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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 25, 2023 21:20:00 GMT -5
Firestripes, who was walking around the perimeter of the camp overhears some commotion. He decided to walk over to see what was going on.
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 26, 2023 9:05:30 GMT -5
"I am already here." The gray she-cat's raspy voice sounded just behind Burntstar and Dappleflower. Her gray eyes and nose inspected the scene before her. It didn't smell like anything she'd ever smelled before. Perhaps Mudstrike had just eaten a bad batch of prey. "Mudstripe you head into my den, stay in the furthest quarter. I don't want other cats catching whatever it is you have," She ordered before padding to join Burntstar and Dappleflower, "Dappleflower I want you to clean this up before anyone else sees, then you too go to one of the furthest quarters of my den," Cloudygaze didn't wait for the tortoiseshell she-cat to retort, ignoring her angry lashing tail. "Burntstar you can head back into your den. I'll come and check in with you once I've found a conclusion. And make sure not to tell anyone else about this. We don't want the whole clan in a panic right now." Cloudygaze wanted to avoid that headache as much as possible. Dappleflower was already anxious, she couldn't imagine how the rest of the clan would act in this situation. She waited until Dappleflower hesitantly made her way to the bird, beginning to dispose of the scene.
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 26, 2023 14:50:56 GMT -5
Cloudygaze followed after, heading to her herb storage. Dappleflower entered the den moments later after she finished disposing of the black-sludge-bird scene. Her body hurt. And she was tired. Perhaps she didn't sleep enough and was just still sleepy. Yes, that was it. She had worked herself up so much with Mudstripe she had grown tired. She settled herself into a nest further away from Mudstripe. Circling around to get herself comfy, just as Mudstripe had started coughing again. She raised her head to see it again. "Cloudygaze!" She called, scrambling into a sitting position. Wishing she could drag her nest outside of camp. She'd sleep on Foamclan's beach if she had to.
The gray she-cat entered the quarters, a bundle of herbs in her mouth. Her whiskers twitched in irritation at the frightened Dappleflower. Cloudygaze dropped a smaller pile of herbs at her feet. "Eat." She muffled, before continuing on to Mudstripe to give him his share. "Here, Mudstripe. This will help with your pain and soothe your coughing. Try and get some sleep." She instructed, reaching to claw some moss from the empty bedding and dipping it into the black substance. She would inspect it some more to be sure it was indeed from a bad batch of prey. "Both of you get some rest." She called behind her as she made her way back towards the herb storage with her sample of moss.
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Being a theater kid
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Post by 🅃🄴🄼🄿🄾 on Jul 26, 2023 15:09:03 GMT -5
Mudstripe with Cloudygaze & DappleflowerMudstripe licked the herbs up just as Cloudygaze had instructed. He wished that he had some sort of idea of what was happening to him. He watched as Cloudygaze cleaned up the sludge. "Sorry," he mumbled with a scratchy voice. He hated being a burden to others, especially if he had probably just eaten some bad prey. "Any ideas on what's going on," he choked out. [@ailurohpile]
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 26, 2023 15:49:03 GMT -5
Cloudygaze only grunted at his apology. There was nothing to be sorry for. She sat for a moment, studying the sludge-covered moss. It didn't exactly look like vomit that would come from an infected prey. Perhaps this prey was carrying something new. Everything in the fresh-kill pile should be disposed of. She thought, making a mental note to tell Burntstar when she reported to him later on. Her ears flickered towards the quarters when Mudstripe spoke again. "I have my bets it is something wrong with our prey supply," She meowed, raising her voice to make sure both cats could hear. "You two were the first to eat, I'm sure Dappleflower will have the same symptoms as you when she wakes." She continued, her blue eye landing on the dark-furred she-cat curled up fast asleep. "Give it a day or two and you should be better." Cloudygaze was pretty confident in her prediction. Ignoring the what-ifs that circulated in her mind. Everything would be fine.
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Post by broken on Jul 26, 2023 19:26:03 GMT -5
(These are for anyone!)
Hollowheart was sitting in the camp clearing, alone, just outside his den. He was watching as the Clan came to life around him, and he was eavesdropping on some conversations. After some time, the tom finally stood up and looked around for any cat who might want to join him on a hunting patrol. The fresh-kill pile could always be restocked after all.
