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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2017 0:29:39 GMT -5
x - x Dimpaw && Featherpaw
During the walk to WindClan's camp, Dimpaw was in and out of it. She wasn't really aware of what was going on, where she was going. All she knew was that the familiar scent of her brother and father were no longer there. Everything familiar was replaced with the unknown scents of open air and heather. "Where...?" She gasped, eyes fluttering wide open for just a second before falling back closed. Nothing made sense to her right now, nothing at all.
Dimpaw only knew silence for the longest. It wasn't until a soft voice breaking through the wall of silence that the tabby she-cat roused somewhat awake. "Pondjumper? ...Silverfin?" Surely that wasn't her mother's voice. No. It couldn't be. Her mother had been dead for a moon now. Unless... No. Dimpaw wasn't going to think about that. She wasn't dead. She wasn't going to die as an apprentice. She wanted to die as a leader, a leader who had put her life on the line to protect her Clanmates.
Slowly the RiverClan she-cat settled out of her stupor. Pain coursed through her but she gritted her teeth and held back from complaining. Finally realization hit her. "...Featherpaw...?" What was she doing with Featherpaw? Why was Featherpaw even around? Dimpaw was still dazed enough to not realize where she was, but she was consciously aware enough to realize that the voice belonged to the WindClan medicine cat apprentice.
[ shhh, it's not bad, and nah, do what you need to do uwu ]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 2:06:21 GMT -5
{{ She was one of the "minor" characters I liked most; Hollyleaf's death was also upsetting because I didn't mind her character too much. There's certain ones whose deaths I didn't care though. Hmm, I like both ideas; either would fit well, I think. But if you already have a forbidden relationship going on in one of your other 1x1s here, then we can go with the first option. }}
And yes, oops. I do have a forbidden one going on. But I wouldn't mind a second (third? I lost track.) Anyways, I think it'd be a good change doing one that wasn't forbidden c: ] |
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Post by Sand on Jan 18, 2017 2:19:11 GMT -5
{{ She was one of the "minor" characters I liked most; Hollyleaf's death was also upsetting because I didn't mind her character too much. There's certain ones whose deaths I didn't care though. Hmm, I like both ideas; either would fit well, I think. But if you already have a forbidden relationship going on in one of your other 1x1s here, then we can go with the first option. }}
And yes, oops. I do have a forbidden one going on. But I wouldn't mind a second (third? I lost track.) Anyways, I think it'd be a good change doing one that wasn't forbidden c: ]{{ Agreed; I liked Ferncloud, but from what I remember, her death did her justice-- I think she died protecting the nursery? I can't remember o-o' Option two it is then c: }} |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 2:24:12 GMT -5
- - Featherpaw x Dimpaw
Featherpaw's ears twitched as the shecat spoke of the warrior her father had attacked. She almost felt a little disappointed, but she didn't blame the apprentice. She probably had no clue where she was. So, she leaned foreword and carefully started lapping her tongue softly between her ears. "No no... It's Featherpaw, you fluffball." Her mew was a soft purr, her tail twitching in delight as she spoke her name. She knows it's me, and not some random cat! She thought silently to herself. Her frame relaxed, and she continued with gentle strokes of her tongue across the beautiful silvery she-cats fur.
That was, until she felt Breezepelt's presence. Featherpaw sat back and turned around, her blue eyes blazing with anger. "You stupid furball! You always have to start unnecessary battles, Breezepelt! What does Onestar have to say about this? I sure hope you and Smokepaw are put to cleaning the elders den." Featherpaw's tail lashed as she watched her father sit. "I just came for herbs, not to be scolded by my kit. Onestar just said that us two are not to go by the Riverclan border without Harespring or himself." She listened to Breezepelt spit out, his voice sounding like venom. His amber gaze was transfixed on the Riverclan cat behind Featherpaw, so she side stepped to block his view.
