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Post by Dark on May 21, 2023 16:34:49 GMT -5
Cricketpaw w/ Foxpaw- PineclawThe molly let out a huff as Foxpaw made his escape and followed suit, except she leaped off of the tree at the last second and barreled into her brother. The force of the crash knocked Cricketpaw off of her paws and she stumbled backward. Thankfully, she managed to regain her balance and sat back on her haunches.
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Post by bluewonder on May 22, 2023 10:13:52 GMT -5
 Rushingmist purred. A queen always loved having her kits asked after. "They're perfect little beauties, thank you." She mewed, "Marshkit is sleeping, and the other two are..." She glanced around, trying to locate them, before giving up with a shrug. "Probably getting into some other type of mischief." She mewed. She gave another quick purr. "You know, if you tomcats can behave yourself, Ryestar might pick one of you to mentor my little ones one day! Be warned though, they're a pawful! I told Drizzlewind when they were born that if they were anything like either of us, they'd be full of energy and spunk, and we'd have to sleep with one eye open! Well, I didn't even realize that being stuck in the nursery while he was out and about meant I would be the one getting no sleep! Because they certainly are little balls of fire. Well... little balls of water, air, and earth, I guess I should say." She laughed lightly to herself, realizing she had started to ramble, as was her way. She continued talking though, unable to help herself. "You mentioned something about Ashfall losing his sense of smell?" She asked, tilting her head in curiosity. "What is that about?"
 Whitefire noticed the young cat's wince, and felt a moment of regret. She often came across too abrasive without meaning it, and Pinepaw was still just an apprentice. With another sigh, she repeated herself, this time more gently. "Come on." She mewed, flicking her tail. Making sure her apprentice was following her, Whitefire exited camp, leaving the sheltered part of the forest and heading into the main part of the Willow grove. Willow trees cascaded around them, making for a beautiful backdrop that Whitefire had grown very familiar with. "How.... are you doing?" Asked Whitefire to Pinepaw awkwardly. She wasn't much for smalltalk, but still felt bad for how she had snapped earlier, and besides, it would be a bit of a walk before they made it to the foot of the mountain.
 Slatefur gave a mrrow of approval. "Great work, Crowpaw. That was smart thinking with that air blast." He commented, coming out from around a bush. "Did Ryestar teach you that type of move, or did you come up with it on your own?" It was common to use elemental powers in hunting, but Slatefur was still pleasently surprised that the younger apprentice had thought so quickly on their feet.
 Russetpaw quickly spotted the mouse he was tracking. It was nibbling at a stray berry, it's small nose twitching. Too easy. Russetpaw thought. He was just a few short moons away from his warrior naming ceremony, and he was determined to show the Willowclan deputy that he could do more than just catch mice they old fashioned way. With a gleam of mischievousness in his eye, he ceased approaching the mouse, instead pausing and igniting the branches behind the mouse with a flick of his tail. The mouse continued eating, not noticing yet the small sparks behind it. Russetpaw then flicked his tail again, sending small sparks to the bushes on either side of the mouse. He willed the fires to consume more fuel and grow, until there was a firey circle around the mouse. At this point, the mouse had realized its predicament, and attempted to escape, but was met with walls of fire. Finally, having no other exit, the mouse rushed towards the small opening Russetpaw had left between he and it, and Russetpaw dispatched it with a quick nip.
 "My my, what a big catch." Softear mewed as she approached Scorchmask in the center of camp. Thanks to Sagepaw, she wasn't hungry, but she was hoping to make a little smalltalk with her fellow clanmate. "Why such a sour face after such a nice kill?" She asked gently. The tom certainly looked like he had found maggots in his food, and Softear couldn't help but notice his expression as he looked toward her daughter Ryestar's den. Still, her tone lacked any accusation as she spoke, instead just open curiosity.
