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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 2, 2024 8:15:46 GMT -5
Amberheart - Breezeclan Territory - Skyfall, Rowanfern, Hawkheart (back in time just a tad pre-finding Phantom) Amberheart gave her sister a playful shoulder check as the two passed Skyfall. When they had settled in the now middle of the patrol, she mused off into her own mind as the landscape changed more to the trees. She thoughts of the flames that had ravaged their home, and the once beautiful forest that had come crashing down. As the ginger she-cat looked at her sister, she could tell Rowanfern was also relieving her trauma. She intertwined the end her tail with her sisters' for comfort. Skyfall - Breezeclan territory - Phantom, Hawkheart, Roawnfern, Amberheart Skyfall didn't want to admit that their heart fell for a moment when the voice that responded from the bush was unfamiliar. It was foolish to think even for a moment that the strange cat could have been his lost son. But none the matter; he put on a warm expression regardless. "Well hi there Phantom, my name is Skyfall. I am a member of a clan of cats who call ourselves Cinderclan" the word stuck in his throat for a moment. It was the first time he had really acknowledged the existence, HIS existence in this unified clan. "You caught yourself a mouse out here huh? That's pretty impressive. We were just out here to do some hunting as well. But don't you worry yourself too much with borders right now. This area hasn't belonged to anyone in a few months. Why don't you come on out and tell me about this place you've been dreaming about?" The silver tabby was quite curious to hear of a cat outside of the clan receiving dreams. Even within the clan only the leaders and medicine cats really received specific dreams, especially ones powerful enough to provide guidance. He mostly just dreamed about the past and relieved memories as of late. And the thought of a cat to receive a dream with Starclan being so absent. Could it all be connected? Skyfall thought to himself. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2024 8:21:27 GMT -5
(I’ve got a list of herbs+ techniques and their uses in my notes which I can send to you. I’d also suggest the book Secrets of the clans) (That would be great thanks for your help!) (( if you want multiple sources, I use this! wcrpforums.com/thread/1861/complete-medicine-cat-guideAlso I'll reply soon! Still at work )) |
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 2, 2024 8:25:22 GMT -5
(Thanks! Also I see you too live the night life!)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2024 8:27:21 GMT -5
(Thanks! Also I see you too live the night life!) (( yup, I work the overnight shift life xD )) |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 2, 2024 8:44:14 GMT -5
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Skyfall - mentions Hawkheart, Amberheart, Rowanfern]
Cinderclan... It sounded something like the stories his dad would talk about. He felt himself relax as he shook his way out of the brush. He swiped a paw over his face to quickly wash it and shook a few leaves out of his fur.
Upon the interest regarding the dreams, he let his mind wander into those thoughts. "Well..."
He began describing the dreams. He would hear stories about the clans that used to live there as he was escorted into a new unfamiliar land. He described the vision as something that matched Cinderclan's current primary home.
"...Dad says that it means I need to try and find it. He says that he thinks it's Starclan trying to tell me something, but the other loners in the group I grew up in don't believe him, I think..." He shuffled his paws awkwardly. "If it does mean something, maybe it's them just wanting me to find something cool, or maybe seeing if Dad will go back to his old home if I find it. Do you think you could help me? He talks about it so much, and I think he misses it." Phantom looked hopeful. Maybe this Cinderclan cat could help him find his dad's old Marshclan home and he could come back!
Phantom thought about how his dad talked all the time about Marshclan, and how he missed it but had to leave. He always seemed sad and never told him why the two left when he was just a wailing bundle of fur. Maybe Skyfall would have answers for him, or be able to help him find them.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2024 11:54:56 GMT -5
 Pebblepaw - Shadestep, Yewpaw, Shadow The small medicine cat apprentice looked to his side as Yewpaw padded beside him, and he smiled at her, grateful she wanted to talk. He was a shy cat around others his age, unless it was his sister or Stoatpaw, the other medicine cat apprentice. "Acepaw is your brother, right?" He asked curiously, glancing in front of him quick to make sure they were still heading towards the right place. He wanted to make sure he got it right. "I wish he could've come too. I'd like to get to know all the apprentices better. My sister, too. She seems a bit cold but I promise she's not. She's got a lot on her mind, too..." He gave Yewpaw a look of understanding. After walking a bit longer, he stopped and mewed happily. The moss patch was still full and with this group of cats, no doubt they would bring plenty back for camp. He turned to face the whole group with a nod. "I'm sure you all know how to gather moss, there's plenty here still!" His odd eyes shined with hope as he started to quietly gather, his paws still as he worked. Now that there was a task at hand, the shy and even somewhat nervous cat looked calm.