"I'm busy, ask Kestrelflight for help. Here," The dark grey medicine cat apprentice turned to pick up some chervil leaves, marigold and cobwebs. "Take this with you. He'll need it to put on your wounds, so they dont get infected." Featherpaw hissed, dropping the herbs at her fathers paws. Breezepelt angrily swept them up carefully into his jaws before exiting. Featherpaw lashed her tail before stalking back over to Dimpaw. "Stupid, arrogant, mouse-brained furball. Alright... Are you feeling alright, Dimpaw? Can i fetch you anything? You're here in the Windclan medicine cat den, by the way. But please... Don't move too much, of the poultices will rub off, silly furball." She mewed softly. It was strange, she was just so heated seconds ago when her father was there, now, she felt at ease, being alone with the pretty young apprentice. But, she stopped questioning herself, pushing her thoughts to focus on making sure Dimpaw was okay.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 2:28:24 GMT -5
[ Ferncloud's death was kind of a shocker in my opinion? Like i honestly didn't expect her to die. But then again, everyone was complaining that all she did was have kits and stuff in the nursery, so I'm not all that surprised, y'know?
And yes, oops. I do have a forbidden one going on. But I wouldn't mind a second (third? I lost track.) Anyways, I think it'd be a good change doing one that wasn't forbidden c: ] {{ Agreed; I liked Ferncloud, but from what I remember, her death did her justice-- I think she died protecting the nursery? I can't remember o-o' Option two it is then c: }}
anyways; I'm quite exhausted, so I'll try to start for us tomorrow c: unless you wanted to start. But then again, you're starting for our other cats in Finchclan so I think it's only fair if I start here xD ] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 5:02:49 GMT -5
☁︎ ooc ☁︎ you can choose !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 6:20:13 GMT -5
(( I was thinking like the DOTC plague with the poisioned prey. Or maybe a small white cough epidemic. Anyways. I wont be on at 8-10 am in Canadian time. ))
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 11:37:56 GMT -5
☁︎ ooc ☁︎ you can choose !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ [ awe hun; I'd prefer that you choose :') I don't care who you choose either. ] (( I was thinking like the DOTC plague with the poisioned prey. Or maybe a small white cough epidemic. Anyways. I wont be on at 8-10 am in Canadian time. )) [ I actually haven't read DOTC; I wasn't interested in that arc all that much. But, I am on AVOS (A Vision of Shadows) and we can always do that break out of yellowcough (I think it was?) instead. Because whitecough isn't all that bad. ] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 12:36:18 GMT -5
☁︎ ooc ☁︎ you can choose !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ [ awe hun; I'd prefer that you choose :') I don't care who you choose either. ] (( I was thinking like the DOTC plague with the poisioned prey. Or maybe a small white cough epidemic. Anyways. I wont be on at 8-10 am in Canadian time. )) [ I actually haven't read DOTC; I wasn't interested in that arc all that much. But, I am on AVOS (A Vision of Shadows) and we can always do that break out of yellowcough (I think it was?) instead. Because whitecough isn't all that bad. ] (( Sure ! )) |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 13:04:05 GMT -5
[ so, how should we start? Since both cats are in desperate clans. Is Tawnyfeather going to be ill? ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2017 14:36:47 GMT -5
x - x Dimpaw && Featherpaw
Featherpaw. Yeah, it was Featherpaw. It was the dark gray medicine cat apprentice that she had noticed at gatherings. The pretty little tabby that she would continuously think about. But why? Why did she always think of the little she-cat? She had never truly interacted with Featherpaw before...the only she had really spoken with the tabby was when...was when...
Dimpaw jerked awake when realization finally hit her. Featherpaw. Featherpaw. Did that mean...? No, there was no way. There was no way at all. But something told her that there was a way. Dimpaw glanced up at Featherpaw groggily, amber eyes stretching wide as two moons. "Featherpaw, where am I?" She gasped; she scrambled to get to her paws, but the pain brought her back down. The RiverClan apprentice rolled onto her side, hissing through her teeth. The moment Breezepelt was put into the picture, Dimpaw couldn't help but hiss. She glanced over to spot the black tom, her tail bushing out in anger. If Breezepelt was here then that meant one thing - she was in WindClan.
