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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2017 0:00:57 GMT -5
Astershell | Thunderpath | MorningScattered radiance flicker about as the morning sun burst with shimmering dominance. The few spots that lurk in the darkness gave a welcoming sight as it hugged the marshlands with its warmth and light. For some such as the birds, they eagerly voice their approval with songs for miles away or move about like busy bees. For others, the sunlight created a disturbance, but nothing could compare to the power of the youth.
It wasn’t long before a blue tabby found himself with a bit of a situation. The waking dream of having a peasant conversion with his dream-filled clanmates suddenly turn into the aching pain of his head as he felt a sharp hit from something hard. Combine with a sudden pain screaming from his back and a muffled, but loud meow it was evident who this was. At first his only response was a groan. As he struggled to wake up from his slumber, he could still feel heaviness on his back. Luckily for him, it wouldn’t last long when his attacker notice he was alive.
“You’re awake! I heard you were going to get some herbs! Can I come with you? I promise I will be really really good and maybe momma won’t keep me coop up in the camp all the time! Will you be able to show me some of the herbs you collected too? Oh, are you going to pick up those funny looking green plants? Or maybe…” As the cat continue to rumble on, the tom couldn’t help, but display a small smile. He still found himself laying on the ground, but eventually, the noise was enough to get him up in a sitting position.
“Slow down there, little mouse I am afraid this is a big cat’s job. Besides I have to choose you to be my apprentice if you want to go around herb gathering and learning about everything.” He couldn’t help, but let out another smile, this time brighter when he saw the angry on the little dark brown tabby she-cat’s face. She retorted “I am not a mouse! You watch I will be bigger than everyone here including my annoying brothers! Besides, I will be the greatest apprentice you ever had. I will work really super hard.”
“I am sure you will Dipperkit, but you know… I thought that your brother Garlickit would make a splendid…” before he was able to finish his sentence, he heard the words colliding with his skull stating “Garlickit isn’t even interested in being a medicine cat! He is always talking about being a warrior alongside Toadkit and Frogkit. Even if he is, I will show you that I can be a much better and dedicated medicine cat than he ever could!”
After a few minutes of banter, eventually the kit’s brown and white tabby mother, Beetletail came in and escorted her baby away all while giving her a mouthful about not disturbing the other cats around her. From what Astershell could tell, the kit wasn’t fully listening and seem to be more focused on looking back at the tom. As much as he enjoyed teasing the kit about her size or how one of her brothers could be great medicine cats, he knew that Dipperkit was the only one that showed any interest and one day, he could see her becoming his apprentice. For now, the tom would enjoy his time sleeping away with a single nest. Now, he needed to focus on his task, and after reporting to a worrisome leader, he convinced them that he would be just fine and did not need a warrior to escort him around. Aside from wanting to have some time to himself, usually, knowing Rookstar, he would have Dawnpeak escort them around. As interesting as she was, admittedly she wasn’t afraid to give him a few scornful slaps to the face whenever he managed to tick her off. However, she was always so rigid and strict constantly worrying about every little detail, and he was just trying to lighten the mood, but he guessed she was no different than their leader, who just happen to be her former mentor.
His mission today was to get some daisies. After having to make a batch of traveling herbs, he realized that he needed to stock up on them again. Another herb was horsetails that were common here, but for now, they would have to wait. The flowering plant was quite beautiful to look at, and his recent discoveries only perk his interest more. Eventually, his nostrils were full of smoke and other foreign chemicals that made up the thunderpath. The area made many cats weary including him, but that weariness also perked his curiosity. The strange monsters that shimmer with their hairless and smooth skin holding creatures known as Twolegs and sometimes other animals and unique items in their bellies were so bizarre to him. They didn’t seem to have any interest in cats, and they always remain on this black surface. Sometimes they didn’t appear to care about what was on the road, and unfortunately, that has caused a few deaths, but other times they would slow down and let out a roar, which usually scared anyone away before moving on.
As he located his patch of daisies, they help form a question in his head. If they could talk, he wonders why they would pick such an area. Could they smell the strange and unnatural smells coming from these beasts? Was it possible that they like viewing the vast and openness of Windclan, which was located on the other side of the path? He couldn’t help, but let out a purr as he realized this was another good thing about being alone. If Dawnpeak were here, she would drag his tail away and call him crazy for wanting to take some time looking here. Sure, the smells could become a nuisance, and the thundering roars sometimes made him feel like he would go deaf, but he still couldn’t help, but be curious about a world that seems to be beyond that of a clan cat’s. As he absentmindedly started nosing through the daisies picking only those worthy of coming with him, he was curious to know if the silent thunderpath would once again erupt with life and he could observe these beasts in their domain.
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 11, 2017 19:21:37 GMT -5
OH MY GOD!!! SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING!! Anyway, just gonna say this now before I rp now.. don't expect me to write as much as you are ;-; I don't write as much when I rp, so sorry!! TT_TT ]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2017 19:50:39 GMT -5
((You're fine! That's okay Fire don't feel like you have to write a mountain of text. I am usually fine as long as it isn't something like a one liner (simply because I find them hard to reply them.))
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 11, 2017 21:53:16 GMT -5
Oh don't worry I don't do one liners! I actually can't reply to oneliners very well either xD
Anyway I'll get to responding now!! <3 ]
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 12, 2017 1:05:06 GMT -5
I can't promise it will be this long always! But I figured I would try because you're making the same effort! ^-^ ]
Spottedfern took a deep breath as she nosed through some stalks of grass beneath her toes with absentminded interest. Her green hued eyes looking up curiously through the blades. The moor was something of beauty to say the least. It wasn't something she realized very often, but after becoming a medicine cat and having been one for a few moons.. the she-cat had begun to see things in a different light.
