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Post by Tealraven on Jan 17, 2023 13:01:05 GMT -5
( ik a lot of people love discord, but it's not really my thing. maybe i'll just lurk. hope i won't be missing out on too much ^^' )
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 17, 2023 13:02:59 GMT -5
((Only thing of importance ive said on there, I can share here as well.
I know I said I would get replies up yesterday, but work today is kicking my rear. If im holding someone up from RPing, you are more than welcome to post around me and I can just rejoin in later
I probably wont get anything up until around 7/8pm CST today. Unless my brain cooperates and I can do something earlier.)) |
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 17, 2023 14:44:50 GMT -5
 Goosepaw >> Out training with
Blaze ♡ , 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 , Tealraven , ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs Feathertalon >> Goosepaw frowned slightly. They weren't going very far from camp? What could they possibly learn to do this close to the camp, there wasn't a whole lot of space for activities over here... The young apprentice sighed. At least he was out of the camp at all, he should be careful to be thankful, at least he wasnt stuck helping Marigoldpaw remember her herbs. Hes helped her recite them so many times, he could probably be an apprentice medicine cat now too. "If we're not going to go too far then we should be learning about how to defend camp, right?" Acaipaw chimed, making Goose perk his ears. That would be fun. A mock battle type thing? He began to size up the apprentices. He was fairly small so he would have to be smart with his attacks so he didnt embarrass himself. "I agree with Acaipaw!" He squeaked, hoping Cowtail would find something to agree on them with.
 Darkfire >> Sand & 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 >> Darkfire flattened his ears at Orangesky's sharp remark. Who did this cat think she was? He let out a low growl in irritation. his head snapped around, his glare now on Prickletooth. "Your space? Oh I'm sorry, Frogblaze must have given you the title of "Official Clan loaf" while I was busy checking to see the borders were safe earlier. My apologies." He mocked, bowing his head in sarcasm. As Prickletooth began to spit insults as a rebuttal, Darkfire let out a low laugh. "You and your mouse grippers are more than welcome to go grip a mouse. We wouldn't want the new clan Loaf to starve. And yes, Orangesky, you better go with him so you can make sure he doesnt choke." Or make sure he does, either way. Darkfire thought to himself. The large tom cat had little time for semantics with other cats who held little to no respect for him. One day, they would have no choice but to do as he said, so for now, he let it roll off his back.
Before the two cats could turn to the fresh kill pile, Darkfire flicked his tail high up in the air, making sure to nip Orangesky's cheek, lifted his head, and bounded to the fresh kill pile, also making sure to purposely pick the fattest mouse in the whole thing for himself. Prickletooth and Orangesky could go hungry for all he cared, at least he would be satisficed.
The large tom settled near the entrance of the camp to enjoy his meal in peace. 
Cherryfrost >> Falconwing >> 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇
Cherryfrost giggled as she bounded away, being momentarily distracted from Darkfires encounter with two other cats. That tom had an issue with pride that was for sure. Looking back at Falcon, She shook her head slightly. "I hope its cool over there, this long fur of mine is really a pain sometimes." She mewed, waving her feathery tail in the wind. "Do you think our kits have any secrets about things they have done behind out tails?" She asked, her head a little to the side. She slowed down her pace, wanting to enjoy the quite from away from camp.
The black and white she-cat tasted the air, drinking is the array of scents it brought to her pallet. There was the scent of wet dirt, dew drops on trees, and thankfully no coyotes that she could detect, at least nothing fresh. She was careful to keep an eye out for any strange scents incase she would need to report it. She could hear the laughter of the apprentices not to far, finding comfort in the fact that her kits had surrounded themselves with good friends. |
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 17, 2023 15:31:19 GMT -5
((Okay, I think i got the replies up I needed to get up. If i missed someone let me know.
𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 im really sorry about the shorter reply for Cherry, My brain is dying on me today  )) |
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jan 17, 2023 19:50:19 GMT -5
Not detecting any fever or shortness of breath, Sandyhawk could only imagine that Dunewhisker's headache was persistant by lack of sleep. He'd be a hypocrite if he criticized his brother, for the tom wasn't any better at maintaining his own proper sleep schedule. Then again, that didn't stop him from nagging Twigstar about hers. Before he's able to properly diagnose Dunewhisker, the squeak of his apprentice can be heard as the little feline poked her head into the den. "Well alright then, get in here." He spoke out, nodding his head to gesture her closer. Marigoldpaw still had a lot to learn, but she was starting to get the hang of memorizing the herbs.
"How is your work going, anyways? Have patrols been going out steadily?" Sandyhawk's ear twitched when he felt the warm breath ruffling his fur. Then he straightened and went towards the back of the den where the herbs were stored, listening to his brother as he responded. He grabbed a bundle of two different white flowers, coming back to the warrior and his apprentice and set them down in front of them.