The tabby looked up at Featherpaw, forgetting Breezepelt even existed before he had even left. Bewilderment flashed in her eyes. "Why am I in WindClan? What happened to Pondjumper and Darkpaw? Are they here?" Once again she tried to get to her paws, but as she did, she faltered and stumbled, landing on Featherpaw. There was a mixture of shock and warmth running through the apprentice right now as she pressed against Featherpaw. There was nothing she could but lean against the other she-cat; a soft and gentle scent hit Dimpaw after a moment, calming her somewhat, but she was still worried. Where was her father and brother? Were they here as well or had they gotten back? Would they come and try to take her back to RiverClan? Why hadn't they had just taken her to Mothwing and Willowshine? "Featherpaw..." It was like just saying her name was comforting enough to calm her down. Maybe this wasn't so bad being here with the dark pelted tabby, but she wanted answers to her questions before she could truly calm down.[ of, if you were interested in knowing what Dimpaw looks this, this is her o:
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Post by Sand on Jan 18, 2017 17:49:28 GMT -5
{{ Agreed; I liked Ferncloud, but from what I remember, her death did her justice-- I think she died protecting the nursery? I can't remember o-o' Option two it is then c: }}
anyways; I'm quite exhausted, so I'll try to start for us tomorrow c: unless you wanted to start. But then again, you're starting for our other cats in Finchclan so I think it's only fair if I start here xD ]{{ that's the word, yes xD. I believe that's how Cinderpelt died, I liked her character even though she was kinda annoying when she was younger. I hope you slept well! }} |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 18:43:18 GMT -5
[ yes yes she's s'pretty o:
Sand ;; i slept very well c: once i type up a response for Feather, I'll start for us. ]
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Post by Sand on Jan 18, 2017 18:50:36 GMT -5
{{ glad to hear ^w^, take your time! }}
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 19:03:21 GMT -5
- - Featherpaw x Dimpaw
Everything seemed to slowly be getting better. Featherpaw was more than thankful for it. With her father out of the picture, she had time to watch over the injured Riverclan cat. "Don't worry about him, Dimpaw. My father is a mouse-brain. I can't believe he started a fight for nothing." She mumbled, sweeping her tail over the other she-cat, helping her lay back down on the heather nest on the floor of the medicine cat den. Twitching her whiskers, she padded over to the store and looked through the leaves until she found what she wanted.
Licking her pad, Featherpaw picked up a few poppy seeds before hobbling back over to Dimpaw. She purred and held her paw out for the apprentice. "Here, these should help get your mind off the pain." She mewed, but her attention shifted to the entrance of the den as Kestrelflight trotted in. Flicking her tail, she watched him stalk back to the store to fetch more Marigold and some poppy seeds of his own. They were probably to keep Smokepaw, Harespring, and Breezepelt from complaining about hurting wounds. A deep growl formed in her throat. Serves them right for starting a battle that wasn't needed. Now we have injured cats left and right. With a lash of her tail, she looked back at Dimpaw.
"Your clanmates are probably back at their camp. I couldn't just leave you there to bleed, you needed to be treated right away, Dimpaw." Featherpaw explained, slowly relaxing beside her. With their pelts brushing, the darky grey she-cat felt at ease, relaxed and like she actually belonged. "If the pain worsens, please dont feel shy to tell me, okay? I'm a medicine cat. And my duty is to help all cats, not just those of my clan." She murmured before resting her chin on her paws. Her tail swept around her body, the tip resting on her pink nose as she eyed the entrance of the den.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 19:23:26 GMT -5
- - Hollyfrost x Sorrelflank
It had been moons since the great battle with the dark forest, many dark moons of repairing the camp and making sure everything was back in order in Hollyfrost's home of Thunderclan. She had fought alongside her Thunderclan clanmates, earning their respect as, technically, a half clan cat. Her mother, Tawnypelt came from Thunderclan, but had joined Shadowclan when she felt out of place. Her father, Rowanstar, was a pure Shadowclan cat. The whole born in Shadowclan thing really stuck with her; until the battle. When Bramblestar had realized how dedicated Hollypaw had been, she was given the name Hollyfrost. She never understood the meaning behind the name, but she never bothered to ask.
