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Post by bluewonder on May 11, 2023 10:30:45 GMT -5
Thorneyes
In Camp
With the upcoming patrol and Snowflower, Dark Thoneyes purred in amusement, glad to hear Snowflower return his teasing. Palewhisker
In Camp
With Violetbloom, Dark Palewhisker let out a small growl, feeling a bit uncomfortable that Violetbloom was speaking with her. She cast a glance over at Nettlefang, hoping he hadn't noticed that she looked to be getting chummy with a non-clanborn cat. "Well, there's not that much to be doing, as Nettlefang and I already grabbed freshkill for everyone and a border patrol is about to head out. If you were looking to be useful, I think you missed your chance." She hissed as she pulled her vole closer to herself, angling her body away from Violetbloom to show she wasn't trying to affiliate herself with her. She had to admit it was annoying to see a non-clanborn cat not pulling their own weight.
(Lol sorry Palewhisker isn't giving much as far as replies and is being super rude towards Violetbloom lol! I don't actually think Violetbloom doesn't pull her own weight, I'm just writing what I think is natural for Palewhisker's inner monologue! !) |
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Post by blu on May 11, 2023 11:20:54 GMT -5
(bluewonder I love that Palewhisker is acting like she single-handedly fed the clan when all she and Nettle did was gossip and scheme lol xD)
(And god no my usual commute isn't 3 hours! I was going back to uni after visiting my family and honestly I got some work done so it wasn't toooo bad... Also I applied for a refund cause the train was super late and your girl got her £30 back 
I love a nice gentle storm  Any rainbows? )
Reedwing
(with Snowflower, Thorneyes, Shadowstep, Nettlefang, Thistleheart; patrol)
bluewonder Little meow meow Dark
As Snowflower joined them and struck up a light-hearted conversation with Thorneyes, Reedwing couldn't help but smile - she was glad to be around cats who'd recovered from the tragedy more succesfully than she had, and were raising the tense mood that had descended upon the clan. 'I don't think a Mossclan cat would taste particularly good.' she added as they waited for Thistleheart to join them.
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Post by Dark on May 11, 2023 11:40:02 GMT -5
Snowflower w/ Patrol- Little meow meow blu bluewonder Snowflower wrinkled her nose at Reedwing’s comment. “I don’t think any cat would taste particularly good.” Violetbloom w/ Palewhisker- bluewonder (Don’t worry, I caught on lol) Violetbloom blinked in response. That’s quite a lot for two cats.“There isn’t much else to be done really, and I’m not particularly good at hunting. Though I could try,” her whiskers twitched with amusement. She decided to still ignore how cold the other she-cat was acting toward her, even though it was painful to experience.
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Post by 🐦silvermoon2🐦 on May 11, 2023 16:19:24 GMT -5
Gorseleap
At Sunning Stones, with Haretooth bluewonder' Yes, we probably should.' Gorseleap meowed, rising to her paws. At Haretooth's mention of the burial, she felt a pang of sadness, but pushed it away, reminding herself that their lost clanmates wouldn't want them to dwell on their sadness, but rather to move on and serve their clan in the best way they could. ' I hope I don't have to go, I would be glad to never see those MossClan mangepelts again in my life.' Gorseleap meowed in response to Haretooth. ' I wonder if they'll even dare to show their faces after what they've done.'
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Post by bluewonder on May 11, 2023 20:58:38 GMT -5
(I'm glad you got some money back at least!! And no, no rainbows. Just gentle showers and far away lightning. And I know! I love that Nettlefang and all of their ~drama~ has given me room to just expand on this part of her personality lol) Thorneyes
In Camp
With the upcoming patrol and Snowflower, Dark ; Reedwing, blu Thoneyes openly chuckled, happy for the banter between cats. "But Reedwing has a point, Mossclan would taste especially bad! All that mud and all those frogs... blech!" He scrunched his face up comedically, and let the conversation fizzle a little before slowly positioning himself behind Snowflower.... until he jumped out at her with a loud "Ribbit!" in a playful attempt to startle her. Palewhisker
In Camp
With Violetbloom, Dark Palewhisker huffed, somewhat annoyed that the she-cat wasn't taking her hint and confused why the conversation continued to linger. "Well, I don't know what to tell you then." She grumbled. "There's always plenty to be done. For example, you could do something like.... I don't know, change some bedding, or help Haretooth look for ticks!" Palewhisker added the last part snootily, well aware that she was suggesting apprentice duties. After all, non-clanborn cats were most well suited with these menial tasks since, in Palewhisker's opinion, they weren't as good as the cats who had generations of clan blood running through their veins.