He still considered Marigoldpaw to be too young to be treating cats on her own, even with his supervision, so she'd just have to watch for now. The tabby tom pointed a front paw to the stalk of flowers with the smaller white petals. "This is feverfew, it obviously helps with headaches, but do you remember what else it's used for?" He asked, then separated a couple of flowers and pushed them over to Dunewhisper. "Here, eat these." ————- ☀ ————-
Asterthorn with Palesand, Dawnfire, & Tawnyface
camp
@ Tealraven , ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs , @blazheart Blissfully unaware of Frogblaze's scheming, or that her leaving the conversation would ruffle so many feathers, Asterthorn was happy to see that her friends were so willing to have her join. After being beckoned, the black-and-white warrior lowered her head into the group circle, grinning as she realized they had been scheming after all. She leaned against Palesand when the pale-furred molly's tail came around her shoulders, listening to what her friend had to say.
"The ranch!" Asterthorn exclaimed louder than she'd meant to, her pelt quickly growing hot in embarrassment. She lifted her head slightly to look around, making sure no one had heard her. For a brief moment she caught Frogblaze glancing her way, noticing the hurt that was quickly ebbing away as she conversed with Tumblefawn. Guilt was starting to creep in on her, making her fidget by Palesand's side. Was the deputy really that offended that she'd left? Asterthorn didn't think she cared for her company anyways.
It was the sound of Dawnfire's voice that pulled her back in, looking at the ginger-and-white warrior with a softer smile. That is until the mention of riding made her eyes widen. "What? Why would we race on beetles? That doesn't make any sense, we're way bigger than bugs." Orangesky spared a glance over to Prickletooth, catching his gaze and sharing a smirk. With the two of them together, they could be unstoppable. A grumpy tom with an inferiority complex was kit's play, easy to manage if he didn't pick a fight. She came around to stand by Prickletooth's side, now staring unimpressed at Darkfire as he continued to throw his tantrum and mock them.
Her eyes went wide when she felt the brush of Darkfire's tail-tip across her cheek. Orangesky growled and barred her teeth at the older tom. "You better watch that tail of yours before I make sure to bite it off." The molly hissed, glaring after him as he made his way over to the camp entrance.
Letting out a sharp huff Orangesky smoothed her raspy tongue over her shoulder, trying to not let the rude interaction get to her, but Darkfire had a way of managing to get under everyone's fur. "Where does he get all of that audacity?" She grumbled, finally looking back to Prickletooth and relaxing when it was just the two of them. A smile pulled at her lips and she looked to the fresh-kill pile, trying to pick out what seemed most appetizing. "Of course I do. This quail looks pretty plump. Or would you prefer something with less feathers?" Cloudburr loosely followed behind the little she-cat, mainly just watching as they got closer to the abandoned cabin. He could scent the hare by now as well, it had to be close from the way its smell overwhelmed his senses. The fluffy white tom stayed back, crouching behind some foliage as Lilysong made her way over to a bush so she would seem even more unsuspecting. Bright, amber eyes peeked between stems and thorns, trying to keep still as the molly leapt from behind her hiding place and swiftly killed the hare.
He smiled, sitting up straighter and revealing himself as well, giving Lilysong a proud look. "Hey, prey is prey. Doesn't matter if it's skinny, you did good." Cloudburr was about to offer to help carry it when she had already turned to leave. A chuckle vibrated in his chest as he shook his head, following the trail the hare left on the ground. "Looks like someone might have to groom their lunch before taking a bite." He teased, noticing how much dust had been picked up in its soft pelt.
They'd gone out here to hunt, not so Cloudburr could just tease her. Lilysong was right, they needed to catch more than just a skinny hare, even if his whole body protested to the idea of doing any extraneous activity at the moment. "Alright, alright. Just remember that we'll have to carry back everything we catch. Or, I suppose in your case, drag everything back." Okay, enough teasing for now. "Meet you back here in a few?" (i think their mom has definitely passed, also im not sure if the books use molly. it's been a minute since i've read them - but ive had a hankering to restart the series. think all of my books from middle and high school are in a box somewhere in the basement.) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2023 11:27:42 GMT -5
Pigeonclaw »
Any other time a yelp coming from her mate would have put Pigeonclaw immediately into worry mode and then into fight mode to find whatever had made him yelp, but his sudden exclamation was no more than one of surprise. The molly amusingly rolled her eyes toward Silversparrow. That swat was something he should have seen coming.
Her shoulders rolled with a shrug as she then shot the tomcat mocking glance. ”Oh yes, that we were. Cowtail never once had to chase us all over camp.” Running from her parents and hiding anywhere she wanted in the camp had been something she had done a lot of as a kit. Once she had been able to walk she had been bored of sitting in the nursery all day, and eventually she had learned how to sneak out of the nursery and hide wherever she wanted. Sometimes it took just a few seconds for one of her parents to find her, and sometimes it would take quite some time for either of her parents to realize she had even snuck away. Once she had been curled up near the medicine cat den for so long she had fallen asleep only to be woken up by Cowtail gently picking her up by the scruff. Pigeonclaw wondered briefly if her kits would start up antics such as that. She wouldn’t doubt it - if they were even half of the kit she had been then Pigeonclaw and Silversparrow both were sure to have their paws constantly full. It was something she both dreaded yet couldn’t wait for.
