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Post by Sand on Jan 18, 2024 16:14:44 GMT -5
Birchfog - herb hunting - with Cloudberry, Coppertwist, Stoatpaw & Wraith
Birchfog listened intently to Wraith's story, his constant thoughts finally coming to a halt. It was no wonder that Wraith's burns looked the way that they did-- the kit hadn't received treatment for them. Maybe he had survived the fire in OakClan? It was possible, considering that some OakClan cats were still alive. On top of that, his bad eye could be infected or worse by now. However, he was young but frail. There was only a sliver of hope that he would survive realistically.
They didn't have any pregnant queens currently which meant getting milk for the young kit would be nearly impossible. If they had a queen that just gave birth, they could use borage to produce more milk. The white and black cat sighed, frustrated with their findings and unsure if they could get Wraith any milk. "Cloudberry, the only option we would have had is to give borage to a pregnant queen or a queen that's already given birth," they explained to the group of cats. "We don't really have many options but prey."
The medicine cat came to a pause, realizing that if Wraith had been off of milk for long enough... maybe he would be fine with prey? It was risky, but the mashed mouse by the kitten's paws was discouraging. "Wraith, when was the last time you had milk?" Birchfog asked, glancing at Stoatpaw in hopes for any advice. Although he was young, maybe the brown tom knew of different ways. His green gaze fell on to Wraith. "You will still come with us and we can gather any herbs that can help your injuries."
Rowanfern - BreezeClan territory - with Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart & Phantom Rowanfern found this stranger's interaction with Skyfall to be fairly interesting. She wasn't sure if she trusted any cats on the patrol except for Amberheart, but now that Phantom was going to join them while hunting made her feel stand-offish. She straightened herself and got to her paws, deciding that it would be best to move on. Her gaze wandered towards Amberheart's quizzical look and she just shrugged her shoulders. "If he was a real threat, we wouldn't be alive right now," she whispered to her littermate.
The long-furred white and ginger tabby cleared her throat, watching Skyfall once more. She wondered if he ever had kits before as his conversation with Phantom seemed to imitate a parent speaking with their kit. Phantom's comment about the wolves surprised her. How hadn't he seen any wolves? She hadn't seen them often, but at least she knew what they were capable of. Rowanfern's ears perked at the sound of Phantom's voice, asking if the group was ready to hunt. "I'm ready if everyone else is," she meowed to the loner. "There's probably some good hunting spots nearby. Have you hunted around here recently, Phantom?" Acornfeather - Hollow - with Cherryfang Acornfeather had been making himself useful around the clan's temporary camp. He had yet to notice Cherryfang, who was speaking to him from behind. The warrior had a bundle of moss besides him which he was going to use to make some new nests. Suddenly, he realized that there was another cat near him. Who is that? he wondered before turning around to glance at Cherryfang.
"Oh! Sorry, I didn't hear you," Acornfeather mewed sheepishly, his amber gaze focusing on Cherryfang and then the moss bundle next to him. "Patrols, huh? That's... not really my kind of thing. Hawkheart did take a patrol out though. So did Shadestep... I think." ( hi attie, can you please change your font for your post? I can't really read it. also, Shark, if you want Deadstorm could join Acorn & Cherryfang. ) |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 19, 2024 2:01:02 GMT -5
(OOC; Im definitely down!!)
[Phantom || Breezeclan territory || Rowanfern, Amberheart, Skyfall, Hawkheart]
Phantom thought about the areas he had been to recently, and one idea popped into his head. "Maybe- There was a squirrel that I would've caught earlier if it wasn't for that stupid thorn..." He seemed a bit annoyed at the failed hunt earlier. "Maybe it and others are hiding there still. It's not too far from here either." The area seemed like there were a couple of scattered nuts, so maybe there were more of them feasting on whatever was left. Of course, there was always a chance they ran off elsewhere already. He looked to the group for their approval of the idea.