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Post by Sand on Jan 2, 2024 15:14:23 GMT -5
Birchfog - herb hunting - with Cloudberry, Stoatpaw, Coppertwist & Wraithkit
Birchfog kept padding forward, their yellow gaze peeled back for any sight of borage. As Stoatpaw began describing his training, it was quite obvious to them that their new apprentice was behind in training. The white and black cat knew very well that Stoatpaw's former environment was not normal-- it hadn't been normal for BreezeClan either. Still, they would need to make a lot of progress with the medicine cat apprentice sooner than later. They weren't too sure if they should share some insight about the end of BreezeClan yet.
"Not many apprentices in BreezeClan had the luxury of learning properly. It sounds like Moondrop had you learn what was necessary in your clan's conditions. I don't blame you, my former apprentice went through something similar. Unfortunately she didn't get the chance to use her skills for long," Birchfog replied, pausing momentarily. The thought of his former medicine cat apprentice sent a chill up his spine. Their tender gaze turned dim as the cat cleared their throat. "We'll do a review then. We can start from the basics and work our way up."
The medicine cat barely reacted to Cloudberry's glance before they finally came back to reality. A kit? How could a kit be alive without their parent in these conditions? they thought, but it was too late to ask the permanent queen about what she was going to do. As soon as Cloudberry took off, Stoatpaw had followed her. "Come on, Coppertwist!" Birchfog yowled, their yellow gaze focusing on the queen's pelt. The stocky cat hurried after the two MarshClan cats as fast as they could.
[ tags: @jayfun, Plasmaquake , Novi , & @gloomylatte ]
Rowanfern - BreezeClan territory - with Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart & Phantom Rowanfern was completely checked out. She felt Amberheart's playful shoulder bump, but didn't really react. She offered a weak smile in return. As soon as her sibling intertwined her tail with her fluffy one, the ginger and white she-cat let out a long sigh. "Let's find some wolves," she mewed halfheartedly, unsure if she should move forward or not.
The warrior knew that she needed to leave all of the trauma in the past no matter what. Sometimes Rowanfern felt she was still stuck inside that forest fire, its flames curling around her. Each time it felt like the flames and smoke were going to smother her. Yet it never did. Just being in a different clan's territory where similar fates took place was suffocating.
She quickly abandoned her thoughts and realized that Skyfall had found someone, not something. A small tom, who had caught a mouse successfully. She was surprised that Phantom, who was so young was able to hunt efficiently on his own. Maybe someone had taught him how to hunt before. As the young cat went on, Rowanfern realized he was talking about the Hollow. "Did your father belong to one of our... former clans?" she asked Phantom abruptly.
It felt as if Phantom had given Rowanfern a sliver of hope. Maybe some cats did survive the extinction, but the question was which clan were they from? She hoped that the young tabby tom would have more answers for them.
[ tags: Plasmaquake , jaybun! , & sharkgvts ] |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 2, 2024 18:41:02 GMT -5
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Rowanfern, Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart]
He turned to face Rowanfern who had appeared. "...Former clans?" He echoed quietly. Did something happen to his dad's old home? his old home? He felt his heart sink a bit. Phantom was much too small to remember much about the clans his parents lived in, and the clan he briefly resided in besides the stories his dad told him, but he had hoped maybe he could find them again, and that's what the dreams had been about.
"My dad was from Marshclan, and my mom was a Creekclan cat. I don't remember too much about my mom, though. Dad doesn't like to talk about her much." He saw the hope in their eyes as he talked about them. What happened?
"Did... something happen to the other clans?" He asked, nervous to hear the answer.