Today was a sunny, newleaf day. The birdsong rose the black pelted shecat from her nest, causing her to stretch and yawn a massive one, before shaking herself off. Hollyfrost drew her pink tongue over her lips and padded out of the den, weaving past the many pelts and cats, jumping when she almost stepped on Cloudtail's tail. Once she had gotten out, she sighed in relief. It was a little bit past dawn. The scent of Fernsong, Lionblaze and Dovewing hung in the air. They were probably the dawn patrol today. She guessed, trotting over to the freshkill pile, before picking a mouse for herself. Settling down by the trunk of fallen warriors, she started to devour the succulent prey.
"Hollyfrost? Could you go hunting when you've finished? We could do for some prey. Take another cat with you. Possibly Sorrelflank. She's been stuck in camp since sunhigh yesterday." Hollyfrost heard Squirrelflight meow. With a small nod, the blue eyed she-cat rose to her paws, swallowing the remains of her mouse before trotting back to the warriors den. She peered inside, thankful that it looked like many of the Thunderclan warriors were rising from their good nights rest now. "Er- Sorrelflank? Squirrelflight wants you and I to go hunting together. But, I suppose she wouldn't mind if you gobbled down a mouse before we went." The black shecat meowed, glancing about the pelts before spotting the sorrel colored Abyssinian cat. With a flick of her tail, Hollyfrost took a few paw steps back to give warriors room to exit the bramble den.
[ ahh this was a bad started; i'm sorry cx i hope it works though. Sand ]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 20:13:38 GMT -5
(( I thiink I will start with Tawny and then maybe Thunderclan could get it ? ))
Tawnyfeather came out of the Warriors den after a long , resting nap. His legs were tightened and he decided to stretch out into the floor of the camp clearing. Tawnyfeather decided to go hunting. He made his way put of the camp entrace and went into the trees of Shadowclan. The lake had been recovering from The Great Battle. Tawnyfeather had still remeber the screams of his clanmates. How he wished they didn't leave him. It was the worst feeling. And Shadowclan had lost the most cats .... Poor Blackstar is fairly old now and Tawnyfeather didn't expect him to lead for long. Anyways he stopped when he saw a toad at a puddle. He sneaked behind a shrubby bush with a small shadow. He leaped at it finally and killed the toad. He buried before getting a small feeling in his throat that eventully turned into him fully throwing up. He had started to run back to camp for help before he reached the clearing and fell into before feeling fairly dizzy. " Help .... " He mewed dazly before passing out.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2017 20:14:10 GMT -5
(( Ouch that was a bad one. ))
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 20:34:12 GMT -5
[ you're roleplaying with Mintbelly i thought? Unless you wanted to switch to roleplaying with a Thunderclan cat? Mintbelly is Riverclan. ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2017 20:53:27 GMT -5
x - x Dimpaw && Featherpaw
Yeah, that was true. Breezepelt was a mouse-brain, but Dimpaw kept those thoughts to herself. Just because Featherpaw had said them didn’t mean she could repeat them. If Featherpaw had said something negative about her father even after Dimpaw had said something about him she would have been somewhat offended, and Dimpaw didn’t want to risk making Featherpaw angry in even the slightest. ”With tensions as high as they are, fights are going to happen no matter what. Mistystar doesn’t like it, but she’s prepared us for the worse.” For some reason Dimpaw just felt like she could tell Featherpaw more about RiverClan’s inner workings than any other cat from an enemy Clan, and besides, Featherpaw was a medicine cat, not an actual warrior...