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Mosswing had been out of camp, climbing trees alone. She wasn't sure if anyone had seen her leave camp earlier and she wasn't really worried if they had. Anyone could join in if they wanted. She was just bored and needed to stretch her legs- maybe even hunt if she felt like it. She tasted the air as she jumped from tree to tree, searching the treetops as she went. She didn't have an apprentice quite yet and she probably knew why; she wasn't the friendliest cat in the Clan. However, she did get bored from time to time and would often be found in the treetops if she was needed.
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Being a theater kid
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Post by 🅃🄴🄼🄿🄾 on Jul 26, 2023 21:51:34 GMT -5
Mudstripe hoped that Cloudygaze was right and it was just some bad prey. Although, something in his gut told him this was something much different. "I might try to get some rest then," he told Cloudygaze. Before Cloudygaze could reply, he closed his eyes and fell into a slumber. Mudstripe awoke to a dark area. He could've sworn he was in the Seer den when he went to sleep. A cat appeared. It was dark and misty, and seemingly evil looking. It stared at him with cold piercing eyes. [ 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢] (Would anybody like to make some Dystopia cats? We kinda need them to be wandering around the living world. They can interact with each other and some living cats.) |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 12:19:36 GMT -5
(sure i'll make one, are the cats in contact with the dystopia cats? if so I'll have Goldpaw as one of the victims)
Cloudygaze made her way out of the Seer's den. Her thoughts wandered. Was it really bad prey? She remembered Burntstar mentioning he hadn't been able to communicate with Paradia... But she hadn't tried herself. Could this be related? Nonsense. She thought, shaking her head. It is a bad batch of prey. Perhaps they've been eating twoleg food and it is now affecting cats. She turned her focus back to her report as she made her way to Burntstar's den. With Paradia's blessing everything would be just fine. At least she hoped so.
Goldpaw noisily marched through the undergrowth. His ears were flat against his head and his tail was lashing. He was angry. He was excited to show off his new moves to Streamwind. But his mentor only wanted to do hunting training today. Stupid Streamwind. He snorted. As far as Goldpaw could tell, the older tom didn't know anything. He was just an old fool as far as he was concerned. For the past moon, he'd been training at night with the strange cat that came in his dreams. The cat that smelled of rot and was always covered in a mysterious black liquid. Goldpaw didn't quite understand it, but he enjoyed the extra practice. He enjoyed learning real battle tactics. Although, he never felt good after the dreams. He always seemed to be sore and tired, and his nose was runny. It didn't matter, Goldpaw would take whatever advantage for him to succeed. The tom stopped. He wasn't alone. His yellow eyes darted from left to right as he looked for the intruder. A flash from the above treetops. After a moment he came to realize it was his clanmate, Mosswing. "Hey, you!" He demanded, his eyes narrowed to slits. "What are you doing up there."
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 13:13:47 GMT -5
Redtail | Dystopia | 97 moons at death | Pansexual | White she-cat with a ginger tabby tail and patches dotting throughout her body. Deep scars decorate all over her pelt. Her eyes are amber. | A vengeful and ambitious she-cat. Redtail was a very bloodthirsty and driven earth guardian. She did whatever she felt necessary to protect her clan. Even if it meant overstepping boundaries. | Redtail was exiled from her clan after mercilessly murdering an innocent patrol of Foamclan cats. Continuing her streak after exile murdering loners that crossed her path. She died during a vicious tropical rainstorm, drowning in the ocean's waves. | n/a | open | 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 13:43:05 GMT -5
(sure thing! i’m working on my foamclan cats now)
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Post by broken on Jul 27, 2023 15:40:44 GMT -5
As soon as Mosswing landed on a tree branch, she heard a voice. She glanced down and snorted upon realizing it was Goldpaw. "Does it matter?" She growled softly as she made her way down the tree to stand in front of the young cat. She proceeded to taste the air again. She didn't smell any other cats nearby. "What are you doing out here alone? Where's your mentor?"