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Post by jaybun! on Jan 2, 2024 18:56:40 GMT -5
CLOUDBERRY - Wraithkit, Stoatpaw, Birchfog, Coppertwist " Oh-"" Cloudberry exhaled shakily, wavering only a moment before rushing to the kit's side. " Of course, of course we will." The queen hurried to soothe, tapping her nose to the top of the little bundle's head. She wanted to curl around them, or scoop them up and set off toward camp, but Cloudberry hesitated; unsure if the kit's fur was any hiding injuries. Luckily, her group had the perfect cat for the job. She turned back toward where she came, sparing Stoatpaw a thin smile. Anxiously waiting for Birchfog to catch up. CRAGFUR - Shadestep, Shadow, Yewpaw, Pebblepaw The elder followed after Shadestep's wake, sparing the occasional glance back at the two apprentices. They trusted the warrior to keep an eye out, that Shadow however... Cragfur had seen their fair share of tempermental sorts, but that tom might take the prize. Usually, having a few kits would mellow them out, but they supposed there were always exceptions. Inwardly, they made a note to keep an particular eye out for poor Yewpaw and Acepaw. With father's like that, who needs enemies? |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2024 21:06:09 GMT -5
Wraithkit - Cloudberry, Birchfog, Stoatpaw, Coppertwist
The kit let out a pathetic mew as Cloudberry touched his head, the contact making him want to be curled around. It had been so long since he felt the touch of another cat, and he started to shake with grief even though he couldn't remember why. All he could remember was his name, and the flames. Wraith.
Wraith was covered in burn scars, but the most concerning one was on his face, covering his one milky white, blind eye and reaching all the way down to his shoulder. His seeing eye was a deep azure, and it was filled with fear and desperation. He looked skinny as well, though not terribly so like one would expect for a lone kit. Other than that he appeared ok, no scrapes or open wounds to be had. He pathetically craned his head up to the queen in front of him, wanting comfort more than anything especially as more unknown cats approached. The beige kit did not smell of any clan in particular, but with the scars on his body any cat could guess where he had come from. |
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Post by FunkyFoxx on Jan 2, 2024 21:39:02 GMT -5
Pebblepaw - Shadestep, Yewpaw, Shadow The small medicine cat apprentice looked to his side as Yewpaw padded beside him, and he smiled at her, grateful she wanted to talk. He was a shy cat around others his age, unless it was his sister or Stoatpaw, the other medicine cat apprentice. "Acepaw is your brother, right?" He asked curiously, glancing in front of him quick to make sure they were still heading towards the right place. He wanted to make sure he got it right. "I wish he could've come too. I'd like to get to know all the apprentices better. My sister, too. She seems a bit cold but I promise she's not. She's got a lot on her mind, too..." He gave Yewpaw a look of understanding. After walking a bit longer, he stopped and mewed happily. The moss patch was still full and with this group of cats, no doubt they would bring plenty back for camp. He turned to face the whole group with a nod. "I'm sure you all know how to gather moss, there's plenty here still!" His odd eyes shined with hope as he started to quietly gather, his paws still as he worked. Now that there was a task at hand, the shy and even somewhat nervous cat looked calm.
she headed over to the moss and started to collect it. She turned to PebblePaw, finally replying to what he had said about getting to know the other apprentices. "Well," she mewed, as she gently tore some moss off, making sure not to tear it, "perhaps we could be friends? AcePaws pretty cool, too," she added. although, he does seem to be hiding stuff |
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Post by Novi on Jan 3, 2024 1:40:34 GMT -5
 Wrenpaw - Mothwind, Honeydusk, Falconeye At the deputy's glance, Wrenpaw opened her mouth to draw in what she could scent wise. Though the sounds of the wood made her freeze for a moment. The wolves that moved into BreezeClan territory were like death itself descending upon the cats. It happened so fast, and no one was quite expecting it. If Wrenpaw was being honest with herself, she was still shocked that Pebblepaw and herself survived with only scars. She snapped out of it quickly, her torn ear twitching before she mewed softly. "It's nothing big. I can't catch a scent but the sounds are soft." The brown cat looked up at Mothwind. "If we get a bit closer, we could scent it." Wrenpaw forced her fur to lie flat again, and dug her claws into the dirt for a quick moment, hoping to ground herself. She had to pull it together. Mothwind lay a gentle tail on the apprentice's shoulder. They would all have to cope with the memories of what they'd faced before and it saddened her that one so young had to be introduced to the harshness of reality. But there was no point in rushing this. Only after Wrenpaw's fur was flat again did Mothwind nod. "After the evacuation, the smell of cat will likely be gone now. We'll have to be extra careful in that case." Her gaze flickered between the other cats. "Let's go." Having pinpointed the noise while Wrenpaw was recovering, Mothwind slowly stalked towards it. Depending on whether the prey had wings, their strategy would have to change. A squirrel was busy digging at the earth. Mothwind's whiskers twitched. Had it planted a nut here? With a wave of her tail, she signaled the rest of the patrol to surround it carefully. Wrenpaw would remain at their current location, less chance of a misstep. |
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Nettle
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Post by Nettle on Jan 3, 2024 2:07:39 GMT -5
((SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY AHH))
Aldersong - Just spawned outta nowhere on that hunting patrol.