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Post by moonclaw400 on May 22, 2023 10:16:28 GMT -5
Honeyspeck frowned as he ran over"Put out the flames"He said sternly"We don't want to lose hunting grounds due to liberal use of your powers. Hunting mice does not call for fire"he said with a frown
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Post by Pineclaw on May 22, 2023 11:01:06 GMT -5
Foxpaw - outside camp - with Cricketpaw (Dark )Foxpaw was about to turn around so he could see if Cricketpaw was following and react accordingly but as he did she was already barrelling into him. With a surprised hiss and a small yelp of protest he toppled over onto his side. He quickly scrambled to his paws and took a step back, expecting her to attack but relaxed when she sat back. Foxpaw shook himself to get some leaves out of his fur and laughed. "At this rate you'll be a warrior in no time," he purred. "No squirrel would be safe from you."
Scorchmask - Camp - with Softear (bluewonder )Scorchmask rumbled his thanks at the elder's comment and dipped his head in greeting. His expression didn't change much but he wouldn't take out his frustration on Softear. He respected the older she-cat and her experience. "I'm wondering what Ryestar is going to do about Ivyclan," he meowed, getting straight to the point. There was impatience in his voice but just as much concern. "I understand that we can't take action so soon after the last skirmish but sooner or later she'll have to make a decision and the clan can't wait forever. The prey is running well now but this greenleaf will be over eventually and it will be harder to feed the clan or to gather enough herbs, especially with how much territory we lost. We need to make a stand and I doubt I'm the only one who is getting tired of waiting."
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Post by Dark on May 22, 2023 11:09:47 GMT -5
Cricketpaw w/ Foxpaw- PineclawCricketpaw let out a small laugh as she got up. "You should try your skills on me, I bet you'll catch me in no time!" She bounced up and down, excited to be playing with her brother.
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Post by Ember34 on May 22, 2023 12:05:06 GMT -5
Crowpaw-Hunting Patrol-Slatefur
They glanced as the warrior emerged, not answering till after the bird was safely buried. "She taught me it for fighting," they said. "For situations when my opponent is bugger and to aim at the paws to get advantages." They looked to Slatefur with a shrug. "I sometimes use it for hunting when things like that happens to be able to get a second try at getting the prey."
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Post by Pineclaw on May 22, 2023 13:10:43 GMT -5
Foxpaw - outside camp - with Cricketpaw (Dark )Foxpaw let out an excited purr and lashed his tail. Trying his skills sounded indeed like fun and it would help him both with fighting and hunting. Wait, hunting? At that thought he froze in terror. "Oh no..." he whispered, eyes wide. Hadn't Talonstrike told him to catch five pieces of fresh-kill today? And he hadn't even started yet!
(Talonstrike ruining everyone's fun without even being there xD)
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Post by Dark on May 22, 2023 13:31:29 GMT -5
Cricketpaw w/ Foxpaw- PineclawCricketpaw stopped hopping when she saw Foxpaw's expression change. "What is it?" Then, pausing, she realized the same thing that her brother had. "Oh, yeah, we should get to hunting!"
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Post by Shadowfire on May 22, 2023 18:28:06 GMT -5
Brackentail (in camp, open)
Maybe the cat can focus on other important things.. Hunting for his clan? Or guard the camp? Guard the camp sound a good idea. Since Honeyspeck was on a patrol, the tom padded to the leader's den. Entering the den, he dipped his head in respect and asked: "May I guard the camp?"
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Post by bluewonder on May 22, 2023 19:25:56 GMT -5
Russetpaw, feeling frustrated by Honeyspeck's critique of his hunting techniques, spun around to face him. "I can contain the fire, thank you very much!" He retorted, the flames growing brighter and stronger with his frustration. In his distraction, the flames were already getting out of control, sparks spattering off and landing on other nearby bushes. "I got the stupid mouse, didn't I? I'm almost a warrior, I don't need to be given all these young apprentice tasks." He growled. Honeyspeck wasn't his mentor, but Russetpaw tended to have a problem in general with authority, and therefore was quick to snap at those who tried to teach him things. The fire was raging behind him when he finally turned around, and for once, he seemed somewhat humbled, his ears flattening against his head. "Uh.... I can control this." He mewed, though he sounded like he was trying to convince himself. He quickly started flicking his tail, causing patches of fire to go out, though the majority still raged. It was clear that beyond his natural ability, the fire had so much fuel in these berry fields that it was catching quickly and getting out of hand.
