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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 18:56:09 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
 Parsleypaw stands at the SmokeClan border, legs trembling as he tips his head back to look at the inky night. I can’t believe I’m doing this. He shouldn’t be doing this. He should just turn around and go back to camp and pretend this never happened.
But his first step back toward his Clan sends a jolt of pain shooting up his left foreleg, reminding him why he’s here. Windypaw shoving him into the dry creek bed, the other apprentices laughing, Silverleaf tsking over yet more wasted herbs and wasted time. If he didn’t antagonize them so much they would leave him alone.
Well. Now they have to leave him alone. Gritting his teeth, Parsleypaw turns back around, ignoring the stars overhead. He can’t stay here anymore. He steps over the border and into the wild lands beyond.
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 19:08:55 GMT -5
 (Shrikepaw for reference. Probably won't include this in every post since I won't use a Fancy Format lol) Shrikepaw Shrikepaw is running, and she wishes she didn't want to look back. But part of her knows that she is running away from her home, from everything she's ever known. She's also knows she's running away from a false leader who misuses the name of StarClan to justify his rule. At the SnowClan border she allows herself one glance back at the territory, before stepping across the border, vowing only to return to expose the injustice of the clans. |
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 19:12:34 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
There’s a sound like thudding heartbeats somewhere behind and to his right. Parsleypaw freezes, trying to track the sound. What is it? A fox? A rogue? A dog? His own Clanmates chasing him? The sound grows louder until he shrieks and unfreezes enough to run, picking a direction at random, only to immediately plow into a furry body and go down in a tangle of limbs.
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 19:23:48 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
Shrikepaw hears pawsteps and begins running faster. Unfortunately, this just means a harder collision. After tumbling a short distance, Shrikepaw quickly gets back up and sees an unfamiliar cat with the scent of SmokeClan.
"Who are you?! What are you doing outside of SmokeClan territory?" she spits, prepared for a fight.
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 19:28:56 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Parsleypaw staggers to his feet and immediately cowers before the angry apprentice. A SnowClan cat?
“W-what are you doing so far outside SnowClan territory?” he returns, wincing when his voice shakes.
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 19:42:05 GMT -5
Shrikepaw "I..." Shrikepaw freezes. She doesn't know how much she should tell this cat, but she decides to tell him what she believes, even if it upsets him. "The clans do not follow the will of StarClan. I can't stay in them anymore if I want to follow in the examples of the Saints. Now, you tell me what you're doing here, and you better have a pretty good reason!" While she tries to sound confident, a brief waver in her voice betrays Shrikepaw's anxiety. Running into a clan cat is dangerous. Saying heterodox beliefs is dangerous too. If he runs back to his leader and word reaches SnowClan camp who knows what might happen. |
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 19:47:56 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
”O-oh,” Parsleypaw stammers, straightening a little now that attack seems less imminent. He’s still prepared to bolt if she attacks, though; at least he knows what to expect around his own Clanmates. “Um. So. I, uh…”
Wow, she has such a good reason for running away! If he tells her he can’t handle a little roughhousing, what will she do? They’re all alone out here. Wait. StarClan. He puffs out his chest, looking as important as he can while still trembling. “I’m, uh, on a mission! A mission from StarClan!”
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 19:51:44 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
Shrikepaw's ears perk up with interest. "A mission?" she asks "What for?". Grand ideas run through her head. What if this is a fated encounter, and she's meant to go on the mission with him?
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 20:01:14 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Parsleypaw hesitates, glancing wildly around for clues. Oh, he did not think this through, did he. And he can’t very well back down, or she’ll claw him! “It’s, uh, for…” he glances up, spotting the waning moon above them. “The moon! I had a dream about, um, the moon, or a piece of it, maybe, falling out of the sky. M-maybe it has something to do with, uh, SnowClan, and why you ran away?” Oh StarClan why did he say that. He rushes to finish, “I think I’m supposed to, uh, find it. The piece of moon. And fix, um, things.” He winces, ducking his head and preparing to be laughed at or hit.
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 20:25:05 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
Shrikepaw's eyes widen. "You think it might have something to do with me?" she says without thinking, before hastily adding, "Well, if you were given a quest by StarClan then it would be prudent to journey with another cat. Maybe we could, um, journey together?" |
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 20:41:40 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Oh no. Oh, no. Parsleypaw takes yet another step back, looking around like the fields of grass might have answers for him. No such luck. “Um. Yeah? Maybe…maybe we could. I-If you want to.” If he’s running away, two cats have a better chance of survival than one.
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 20:46:46 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
"I am honored to serve the will of StarClan." Shrikepaw says, barely containing her excitement. "Also, I didn't catch your name, though I guess we didn't really meet on very... pleasant terms. I'm Shrikepaw."
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 25, 2023 20:50:25 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Now that the she-cat’s tone has changed, Parsleypaw creeps a little closer. “Okay. Cool. Cool? Um. I’m Parsleypaw. It’s nice to meet you?” Oops, he did not mean to make that a question.