Haretooth
Returning to Camp from Sunning Stones
With Gorseleap, 🐦silvermoon2🐦
Haretooth nodded, sharing Gorseleap's anti-Mossclan sentiments. After all, Mossclan was responsible for the death of her kits. However, she wouldn't mind being at the gathering to give them a piece of her mind in person. They'd see how much fire she still had in her claws. "I'm wondering that too." Haretooth admitted as she began the journey home with Gorseleap. "I hope Greystar has enough sense to know it may be a trap- they may attack our camp while we are gone or attack at the gathering itself. It would be just like those fox-hearts to break Starclan's sacred truce."
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Post by Dark on May 12, 2023 8:30:14 GMT -5
Snowflower w/ Patrol- bluewonder ; blu Snowflower let out a small shriek at the sudden loud noise behind her. She turned around, facing Thorneyes, the fur on her neck rising. "You're awfully good at being a frog, you even look like one as well," she teased, though couldn't hide the fact that she was a little spooked. Violetbloom w/ Palewhisker- bluewonderVioletbloom let out a small sigh. Her efforts in trying to interact with the molly had failed, as she expected. "Well, goodbye, Palewhisker. Have a nice meal!"
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Post by 🐦silvermoon2🐦 on May 12, 2023 8:52:10 GMT -5
Gorseleap
Returning to Camp bluewonder' Yes it would' Gorseleap agreed as the two she-cats padded back to camp. Part of Gorseleap wanted the two clans to settle things out in peace, so no more GaleClan cats would be lost to MossClan. But the other part longed for the chance to sink her claws into a MossClan cats pelt. They'd deserve it, after what they've done to us she thought.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 12, 2023 9:35:46 GMT -5
(( Sorry about Snowflower, I must have forgotten to add them -- little off my game lately. I'll make sure they're added properly after I check the joining board. Might be a few folks I haven't had the time to add and/or forgot so I'll take care of all that today ToT )) Shadowstep • Tom • FighterLocation: Galeclan Camp with Reedwing, Nettlefang, Snowflower, Thistleheart & Thorneyesblu bluewonder Dark Certainly it was quite uncharacteristic of the cold cat, Palewhisker hadn't been wrong in her accusations against his character in that regard. Cold, Reserved, with a loyalty that although present didn't bare the warmth and true care for the clan another Galeclan cat mgiht have felt. However, he took no joy or pride in unsettling his clanmates, and hardly wished to embarrass the deputy in front of the cats she might someday have to lead. No, he respected the authority she held and with all the chaos the day prior had induced, well, perhaps he did have some mercy in his heart somewhere. However, whereas Palewhisker's return and unkind glances went unnoticed, Nettlefang had made his hostility known with but a glance. Even so, Shadowstep regarded the leader's son with the very same indifference as he'd regarded the pale she-cat the night before. A pathetic hatred he had little interest in concerning himself with to say the least when there were concerns of far more severity to deal with.
Even so, there was something about Nettlefang that struck him as a bit more... threatening. Whereas he could view Palewhisker as simply a cat a little too eager to prove her loyalty, mouse-brained but well intentioned, he felt no such innocence when it came to Nettlefang. Having more than enough experience with cats with ambition far above the well being of the clan, he couldn't help but feel a dark intention he could not place from Greystar's own son. However, he was far more reserved in his own judgement and whereas he may have not love Nettlefang's presence, he was not one to accuse without evidence of such things. For all he knew, Nettlefang was no more a dark presence than any other cat. Maybe age was just getting to him. Regardless, he remained quiet as he awaited the rest of the patrol's arrival, simply looking forward to stretching out his legs. Thistleheart • Tom • Runner
Location: Galeclan Camp with Reedwing, Nettlefang, Snowflower, Shadowstep & Thorneyes
Thistleheart had spent that night on the mend after his minor injuries but was grateful to have been cleared for a return to duties that morning. A few scratches were hardly enough to demand he remained confined to the den. So, it was with some subdued delight that he raised his head from his comfortable sunning spot, though such spots were rare beneath the earth, and glanced towards Reedwing with some curiosity. A moment later he had made it to his paws and lept from his ledge down onto the soft earth below, padding over to the deputy.