[Deadstorm || The Hollow || Cherryfang, Acornfeather]
Deadstorm heard chattering away and heard a mention of another patrol. What she wouldn't give to stretch her legs out instead of walk around in circles like a lost kit... What about the cats themselves? She narrowed her eyes as she watched them. Neither of them seemed malicious in nature, but she couldn't be too careful. Maybe not. She wobbled upwards and started walking past them, though she tripped over her tail since she accidentally fell into Acornfeather. "Again?!" She hissed quietly to herself and stood back up. "Sorry... You okay?" was all that she was able to ask in a rather flat tone as she helped him up. Deadstorm was not exactly the friendliest or most liked cat, nor did she want to be. However, that didn't mean she wouldn't apologize for something she didn't mean to do.
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Bisexual
Myrtleleaf
WORKING IN THE SALT MINES GETS YOU NO MONEY
Pronouns: Idk anymore! Anything?
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Post by Myrtleleaf on Jan 21, 2024 16:25:52 GMT -5
Dapplefeather- being grouchy
Dapplefeather hissed as she woke up. They’d had trauma dreams (again) and felt a jab in their side all night. She discovered several thorns in their bedding and hissed angrily. “Ugh! Now I have to pick all of these out…” She began mumbling to herself but stopped when they saw Pumpkinswipe. She couldn’t help feeling a little happy to see her, but they shook away that thought and mewled, “Help me pick these out, won’t you? I can tell you don’t have any plans.
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Post by Novi on Jan 21, 2024 20:36:52 GMT -5
since Snow hasn't been online in a hot minute and Wrenpaw's RPer is gone, i'm going to poof Moth back to camp  try again. haha ^^") As Mothwind padded into camp, she debated about the status of the day. The patrol had caught something, but it was a pitiful something. Just two birds. Depositing them on what would eventually be the fresh kill pile, she glanced around. Hers was the first one back. Given the inactivity in Oakclan territory, it made sense. But on that same idea, she wondered if any of the other patrols had run into some trouble. Hopefully it just meant the pickings were better for them. |
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Bisexual
Myrtleleaf
WORKING IN THE SALT MINES GETS YOU NO MONEY
Pronouns: Idk anymore! Anything?
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Post by Myrtleleaf on Jan 21, 2024 20:41:14 GMT -5
Rabbittail- in the clearing with Mothwind- open for interaction!
Rabbittail smiled as he saw Mothwind pad into camp. “How was hunting?” He asked, walking over toward her. He glanced down at the pitiful prey and he added, “I know that you tried your best. Maybe later we could go hunting together? I don’t have to patrol until tonight.”
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Post by Novi on Jan 21, 2024 21:20:46 GMT -5
Mothwind bit back a retort at the warrior's question- it wouldn't do well to ruffle fur unnecessarily. This one wasn't Breezeclan after all and wouldn't know the she-cat's opinion of questions with obvious answers. Whiskers twitched as she waited for the tom to finish speaking. Does he think I need encouragement? With a mental shake of her head, she straightened. "We can't expect prey to return at the rate we'd hoped."
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Bisexual
Myrtleleaf
WORKING IN THE SALT MINES GETS YOU NO MONEY
Pronouns: Idk anymore! Anything?
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Post by Myrtleleaf on Jan 21, 2024 21:27:21 GMT -5
Rabbittail- In the clearing with Mothwind- open for interaction
Rabbittail seemed flustered by the she-cat’s hostility. “Of course not, I’m sorry…” he murmured. “I’m sorry if I offended you.” He smiled and added, “We could still go hunting!” He wasn’t going to let one bad comment distract him from making friends! He wanted to be a social cat, and doing simple things like hunting patrols would help. A lot. “If that’s what you want.”
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Post by Dew on Jan 22, 2024 13:28:42 GMT -5
Deerpaw
Deerpaw was sitting in the clearing, grooming herself. Rabbittail and Mothwind were talking, but she was not close enough to hear everything they were saying. She did hear the words hunting and Patrol though, and her ears pricked up. She wanted to go hunting! She padded up to the two, hoping she was not interrupting a private conversation. "I'm sorry for interrupting, but I couldn't help overhearing, are you going hunting? If you, could I join you?"