Her thoughts of this were pushed to the side as another pang of hunger growled. Without a second thought she grabbed the quail. Usually she wouldn’t have chosen the largest prey on the pile, but as she was currently eating for more than just herself and Silversparrow was sharing with her she knew just one kangaroo rat wouldn’t suffice. Before settling down she padded a few fox-lengths away from the fresh-kill pile, beckoning Silversparrow to join her.
Dustflame »
A sharp breeze stirred up a cloud of nearby dust, throwing it right toward the two warriors. Dustflame shook his head, nose curling up before he himself sneezed as well. It took the older warrior a moment to recover before he was finally able to relax his tensed muscles. Once the breeze had died down he took in a deep breath of the air around him, hoping to catch anything that would tell him Coyotestorm was around. He shook his head when he didn't pick up anything.
Odd, he thought to himself with a flick of his tail. He turned and began walking closer to Hawk Rock's base, scenting this air; this time he picked up a trace of the tom's scent. Gesturing for Sagevale to follow, Dustflame padded a little ways further until he came to a halt when a familiar voice from up above grabbed his attention.
"Hey, up here!"
Dustflame immediately looked up, eyes going wide when he noticed Coyotestorm up in what looked to be a hollowed out den inside Hawk Rock a few feet above. A smug look was clear on the younger warrior's face as he looked down and, with a quick movement, turned and then stuck his head back out a second time, a large rock squirrel in his jaws. ”How did-”
”I jumped, clearly,” Coyotestorm huffed through the squirrel’s pelt. He soon jumped down, landing neatly back onto the ground in front of Dustflame. ”There was no way I was letting this big thing get away.”
Dustflame twitched his tail as he eyed the squirrel and then Coyotestorm. He supposed the younger warrior’s antics weren’t too dangerous, considering that the den didn’t look to be too high up there, but then again, what if that rock squirrel had been running right into a snake den up there? Deciding not to start something with Coyotestorm, Dustflame called out to Sagevale. ”Found him!”
[ this reply sucks, I’m so sorry ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2023 11:32:11 GMT -5
Frogblaze »
It wasn’t easy to find a cat that agreed with her, so hearing Tumblefawn so readily accept her comments had Frogblaze feeling light on her paws. She knew she didn’t need Asterthorn, not if she had a cat like Tumblefawn around who would listen to her and agree with her. Frogblaze just needed to forget about Asterthorn, just needed to push down the hurt she had felt over the other molly’s rejection. That was going to be easier said than done, especially since she still felt a sting in her chest, but she could ignore that. She had Tumblefawn to distract her. Maybe they would actually hang around her and become a companion.
Frogblaze would never admit it, but she was rather lonely. She had no littermates and no ‘true’ friendships with any cat in the Clan. Sure, she had her parents - just Dustflame now - and there was Yuccatail, but they had to be on friendly terms with her as her former mentor. As she had grown up she had watched her denmates group up and find their own friends, but Frogblaze had never been invited to play or invited to tag along unless one of the older cats had noticed her and suggested she join, much to the chagrin of the original group. Even now as deputy there didn’t seem to be many cats that wanted her around when usually a cat would be honored to have the deputy give them some time of their day. She had thought that maybe Asterthorn would actually want to be around her, but now she had Tumblefawn here who, for now, seemed genuine in their intentions.
When asked what she had in mind Frogblaze went silent, thinking. She knew Dustflame had taken his hunting patrol near Hawk Rock, and while she knew there was a border patrol about to head out, she wasn’t exactly sure which border they would take. Red Caves and the Ranch were popular border spots to travel to as they had the most entertainment, but that left the less exciting borders out. Frogblaze flicked her tail as a thought crossed her mind. The two of them could head to the border near the Abandoned Cabin, yet that was the route Russetnose and Twigstar had taken when the coyotes had jumped them. Not many patrols had taken that route since then, leaving the border weakened. The attack had been a moon ago, perhaps the coyotes had moved on. Just the thought of going out there left her uneasy, but if she went out there and other cats heard about it, wouldn’t they call her brave? Wouldn’t she receive praise for being a brave deputy and securing the area in which a Clanmate had died and the leader lost a life?
The molly took in a deep breath as she looked to Tumblefawn. ”We should check the Abandoned Cabin. It’s been left alone for too long.”