"Quite a little gathering we have here. A patrol, I assume?" the brown tabby inquired, seemingly at least no longer in a mood of open hostility or bitter sorrow as he had been the night before. Certainly, he still felt the pang of loss they all had been forced to bear but he was an older warrior and accustomed to placing his focus on warrior duties above the tragedies that befell the clan now and again. Amberleaf • Tom • Medicine CatLocation: Medicine Cat's Den with Mothpawblu Amberleaf was quiet as he heard out the young cat, well, what she was willing to say at least. He'd dealt with more than a few cats that weren't particularly skilled at speaking what they meant during his moons as a Medicine Cat. Cats too stubborn to show their feelings or those that simply didn't know how to put their thoughts to words. Thus it was hard to find fault in the Uncertainty that radiated from the apprentice, and after lastnight he imagined quite a few cats weren't sure how to express what they were feeling. Losing one cat was always a major blow but to lose three was... well, it had certainly caused more distress than usual.
"In that case, how about you join me inside for a bit, a little chat might help you decide what it is you'd like to do today." he began, shifting to the side to allow the young cat entrance into the den with a little knowing glance at the young cat. Perhaps he could take some relief in the emptiness of the den in this event, knowing that as well-meaning as Featherpaw was, her manner could be a bit much for those seeking guidance. In time perhaps she'd settle down but for the time being, he was glad to have some peace and quiet to dole out a word or two with his more conflicted clanmates.
(( Just gonna smash this burial so we can finally start heading towards other things cause man, we keep volleying between one clan having too many things to do and then another having things to finish and xD )) Burial Party; Birchheart, Featherpaw & FirepawLocation: Heather Beds with Hyliaecho, Ivyspot & Crowpawdaydreams Junospower Dark
Gently patting the earth down over the bodies, Birchpaw stepped away to quietly look over the graves in silence, though his eyes soon closed in a silent prayer to starclan. He hoped that his brother would find peace, though the sinking pang of grief remained. Even so, he could only tell himself they were in a better place and would down upon them all from the comforts of Silverpelt, although he would have rather had them safely home. Robinflame would have made as good a leader as would Reedwing, though he hoped it would be quite some time before they'd have to worry about losing Greystar as well. With a heavy sigh, he addressed the other cats, "I thank you all for this, but we should get back to camp." Although he wouldn't deny the desire to mourn a moment longer was enticing, he didn't want to leave the clan without able-bodied warriors any longer than was necessary.
Firepaw was practically dead on his paws by the time they were done, dirt caked to his paws and fur while the sleepless night made him feel as though he might just drop right there. One could even note that Featherpaw seemed to have lost her energy, even despite her nap and was a mere pawstep from erupting into complaints. Thus it went without saying that the young cats were looking forwards to returning home. |
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Post by bluewonder on May 12, 2023 9:43:36 GMT -5
Thorneyes In Camp
With the upcoming patrol and Snowflower, Dark Thorneyes feigned a hurt look. "Hey now, that's a low blow." He mewed. "Frogs are some ugly little creatures! And I happen to know I'm much more handsome than that!" He purred, enjoying the banter.Palewhisker
In Camp
With Violetbloom, Dark Palewhisker watched as Violetbloom dismissed herself from the conversation, feeling a weird sense of disappointment that she was now leaving. Honestly, this was what Palewhisker had wanted, to be left alone and not affiliated with a non-clanborn cat, but now that she was leaving a cold sense of loneliness struck her. She glanced over to where her brother, Thorneyes, was laughing and playing around with the patrol, and felt a sense of jealousy rise in her fur. Why did everyone get along so much better with him? He had no aspirations, and contributed very little to their clan. She loved her brother, sure, but she didn't understand why the clan gave him more credit than her, a cat who so obviously had big dreams for the clan one day. Pouting, she finished the last part of her meal before rising and beginning to head to the warrior's den. It had been a long day.
Haretooth
Returning to Camp from Sunning Stones
With Gorseleap, 🐦silvermoon2🐦
Haretooth entered camp with Gorseleap, before pausing just inside the camp boundaries. "Well, I appreciate your company, Gorseleap. You've given this oldtimer a bit of joy in these dark days." She mewed. She looked around, noticing that the burial patrol wasn't back yet. She knew her grief would linger long after her Robinflame was buried, but couldn't help but feel like she wouldn't be able to relax until they were ceremoniously laid to rest.