Ears perking forward, Dimpaw eyed the poppy seeds that the other apprentice was handing out to her. She had only had poppy seeds once when she had been a kit and gotten her paw twisted under a rock when she had been learning how to swim. Mothwing had given her one of the seeds, telling her to be more careful when swimming. Knowing that poppy seeds weren’t dangerous, Dimpaw leaned forward and lapped up some of the black seeds. She swallowed them with ease. ”Thanks,” she mewed softly, blinking gratefully at Featherpaw. The tabby looked away when Kestrelflight padded in. She looked the gray and white tomcat over, her tail twitching slowly in thought. Of course he would be in here, he was the medicine cat after all.
Dimpaw felt like she should be worried and angry, but she wasn’t. Pressed against Featherpaw she felt oddly at ease. Maybe it was because of the poppy seeds....or was it really? The young female wasn’t sure anymore; all of her thoughts were muddled and jumbled into one big knot of confusion. ”I’ll let you know…” She breathed slowly, maneuvering herself to where she was sitting down. She winced when pain coursed through her flanks from the motion, but it was soon gone. A yawn slipped from her maw after a moment. ”How long will I be here? I can’t miss out on too much training,” she murmured as she felt her eyelids grow heavy due to the poppy seeds. She was going to toughen it out and have an answer for her question before she would let the medicine get to her.
[ shhh no it wasn’t ]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 21:16:52 GMT -5
- - Featherpaw x Dimpaw
When she saw that Kestrelflight was exiting the den, she slowly sat up once more. Featherpaw was going to answer the she-cat's question until the brownish-gray tom interrupted her. She twitched her whiskers as her mentor spoke. "Don't leave all the injured cats to me all the time, Featherpaw. You are my apprentice for a reason. Clanmates come before little crushes that are not going to happen. You're a medicine cat, and don't forget that." The tom meowed before he exited the den. Featherpaw was left to think about his words, but figured she could do that after her patient fell asleep. Turning in her spot, the dark grey she-cat with blue eyes leaned over and started to gently lap at the other she-cats fur, in hopes to help her ease off into a slumber.
"Long enough. At least until I say you're clear to leave. Your wounds need time to heal." Featherpaw stopped her licking and yawned softly, before continuing. She could feel how Dimpaw was relaxing, and it made a soft, but audible purr erupt from the shecats throat. "Besides, if you really need to train, I can always help you. As long as it's not something that will open your wounds once again after they've healed." Featherpaw curled her tail over the other she-cats before licking her ear. Why was she acting so... so friendly, and loving towards this other shecat? Especially a Riverclan cat? Maybe Kestrelflight is right... Maybe I am developing a crush. But.. It will never work. Not only am I a medicine cat, I'm in Windclan. With a soft sigh, she rested her head against Dimpaw's non-injured shoulder, in hopes to end up falling asleep as well.
[ sorry its pretty short ]
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Post by Sand on Jan 18, 2017 21:27:55 GMT -5
.}} Sorrelflank && Hollyfrost .}}
A sunny, bright day in newleaf was one that Sorrelflank didn't mind, though she was still in the mood for hibernating from the cold, chilly air. Her slender body was stretched out with her paws tangling in some moss and resting upon another cat's head. She wasn't exactly asleep as she was aware of most things going around her, like the sounds of meows and cats moving in and out of the warrior's den. It was annoying, really; why couldn't they be quiet? Some cats were still trying to catch a wink of sleep, like Sorrelflank herself. A somewhat familiar meow reached her tall ears as she cracked a green eye open to see who was trying to grab her attention. The last cat she expected it to be was Hollyfrost. "Mmm?" she mumbled, rolling on to her side and flicking an ear.