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Post by kittybird on Jan 25, 2023 21:01:39 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
Too wrapped up in her excitement to make much note of his nervousness, Shrikepaw says, "Alright! Did StarClan tell you where we need to go?"
((one thing about roleplay that I've always found kinda weird (idk if that's the word I'm looking for) is how roleplays will mandate sentence limits for posts but sometimes, like in dialogue, a short post is better. Hopefully you understand why I make a shorter post when I make one lol.))
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Post by wanderwren on Jan 27, 2023 19:15:59 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Parsleypaw winces. “Um, kinda? I…I know which way to start walking. They’ll probably tell us more when we get, um, close.” He glances around. SmokeClan is this way, SnowClan that way…choosing a direction at random, he tries to sound confident. “This way!”
((I gotcha! minimum word/sentence counts can be helpful but they can just as often be hurtful))
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Post by kittybird on Jan 29, 2023 0:13:47 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
"Okay!" says Shrikepaw, barely hiding her excitement anymore. She trots off in the direction Parsleypaw indicated, not waiting for him to lead the way.
((now comes the part where we Think about what happens next LOL))
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Post by wanderwren on Feb 8, 2023 22:04:03 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Parsleypaw hurries to catch up, following a step or two behind Shrikepaw. What has he just gotten himself into? Making up a prophecy? Where is he going to find a piece of the moon? Maybe in the morning Shrikepaw will be having second thoughts. He sure is. In the meantime…maybe it wouldn’t hurt to try to be friends with the one cat who doesn’t totally hate him yet.
“So, uh, Shrikepaw. You were talking earlier about leaving SnowClan ‘cause they don’t follow the Saints? What’s that about?”
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Post by kittybird on Feb 15, 2023 0:38:47 GMT -5
Shrikepaw "Well..." Shrikepaw pauses. His question reminds her of the danger of telling him too much. Still, she can trust him, right? He was sent by StarClan. "A dog was on our territory. On the edge of it. Thistlestar... she ordered cats to attack it directly. She was warned of how dangerous it was. Many cats told her that, but she wouldn't listen. She said her word was final because was chosen by StarClan. We drove the dog off, but her word cost the lives of many cats. From then on I knew that StarClan would never choose such a leader." She decided to leave out her beliefs on the warrior code, for now. Shrikepaw didn't want to scare him off. |
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Post by wanderwren on Feb 19, 2023 22:04:48 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Parsleypaw winces sympathetically. "I'm so sorry. That must've been terrible." He doesn't know much about Thistlestar, but he wouldn't have expected any leader to be so flippant with their warriors' lives.
A beat too late, he remembers the act he's supposed to be putting on. "Uh, so, I guess it's a good thing StarClan sent me. But...but aren't you going to miss anyone there? What if you change your mind?"
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Post by kittybird on Feb 20, 2023 23:42:26 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
"Er, um, well..." Shrikepaw didn't want to think about that right now. She didn't want to think about her mother, or her sisters, or- "Hey, don't you think we should hunt for prey right now?" Shrikepaw blurts, in an obvious attempt to distract both of them from the subject of home.
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Post by wanderwren on Mar 6, 2023 23:04:18 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Oh, great, he stepped on a sensitive subject. Of course she doesn’t want to talk about that right now. The change of subject is definitely not subtle; Parsleypaw flicks his ears back, embarrassed. “Um, right. Hunting! For sure.”
He scents the air, tail twitching loosely, and catches wind of something off to their left. “Rabbit over there, I think? D’you want to go for it together?”
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Post by kittybird on Mar 7, 2023 0:03:45 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
Nodding, Shrikepaw carefully gets into position. Remembering her training, she quietly pads into tall grass. She flicks her tail to signal to Parsleypaw what angle to begin pursuing the rabbit from. Hunting was something Shrikepaw had always enjoyed. She loved the satisfaction of a well-executed plan, although her mentor usually made her the pursuer, believing that she didn't have the skills to meticulously strategize. I'll show him! I can catch prey without him breathing down my neck!
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Post by wanderwren on Apr 9, 2023 23:11:50 GMT -5
P A R S L E Y P A W
Parsleypaw's pelt tingles with nerves as he follows Shrikepaw's gesture. Why did he have to point out the rabbit? Couldn't they have gone their separate ways for mice or something? He's fast enough to chase it down, sure, but he always seems to get nervous and do something stupid when he's hunting with his Clanmates. And he definitely doesn't want to mess up in front of Shrikepaw, which is making him nervous enough that he trips over a rock and barely avoids falling on his face. Did she see that? She definitely saw that.
Glancing at Shrikepaw once more, he shifts position again. What if he's misreading her signal? How is he supposed to know what she wants him to do? Maybe SnowClan has completely different signals and ways of hunting and he's about to screw everything up. Parsleypaw sinks his claws into the earth, anxiously digging up grass with every pawstep.
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Post by kittybird on Apr 10, 2023 9:42:44 GMT -5
Shrikepaw
What's he waiting for?, Shrikepaw thinks, shooting him a confused glare. Doesn't he know how to hunt? He's not a kit!
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