Cowtail »
Cowtail couldn't help but smile at the apprentices' enthusiasm. It wasn't surprising that they were this excited considering they would be outside camp, albeit not far, but from what Cowtail had noticed in his time of being a Clan cat was that apprentices would do almost anything to get to go outside of camp. The black and white tom was sure he would have been the same had he been born in the Clan and grew up here. He wondered for a moment just how different his life would have been if he had been born as an AridClan cat rather than a ranch cat. Would he and [mate's name here, he's still open for a mate (tom or molly) if anybody wants to try out for it. I can go the dead mate route but imagine two kitties excited to be grandparents] have fallen in love still? Cowtail didn't have to think long about it before the answer came to him - of course they would have still fallen in love. They were destined for one another, or so he liked to believe, and no sort of circumstance could break them apart.
But this wasn't the time to stand around and think about his mate. Rather, he needed to focus on the training for this fine group of apprentices he had with him.
The black and white tom narrowed his eyes as they adjusted to the sunlight outside of camp. He motioned for the apprentices to follow him as he turned and walked down a path just to the right of the camp. "That does sound like a good idea, Acaciapaw," the warrior praised, nodding. "I was thinking, that since there's four of you, that there could be two groups of two. One group defending camp while the other group is a pair of hostile rogues or predators." He kept himself from saying 'coyotes', not wanting to toil up any possible fears. "How does that sound?" He questioned as he came to a halt nearby some sparse brush. The land was mostly clear of any cacti here, so he decided this would be the best place to train a group of apprentices.
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Jan 18, 2023 12:26:37 GMT -5
( Feathertalon I’d be into making Cowtail’s mate if you’d like! i’ve got an even split until Quailkit is born, so i’d probably make them a she-cat. i know you wanted to discuss some things beforehand, which we could do here or on discord c: if you want to keep it open to someone else for more variety then i totally understand!) |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2023 12:35:30 GMT -5
[ 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 👀👀👀 is discord or here easier for you to keep up with discussion ] |
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 18, 2023 16:11:24 GMT -5
(Sorry I've been so busy these past few days! I should have time to get posts up today :) )
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 18, 2023 20:15:00 GMT -5
 ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ Marigoldpaw // Sandyhawk & Dunewhisker
Marigoldpaw was slightly taken aback at Dunewhiskers moody glance at her, her eyes narrowing slightly. What in Starclans name could have him so twisted by the whiskers that he felt the need to be rude to her? What had she ever done to him? She shook her head a little and lifted her tail, letting the rudeness roll right off of her. She followed the two into the Medicine Cats den, her tail was sticking straight up in excitement.
She had been working with Goosepaw, trying to get a better mind-hold on the herbs and what they do, or sometimes, Goosepaw would fake an illness and she would have to guess which herb to use. Since Goosepaw had helped her for so long, he was very well versed in the world of herbs, but she knew that asking to help had recently started to bother him so its been a few days since she had asked. She loved seeing him happy in his warrior training and didn't want to be a dark cloud in his day. Even though she felt as though she learned enough to get her paws on the herbs, Sandyhawk still refused to let her. She was growing irritated with it, but told herself that he knew best, and learning would come slowly.
Marigoldpaw sat next to Dunewhisker, her tail wrapped nicely around her paws as she watched her mentor go to the herb stash and gingerly pick up two different white flowers. She started going through her memory, trying to see what herb that was before it was presented to her. Maybe it was Goldenrod? But they weren't yellow and Goldenrod was golden....right? She twitched her ears, her mind racing. Yarrow? Coltsfoot? Feverfew? She couldn't remember. "This is feverfew, it obviously helps with headaches, but do you remember what else it's used for?" Feverfew! I knew it!! She thought to herself, but what was it used for other than headaches??? She cocked her head to the side, staring at the little bundle. "I think it helps with shortness of breath?" She mewed, not sure if she was mixing it up with Coltsfoot. She looked Dunewhisker up and down. "But your not out of breath or having labored breathing..." She mewed, giving the tom a sniff. "Actually, I dont smell anything wrong with you at all. Are you sure your sick?" She asked innocently. If there was one thing, she was not good at scenting minor ailments. She looked over to her mentor for help.
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 18, 2023 22:19:31 GMT -5
((POSTING THIS HERE FOR THOSE WHO ARENT ON THE DISCORD - Hey guys! Just a heads up, I changed Darkfires name to Spiderfur and changed what he looked like. I made a mistake with him (he wasn’t my cat to use and belonged to someone else, I got him mixed up with one of my previously made Characters) so I spoke with blaze and changed him a tad. His personality has remained the same, so no need to rework relations or anything, but if you see Spiderfur as a reply to someone, don’t be confused!
[9:18 PM]
I also created an expecting queen named Honeymist if anyone is interested or in need of a mate! I don’t plan on having her very far along yet, so it’ll be a while before she has kits)) |
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Post by moonclaw400 on Jan 18, 2023 22:37:00 GMT -5
(Buzzardfall is open to a mate, she could be Bluepaw and Rainwhisper's mother)
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 19, 2023 0:52:53 GMT -5
Hazelpaw
Hazelpaw's ears went back slightly at her friend's harsh, teasing tone that was aimed towards her brother. She felt awkward, caught between her littermate and her best friend, so she simply gave Juniperpaw a quick lick on the cheek, before changing the subject to the Red Caves.