Softear paused, briefly taken aback by the young cat's honesty. "Ryestar has always been a cat who believes in the good of everyone." She began quietly, thinking through her words. "I know the first few skirmishes, Ryestar retreated early because half of her believed that perhaps Ivyclan was truly suffering and needed more hunting grounds. I know it sounds silly, but she is young, and compassionate, and wants to save the world." She gave a small laugh, almost derisively. Her daughter's insistance on being a hero had lost her many lives and had given Softear both respect for her daughter and fear for her. "I think now she sees the truth, but is so scared to lose more Willowclan blood. I think she's just hoping Thistlestar's greed has ended."
Slatefur Hunting Patrol
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 Ryestar raised her head, pleased to see Brackentail enter her den. "Brackentail? Come on in." She mewed, beckoning him in with her tail. She had heard his question, but enjoyed the chance to speak to one of her warriors. "You don't have to ask whether or not you can guard camp." She laughed, flicking a tail at him. "Of course you can. But tell me, how have you been? I feel like I haven't checked in on you in a moon!" Ryestar, though not a naturally chatty cat by nature, had made it a point to be involved in her clanmate's lives, and often spoke to all her warriors, not just the senior ones.
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Post by Ember34 on May 22, 2023 19:33:37 GMT -5
Crowpaw-Hunting Patrol-Slatefur
Crowpaw looked yo their paws feeling embarrassed for the praise, they truly didn't think it was that brilliant, to them it was just a logical thing to do. At the next words they looked towards the fire, shuffling on their paws. Fire needed oxygen, a form of air, in order to keep burning and if there was a way to cut it off, but they doubted they had enough experience to even try doing something like that. Or if there was a water Elemental cat on the patrol, which they weren't sure of as they didn't often go out of their way to speak to clan mates. Shaking out their head they glanced to Slatefur to see what the warrior had in mind.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 22, 2023 20:07:19 GMT -5
Pinepaw: Leaving Camp with Whitefire bluewonder "I'm good." Pinepaw answered a little taken aback by her question. He decided to just roll with it since this might not happen again. "Just doing my best to learn everything." That and he was trying to practice with his power. Unlike the others, he wouldn't be using it much but he wanted to be ready just in case. Cindershade: Camp: Open Cindershade laid in the sun enjoying the warm sun against her fur. She lazily watches her clanmates move about their day. She loved hot days like today. |
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Post by moonclaw400 on May 22, 2023 20:24:01 GMT -5
Honeyspeck frowned"we will be having a discussion with your mentor when we return to camp"He stated, focusing on the air around the fire. He tried to focus on removing any oxygen from those areas to help stop the fire, only able to focus on maybe two specific areas at a time.
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Brambletalon
Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all.
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Post by Brambletalon on May 22, 2023 22:14:47 GMT -5
Ashfall - In Camp w/Rushingmist; bluewonder Ashfall purred back in response to Rushingmist with a smile. "That's great to hear." He meowed and then glanced at his brother remembering their time as kits. "I sure know we oursleves got into quite a bit of mischief growing up." He meowed with a slight chuckle giving his brother another nudge before glancing back at Rushingmist. "And I'd be honoured if one day I got the chance to mentor one of them. I like a challenge." He didn't mind that she rambled on a little bit. It honestly just made the conversation better. Glacierfjord - In Camp w/Rushingmist; bluewonder Glacierfjord chuckled a little as Rushingmist went on talking about her kits. "I promise I'd make anyone of them into a warrior you could be proud of. One of the strongest in the clan." He replied smuggly with a smile, trying to one up his brothers response. He grinned widely when she brought up his brothers sense of smell. "You know, because of all that soot and ash from spewing fire out his nostrils. It messes with his smelling capability." He meowed glacing at his brother obviously trying to annoy him a little. Ashfall simply gave a small sigh of disappointment in response and rolled his eyes. |
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Post by Pineclaw on May 23, 2023 4:21:03 GMT -5
Foxpaw - outside camp - with Cricketpaw (Dark )"Yeah, I guess we should," he said, letting out a resigned sigh. His excitement from before had vanished completely, making way for apprehension. He wasn't a bad hunter, from what he had heard he was actually one of the better ones in his age group. But with Talonstrike's demands it really didn't feel that way. He gave a weak smile. "Let's get this over with and if Talonstrike doesn't flay me alive we can play more after that!" He scented the air and glanced around. "We probably should look somewhere else. Not much left here with all the noise we made," he added with a purr.