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call me blue <3
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 15:51:05 GMT -5
Goldpaw kept quiet, his eyes still narrowed and tail lashing irritably. He was almost ready to be a guardian he didn't need Streamwind's permission to leave. "I follow my own rules." He said, swiping his tongue over his wet nose. He didn't care if he got in trouble for it or not. Streamwind wasn't worthy to train him, Redtail had told him so. Goldpaw had believed it before he'd met the strange cats anyway, they just confirmed his suspicions. With a huff, the long-furred tom shoved past Mosswing, continuing on his journey. "He's probably around here somewhere, hunting. You can go find him if you're so concerned." Goldpaw had other motives. He was looking for trouble.
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Post by broken on Jul 27, 2023 16:01:40 GMT -5
Mosswing had opened her mouth to speak before the tom pushed past. "H-hey!" She scowled as she turned to follow the apprentice. "Firstly, you mustn't speak to others like that. And secondly, where do you think you're going?" The she-cat didn't like his attitude, but she didn't care. She wasn't going to let him wander off alone. "Either way, I'm coming with you whether you like it or not."
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Post by broken on Jul 27, 2023 16:16:06 GMT -5
( 🅃🄴🄼🄿🄾 here's a dystopia cat) Vipertooth | Dystopia | 80 Moons at death | Bisexual | Vipertooth is a tortoiseshell she-cat with brown eyes. She has two long front canine teeth. | She is always a jealous cat, especially of those who were close friends of her crush at the time. She was a quiet cat and would always put on a friendly face around others. She ended up poisoning the mate of her crush with berries but she was never caught. | She died from falling from a tree. | broken |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 16:17:10 GMT -5
Goldpaw stopped in his tracks growling irritably. How was he going to practice his new battle skills if- His ears pricked as an idea came to mind. A devious smile spread across his maw. He could have sworn he made eye contact with a translucent figure but it disappeared when it blinked. Had his nighttime friends blessed him with such a divine plan? "If you come with me, then you'll do battle practice with me." It was more so an ultimatum than a question. If she didn't agree he would simply just find a way to get away from Mosswing. She was almost as dreadful as Streamwind.
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Post by broken on Jul 27, 2023 17:49:39 GMT -5
"Is that all you wanted?" Mosswing muttered as she stared. She laughed softly, shaking her head. "I didn't know Streamwind never took you to do battle practice. I'm fine with doing that, I just don't want you out here alone." She knew Goldpaw didn't care either way, not after that attitude he gave her. The apprentice probably didn't want her to be there, but she wasn't about to get in trouble if he got hurt put here alone.
"I'll just follow you," she muttered. "I mostly know how to fight in the trees, but I can try my best to help you with your training."
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call me blue <3
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 18:06:51 GMT -5
Goldpaw frowned before turning and heading to the training area. He'd see if she still had this mocking attitude once he showed her what he could do. His whiskers twitched in slight amusement. The thought of his victory and Mosswing surrendering made his claws anxious. He couldn't wait to practice on her. Besides, Mosswing was a Palmae guardian. As far as he cared, they were all weak compared to him. When it came to brute strength Mosswing was no match for Goldpaw. This will be fun. He thought with a delighted swing of his tail. "Yes, try your best. Don't go easy on me." I know I will. The black-furred tom mused to himself. Recalling all the moves the dream cats taught him
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Post by broken on Jul 27, 2023 19:00:06 GMT -5
Mosswing chuckled softly as he spoke. Goldpaw certainly was ambitious, even though this was training. "Yea sure, if you say so," she meowed quietly as she followed him. She tilted her head to the side as she stared at him. Even though he went out alone, what was he going to do? Did he have a plan?
"Say, Goldpaw, how were you planning on training by yourself? You kind of need a dueling partner." The black and white she-cat shrugged and bound forward to keep up. "Having a dueling partner will only make you better. You'll be able to see what does and doesn't work."
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call me blue <3
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 27, 2023 20:23:01 GMT -5
Goldpaw's ear twitched in irritation. Great Paradia! This she-cat asked too many questions. "Maybe I just wanted to practice with my imagination." He said sarcastically. Goldpaw actually didn't have a plan. He was just hoping for the best. Maybe he would have walked all the way to the border in hopes of a FoamClan patrol. He quickened his pace before she could retort to him, as the training area came into view. His yellow eyes gleaming. He hoped the dream cats were watching him. He was sure to succeed.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 27, 2023 20:50:35 GMT -5
Firestripes figures he would question Burnstar later. He glances around to see if anyone happened to notice what had happened. However, most of his clanmates were minding their own business. He decided to go back to wandering around the perimeter of camp.