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"Ahh, bad luck, bad luck." Aldersong appeared from behind a bramble bush, a sparrow clamed in his jaws. As he spoke, he dropped the sparrow down by his feet. "Sorry, I had caught the scent of sparrow and I just went for it. I'm back now. Hope you didn't miss me too much." He added the last bit jokily. Hastily, he added. "I hear the streams lovely this time of year, want to come and dip your paws in?"
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Plasmaquake
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 3, 2024 2:16:43 GMT -5
Stoatpaw - Herb Hunting - Cloudberry, Wraithkit, Birchfog, Coppertwist Stoatpaw's fluffy tail streamed in the wind behind him as he chased after Cloudberry. He was caught off guard by he sudden stop into the small clearing were he watched Cloudberry comfort a tiny bundle of fur. The young brown tom shared a quick smile before visually inspecting the kitten. As Stoatpaw drew just a tail length closer he realized that small bundle wasn't all fur however. He caught sight of a milky eye surrounded by scarred skin. He felt his heart drop into his belly. How did this happen to a young kit? he wondered to himself. Stoatpaw looked to Cloudberry for permission to draw closer. He didn't want to scare the poor creature. As Birchfog arrived, he also looked to the older medicine cat for guidance. Shadestep - Moss Patrol - Pebblepaw, Yewpaw, Cragfur, Shadow Shadestep was pulled out her thoughts and her focus upon Pebblepaw's exclamation. She turned to see a beautiful patch of moss out before them along the river that bordered camp. She was surprised to see it so full at this time of year. They must have caught it before the cold harsh weather killed it off. At first, Shadestep didn't quite settle into collecting moss. The black she-cat kept an eye on the area around her patrol, listening and looking for threats. As the patrol settled into their tasks, she found a stone and branch lodged in the river which she used to cross to the other side and began to pull the moss out from the bank. The black she-cat was going a bit slower at it still keeping her ears turning to scan for threats, and taking occasional glances to look for large birds in the sky. They were so out in the open, she did not like their odds if a hawk decided to stop by. Amberheart, Skyfall - Breezeclan Territory - Phantom, Rowanfern, Hawkheart Amberheart quickly followed her sister towards the sounds of conversation that camr from where Skyfall had run off to. She was curious what it was they had found all the way out here, and clearly it wasn't a wolf Skyfall was speaking to. As the creature pulled itself out of the bush, she was surprised to see an unfamiliar cat before her. It was the most unique cat she had ever seen, looking almost like two cats fused together, right down the middle. She was surprised too at how confident this young cat was. There was no fear of these four strange adults in front this loner. They seemed, if anything, very curious about the patrol. The light ginger she-cat was shocked when this cat began to call out clans by name. Was this young cat from one of the other clans? she began to wonder. It's possible that they were just an apprentice when everything happened, but they looked a bit older than that. In the interim, Skyfall had sat down, curling their large fluffy tail neatly around their white paws. "Well young... I'm sorry in which way do you like to be referred?" he inquired politely. After receiving a response they continued. "Well young tom, it sounds like maybe you weren't raised in either, or really any of our clans. Hawkheart" he nodded towards the leader "and I are of Creekclan, perhaps I may have known your mother. There are none on this patrol from Marshclan, though there are certainly some back at the camp." "I regret to inform you that the clans all suffered great atrocities recently" the silver tabby continued, shifting a bit uncomfortably at the call to the recent calamities. He felt it needed to be said however. "Many of our homes were destroyed, many lives were lost, and the few that remain have gathered to try and survive the upcoming cold months. We currently stand in former Breezeclan territory; this is the most intact of any of those original lands" he gave a sweeping gaze around, still not entirely comfortable in lands that he was never allowed in. He also feared that letting their guard down too much could invite wolves in. Amberheart flinched at the mention of the tragedies that had struck the lands. For a moment she could almost feel the heat of the fires on her fur, but she tried to shake is off. After Skyfall, finished, she piped up next to him. "You didn't happen to meet any other clan cats while you were out and about did you?" she inquired, hopeful that maybe he had met some other survivors of Oakclan out there. |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 3, 2024 3:00:12 GMT -5
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Rowanfern, Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart]
Phantom's eyes darkened slightly. "That's awful to hear..." It shook him just a bit slightly. What was he out here to do, then? Surely, he didn't leave for nothing...