"I know I always prefer getting to train with other apprentices," the small calico replied, flashing her brother a small reassuring smile as she did her best to get the target off his back. She loved her best friend, but never knew how to handle the strange rivalry between the two cats. Wanting to escape the uncomfortable situation, she backed up a bit and mewed, "I'll go ask our mentors!"
But when she went to scan the camp for Twigstar, Duskflame, and Birdshadow, the three mentors were nowhere to be seen. In fact, there seemed to be barely any cats in the clan burrow. As she turned back to face her brother and Beepaw, a mischevious grin slowly grew on her face and she inched closer so only they could hear her voice. "None of our mentors are here right now...what if instead of waiting all day for them to get back, we took matters into our own paws and went on an adventure?" Her green eyes sparkled at the idea, and the tip of her tail flicked back and forth in excitement. " What if, instead of going to the Red Caves, or somewhere we've been before, we went somewhere new?"
Sand Tealraven
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Post by Sand on Jan 19, 2023 11:02:22 GMT -5
Prickletooth — fresh kill pile — with Spiderfur & Orangesky  Lmeow// Prickletooth could tell that Spiderfur was bothered and offended, for whatever reason. All he and Orangesky had done was defend himself and his personal space. They were right and he knew it better than anything else. His green eyes stayed narrowed as Spiderfur chose to mock and insult him. Does he find his own insults funny? This is pathetic, the cream tabby tom thought, rolling his eyes at the grey tom.
"At least this Official Clan Loaf knows what he's doing on patrol. He isn't one bit forgetful either," he hissed, insulting Spiderfur's age and physique. "You're an elder now, aren't you? Is this your first or second meal of the day, Spiderfur? Did you forget already? It would be so sad if you felt a pang of hunger in your stomach. How tragic."
As Spiderfur picked up the most plump mouse on the pile, his tail-tip brushed across Orangesky's cheek. The tabby tom glowered at the older warrior, holding back a loud hiss. His teeth were bared temporarily even after Spiderfur padded away. "He's more than full of it. Must be something he developed as a kit," he replied, his pelt bristling with irritation. "If he thinks mocking us is worth his time, he's wrong."
The tom turned to Orangesky, watching and listening to her as she chose a piece of prey. "A quail sounds perfect actually. Plus, I have an idea," he mewed, tail flicking towards their new nemesis briefly. He lowered his voice, standing close to Orangesky. "Want to get back at him? We can get even with him easily. He'll know he's messing with the wrong cats." [ tags: 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 & Brindlebriar ] | credit: flickr for the photo, cc0 licensed | edits: changed darkfire to spiderfur(going to write tumblefawn's responses next) |
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Jan 19, 2023 15:45:14 GMT -5
 Silversparrow
With Pigeonclaw /Feathertalon
mentions; prickle, orange & spider A quail, the food-focused part of his brain cooed as he followed Pigeonclaw over to their resting place. Glancing over his shoulder, casting a curious glance towards Prickletooth, Spiderfur, and Orangesky. That trio was something else and there is a little too much tension for the silver tom's liking.
He dropped into a crouch beside his mate, sniffing delicately along the bird's plumage before grasping part of the wing in-between his teeth and tearing.
After a moment of chewing, he glanced at Pigeonclaw with a quizzing look, "What are you going to do today?". There wasn't too much that the pair had left too do before their litter was born but he knew that Pigeonclaw wasn't going to be the type to lounge around camp. And he wasn't sure how long he could stay by her side to keep with tasks, without being called away for typical warrior duties.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Jan 19, 2023 16:18:59 GMT -5
 Tawnyface beamed as Dawnfire encouraged his antics with her giggling. A flash of warmth spread his chest, even though he was usually in a childish mind-set, the young tom absolutely adored making his friends happy.
"Riding?" Tawnyface wrinkled his nose at Palesand's declartion, "Are you sure you were seeing things properly?" Disbelief was clear on his face. He seen horses, before but they always seemed to eating or moving around. He wasn't a fan of how their huge feet made the earth feel like it was shaking. The ranch was fun... the horses were not.
"The ranch," he echoed back with a slight smirk at Asterthorn's excited chime. He glanced at the three mollies before looking around camp. "I'd say we better leave camp now and get to patroling," he meowed in a normal voice as he pushed himself his paws. He dropped his voice down to a whisper, "We can figure out the rest of the plan when we get there," he pointed out, feeling like a genius. There was too many ears nearby to hear their plans and it wouldn't do to have someone rain on their parade. Today was going to be productive and a blast. |
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Jan 19, 2023 16:20:38 GMT -5
[ if anyone else needs someone to rp with.
i have twigstar, speckledhare, maize, and sandcricket open <3
twig is about to come into camp but everyone else is open to being wherever.
i am going to make another cat but i can't decide which male oc i like the best ]
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 19, 2023 16:54:00 GMT -5
Falconwing
Chuckling at his sister's comment about their desert surroundings potentially being cool, Falconwing shrugged and said, "Well, the odds of that are low, but we can try to stay in the shade." He knew his sister had always struggled with her long, dark fur that seemed to trap heat relentlessly, and wished there was something that could be done to make her more comfortable in their homeland. He himself had medium length fur, and even that could be a pain in the dry season, when the sun beat down mercilessly on the desert below. Luckily, they were in the wet season, so the harsh weather wasn't quite as bad at the moment.