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Post by Sand on Jan 22, 2024 14:55:12 GMT -5
Acornfeather - Hollow - with Cherryfang & Deadstorm Acornfeather was never great at paying attention to his surrounding most of the time. There was always something else that caught his attention, whether it was important or not. He yelped in surprise as his amber eyes widened. "Oof!" the cinnamon golden smoke tabby mewed loudly, stopping himself from rolling across the grass. His gaze met Deadstorm's and he offered a grateful smile as she helped him up. "I'm fine, really! Sorry for getting into your way."
The warrior didn't know much about Deadstorm besides her being from CreekClan and she seemed younger than him. "Uh, since you're here... do you want to join us? Cherryfang missed the announcement of the patrols," Acornfeather explained slowly. "I'd kind of like to get out of the hollow sooner than later."
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 22, 2024 18:06:17 GMT -5
[Deadstorm || The Hollow || Cherryfang, Acornfeather]
"No fault of yours." Was the only thing she said. When she was asked about the patrols, her gaze drifted between the two deciding how desperately she wanted to go back out. Yeah, she'd like to get out of camp for a change.
"Wouldn't be a bad idea, so long you don't mind me being a bit slow walking." She replied, stretching out as best as her stiff body would allow her to. "I usually do menial tasks around camp so maybe fresh air will do me good."
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Post by Novi on Jan 22, 2024 23:42:48 GMT -5
Rabbittail- In the clearing with Mothwind- open for interactionRabbittail seemed flustered by the she-cat’s hostility. “Of course not, I’m sorry…” he murmured. “I’m sorry if I offended you.” He smiled and added, “We could still go hunting!” He wasn’t going to let one bad comment distract him from making friends! He wanted to be a social cat, and doing simple things like hunting patrols would help. A lot. “If that’s what you want.” "None taken," Mothwind shrugged. She was a practical she-cat and knew hunting would always offer different results. But there was no point in getting into it with this tom. His enthusiasm was... appreciated. The clan could use it when facing the unknown. Mothwind would have to take care to appear cordial. "Sure. We can head towards Marshclan." While she'd told Coppertwist to hunt if he could, she doubted he'd get very far. It was something strange to be able to hunt on land that was not previously Breezeclan's... |
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Transgender
attiechan.wcrp
Hi everyone! Can't wait to get the hang of this site!
Pronouns: He/Him, It/It's is also ok
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Post by attiechan.wcrp on Jan 23, 2024 12:13:26 GMT -5
  -----------------------------------------------------------Location: Hollow - Activity: N/A - Tags: Acornfeather, DeadstormOOC: srry abt the font! |
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Bisexual
Myrtleleaf
WORKING IN THE SALT MINES GETS YOU NO MONEY
Pronouns: Idk anymore! Anything?
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Post by Myrtleleaf on Jan 23, 2024 17:49:16 GMT -5
Rabbittail- In the clearing with Mothwind- open for interactionRabbittail seemed flustered by the she-cat’s hostility. “Of course not, I’m sorry…” he murmured. “I’m sorry if I offended you.” He smiled and added, “We could still go hunting!” He wasn’t going to let one bad comment distract him from making friends! He wanted to be a social cat, and doing simple things like hunting patrols would help. A lot. “If that’s what you want.” "None taken," Mothwind shrugged. She was a practical she-cat and knew hunting would always offer different results. But there was no point in getting into it with this tom. His enthusiasm was... appreciated. The clan could use it when facing the unknown. Mothwind would have to take care to appear cordial. "Sure. We can head towards Marshclan." While she'd told Coppertwist to hunt if he could, she doubted he'd get very far. It was something strange to be able to hunt on land that was not previously Breezeclan's... Rabbittail grinned cheerfully and exclaimed, “When should we go? I don’t have any more patrols today!” Wait, calm down. He could only imagine what his sister would say. Probably something like, “Stop yelling so loud or you’ll wake up the whole clan! Some of us have night patrols, you know.” Speaking of which, he hadn’t seen his sister in a while. Hopeful that was a good thing. |
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Post by sharkgvts on Jan 26, 2024 11:23:28 GMT -5
[Deadstorm || camp || Cherryfang, Acornfeather]
"Great. Let's move then." She stood up and walked towards the camp entrance, waiting for the other two. "Maybe we can find some herbs or something. After all, we have like, what, four different clans we have to take care of now?" She asked. Deadstorm and the small patrol began to dive deeper into the forest, maybe searching for herbs, moss, food... anything.