...right?
he snapped back to the present as he looked at Amberheart. He thought back to his journey here before shaking his head sadly. "I haven't... To be honest, I don't really think I've seen very many cats at all. You four are the first group i've run into since I stuck around with some barn cats for a bit."
Looking back over to Skyfall, he felt a sliver of hope upon hearing about them potentially knowing some info about her. "Really? Did you know Flintstorm?" He was excited at the idea that maybe they could have SOME info about her. The excitement was replaced by anxiousness, thinking about if she had maybe survived the disasters that had plagued the clans so recently and if he could possibly see her. 'Maybe I could talk to her finally... See why her and Dad aren't together anymore and join her in the clans!' he thought optimistically. Maybe this was what he came all the way out here for? He hoped so, anyways.
(HFJHKJD Poor little man is just.. not very lucky rn)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jan 3, 2024 12:03:06 GMT -5
(I'll be able to respond sometime today! Had a busy new year!)
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Jan 3, 2024 12:23:37 GMT -5
Leafpaw - Moss Patrol - Pebblepaw, Yewpaw, Cragfur, Shadow, Shadestep
While the moss patrol got to work, they could hear the rushed pad of pawsteps approaching. A young cat, solid brown save for a white patch at the base of his tail, rushed onto the scene. He hissed at no one in particular — he was so caught up in serving his tick duty that he forgot about the moss patrol that had been proposed earlier. Regardless, he was here now, but unsure where to begin. His emerald-green eyes watched his clanmates hard at work; he decided should be following suit.
"Apologies for the hold-up," mewed Leafpaw, flattening his ears. "Pebblepaw, I assume you're in charge here. Where should I go first?"
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Post by jaybun! on Jan 3, 2024 16:46:20 GMT -5
HAWKHEART - Phantom, Skyfall, Amberheart, Rowanfern Caught up to the others at last, Hawkheart arrived just to hear the unfamiliar cat's question. He felt his heart drop to his paws. Casting a linger glance at Skyfall, the large tom meandered closer to the young loner, eyes dim. He had never gotten along well with Flintstorm, but looking at this cat now, he could see the remnants of the fierce she-cat in their unusual features. " I did know Flintstorm," Hawkheart said, ears drooping slightly, " she didn't- Creekclan was hit with several mudslides. Not many made it out." |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2024 20:59:30 GMT -5
Pebblepaw - Yewpaw, Leafpaw, Shadestep, Shadow
The young silver tom's ears pricked up at Yewpaw's words, and he stopped collecting moss for a moment. "Oh! I would l-like that, being friends." It was clear he wasn't used to having many, his eyes shone happily. He turned back to the patch of moss at his paws. He carefully used a claw to cut the bundle, silently thanking StarClan that the moss was still thriving. They needed to gather as much as they could before it withered. Shouldn't be a problem for this group, especially as another cat soon joined them. Pebblepaw looked up at the sound of new pawsteps, feeling relief that it was just Leafpaw and not some monster ready to tear them apart. Like a wolf.
"In charge?" He blinked, looking nervously at the two warriors before looking back to Leafpaw. "Um... You can come over here! With me and Yewpaw." He flicked his tail to another patch of moss next to the two apprentices. "There's plenty still. We need to gather as much as we can for the clan." He smiled at Leafpaw to show his late arrival was no problem at all.
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 3, 2024 22:30:06 GMT -5
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Rowanfern, Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart]
Phantom felt his heart shatter getting this new info, uncertain how to respond now. 'Everything had been a waste!' He thought bitterly. 'I shouldn't have been so hopeful.'
What now? Well, he was getting a bit tired from the traveling he had done today and last night, and he wanted to at least see the Cinderclan camp for what it was before he turned back.