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Post by bluewonder on May 12, 2023 9:51:53 GMT -5
(It's alright, LMM! Life gets busy!)
Thorneyes waved his tail in greeting at the runner's approach, pleased to see he was already recovering physically from the previous day's trauma. "That it is, Thistleheart." He mewed happily, obviously reveling in the fact that he was able to be a jokester once more. "But more importantly, we were deciding whether or not I looked more like a handsome tom, or a slimy frog. We will leave it up to your sage judgement." At this, he gave a small spin for the group, as though letting the tom see his features and decide for himself.
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Post by Dark on May 12, 2023 10:01:21 GMT -5
Snowflower w/ Patrol- bluewonder ;blu ; Little meow meow Snowflower snickered softly. “It’s not even up for debate, you slimy frog,” she joked. Ivyspot w/ Burial Party- Little meow meow ; daydreams ; Junospower As he was digging, Ivyspot thought about what could’ve happened on the patrol. He wasn’t there, but he almost wished he was to know what went down.
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Post by blu on May 12, 2023 10:24:04 GMT -5
( @aschloud Love that Shadowstep is picking up on the omninous vibe of Nettlefang! )
Reedwing Reedwing laughed again as Thorneyes hopped onto Snowflower, enjoying the apprentice like fun they were having. Nodding politely to Thistleheart as he joined them, she turned to Thorneyes, 'Why don't you give us a little hop Thorneyes,' she asked with shining eyes, 'and then we can lay this to rest before we end up taking a frog on patrol instead of a warrior.'
Mothpaw With the invitation to join the medicine cat, Mothpaw made her way into the warmth of the den. Settling down on a soft bed of moss, she tucked her paws underneath herself and watched as Amberleaf began going about her medicine-related duties. Although wanting desperatly to ask for guidance, the words became stuck in her throat everytime she tried to speak. And so she remained quiet.
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Post by 🐦silvermoon2🐦 on May 12, 2023 10:37:48 GMT -5
Gorseleap
In camp, with Haretooth bluewonderGorseleap padded into camp with Haretooth at her side. ' I enjoyed your company as well', Gorseleap replied to the old she-cat, it had been nice to talk to Haretooth, it had helped get her mind off of the clan's current troubles. She looked around the camp, wondering what she would do next.
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Post by Junospower on May 12, 2023 11:18:03 GMT -5
Crowpaw - with the burial patrol - Little meow meow ; DarkGrateful that the worst of it was at an end, Crowpaw followed the patrol home. It was a testament to how exhausted the dark gray tom truly felt, because he had continued to slip further into silence and his head hung low. He continued to press on, the thought of him soon being able to curl up in his nest kept him going a little further.
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Post by bluewonder on May 12, 2023 18:54:04 GMT -5
Thorneyes In Camp
With the upcoming patrol and Snowflower, Dark ; and Reedwing, blu Thorneyes rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine. You all win. But I know the truth, and the truth is, I'm a handsome tom. Not a frog." He sat, curling his tail around his paws, the picture of submission and obedience. For all intents and purposes, it appeared he had laid the matter to rest... until he suddenly gave a little hop as a final punchline in the joke. After purring at his own joke in amusement, he became slightly more serious, nodding to Reedwing that he was ready to continue the patrol.
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Post by Dark on May 12, 2023 20:50:12 GMT -5
Snowflower w/ Patrol- bluewonder; bluSnowflower followed suit, waiting for further instructions.
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Post by blu on May 13, 2023 2:16:07 GMT -5
(hey Little meow meow , is the river the border? or is the border in the part labelled Damp grass place. Also, hope you don't mind I introduced the flooding theme - if its too early in the plot for Mossclan to be flooded then I'll just rp it as not being too severe)Reedwing With Thorneyes' final little hop, Reedwing gave a laugh as the conversation seemed to die down - the gathered cats patiently awaiting her signal to head off. Rising to her paws, Reedwing gave a twitch of her tail. 'Alright then!' she mewed brightly, 'lets head off.' Turning towards the camp exit, she called over her shoulder, 'don't let your hopping slow us down Thorneyes' she joked as she broke into a light trot. Leading the patrol out into the brightness of the moorlands, the deputy started on the path towards the Mossclan border. As they walked through the moors, Reedwing noticed that New-leaf was beginning to show its face in the budding grasses that brushed against her pelt. Leaf-bare had been tough for the clan, and she could only hope that the warm air would bring out new prey with which they could all regain their strength. Having been lost in thought, it was a while before the deputy noticed a distant rushing sound, slowly growing louder as they approached the border.