Hearing her question about their kits having secrets, a low rumble formed in his chest and he nodded in amusement. "I have no doubt in my mind that they have done something we don't know about. But obviously nothing too bad, or we would have known about it by now," the tabby tom mused as he hopped up onto a large boulder and began the downhill climb towards the creek. They had finally reached the rocky part of the clan's territory, where the ground gave way to the sloped sides of a small valley where runoff water from the higher ground formed a small creek. To their left, a fallen tree lay across the rocks and the water, providing a bridge of sorts for the cats to cross to the other side if needed. Hoping up onto the tree, Falconwing braced himself in case the trunk had deteriorated. But to his surprise, it was still strong and steady. "Looks just as good as it did when we were kits," he mewed, nodding for her to join him atop the fallen tree.
Brindlebriar
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 19, 2023 20:05:20 GMT -5
 ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ Spiderfur // Orangesky & Prickletooth
Spiderfur narrowed his eyes. Between Prickletooth and Orangesky, the two were relentless, most other cats would have just given up and walked away by now, why did these two continue to banter him? The comments about him being an elder made his ears flatten against his skull. “If I’m an elder, I would expect respect from you. Or did we forget that kits were full of buzzards and incapable of any self restraint?” Spiderfur was getting frustrated now, really all he wanted to do was eat his mouse in peace, but these two fur ball’s apparently had different ideas.
Settling down with his back towards the pair, he began to chew his meal, allowing the warmth to flow down his throat. Was he really losing his warrior-hood? Did he not hold the same powerful gaze as he did before? Did his clan mates really not see him with an eye of respect anymore? He stopped chewing suddenly, his mouse traveling back up his throat. Was he looked at the same way the clan looks at Frogblaze? He swallowed hard to keep his food from coming back up completely.
The large grey Tom pushed his mouse away with a paw, suddenly nit hungry anymore. He looked out the side of his eye to see where Orange and Prickle were. He would love to sink some claws in their skin to teach them a lesson about disrespect.
((Sand & 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢)) ((I will get the rest of my supplies up tomorrow)) |
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 19, 2023 21:08:34 GMT -5
[ if anyone else needs someone to rp with.
i have twigstar, speckledhare, maize, and sandcricket open <3
twig is about to come into camp but everyone else is open to being wherever.
i am going to make another cat but i can't decide which male oc i like the best ]
(I could throw Goldenstrike at Maize if you'd like!) |
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 19, 2023 21:38:01 GMT -5
(The term molly isn't in the first few books, but I just started re-reading all the books, so I wonder if one of the other authors opted for that term instead of she-cat. I guess I'll find out!)
Lilysong
Lilysong had ventured off in the area behind the abandoned cabin. She had scented a mouse in that direction, and spotted it not long after, but to her dismay, the small rodent had run into the safety of a pile of red rocks. Crouching down just out of site of the small gap between the rocks, her green eyes remained locked in on the spot in case the plump mouse decided to make another appearance. Her mouth watered at the thought of the juicy piece of prey, and she found herself so focused on the escaped mouse that she almost missed the tell-tale rattle behind her. Luckily, her warrior instincts kicked in and Lilysong glanced over her shoulder just in time to see a rattlesnake striking out at her. With a yowled, she launched herself up in the air, claws out as she landed a few feet away, having barely escaped the deadly bite.
"Cloudburr!" The brown she-cat cried out, panting heavily as she kept her eyes on the snake. Its forked tongue flickered in and out of its mouth, and it taunted her with its slitted eyes. Hissing and baring her teeth, she tried to slowly back up, but the snake inched forward, closing the distance once more. Lilysong's heart pounded in her chest, and she prayed to StarClan that they would send help, otherwise she might be joining them soon herself.
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 Feathertalon Sand
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Jan 20, 2023 11:25:56 GMT -5
[ if anyone else needs someone to rp with.
i have twigstar, speckledhare, maize, and sandcricket open <3
twig is about to come into camp but everyone else is open to being wherever.
i am going to make another cat but i can't decide which male oc i like the best ]
I'll get a starter posted for you in a moment ]😊 |
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Jan 20, 2023 11:47:18 GMT -5
 Maize
at the ranch "I want out," Maize let out a loud meow. Her twoleg's mate shot her another annoyed glance. Her amber eyes narrowed at him and she let out another loud, piercing meow, "Out!" She had to resist the urge to stomp her feet, knowing that would get her nowhere. Her twoleg's mate wasn't prone to her charms. She watched him keenly as he stood up and she swiftly brushed against his leg with a softer meow this time and pleading eyes.