After internally composing himself, he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. "If it's alright-" He hesitated briefly, looking at Hawkheart before looking down at his paws and speaking again."Would I be able to stay? Just for a few nights or something... This is just so much to think about..." Phantom wasn't sure if being alone would help him feel any better or make things worse.
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Plasmaquake
Home for the holidays, time is sparse
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 4, 2024 1:46:51 GMT -5
Shadestep - Moss Patrol - Pebblepaw, Yewpaw, Leafpaw, Shadow, Cragfur Shadestep's head snapped up at the sound of a creature approaching. She wasted no time jumping back across the river, hackles raised and tail fluffed, ready to protect her patrol. Of course Shadow would let something come for us she thought to herself. When the brown cat burst into the clearing, Shadestep blinked for a second before flattening her hackles. "Oh, nice of you to join us Leafpaw" she calmly said. The black cat chuckled a bit to herself when the young tom asked if Pebblepaw was in charge of the patrol, but didn't point out the error. She simply turned to once again cross to the other side of the river. Perhaps I am too harsh twards Shadow she thought for a moment, but recalling their interaction earlier gave her spin a bit of a chill. No, I most definitely did not.Skyfall, Amberheart - Breezeclan territory - Phantom, Hawkheart, Rowanfern Skyfall perked just a bit at the name Flinstone. He did in fact recognize the name, and OH BOY did he have stories to tell, though he maybe would be starved for choice on positive ones. But when Hawkheart mentioned the mudslides they dipped their large silver head in respect and solidarity for the lost. He noted the small cat seemed to be growing more and more disappointed with all this news. How long ago did his father leave the clans? they wondered. When Phantom inquired about returning to camp, he looked to Hawkheart for approval. He certainly thought the more the merrier at this point, and clearly the cat was a capable hunter, thought he was a bit disappointed at the though of him only staying for a few days. Amberheart sat down upon hearing that Phantom hadn't met ay other clan cats out there. Her hope dwindled every day they didn't find a survivor, confirming that those in Cinderclan were truly everybody who survived. The orange cat knew it had already been a few months, but she still couldn't handle the idea that this small group was all who were left of four once thriving clans. Really, she cared most about Oakclan, as their numbers seemed the fewest. She wallowed a bit in her own sadness, leaning slightly to her sister, before raising her head at the tom's inquiry to stay for a few days. She was hesitant at the idea of having a stranger in their camp, but there really seemed to be no malintent about him. Plus, how much of a stranger were many of the other cats to her anyways? |
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Post by «-•spiderweb•-» on Jan 4, 2024 15:07:10 GMT -5
((SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY AHH))
Aldersong - Just spawned outta nowhere on that hunting patrol.
x------------------------------------------------------------------------------------x "Ahh, bad luck, bad luck." Aldersong appeared from behind a bramble bush, a sparrow clamed in his jaws. As he spoke, he dropped the sparrow down by his feet. "Sorry, I had caught the scent of sparrow and I just went for it. I'm back now. Hope you didn't miss me too much." He added the last bit jokily. Hastily, he added. "I hear the streams lovely this time of year, want to come and dip your paws in?"“I’d love to!” Pumpkinswipe said excitedly, her eyes lighting up. She had always loved swimming. It was a good stress-reliever for her. She turned her head to Rabbittail. “You coming?” The fluffy she-cat asked gently. |
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Post by Sand on Jan 4, 2024 17:08:20 GMT -5
Birchfog - herb hunting - with Cloudberry, Coppertwist, Stoatpaw & Wraith
For a BreezeClan cat, Birchfog wasn't that fast. They were surprised that they had even gotten here in time. The medicine cat's ears twitched at the sound of a pathetic mew, realizing that Cloudberry had found a kitten. Their yellow gaze met Stoatpaw's, who seemed to be asking for guidance. They stepped closer to their apprentice, leaning their white and black head down. "It's fine, Stoatpaw. You can approach him. His wounds don't look too good either," Birchfog mewed quietly. They waited for the brown tom to move forward and inspect the kitten.