Hunting wasn't her favorite duty, if anything, she preferred patrolling as it was an easier task. Mumbling to herself, the sorrel-colored she-cat sat herself up before lapping at one of her paws and pulling it over her ear, one eye still shut. "Hunting, huh? Not sure if I'm really in the mood for it, but if Squirrelflight's asking us to go.." she mewed, trailing off with a light groan. While both of her green eyes finally popped open to take in the sights of the warrior's den, she glanced at the black she-cat before her momentarily. "Can't I just eat a mouse while we're hunting? It'll be fairly quicker than grabbing one from the fresh kill pile while every cat's mingling around." |
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 21:47:49 GMT -5
- - Hollyfrost x Sorrelflank
The black furred she-cat shifted her paws as she saw the sorrel colored she-cat pad out. With a sigh, she flicked her tail. She obviously wasn't all for going on a hunting patrol with Sorrelflank, but she knew she would have to deal with it anyways. In the clan, though everyone was loyal and together, some cats just didn't seem to get along all the much. Twitching her whiskers, her eyes cast over to the fresh-kill pile, hesitating. Would it be easier to just catch a mouse? Probably. But the Warrior Code says the clan must be fed first. Hollyfrost lashed her tail from side to side before shaking her head. "It's better that you eat something from yesterday that in the pile. The Warrior Code says the clan must be fed first. With the queens and elders not up yet, you should have enough time to eat a mouse." She flicked her fluffy tail towards the center of the camp, her blue eyes glinted seriously.
"We'll catch warm prey for the elders and queens, so they aren't the ones eating the cold prey. They deserve it more. Once the hunt starts we hunt for them." Hollyfrost decided. She sat down and began thinking over the possible places to hunt, licking her lips. She curled her tail over her paws and looked at Sorrelflank.
"We'll be hunting by the Shadowclan border, nearest the clearing, if that's okay with you." Hollyfrost added after a moment, hoping the she-cat wouldn't argue.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 18, 2017 21:50:53 GMT -5
x - x Dimpaw && Featherpaw
Even if the poppy seeds were taking hold of her, Dimpaw was able to hear what Kestrelflight had to say. Heat ran through her pelt when the older cat mentioned a crush that wasn't going to happen. What did he mean by that? There was no cat here that Featherpaw would have a crush on, was there? The only cat in here was Dimpaw herself. The heat continued to flare on until it turned into a full on fire. Surely Featherpaw didn't have a crush on her? The white-silver tabby couldn't force herself to look at Featherpaw for a long moment. There was some part of her that made her feel...excited...about the possibility of Featherpaw having a crush on her. Dimpaw didn't even know Featherpaw all that much, but she just couldn't help but feel a spark of that warm fire course through her.
The heat grew even stronger when Featherpaw began to groom Dimpaw's fur. The thought of Featherpaw's potential crush made Dimpaw feel so fizzy and weird, like a bunch of butterflies were trying to escape from within her chest. She tried to push the feeling away, wanting to focus only on Featherpaw's tender grooming. "I don't want to be held back from my warrior ceremony... Darkpaw and Hummingpaw will be warriors before me if I'm stuck here," she murmured, yawning. Her eyes closed slowly and she snuggled closer to the other female, breathing in her warm scent as she grew drowsier and drowsier.
[ short is fine c: ]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 22:46:44 GMT -5
- - Featherpaw x Dimpaw
Featherpaw felt the heat rising up and off the other she-cats pelt. It only made her purr softly, figuring it was due to her being all cuddled and snuggled up together. Her tail and body carefully wrapped around Dimpaw's body, her tail shyly weaving around the silver tabby's. Her eyes shut slowly as she felt the other drifting off. "Don't fret; you'll make a wonderful warrior. If they're warriors before you, just remember how bravely you fought against my sister, and how you'll be able to work extra hard to prove yourself." Featherpaw whispered, slowly starting to doze off as she buried her nose into the tabby's fur. She breathed in the sweet scent of the she-cat and fell into a soft slumber of purrs and warmth. Why did she feel this way for a cat she just barely met? Featherpaw didn't understand how she managed to get these feelings, but she hoped to Starclan that she wasn't the only one feeling this way. Hopefully Dimpaw returned at least some of them.