Scorchmask - camp - with Softear (bluewonder )Scorchmask narrowed his eyes in thought as he listened and nodded every now and then. He still didn't agree with Ryestar's way but what Softear told him helped him understand her a little better. He even let out an amused snort at the 'saving the world' comment. When she had finished he nodded with a sigh. "Surely she must know that Thistlestar won't be satisfied with just one scrap of our territory," he meowed. "At least in her heart, even if she's afraid to admit it. And that no matter what, blood will be shed anyway. If Ryestar decides to retaliate then yes, Willowclan cats will get hurt or even die. But that's also true for when we don't make our move first. And Ryestar will feel responsible either way, won't she? I suppose the question is which one would be worse, both for her and the clan."
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Post by Ember34 on May 23, 2023 6:27:25 GMT -5
#sorrynotsprryfoxpaw)
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Post by Dark on May 23, 2023 7:04:51 GMT -5
Cricketpaw w/ Foxpaw- Pineclaw Cricketpaw licked her chest fur in slight embarrassment. "You're probably right," she agreed, heading off in a random direction. "If Talonstrike flays you then I'll claw her ears off!" The molly stated, trying to reassure Foxpaw.
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Post by bluewonder on May 23, 2023 10:31:26 GMT -5
Russetpaw began wildly racing from one patch of fire to the other, flicking his tail to extinguish the flames. Thankfully, Honeyspeck was helping, and the fire started to slow its spread slightly. Honeyspeck had said that he was going to speak with Blazethorn. Russetpaw knew that the longer the fire remained uncontrolled, the worse his punishment would be.
Slatefur Hunting Patrol
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Whitefire Heading Towards the Talon Mountains
With Pinepaw, Hawkeyes258
Rushingmist purred, pleased to see the brothers having fun with one another. She hoped that her kits maintained their close bond as they grew older as well. "Ah, I see." She mewed. "I wouldn't know much about that myself. It sounds like Glacierfjord and I have the superior power, huh?" Teasingly, she conjured a squirt of water to gently and playfully mist the fiery tom.
Softear's head hung. "So much Willowclan blood has been shed." She mewed, grief stricken. Cats she had known from the day they were kitted had died before her eyes, and her own daughter had lost so many lives. No parent should watch their child die, much less several times. Would instigating a battle truly stop the war? Or would it only make things worse? After a moment, she lifted her head. "Perhaps the best thing to do would be to talk to her. I know she has a lot on her mind, but she listens to her warriors. If you and a few others let her know your concerns, she would listen."
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Post by moonclaw400 on May 23, 2023 11:22:10 GMT -5
Once the fire had died down for the most part, Honeyspeck looked at the young tom, checking him over"are you hurt? Burnt?"he questioned, worry in his tone. He was still clearly upset, but wanted to be sure he was ok.
Beepaw was helping change out bedding for the elders, humming to herself as she carried mouthfuls of material into the den.
Drizzlewind poked his head into the nursery, a bird clutched in his jaw"Rushingmist? Are you hungry?"he asked, voice muffled
Smallbranch was resting just outside the warrior's den, tired from a patrol the night previously. He stretched a bit before glancing around, wondering if his kits or Mate needed any help.