The white and black cat focused on Wraith, noticing that the kit didn't have any open wounds. The burn scars and milky blind eye looked horrific obviously, but Wraith was still alive. He was skinny, though that was common for a loner kit. The only place Birchfog could remember that had wildfires was OakClan yet this kitten didn't seem like he was from OakClan. There was no strange scent coming from his beige pelt. "Hi there," they greeted softly, waving their white and black tail behind them. The healer's behavior was completely different from how they were acting before. "I'm Birchfog. I'm a medicine cat from CinderClan and this here is Stoatpaw. He's my trainee," they explained, flicking their tail towards the medicine cat apprentice. "If I can ask.. what happened to you, young one?"
For once, Birchfog was concerned about how they were behaving. They chose their words carefully as they tried to not upset the kit. They didn't want Wraith to run away, but it seemed that the beige kit was comfortable with Cloudberry. Hopefully Wraith would stay put and they could take him back to camp.
(will get up Rowanfern's post tomorrow! feel free to move ahead without her reply. ) |
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Plasmaquake
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 5, 2024 0:12:04 GMT -5
Stoatpaw - her hunting - Birchfog, Cloudberry, Wraith, Coppertwist Stoatpaw looked towards the kit and followed his mentor's lead. The young tom lowered himself to the ground to appear less than threatening, not that it was far for him to go. He crouched forward a bit and with a warm expression simply said "Hey there" followed by a slow blink. He only minorly noticed his mentor's change in demeanor, trying instead to just focus on slowing his heart rate from the run and remaining calm near this kit. (I will be out of town for the next two days so don't wait for me too much on replies. Will be back Sun) |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2024 18:20:53 GMT -5
Wraithkit - Birchfog, Cloudberry, Coppertwist, Stoatpaw
Wraith lifted his head as other cats approached, his one good eye fixed onto Birchfog. What had happened to him? A terrible fog obstructed the kit's memories and he couldn't piece anything together. All he remembered was flames and a terrible grief for passed on cats he couldn't see the faces of. "W-Wraith." He shook his body and tried to get on his paws, but he stumbled forward and bumped into Cloudberry's leg with a pathetic mew. "I don't... remember." He looked again at the other cats, feeling comforted by their gentle demeanors. "I got hurt, and ran." His voice was soft and had that kit-like lisp to it, and he spoke few words. It wasn't hard to tell he was nervous and traumatized. His burns were healed at least, not very well, but his biggest threat at the moment was hunger and exhaustion. At least the kit had found other cats... Maybe he'll be safe now. |
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Post by jaybun! on Jan 11, 2024 1:00:41 GMT -5
ooc;; pologies' for the long while! the mind is willing but the technology, not so much. HAWKHEART - Skyfall, Amberheart, Rowanfern, Phantom He stamped down his gut instinct to reject the lone cat, pulling as much as warmth as he could from within as he said, " Of course. No one should have to survive alone out in these conditions." Which Hawkheart did mean, wholeheartedly, but old habits die hard. Creekclan had been one of the more insular clans, helped a good amount by the shelter of the mountainside. Hawkheart could count on paw how many times an interaction with an outsider had ended positively. Not something he'd always agreed with, but...even a deputy answered to someone. Glancing back at the small party, he weighed his options, " One of us could show you the way back- unless you'd like to help hunt?" CLOUDBERRY - Birchfog, Coppertwist, Stoatpaw, Wraithkit Cloudberry carefully kept her expression warm, open. Gently steadying the tiny kit with a leg as she stewed on the poor thing's story. Shocking. Unlikely. But when confronted with a mouse tail, one had to grant that a mouse was near. More importantly, she was worried about just how thin Wraith was. No wonder those burns hadn't healed all well! Cinderclan lacked any "actual" queens- Cloudberry certainly couldn't feed him or she already would have. Laying her long-furred tail about the kit's shoulders in an attempt to offer some warmth, she looked to Birchfog imploringly. Without a good source of milk, they'd have to depend on fresh-kill. But she'd personally seen kits as tiny as this wither away despite steady feeding on mashed prey. Maybe there was an herb? Something they could grab before taking Wraith back to camp? |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 11, 2024 2:02:57 GMT -5
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Rowanfern, Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart]
Phantom felt his spirits lifted at the cat's agreement. Even if it was only a few days, a few days' rest before heading home was better than none, especially with a group. At the mention of helping with hunting, he smiled. "I'll help with the hunting! You guys are being kind hosts- I'd hate to not contribute as a thank you." He stretched out his muscles. Some of the prey was quick, and he had no interest in pulling something trying to chase something and ending up unable to help at all.