He muttered something and leaned down to pick up Maize, earning himself a happy purr from the fluffy feline. 'You need your collar and stay out of the corrals. I don't need to hear about it from Lisa', the mate said as he clipped a little blue collar with a bell around her neck. He opened the door and set her gently down on the mat before scratching her chin and disappearing back in the house.
Maize watched the door close for a moment before letting out a happy chortle. She spun around on her paws and bounced down the stairs with bright eyes.
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 20, 2023 15:49:22 GMT -5
⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ Goosepaw // outside camp training
Goosepaw sat on his haunches as Cowtail described the group training they would be doing. He did decide to go with Acaciapaw's idea of defending and attacking the camp. Silently asking to be defender, Goosepaw looked between the apprentices. He was not well know with them yet, and didn't have a strong friendship with one more so than the other so whoever he was going to pared with didn't really bother him. "Can I be a defender?" He mewed, sitting upright. He was going to ask, but his mother told him once if he doesn't ask, he would miss out on a lot of things.
The sun was beating down on them, even tho it was in the middle of wet season, it was still very warm. Thankfully there were little puddles of water here and there for them to able to drink from if they needed it.  ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ Cherryfrost // FalconwingCherryfrost dug her claws in, matching them with the claw marks from many moons ago. "I wonder how many cats come here and use this log as a proper claw sharpening place." She thought. It was the perfect coarseness for it. She let herself drag her claws down the side a few times before realizing that she had given herself a perfect splinter between her claw and its sheath.
"Agh!" She piped, lifting her paw from the ground. "Blessed Starclan. I've given myself a splinter in the worst place." She grumbled. She tried to dig it out with her teeth when the sound of a low growl, not coming from her brother caught her attention. She froze, her tongue out, and her paw still in the air. Looking over at Falconwing with wide eyes, she held her breath. "What was that...." She whispered, tongue still halfway out of her mouth.
 ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ Honeymist // GrayfireHonesymist shuffled her paws. She had not yet told her mate that she had just confirmed she was expecting. What a new world her and Gray were about to enter together. How did she want to tell him? Should she go out and look for little flowers? Should she just tell him over a meal? She wanted to make it special for the two of them since this was the first litter she would be having. Oh teh world of opportunities! What would they do for names? How many would there be? What would they look like? She was nearly bursting at the seams.
She looked around camp for her mate, Grayfire. Spotting him she slowly came up behind. "Lovely, may we share a few words?" She mewed, drawing her tail down the toms spine.
(These all came out a lot shorter than I originally wanted, but I am in a rut today for some reason, my next post will be better I promise) |
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Post by daydreams on Jan 20, 2023 19:40:49 GMT -5
sheepsong with open
camp
@ Tag
narrowed multi-colored eyes watched the cats around the camp, judgement clouding her gaze. it was a natural instinct for sheepsong to judge everyone, even if they weren't bothering her. something as simple as the way another cat walked, talked, or even sat could cause judgement to radiate off the white molly. she sat crouched near where she had slept the night previously, ears flicking as she tuned in and out of the conversations happening around her. grayfire sat alone, contently eating. the slender gray oriental tuned out the other cats around him, focusing on his meal. a quick sniff of the air was all he needed to know that his mate was a near, and a second, the feeling of her tail drifting across his spine confirmed that it was indeed her. looking up, the tom purred and gently butted his head against her chin in greeting. "i would love nothing more than to speak with you," he replied, pushing the rest of his meal towards her in offering. 
sharkbite with open
camp
@ Tag
sharkbite was always late to rise, sometimes sleeping in until late in the afternoon when the sun was well into the sky. the scrawny bengal didn't see the need to wake early with the rest of his clanmates as he rarely left camp due to his age. the ancient tom blinked open his green eyes with an audible groan, his jaw stretching out into a yawn. his bones creaked as he uncurled and stretched out his legs. he was slowly losing his sight, but he could still see the blurry shapes of his clanmates around him. 
larkspurbreeze with speckledhare
camp
Blaze ♡ larkspurbreeze was a slurry of legs and fur as she chased her own pluming tail. the rambunctious molly nearly crashed into several of her clanmates, muttering quick apologizes that dissolved into fits of laughter. more kit than warrior, larkspurbreeze never had a dull moment and could easy entertain herself for the better part of the day. tripping over her own tail, the white feline came to a crashing halt, her body toppling over and landing on the ground, her legs kicking out and hitting a solid object. said object turned out to be another warrior who she recognized to be speckledhare. "sorry!" the warrior rushed out as she fought to catch her breath. "i didn't see ya there!" |
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 20, 2023 19:58:14 GMT -5
Goldenstrike
The previous night, as Goldenstrike had laid amongst his fellow warriors, he found himself unable to sleep. Restless in both mind and body, the orange tom had carefully snuck out of camp to go for a walk to try and ease his spirits. He cared not where his feet led him, so long as he was able to move. Once he was far enough from camp, he broke into a lope, and then a run, feeling adrenaline course through his veins as he raced through the desert. Momentarily, he closed his eyes and just focused on the feeling of the ground below and the wind blowing through his fur. This. This was freedom.