Nettlefang (with patrol) As the deputy started out of camp, Nettlefang got to his paws and headed towards the exit. He'd been largly unimpressed by the banter of the other cats, and had spent the time looking around camp. Falling into step beside Thorneyes as the patrol began the trek towards the border, Nettlefang noticed much sooner than Reedwing that something seemed unusual. 'Sounds like the river might be flooded,' he commented as the other cats began picking up on the sound. It was a common occurance for the river to flood during Newleaf, and it usually didn't make as much of an impact to their territory as much as it did Mossclan's... but perhaps if it was severe....In times of severe flooding, Mossclan tended to move to their mountain camp until it was safe to return, an event that usually left them more vulnerable than usual...
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Post by bluewonder on May 13, 2023 19:58:36 GMT -5
Thorneyes Patrol
With the upcoming patrol and Reedwing, blu Thorneyes purred. The past day and a half had been so difficult, but he felt like he finally got to be himself once more as he went out on patrol with the group. Briefly, he remembered his sister, and hoped that soon she could get back to acting like her old self again too. As the group approached the border, however, Thorneyes could hear the same sound of rushing water. Upon hearing Nettlefang's assessment, he nodded. "Maybe they have moved." He agreed, thinking. Could distress over the river flooding have caused whatever happened to the patrol? Maybe there was more going on with Mossclan than Galeclan knew, and perhaps they needed to be more sensitive. Once more, he found himself agreeing with Greystar, and looking forward to whatever answers the gathering brought.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 13, 2023 20:21:45 GMT -5
Sandstrike: Warrior Den Open
Sandstrike, with her head on her paws, laid near the warrior's den She didn't have the heart to go out with Birchheart to help bury their brother. She takes a deep breath before slowly exhaling out her nose. For the moment, she would feel her feelings before shoving them away.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 14, 2023 8:33:05 GMT -5
(( Shadowstep has had some experience with shady cats so, getting some bad vibes seemed fair, hehe  And regarding the border, it's the edge of the map, aka the Damp Grass Place border so it's across the river. )) Thistleheart • Tom • RunnerLocation: Patrol with Reedwing, Thorneyes, Nettlefang, Snowflower & Shadowstepblu bluewonder Dark A twinkle of amusement flashed in the brown tabby's eyes as he witness the display among the younger warriors, perhaps simply glad to see his clanmates lightening up a bit after... everything. He still felt anger over the atrocity that occured but focusing on it tended only to put him in a foul mood and he'd rather put the matter to rest until the gathering.
"Seems majority rules, little frog." Thistleheart teased, seeing as how the larger majority of the cats were well into the joke even before he could offer any 'sage wisdom'. Regardless he was glad to be off, and eagerly picked up pace alongside the other cats.
Shadowstep • Tom • Fighter
Location: Patrol with Reedwing, Thorneyes, Nettlefang, Snowflower & Shadowstep As the group of warriors left camp, Shadowstep had remained little more than a shadow at the butt end of the group, silent and observing but making himself fairly unobtrusive. It wasn't an unusual behavior, after all, it was easier to take in the sights and sounds that could act as warnings when he wasn't getting his ears talked off up front. As they made their way towards the river, he knew the sounds of flooding rivers well enough, ear flicking in silent acknowledgement as they approached. "The rivers always flood early newleaf, it's fairly expected." he commented evenly, fairly unsurprised by the turn of events. It was true it very rarely caused issue in Galeclan territory, though, and he assumed Mossclan would have moved to the mountains by now, or at least were in the process of preparing for it.