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Post by Ember34 on May 23, 2023 11:30:57 GMT -5
Crowpaw-Hunting Patrol-Slatefur
Crowpaw nodded their head and worked to aid on putting out the fire by cutting off the air around it. When the fire had died out they sat down exhausted from the ordeal. They glanced towards the other cats to see if they were okay.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 23, 2023 12:30:28 GMT -5
Pinepaw: Talon Mountain with Whitefire bluewonder Once they reached the mountain, Pinepaw looks up in awe at the large mountain looming up high. He snaps out of his thoughts when mentioned what they would be looking for. He was about to start looking until, she questioned about the herbs uses. "Yarrow when ingested helps get rid of toxins and can help cracked paw pads. Burdock root is used for rat bites." He pauses for a moment as he tried to remember fennel. "And fennel is used for pain." |
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Post by Pineclaw on May 23, 2023 15:57:03 GMT -5
Foxpaw - outside camp - with Cricketpaw (Dark )Foxpaw playfully bumped her with his shoulder as they walked. "She'd make you do chores around camp for days if you do that," he purred but he was smiling gratefully, appreciating the sentiment. "Or tell your mentor to teach you some respect." Scorchmask - Camp - with Softear (bluewonder )"That's true," he meowed, looking sad for a moment. "And I'm afraid it won't end as long as Thistlestar is in charge of Ivyclan." As fierce as he was in battle he didn't feel hatred towards most Ivyclan cats. He didn't believe that all of them could be evil but those who were good and honorable cats still wouldn't have much choice. They had to do what their leader demanded, the warrior code was clear on that. At Softear's next words he nodded slowly, his sad expression quickly replaced by a more determined one. "If she knows how her warriors think it might give her the push she needs. Or at least it would give her some more viewpoints. She may be hesitant to make a move but like you said, she's someone who listens and who cares a lot about Willowclan. I may not always agree with her but she certainly isn't a bad leader."
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Post by Shadowfire on May 23, 2023 17:27:38 GMT -5
Brackentail (in leader's den, with Ryestar)
The tom meowed, letting some purrs speaking: "I've been doing well, my powers always strong and not losing my totem are great things." The warrior played a bit with the totem, but took care to not break.
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Post by bluewonder on May 23, 2023 17:44:44 GMT -5
Russetpaw flicked another paw, putting out the last of the flames before answering Honeyspeck. "I'm a fire elemental, of course I'm not burnt." He muttered, his embarrassment making him hardheaded even now. He glanced sideways at Crowpaw, wishing another apprentice hadn't been there to see his mistake. Slatefur was also looking at him disapprovingly, dirt still haphazardly covering the scorched berry bushes from where he tried to snuff out the fire. "I had it under control the whole time, you all just freaked out." He lied, unwilling to admit his mistake. He picked up the charred remains of his two previous fresh kills, looking at them sheepishly. "I'll catch another." He mewed quietly. He wasn't sure if Whitefire would be able to extract bile from these after they had been crisped.
With Glacierfjord and Ashfall, Brambletalon ; and Drizzlewind, @moonspeck400 Rushingmist noticed her mate calling out to her from her position in the middle of camp with the two toms. "Over here, Drizzlewind!" She yowled, hoping he hadn't called in the nursery loud enough to wake Marshkit.
Whitefire gave Pinepaw a quick nod of affirmation as they began to scale the mountain. She tread carefully- though she still liked the occasional battle, her paw pads were still more sensitive than the average warrior's and she didn't want to be hobbling on the way home from the very cracked pads Pinepaw had mentioned. The young tom had done well for his age with reciting the herbs, but once more, he had unfortunately had much experience. "We can use burdock root in a pinch for any wound that we are afraid will get infected, not just rat bites, but it never is quite as effective as marigold. We will simply have to hope whatever wounds we get are clean, and have our warriors wash them daily best they can." She glanced around the mountain, looking for the herbs in question, as she continued talking. "Most mountain plants have a bit of a spikey quality, and the burdock and fennel are no different. With the yarrow, of course, just look for the yellow flowers, and be careful not to ingest any." Her eyes caught the sight of a bundle of yarrow close to Pinepaw, and she spotted some fennel close to herself. "Probably better to split up really quick." She mewed, pointing to the yarrow. "I'll go grab this fennel if you'll get the yarrow. Remember to leave the root so the supply will grow back." She knew that the young tom probably knew all of this, but she couldn't have their limited supplies be ruined by a rookie mistake. She began to climb the mountain towards the fennel, hopping from ledge to ledge.