Silverdawn lazily grooms her fur as she enjoys the warm sun. She pauses for a moment to look up at the sky as a few birds fly overhead.
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Post by broken on Jul 28, 2023 4:56:29 GMT -5
(Sorry these are so short!)
Mosswing's tail fliched irritably as the young cat replied. Her certainly had a lot of attitude, mush like herself when she was that age. She growled softly as she bounded after him.
As soon as she set foot in the training area, she stood right across from him. "Alright, well I'm ready whenever," she meowed with a slight grin. "Show me everything your mentor has taught you so far. And I won't hold back on you, I promise."
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Hollowheart spotted Silverdawn in the clearing and made his way over to her. "Good afternoon," he meowed with a dip of his head as he approached. "Would you like to go hunting with me?" He sat down in front of her as he waiting for a reply. He was hoping that he wasn't bothering her.
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call me blue <3
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 28, 2023 8:50:11 GMT -5
Goldpaw stood for a moment, thinking of his battle plan. His yellow eyes focused and his tail lashing back and forth. In his dreams, the night cats let him use his claws. But he could vividly hear Streamwind's painful lectures. No claws, we're your clanmates! He scowled at the imagined sound of his mentor's voice. Fine. No claws. Sorry dream cats. With a growl, Goldpaw launched himself at Goldpaw. Remembering the forbidden moves he learned, he hooked his paws between Mosswing's bringing her to the ground before raising a paw as if to slash her throat.
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Post by broken on Jul 28, 2023 18:39:51 GMT -5
Mosswing had been watching him carefully, trying to read what the tom was about to do. As soon as she noticed him going for her legs, she tried to side-step but was quickly distracted. She fell to her side as Goldpaw's paw reached for her throat. No, maybe that was just a mistake. There was no way he had learned that from his mentor.
Her eyes narrowed into slits as she pushed the tom off, quickly getting back to her feet. She shook some dirt from her pelt. "Where did you learn that move?" She questioned. "I know Streamwind wouldn't teach you that. In fact, a guardian should never injure another cat that way."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jul 28, 2023 20:20:10 GMT -5
"Mmmm sure." Silverdawn mewed as she rises to her paws. She takes a moment to stretch her limbs before shaking her fur. "All right, I'm ready to go."
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call me blue <3
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 28, 2023 21:26:56 GMT -5
(just a heads up, i won't be on much tomorrow! you all are free to move things along without me)
Goldpaw held his head up in triumph. His yellow eyes gleaming. It had really worked! The dreams were more than dreams after all. He could only imagine using his moves in real battle. The dark-furred tom was interrupted from his victory when Mosswing started speaking again. Goldpaw rolled his eyes, "It's just a battle move. I was just practicing." The apprentice shook out his fur, reaching out his limbs in a stretch. He looked back up at Mosswing with an ambitious glare, demanding, "Let's try another one."
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Post by broken on Jul 29, 2023 20:59:33 GMT -5
Hollowheart grinned at his clanmate and began making his way toward the camp entrance. "Great," he muttered, glancing over at her. "Is there anywhere specific you think we should try to hunt?" He wasn't very picky where he usually hunted, he'd just usually follow a trail.
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Mosswing scowled as he spoke. "As I said, you should never go for the killing blow," she repeated. She shook her head slightly. If he continued with this attitude of his, she might just talk to his mentor about it and if that didn't help, she'd try to go to the Sage.
"Right," she meowed as she began to slowly walk in a circle around him. After a few seconds, she pounced at him, hoping to make him lose his balance as she tried to pin the young cat to the ground.
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call me blue <3
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Jul 30, 2023 9:22:09 GMT -5
Goldpaw rolled his eyes before going back to his starting position. This time, Mosswing launched at him before he could make his move. Grunting as he was knocked to the ground. His dream cats hadn't went over defensive techniques yet! So the black tom did the first thing that came to mind. Rolling over onto his back, looking up at Mosswing with a taunting glare in his yellow eyes. He reached out his paw and mockingly dragged it over her neck again. Another of his attempts at a killing blow. "Ha! You're dead, again."
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