gaze to around the camp, watching what the warriors were doing as they moved about camp. His gaze watched a patrol leave, his ears twitching in interest, would he ever get to go out on them or would he only get out to train.
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Post by brambleflight on Nov 12, 2022 16:21:25 GMT -5
Sandruffle - WoodlandClan Camp - w/ Pecanfoot Sandruffle froze in horror, unable to say or do anything for a moment as he stared up at his brother. How could he demand such a thing?! How could StarClan? As he was trying to find his words, he turned to look over at Coyotestorm as the warrior targeted Pecanfoot. Sandruffle snarled at his clanmate. "He is demanding something that is insane! Pecanfoot is one of us!" The warrior jumped to his paws as he remained protectively by his friend's side, letting his tail lay over her back. It was a way for him to attempt to silently assure her that he was on her side. "She is right! There is no way StarClan meant her, Adderstar! She has been with us for moons and has proved herself, enough so that Hailstar trusted her. Is that not enough?"
The tom watched as his older brother's gaze shifted from Pecanfoot to him. Adderstar glared down from the boulder, the fury in his yellow eyes evident even from the distance between the two. "I know what StarClan told me. Hailstar is with them now and knows as well. There is no argument to be had here, Sandruffle. If my word is not law to you, than surely StarClan's word is!" he growled. The scruffy leader held his head high as some of the clan echoed their support of the new leader and the banishment of Pecanfoot. A small smirk even crossed his lips as he seemed to momentarily bask in the praise he received from his followers. Adderstar raised his tail and focused his gaze on the former kittypet once again. "You are to leave WoodlandClan territory, Pecanfoot. If you are ever caught in our borders again, you will be dealt with like any other outsider. Hollowhowl, Coyotestorm, Tricklestep, please escort her out of our territory at once."
Sandruffle found his mouth agape to argue but simply couldn't think of what to say. His brother clearly would not listen to reason. The warrior noticed Coyotestorm rising to escort Pecanfoot and that Hollowhowl and Tricklestep were weaving through the crowd to join him. Sandruffle frowned and moved to place himself between them. "This is insane. Should we not at least discuss this decision more before exiling a clan member?" he growled.
"Bristlestorm, please restrain our brother. It seems that he has been blinded by this kittypet." Adderstar's voice rang out again before any cat had a chance to respond to Sandruffle demand for reasoning.
The sandy brown tabby turned his head to look towards his leader and before he even had a chance to react, he was slammed to the ground. He grunted under the weight of his other older brother and squirmed slightly as he was held down. Bristlestorm did not meet his gaze as he held him down. Sandruffle let out a frustrated hiss and turned his head to look over at Pecanfoot as the other warriors moved in to surround her. An pained expression took over the warrior's face and he tried to catch her gaze to mouth the words 'I'm so sorry' before she was forced out of the clan.
Briarheart - AlpineClan Camp - w/ Stormfang The russet orange she-cat gave a small murmur of agreement as Stormfang made a comment about the fur on squirrels. She leaned down to take a small bite from the prey. She found the taste to be bland but forced it down regardless. Briarheart looked over at the leader to be as he replied to her question, detecting the honesty in his voice. She pressed her nose to his shoulder in a comforting manner, knowing from her own experience just how heavy one's shoulders could get after losing a mentor and gaining all their responsibility on top of the grief. She wished she could have found the perfect way to put it into words but knew better than to try. There was no magical sentence that would make everything easier. So the medicine cat could only hope that being present and offering what support she could would be enough.
Though she had done the gesture as a way to offer quiet support to Stormfang, she couldn't help but note how comforting his scent was after she pulled away. The medicine cat tried not to let herself dwell on it though as she instead focused on the question he asked her. "It has been... challenging to look after the clan alone. And illness, unfortunately, does not sleep." Briairheart responded with a mirthless smile as she focused her gaze down on on the squirrel. She ate another small bite from the prey and let out a heavy-hearted sigh. "Yes I think it would be good to stock up on herbs.. Especially dock leaves and feverfew. Bellyaches and fevers are the main symptoms of the illness and I've been burning through herbs that help relieve those symptoms like crazy." she mumbled. Briarheart's gaze saddened as she thought about the illness. "I just wish I could figure out a cure. I hope StarClan will give one of some type of answer to all of this." Briarheart couldn't help but be a bit anxious over the chance to convene with them after going so long in silence. She was not sure how much more the clan could take of the illness.
Fallowpaw - ForestClan Camp - w/ Lostpaw Fallowpaw looked between the two siblings before offering a smile. "Oh I'm sure I'll be fine by tomorrow it's not that bad! And sure, maybe we can all train together tomorrow." she meowed excitedly at the thought. Her gaze moved to look to Lostpaw, whom she realized had moved to settle outside of the den. She tilted her head a little, wondering why he had left but his reassuring smile made her assume that he just wanted some space. Thinking that was his reasoning, she turned back to Pinepaw and Fawnpaw and continued to chat with the siblings for a short while longer. After a while, she spoke up. "Alright, I guess I better go visit Elmwhisker, otherwise I'll never hear the end of it."
"We can go with you." Fawnpaw offered again.
"Sure if you want to. Let me just go grab Lostpaw, one second." Fallowpaw meowed with her usual friendly smile before bounding over to the excluded apprentice. Her departure was so quick that she left no time for the two siblings to question her about her decision to bring him along. "Hey Lostpaw, we're about to go to give Elmwhisker a visit because of my paw but I was also thinking maybe he'd be a good place to start about looking into your curse! The rumors always talk about the nightmares he got after all." she pointed out, looking hopefully at Lostpaw. "What do you think?"
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