- Little time skip, if you dont mind -
"Featherpaw, wake up. I need to talk to you, and this... Riverclan apprentice." The meow of a tom pulled the dark grey she-cat from her peaceful slumber, causing her to force her eyes open and drag herself to her paws. Featherpaw's jaws stretched into a wide yawn. She hadn't had a peaceful nap like that since the border tensions had been going on. Sitting down, she got comfortable once more and fixed her gaze on the tom that had roused the she-cat from her sleep. It was Onestar. She returned his gaze, but he, surprisingly, held a hostile and suspicious look. Maybe from Dimpaw and I cuddled up? I hope he isn't angry with me. Featherpaw's fur started to prickle with the thought of her leader being angry at her. But then she remembered, even if she was under his authority, she lived by a different code from the Warrior Code. It made the blue eyed she-cat relax all the more.
"I want to talk to you both about this situation. Windclan wants to settle this border problem once and for all. But we cant have that until they admit they're crossing the border." Onestar went on as he watched the two she-cats. His mew was slightly hushed, as if he didn't trust that no cat was eavesdropping. He crouched slightly, considering he was just a bit taller than Featherpaw herself. "We're keeping her hostage until further notice. We want Riverclan to see that we don't want anymore fights over the borders. But that we want them to come clean from crossing the border." The brown tabby tom meowed. Featherpaw scrunched up her nose and flicked her tail, growing outraged at the thought of keeping the pretty silver she-cat hostage in the Windclan camp. He's just as mouse-brained as my father. I wouldn't be surprised if it was Breezepelt's idea in the first place. She lashed her dark furred tail but didn't dare disobey her leaders word. A leaders word was law, no matter what.
"As long as I'm the one who is looking after her. And she must get proper training if she heals before Riverclan comes clean." Featherpaw declared. She could see Onestar's hesitation from the twitch of his ear and tail, before he dipped his broad head. "Very well. But she is not to leave camp. I'm trusting you to watch her Featherpaw." The leader meowed before exiting the medicine cat den. Featherpaw relaxed, sitting back on her haunches as her hackles relaxed. She hadn't noticed how tense she had gotten. She glanced over at Dimpaw, wondering what she would say about all of this.
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Post by Sand on Jan 18, 2017 23:17:28 GMT -5
.}} Sorrelflank && Hollyfrost .}} Sorrelflank's logic relied on what was quick and easy, not what was right or best for the clan. She preferred catching prey and then eating it instead of sitting at the fresh kill pile for what seemed like moons to eat a cold piece of prey and devise hunting plans. Of course, Hollyfrost thought the complete opposite of that; she was a stickler on the code, and it was something Sorrelflank wasn't cautious of. Why? She didn't need to be cautious when she could handle her own consequences, she didn't need some cat telling her what to do and what not to do. She didn't need a second mother or someone hovering over her like she was a newborn kit.
Trying her best to not groan in exasperation, the sorrel-colored Abyssinian simply flicked her ears at Hollyfrost's demands and padded ahead. She couldn't help but roll her green eyes before standing near the black furred feline she had to hunt with. "Agree to disagree," she murmured beneath her breath before speaking up. "Want me to get you some prey or not?"
It wasn't that she didn't want to be kind and friendly, the warrior just wasn't in the mood for the Warrior Code speech. She didn't have time for that, their duty to hunt was more important. Plus, she didn't want to deal with the ranting, the demanding.. It was a nuisance, really. "All right, Hollyfrost," she meowed, padding towards the fresh kill pile before turning around. "That's fine with me; it doesn't matter where we hunt. I'm sure there's enough prey this newleaf."
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 18, 2017 23:39:04 GMT -5
- - Hollyfrost x Sorrelflank
Hollyfrost felt a little bit of annoyance prickle at her pelt as she watched Sorrelflank dismiss her little spiel. A soft sigh drifted from her as she watched the sorrel furred cat get up and turn to the fresh-kill pile. Flicking her tail anxiously, she shook her head. "No, I'm okay. I already ate. I'll eat probably later tonight, after the clan is fed." The fluffy black she-cat meowed in response. She was unsure if there was a hint of impatience in her own mew, but she just brushed it off. If Sorrelflank wanted to get things done quickly, why not act impatient? She twitched her whiskers, listening to the she-cat agree with her decision on where to hunt.