(I'm thinking something interesting needs to happen on this trip... either an eagle trying to attack, or one of them falling from the mountain and twisting/even maybe breaking something.... What do you think? (:< ) Softear nodded. To her, Ryestar could do very little wrong. Softear deeply cared for both Ryestar and Nightrose immensely. But no cat, in her opinion, could be as bad as Thistlestar. Softear had lived through several moons of peace before the harsh she-cat had been appointed leader of Ivyclan. "I wonder if we will ever have peace again." She mewed quietly, before looking at Scorchmask. "Just stay safe out there best you can, okay?" The tom was one of their more senior warriors, who seemed to be falling by the pawfuls these days.
Ryestar laughed. "Right, you wouldn't want to lose that." She affirmed, flicking her tail at his totem. "Between you and I, I think cats with the raccoon totems are some of the most fun. We need more curious minds in the clan." She smiled encouragingly at him.
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Post by Ember34 on May 23, 2023 17:49:25 GMT -5
Crowpaw-Hunting Patrol-Slatefur, Russetpaw
Crowpaw flicked their tail as they stood up, shaking out their fur. "You clearly had it under control," they commented and stalked off, pausing to look at Slatefur. "I'm going to head that way to get away from the fields," they said. "I'm sure the pyromaniac scared anything that was here away." With that Crowpaw headed off hoping to get at least two more catches, hoping that the bird from earlier hadn't gotten burned where he had it buried.
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Brambletalon
Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all.
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Post by Brambletalon on May 23, 2023 17:53:45 GMT -5
Ashfall - In Camp w/Rushingmist; bluewonder , Drizzlewind; moonclaw400 Ashfall flinched looking unenthused at the mist, but at the same time he couldn't help but keep the smile on his face. "Probably," He simply replied and from behind him with a flick of his tail he sparked a small flame on Glacierfjord's tail tip. He glanced over to Drizzlewind as he called out looking for Rushingmist. "You should join us." He meowed after she responded to him and then looked back to the she-cat. "Honestly, as fun as a little chaos can be, fire does tend to take a little self control. Otherwise it just becomes dangerous." He grinned widely and looked up as his brother held a paw above his head and started to sprinkle some snow above him. "Self control which I tend to lack under certain situations." He mumbled as his gaze came back down. He then glanced at his brother sniffing the air mockingly. "Do you..." He started before then glancing back to Rushingmist giving the air another sniff. "Do you smell something or is it just my nose acting up again?" Glacierfjord - In Camp w/Rushingmist; bluewonder , Drizzlewind; moonclaw400 Glacierfjord lowered his paw after sprinkling some snow on his brother and raised a brow at his brother's remark before sniffing the air then shrugged. "I think your nose is..." He started then paused take another brief whiff of the air. "Is just... Is just full of.. Full of... Soot?" At that moment Glacierfjord let out a startled mrrow and leaped a couple feet into the air. As he landed he bent behind him tapping his tail tip with his paw a few times and spun in a circle before bending down to breath a small blast of water on his tail snuffing out the flame. (Edit: One moment to fix. Posted just a hair too late. lol)(Edit: Fixed  ) |
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Post by moonclaw400 on May 23, 2023 17:56:30 GMT -5
"Crowpaw is right Russetpaw. The fire likely scared off any prey from here. Why were you trying to show off, what's wrong?"he asked, moving closer to the tom
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 23, 2023 18:40:20 GMT -5
(I'm good for either a eagle or for someone to slip  ) Pinepaw: Talon Mountain with Whitefire bluewonder Pinepaw gives Whitefire a quick nod of his head before turnin towards the yarrow plant. Moving in close, he carefully uses his teeth to take hold of the stem and begins to chew it until it fell apart. |
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Post by Dark on May 23, 2023 18:54:14 GMT -5
Cricketpaw w/ Foxpaw- PineclawCricketpaw managed to give her chest fur a few licks before replying. "I think I could handle a few chores if I'm able to avenge you!" She bumped him back, eyes shining with amusement. She then straightened herself out as she walked, attempting to puff out her chest. "I'll show them respect! Nobody messes with my brother!" She growled playfully. (I love Foxpaw's and Cricketpaw's relationship <3 )
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Post by Dark on May 24, 2023 9:27:06 GMT -5
Weepingwind- Open!!
Weepingwind lay in the clearing, head resting on her paws. She enjoyed watching the kits play around and enjoy their youth, something she hadn't really had a chance to do.
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