Although it mattered little to himself one way or another, he knew well enough it was a common occurrence that Mossclan was known for. Head to the mountains for Newleaf, return in greenleaf and the cycle continued. Granted, he had no words to say on if the severity might have caused unusual tension and he wasn't going to be the one to speculate. Frankly, the less he needed to say was perhaps for the better, after all, the less people considered what he knew of Mossclan the better in most cases, though mostly out of the sheer lack of anything interesting he'd have to say. That being that it was primarily knowledge everyone knew anyway. Amberleaf • Tom • Medicine CatLocation: Medicine Cat's Den with Mothpawblu Once Mothpaw had settled into the den, the ginger tom joined her inside, stretching his limbs with a light yawn. Amberleaf found comfort in the familiarity of the den, even despite the tragedies that had dampened the camp. He soon settled himself comfortably among the moss as his amber gaze drifted over the young apprentice in silent observation initially. He couldn't read minds, after all, but he could read ones body language well enough to note the she-cat was struggling to get something out of herself."You look like a cat with a lot on her mind." He expressed with a gentleness to his tone, "I won't force your words by any means, but I am all ears if you'd like to give voice to those thoughts." Despite the flaws other might have seen in the bi-colored ginger medicine cat, he cared for his clanmates just as well as any clan born would. Although, a walk without carrying the burden of the bodies, Birchheart couldn't help but feel the weight of the loss only set in heavier with the absence. It was over, it was done, and all that remained was the gathering to set right what had occured. At least he hoped it would be that simple. The less bloodshed the better in his opinion and despite his strength and skill.. well, it was no secret he wasn't a lover of battle. Nevertheless, as they passed through the small tunnel that led into the comfort of Galeclan's camp, he paused off to the side to address the apprentices.
"Crowpaw, Firepaw, Featherpaw... You three should go get some rest. You'll have plenty to do around camp once you're all back on your paws." Then he paused to look at the other warriors that had assisted, "and my gratitude to you two again." Dipping his head in farewell, Birchheart departed for the warrior's den, leaping up the ledge with barely disguised effort. He paused near the entrance at the sight of Sandstrike dipping his head in a quiet 'good morning' before his tired form disappeared within the stone hollow. Firepaw(And Featherpaw) • Tom • Apprentice
Location: Apprentice's Den With Featherpaw in toe, Firepaw dipped his head gratefully as he was let loose from burial duties, and promptly headed for the apprentice's den. Finding his usual spot, the tom dropped like a rock pretty immediately and fell into the slumber denied to them the night before.
Featherpaw was certainly less exhausted but after the effort of digging, soreness and exhaustive effort had certainly done enough to make sleep a very real possibility and so she curled up beside her brother as was common.
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Post by Dark on May 14, 2023 8:49:44 GMT -5
Snowflower w/ Patrol- blu; bluewonder; Little meow meowSnowflower's ears pricked at the sound of the rushing river. "Hopefully it won't be a problem for us," she commented. Ivyspot/ Open!!Ivyspot dipped his head in farewell to the patrol and made his way to a shady spot in the clearing and laid down, resting his chin on his paws. Today was a long day, and he just wanted to rest.
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Post by bluewonder on May 14, 2023 15:17:58 GMT -5
Thorneyes In Camp
With the upcoming patrol and Snowflower, Dark Thorneyes blinked at Shadowstep, appreciative of his insight. It was a common enough occurrence that Galeclan warriors knew about the flooding, but Thorneyes had no gauge to know how much was concerning. When the dark warrior sounded unimpressed, therefore, he figured that Mossclan must not be too concerned about the rivers as well. At least, that was Thorneyes's takeaway, though perhaps Shadowstep sounded unimpressed simply because that was his way. Thorneyes held back as the group continued on, falling into step with the black tom. He had managed to make the other cats laugh, but Shadowstep was, as always, so quiet. It made Thorneyes a little uncomfortable, to be honest, but he refused to let one non-participator dampen what was otherwise a lovely patrol. "So the river isn't too impressive right now, you think?" He asked, reaffirming what he thought he had gleaned from Shadowstep's tone. Palewhisker
In Camp
Alone (But thinking of Crowpaw, Junospower) Palewhisker watched as the ragtag group of apprentices and warriors made their way into camp, her eyes taking in Crowpaw especially. If it hadn't been for him causing her to make a scene yesterday, she wouldn't be as ridiculed as she was now. She snorted in derision, turning her head away from him.
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Post by Junospower on May 14, 2023 15:30:19 GMT -5
Crowpaw - In camp; open - bluewonderCrowpaw too gave a respectful nod and let his tired paws guide him to his nest, happy to finally get some sleep. He paused for a moment, feeling eyes on him and noticed Palewhisker staring at him. He froze there for a moment, unsure of how to react to the she-cat’s angry gaze.