Some part of Hollyfrost urged her to slow down and let the she-cat take her time, but she knew that every cat would be fully waking up soon. With so few apprentices since the Dark Forest battle, the youngest warriors were left to help the few apprentices take care of the elders, queens, and kits. Hollyfrost, unlike most, actually adored caring for queens, kits, and elders. It made her feel useful to give to her clan. Especially when the code said to. I follow the code so I can prove myself, and be the best warrior i can possibly be. She reminded herself, flattening her ears a tad bit. She sighed and looked at Sorrelflank. "Hurry up now, the queens and elders shouldn't be left waiting while you stuff your mouth." She mumbled. Hollyfrost couldn't help the impatience that she felt. Maybe it was because of the differences she and Sorrelflank shared. Of all cats it had to be a hunting patrol with her.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2017 3:09:31 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ ah ! in that case, fireblaze ?
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jan 19, 2017 10:57:22 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ ah ! in that case, fireblaze ?
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 19, 2017 11:37:05 GMT -5
x - x Dimpaw && Featherpaw
Dimpaw didn't doubt that she would make a great warrior. She had a wonderful mentor and had the blood of true warriors running through her veins from Mistystar to Oakheart to Bluestar... It wasn't her skills that she was worried about, no, it was the fact that she would be behind on her training if she had to stay here for longer than a few days. Perhaps she could even leave tomorrow. That would be the best case scenario. Then she could go back to training and be caught up with her brother and sister. "I'll make the best warrior in all the Clans," she breathed softly, falling closer and closer to sleep. "I'll even be leader one day..." Those were the last words the she-cat spoke before falling into a deep slumber curled up against Featherpaw happily.
It took a little longer for Dimpaw to rouse awake than it had Featherpaw. The poppy seeds were still in the RiverClanner's system, but their potency was diluted enough to cause the she-cat to eventually wake up a few moments after Onestar's initial comment. The moment Dimpaw looked up at the WindClan leader she knew he was angry, or at least disapproving of something. Out of instinct her fur bristled along her spine, her eyes narrowing just a bit. Even if she was in the tomcat's camp, he was still her natural enemy. And for some reason she felt like she had to protect dear Featherpaw if Onestar was going to become angry with her. There was no way Dimpaw was going to let any cat hurt Featherpaw's feelings.
Trying to be civil around the WindClan cats went away the moment Onestar mentioned the word 'hostage'. Dimpaw, despite her wound, shot to her paws. She wavered just slightly before gaining her balance. Her fur bristled all the way, her fangs baring as she glared at the tabby leader. "What? I can't stay here! I need to go back to RiverClan to continue training! This isn't right." Her voice faltered when she remembered who she was speaking to. Not only was Onestar a rival warrior, he was the rival's leader. Dimpaw was just an apprentice, and an injured one at that. She couldn't just yell at a leader like she had even if he was an enemy Clan's leader. "By keeping me here you're just asking for battle," Dimpaw grumbled. It was the last she had to say that was directed toward Onestar.
It wasn't until Onestar left the den that Dimpaw began to speak again. She turned to Featherpaw, amber eyes wide with all sorts of emotions flashing through them. Her fur was still bushed out but more so in worry than anger now. "This isn't fair! I have to get back to RiverClan! I can't stay here...not forever." Worry was now the most prominent emotion in her eyes. Dimpaw flattened her ears, leaning forward to press against Featherpaw as if to comfort the both of them. Why did she feel so comfortable around the medicine cat apprentice? Why did she feel like Featherpaw could calm her down? Being with Featherpaw was quite calming, but staying in WindClan as a hostage? That just didn't sit right with Dimpaw.
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