When he finally opened his eyes, he could see the Ranch looming ahead, growing in size as he ran closer. Feeling hesitant at the thought of being there alone, he slowed to a walk, then to a halt, chest heaving as he caught his breath. His green eyes scanned the ranch, but saw no movement. Deciding it would be interesting to investigate the place on his own, the ginger tom resolutely trotted forward, slipping under the fence surrounding the property. Using all of his warrior skills, he slowly checked out every part of the ranch, and before he even realized it, the sun had come out.
With a yawn, he shook his head in an attempt to banish the sleep from his eyes, but he couldn't help it. He had worn himself out, and a good night's--or day's--sleep was finally on the horizon. Deciding that he could sneak in a small nap before making the trek back to camp, Goldenstrike curled up in the top of the hayloft, where he figured no one would bother him and he could get some sleep. He could smell the faint scent of a kittypet amongst the hay, but the smell seemed at least a day or two old, so he figured it would be fine. Besides, what harm could a kittypet do to a warrior like him?
Blaze ♡
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Jan 21, 2023 4:35:34 GMT -5
 S a g e v a l eIW Coyotestorm and Dustflame || Mentions Twigstar || Hawk Rock || Tag Feathertalon »»————- ★ ————-«« Sagevale gave a squeak of surprise when they heard Coyotestorm's loud yowl from above the rock. They breathed a sigh of relief when they spotted the tabby warrior as well.
"That could have been worse," they whispered to Dustflame as they padded up. They truly did not want to explain to Twigstar how a warrior had just gone missing while on patrol. In a louder voice, they called out to Coyotestorm: "Good catch! Shall we head back or do you want to try team hunting this time? Or patrol the border?" They could easily guess that Dustflame's answer would be a hard no, but Coyotestorm could have some different opinion. Besides - they themself weren't in a huge hurry to go back to camp with all the outright tension and hostility there."
They briefly glanced side to side to see if more dust kicked up. If anything, having a lack of vision here wouldn't be ideal - they didn't want to get caught off-guard here.
»»————- ★ ————-«« Acaciapaw puffed his chest out at Cowtail's praise (and Goosepaw's chime-in too, he guessed - even if Goosepaw'd said his name wrong, ugh). And team battling! Just like he'd wanted. Maybe this training was turning up to be better than he'd expected it to be. Maybe Juniperpaw wasn't here so they'd make the best team ever, or Beepaw wasn't here to make this fun, but still - it was in a way, what he wanted to do.
"That sounds great!" he blurted, not even half bothering to mask his enthusiasm. "Can I be part of the defending team? Please please?" He hopped to his paws to crouch down. "I'm going to claw the ears off any predator here!" he mock-growled, lashing his tail.
 D a w n f i r eIW Tawnyface, Palesand, Asterthorn || Mentions Frogblaze, Tumblefawn || Camp || Tag Blaze ♡ Tealraven 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 »»————- ★ ————-«« Dawnfire gave a small squeak of shock when Asterthorn interjected - and then gave a wheeze of laughter at the misunderstanding. "What?! I didn't mean that we'd race the beetles - I mean, race with the beetles, racing the beetles is a perfectly fun thing to do - I meant we'd race the horses!" she spluttered.
Dawnfire quieted down at Tawnyface's point: he was right, it looked pretty bad to just sit around and talk about fun when they should be 'patrolling.' Ugh. The tabby-and-white molly shot a glance at Frogblaze - the deputy did look occupied with Tumblefawn, but who knew when that short fuse of hers would go off again? Better be safe than sorry.
"Yeah, we better get out of here before someone comes back to demand why we aren't following orders," she agreed. Dawnfire rose to her paws as well and nudged Tawnyface's shoulder with her head. "Come on, last one to the ranch has to eat beetles!" she called over her shoulder, already rushing towards the entrance.
 T e m p e s tIW n/a || Mentions n/a || on the outskirts of the Red Caves || Tag Brindlebriar »»————- ★ ————-«« The tabby wasn't really familiar with the machinations of this town. Tempest crept slowly along the edges of one gigantic house, making sure to lay low.
This can't really be any different than hiding behind the rocks back home, he reminded himself. He opened his jaws to scent the air. Someone had told him in passing that there were plenty mice in the area. He'd eaten too many fish in the past couple days and he now had a craving for mouse. Tempest fixed his sights on the critter, lying just a few tail-lengths before him. He paused, collecting himself, before settling properly into a crouch, ready to strike.
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