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Post by 🐦silvermoon2🐦 on May 15, 2023 7:19:54 GMT -5
(Gorseleap, Heatherstripe, Swiftpaw, and Breezepool are all open!)
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Post by Dark on May 15, 2023 7:29:38 GMT -5
(Ivyspot and Violetbloom are open!)
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Post by 🐦silvermoon2🐦 on May 15, 2023 8:41:32 GMT -5
Breezepool
In camp, with Violetbloom Dark Breezepool was sunning herself on a rock in the middle of camp relishing the warmth soaking into her pelt. She knew she had to get up and do something though, she had to be productive for her clan. Slowly she got to her paws, noticing Violetbloom, she padded over to her ' Hey' she greeted her with a friendly flick of her tail. ' Want to go on a hunt with me?.'
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Post by Dark on May 15, 2023 9:22:40 GMT -5
Violetbloom w/ Breezepool- 🐦silvermoon2🐦Padding across the clearing, Violetbloom stopped when she saw Breezepool approach her. "Oh, sure, I'd love to!" she purred in response, happy to get out of camp when the tension seemed so high. "We could do with some more fresh-kill," she added.
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Post by 🐦silvermoon2🐦 on May 15, 2023 16:04:03 GMT -5
Breezepool
Leaving Camp, with Violetbloom Dark' Great!'Breezepool purred, glad that the she-cat wanted to come along, she hated doing things by herself and was always happy to be in the company of her clanmates. She led the way out of camp, motioning for Violetbloom to follow. ' So'Breezepool mewed as soon as they left the camp' Where do you think we should hunt?'
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Post by Little meow meow on May 16, 2023 9:41:54 GMT -5
Shadowstep • Tom • FighterLocation: Mossclan Territory with Thorneyes; The Patrolbluewonder Subtle as it was, there was a brief flash of of uncertainty as the gray tabby fell behind the others to match his speed, as if wary of what the other cat's intentions were. Then again, as odd as being approached so leisurely was by others, even on patrol, he'd certainly been receiving and unusual amount of visitors lately. Bristlethorn, Violetbloom... Palewhisker. Nevertheless, he flicked his ear in silent acknowledgement of Thorneyes' question, gaze drifting to the nearby rivers in contemplation. "At this point, I'd say it's impressive enough to keep in mind, but not enough that I'd worry about any affects it might have on Galeclan." he explained after the silence had lingered a few moments. "Even a... frog would be wise to be wary about crossing." Shadowstep added, the hint of humor belying his unemotional tone, though it was as stiff and indifferent in its delivery.
"If it were to get worse, though, I'd recommend keeping to this side of the river until greenleaf." The black tom explained, furrowing his brow, "Can't imagine there's anything worthy of risking a cat's life along the border for a season." Perhaps it wouldn't be the most popular suggestion in that regard, forgoing a completely useable part of the territory over what ifs, but Shadowstep did have experience in Mossclan. The waters themselves could be deadlier than any predator if approached without the proper caution. "Although, I'd be more worried about crossing for the gathering..." he added to himself before shaking the concern from his head. There was always that old twoleg bridge to the south, it had always worked in the past. |
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Post by bluewonder on May 16, 2023 17:33:59 GMT -5
Thorneyes nodded. He hadn't even thought about the gathering. He wondered if perhaps this flood would inadvertantly smooth tensions between the two clans- being unable to attack one another seemed like it could almost be interpreted as an act of Starclan for peace. Then again, there had to be some form of reckoning for such a brutal and relentless murder. He glanced at Shadowstep, not wanting to make the tom uncomfortable, but burning with questions. The dark cat was as close as they had to a Mossclan cat, and he felt if anyone knew their intentions, it would be him. "Shadowstep..." He started, faltering. "Why do you think Mossclan did this? Could Stormstar have ordered an attack like this? I thought Mossclan at least followed the warrior code, but after this attack..." He trailed off, uncertain of what else to say.
(Also I didn't really have anything else on that Palewhisker thing lol. She just casting glares for the heck of it ) |
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Any rainbows? )
And regarding the border, it's the edge of the map, aka the Damp Grass Place border so it's across the river. ))