[Smokestripe || somewhere in the territories || open]
Smokestripe hesitantly entered his old camp. "Hello..?" He tentatively called before he went in. He gasped at the state of the demolished camp. What happened here? Everything was in shambles, soaked in water and mud. The old warriors' den, the medicine den... everything was destroyed. He felt his heart shatter looking at the nursery. He doubted that anyone survived this level of destruction, but if they did, maybe they'd be at the hollow. Did this happen to all of the other clans, as well? Well, he knew maybe he could find answers at the hollow or the star stump. He began to run towards the hollow, desperate for answers or a sign of life.
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Non-binary
Plasmaquake
Home for the holidays, time is sparse
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Post by Plasmaquake on Jan 27, 2024 1:34:40 GMT -5
(Sorry I died for a bit there. School started back up and threw me into the fire This may continue throughout the semester  ) Skyfall, Amberheart - Breezeclan Territory - Phantom, Rowanfern, Hawkheart The orange tabby unintentionally stared at the newcomer a bit longer, holding him in her gaze. "Yeah I suppose" she spoke under her breathe to her sister, twitching her ear. When the young tom made eye contact with her she quickly turned to look off up at the trees or bushes, really whatever she could focus on. She wasn't super comfortable trusting this outsider so easily, and was a bit annoyed to see Skyfall being so chummy all of the sudden. Skyfall acknowledged the young tom's thoughts with a nod. "That is certainly a good place to start." The silver tabby looked to their leader for approval. Stoatpaw - herb hunting - Brichfog, Wraith, Cloudberry, Coppertwist The brown tom thought back as hard as he could to that time when he was really young after his mom passed. He couldn't quite remember what he ate at the time. A lot of it was a blur of faces that hurt to recall. He did remember Moondrop teaching him about the mush technique as they were unsure if the bad food would also affect a nursing kit, and had to prepare to possibly feed kits separately. "Well I had heard of mixing the mush with a bit of water. It can be easier for younger kits if they would still be on milk" he offered with a bit of hope. As the young medicine cat looked at the kit, he noted the size and reconsidered. "Though I think, maybe he would be old enough to eat prey at his size" the tom looked back to his mentor. The apprentice was a bit shocked at the notion that this kit would be dragged around with them while they searched for herbs. The poor thing was clearly terrified, and it was really in no place to be paraded around the territory while they searched for herbs. He shifted his eyes from the black and white cat to the red and white she-cat with uncertainty. |
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Post by Novi on Jan 27, 2024 3:58:39 GMT -5
"None taken," Mothwind shrugged. She was a practical she-cat and knew hunting would always offer different results. But there was no point in getting into it with this tom. His enthusiasm was... appreciated. The clan could use it when facing the unknown. Mothwind would have to take care to appear cordial. "Sure. We can head towards Marshclan." While she'd told Coppertwist to hunt if he could, she doubted he'd get very far. It was something strange to be able to hunt on land that was not previously Breezeclan's... Rabbittail grinned cheerfully and exclaimed, “When should we go? I don’t have any more patrols today!” Wait, calm down. He could only imagine what his sister would say. Probably something like, “Stop yelling so loud or you’ll wake up the whole clan! Some of us have night patrols, you know.” Speaking of which, he hadn’t seen his sister in a while. Hopeful that was a good thing. Mothwind's whiskers twitched. Organization within the clan was.. not the best. Since Hawkheart still didn't have 9 lives yet, both of them were juggling deputy duties and in general cats. Whatever. It doesn't matter. "Right now." With a final glance at the pitiful fresh kill pile, she flicked her tail and bounded back out of camp. (sorry for the delay ^^") |
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try again. haha ^^")
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