- - [ resurgence - open ]

(Sure! We can always start with a WonderBoz interaction and have it open for anyone else to jump in. ^^)

 

oohhhhh, him going to the moor would be fun too!! if not kuta and gray finding cotton and creamsicle, then maybe smoke could be that cat
i just need a clan recruiter running into cotton and creamsicle, like, yesterday,,,

big down to have Kuta and Gray SKy run into Cotton and Creamsicle - or really anybody for that matter o:

Also I can't express enough how much I adore Laika
in terms of going the route of her trying to have a paw in both worlds, would you want her to be an etherclan recruit? the proximity to the barn could be a strong source of conflict
ooo but the sheer distance of moving to the forest for sylvanclan could be just as drama inducing

I wonder if Frazzle would already know about the clans or not. He very well could have visited Smoke in the past moon. Though on the other hand, I kinda wanted to see what the first meeting with Percy (uncle) would be like. It could be that he's dropped by, but by the scent of it, Smoke was away with some other cat at the time (Percy). Frazzle may have left random plant gifts. Maybe some sticks too. I'll probably figure out what to do with him over the next while as we get started. I'll throw him wherever when the time reveals itself. Even if he finds out about the clans later, that'd be completely fine. He's a very easygoing, Willy nilly character that way. He's totally the kind of cat who could be oblivious to it until later as well. XD Depending on whomever he runs into of course.
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Haha. Oh yeah! I vaguely remember discussing the potential interactions between Kuta and Cotton. This will be the big first impression for them both. Oh boy! I'm sure it'll be epic. XD I gotta brace myself for this.

Oo, maybe Laika and Zee could meet? He’d be a very interesting, but kind cat to a more… gullible cat such as her! He’s managed to dip a paw in multiple worlds in a sense, as he’s a little traveling man, but he sticks mostly to the barn ^^

ooo that's fair I didn't think of that - then I'd agree etherclan cause you're right, it is right there

(Whaaat? Spackle knows Killer. Killer knows Binx. Binx knows Alice. Alice knows Wonder. Wonder knows Boz. Boz knows Zee. Zee knows Spackle. Spackle knows Quinn. Quinn knows Cotton. Cotton knows Artichoke, Artichoke knows Caci. XD It's all connected. ~starts singing the circle of life~ Lol. As we continue to rp, we'll probably continually develop all sorts of connections.)

(Whatever works best. I could write a little something if you'd like. ;3)

(Lol. There are so many more pathways I could have gone. XD It will only become more complex as time goes on.)

I need to get myself fo actually draw Zee and Killer at some point, but this is my little Tom, which I think will balance out the genders?

(I hope this works!)


Wonder
Location: Barn
With: Boz and OPEN
(soot )

The early morning was crisp. Even the barn held a certain chill as Wonder silently slipped out from her nest by Alice’s. She slunk around the barn loft, careful not to wake anyone. Though it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. It was what she’d call… refreshing. Though a tad sickly near the beginning of leafbare, she was growing more and more accustomed to this weather. Her soft multicoloured fur had pleasantly filled out over the last while, and gently flowed with the air movement caused by each careful step.

A shift of cool air brought her attention up to the small opening that led to the barn roof. It brought fond memories, though they were made only recently. It was the place she finally made a friend around her own age. And ever since he came into her life, the world didn’t seem quite as scary. Wonder’s heart thrummed fondly at the thought, and it quickly turned to longing. She missed the days where they used to sit up there and admire the stars. It had become far too cold to even consider such a thing now, and the roof was now covered in ice and deep snow. It was practically a death trap. Wonder turned away and continued on her way. Come newleaf, when the snow was supposed to melt, perhaps they could do it again.

Wonder was careful to drop down to each bale level with as much silence as she could muster~ which was considerably good, since it was one of her talents. Occasionally she would pause on a level and tilt her head to listen to the sound of sleeping cats around her. When she was sure no one had stirred, she would continue her careful process. Though the pauses had caused delay, overall it didn’t take her too long to reach the bottom. It was always clear she had reached the bottom when she could feel the cold hard stone barn floor beneath the scattered hay. Tail swishing gently, she looked around, looking for a familiar face. She padded away from the bale stacks and into the open. Cool faint light filtered in from the barn entrance to her right. The deeper barn recesses to her left largely remained in shadow, though with her keen vision and memory of the area she could see and recognize several of the sleeping figures. 

She stopped in the middle of the barn clearing, turning a small slow circle. This was where many cats would sit and feast later in the day, catching up on the day’s events. But now it was empty, as if she had the whole place to herself. But where was Boz? They had agreed to meet here this morning, right before the sun broke the horizon.

Wonder
Location: Barn
With: Boz and (OPEN)
(soot )

The mottled tom was nowhere to be seen. For a few moments, she half-expected him to pop out of some shadowy place and surprise her, but nothing happened. Was he still sleeping? Wonder peered up in the direction of Boz and Zee’s nest. Should she wake him? After a seconds thought, she quickly turned away. No… If he was still asleep, she’d hate to disturb any peaceful dreams he might be having. Plus, she might accidentally wake Zee in the process. Wonder spun another slow pondering circle. Then she sat, deciding to wait patiently. Patience came easily to her, as she found fascination in pawing at one particular piece of hay on the floor.

As the sun peeked over the horizon, the growing light that leaked through the crack of the barn door silhouetted her in ghostly hues of colour. She would glance up occasionally, a little self-conscious that some waking cat might pay her too much notice and find her peculiar obsession with a piece of hay strange. It was getting a bit cold out here in the open, where the floor's coldness and the door's proximity made for a chilling combination. Her puffed fur helped her keep some semblance of warmth. She stole another glance at the hay bales, just as a soft apologetic meow perked her ears. She knew who it was the moment she heard the sound, and lo and behold: Boz was heading toward her across the hay scattered floor. Some warmth flowed back into her chilled limbs as she stood, and she chirruped softly in response~ a happy greeting. Her fluffy grey and orange tail rose high and gave a little shake as if she were stretching it.

“Good morning, Boz,” she purred quietly. “Not at all. You’re right on time.” She gave him a friendly smile, her eyes squeezing shut as she often did when she smiled. As he peered out at the door and bristled his fur, she noted his somewhat bedraggled appearance with some fond amusement. It wasn’t often she got to see the dapper young tom unprepared. Her gaze settled on one particular shag of fur on his shoulder and her breath caught. Should she offer to fix it for him? Her face flushed a little at the thought. Oh dear, but he might feel ashamed if she blatantly pointed it out. She averted her gaze, following his eyes to the door. Should she just leave it be..? “It’s been getting pretty nippy out lately, isn’t it? Does it get much colder than this?” she asked instead, choosing to engage in small talk and avoid the conundrum for now.

(Aw! <3 She's happy to hear that. ^^ Boz is always a fun read as well. :3)