[Deadstorm || Main camp || Open]
Deadstorm rested just outside of the temporary den that was set up for Cinderclan. She snorted as she suddenly felt her body shudder and wake her up. The cause? Who knows. Maybe it was the chill of the weather. She sat up, balancing herself upwards with her front paws, beginning to wash her pelt before she went to see what needed to be done today. Deadstorm couldn't quite hunt like she used to since her back legs and broken tail offered no balance support since the mudslides, but maybe there was herbs that needed to be sorted, or perhaps a draft that needs patching, or maybe some bedding cleaned. She shuddered slightly at the thought of the mudslides and everything it cost her. It was difficult to sleep in the dens like she used to because of them, but come leafbare when the winds were the most vicious and cold, she would have no choice unless she wanted to freeze to death...
[Smokestripe || Marshclan territory || open]
Smokestripe peered past all of the trees and shrubbery he saw from the top of one of the trees. 'Is it worth the risk?' He thought, feeling a pit in his stomach thinking about how he left and if Marshclan would even welcome him back after he left the way he did. He thought about his kit, Phantom, and grew worried. Would the clan reject him as well? He had nothing to do with vanishing from the clan besides just being taken from a young age...
He climbed down, sniffing the air. There was nothing. Smokestripe narrowed his eyes and continued to travel in the direction of his old home. He came upon some familiar sights- the border of his home, Marshclan. Something felt wrong, however. He sniffed the air and felt his fur prickle slightly. It was what he smelled, or rather what he didn't smell that alarmed him. There was no scent of Marshclan at all. They usually would have patrolled by now. He stared at the ground, before cautiously entering the territory. It sounded eerily quiet- There were no cats talking and chatting, there were no apprentices learning the fight moves, or moves that would assist them in catching more prey. Was anyone here at all?
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Home for the holidays, time is sparse
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 14, 2024 1:50:01 GMT -5
Skyfall, Amberheart - Breezeclan - Hawkheart, Phantom, Rowanfern "That's a good lad" Skyfall cheered, resting their tail for a moment on the young cat's shoulder as they stood up and likewise stretched their muscles to prepare for hunting. While the tabby cat was a formidable warrior and an avid defender of the borders in their time, they didn't care so much anymore about clan ties. Even at the time he mostly enjoyed the thrill of the fight, though he was fiercely loyal to those he defended. Now they defended all the cats who had survived the horrible calamities that befell the land. For him, this young tom joining them for a few nights would certainly be under a watchful eye, and if he tried to pull much of anything he would not get very far; Skyfall would make sure of that. However he saw this matter as more of a survival issue than a border issue. Right now every cat needed to band together. "Now you be wary as we're lookin around for prey. There once were wolves wandering through here an we certainly don't want to run into any of those. Nasty teeth they have." He crouched down in bit of a wary stance, eyes shifting side to side. They then gave the tom a soft shoulder check as they prepared to fall back into line for the hunt. To anyone who wouldn't know, he acted almost as if this new cat were one of his kits Amberheart was however much more concerned at the prospect of a new cat joining them. Her fur raised just at bit at the inquiry. The fact that he was only staying for a few days worried her even more. She was awfully suspicious that there may be some foul play involved. What he a spy? An assassin? However the more she tried to rationalize other scenarios and reasons, the more they didn't really make sense. Who would have even sent him? and why would they want to sabotage a group of cats most didn't even know existed anymore. They hadn't had much contact with rogues since the disasters struck, so she doubted most would even know there were any survivors. The orange tabby raised a quizzical eyebrow towards her sister to see how she felt about the situation. |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 15, 2024 1:05:37 GMT -5
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Rowanfern, Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart] Phantom made a small happy chirp at Skyfall's encouragement and enthusiasm for him joining. He listened to the warning about the wolves attentively. "I've never seen a wolf before, but I really hope I don't have to. I've heard they're like dogs, but so much bigger and meaner..." his pelt prickled slightly at the thought of them. He watched him give him a shoulder check, tilting his head slightly to the side curiously but not saying anything. As he looked out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Amberheart gazing at him. He quickly turned to look elsewhere, feeling uncomfortable as her eyes burned into his pelt. He was bad with eye contact and being stared at since it made him quite uncomfortable, but he said nothing. "Well, uh, lead the way when you guys are ready?" He shook his pelt slightly. |
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