Silently the medicine cat shook her head and brought her face away from the grass to turn to the direction that led to the thunderpath. Raspberry leaves. Without so much as a pause the tortoiseshell began on her way again, embracing the feeling of the grass beneath her paws once more. Some cats had gotten sick and she hadn't been able to go out of camp very much lately, so she supposed it wasn't too embarrassing to be feeling like it was her first time out.
Though if there was one thing the she-cat couldn't stand quite yet about being a medicine cat, it was more than often the places where she'd have to scavenge for herbs. Being on a moor, there were more open spaces and less bushes.. so it wasn't unusual that she had to go to by the putrid paved road in order to find things of use. It was one of the few places that had more than just grass on their territory after all.
Of course when she moved closer, the heavy scent of the road made her wrinkle her nose with discomfort. Spottedfern could only sigh before she tread up next to the road, not worrying about any monsters at all since she had no intentions of crossing. It was only when she was nosing around through a thicket that she did find what she wanted, but then something else. ShadowClan scent. Generally she wouldn't care so much, given that she was at the border, but the scent was fresh and identifiable against the strong scent that lingered by the thunderpath. Was there someone else there?
Without plucking the leaves of the herb she wanted, the she-cat had a determined look on her face. She shouldn't delve into clan affairs like this, she knew it, but her old warrior instinct to protect was a bit hard to suppress still yet.
As the she-cat inched closer to the road she had noticed the culprit of the scent. Was that.. Astershell? Her green gaze grew conflicted as she watched him from the other side of the path. He seems to be occupied with daisies at the moment.. Medicine cats were exempt from clan borders, so would it be so bad to say hello? They were expected to work with one another regardless of anything that happens after all. For her moral decency, it only seemed right.
"Hello, Astershell!" Spottedfern called to the other medicine cat with a shy smile, though she was very unsure as to whether or not he had heard her.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 14:56:35 GMT -5
((Alrightie ^^ My roleplays won't always be long as well (usually due to low muse or I can't think of a good reply), but I will still make an effort! How have you been today? So far with me it has been homework, homework, homework. Other than that I am doing pretty good. I also plan on joining Aetherclan (been wanting too for a while), but not until I can figure out a good cat. I might join using Astershell since I am love with this cat. It would be interesting to see warrior Aster.))
Astershell, by this point, managed to get some daisy leaves. All of them meet his criteria of existential beauty. The leaves were a bright green and untouched by nature’s wrath. He could almost feel the smoothness as he brushed his paws over them. It could be enough to make him go into some waking dream, but his ears and nose remain with the rest of the world. It was at that moment a familiar, but new scent would make itself present.
The smell of grasslands fill his nostrils, and the only clan that fits that describe well was Windclan. For a few moments, the scent made him remember the vast, but desolate feel that Windclan had. There weren’t enough trees, and no marshlands for the tom to feel like he was at home. At least with his territory, there was something new at every corner, and he didn’t feel exposed, but Windclan was still just as valuable to a medicine cat as any other territory. The feverfew, for example, thrives there and he recalls that giddy feeling he would get as if he was picking fresh, but ripen apples.
“Hello Astershell!”
The voice created a wave of sound within his eardrums, and it was enough for the tom to look away from his task. The moment he saw her, he did not need his nose to tell him who this was. Equipped with a shy smile, he recognized the Windclan medicine cat, Spottedfern. He guessed that would explain the sudden presence of the scent from earlier. A smooth smile spread across his face as he meowed in a sing song voice “Well hello there, Spottedfern. What a pleasure surprise see another fellow medicine cat here. I do hope that the rabbits are flowing well over there. I certainly know the frogs are here. Are you doing well?”
After that, Astershell into a deep, but dignified silence as he waited for a response. Returning to his natural curiosity, he couldn’t help but observe her carefully. If he recalled correctly, she used to be a warrior before turning medicine cat. It was not often that one switch careers, but he couldn’t help but wonder what that was like. It was apparent that a million questions were entering his head as he wondered if she ever missed being a warrior or find herself caught in old habits? Did she ever pride herself on having better fighting skills than most medicine cats? Did she have any plans to see how she utilize her skills as a medicine cat? Personally, Astershell knew only the life of a medicine cat. He recalls the grand tales that his fellow warriors would tell—usually when he was treating their battle wounds, but he desired no such life. The worst of his injuries would be the ones dealing with scornful or panicking cats. |
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 13, 2017 3:04:29 GMT -5
Chesus I shoulda responded sooner but before I knew it, it was past midnight..
I'll get to this tomorrow, i'm so very sorry for making you wait while knowing that you're quite eager to rp Aster..! I'll try harder to rp more than once a day ;-; ]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2017 15:32:34 GMT -5
((Fire it is okay. We all have things in our life and I don't want to feel like you have to force yourself. I know you will respond when you get the chance.))
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 13, 2017 16:00:27 GMT -5
Thank you for being extremely understanding and kind. It's honestly very nice.]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2017 17:29:03 GMT -5
((Aw thank you <3. I do want this to be enjoyable for both of us. I know that feeling all too well when it seems like the rp turns from being enjoyable to a job you cannot stand.))
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 14, 2017 15:07:52 GMT -5
[ Hey hey, here's a response! ^-^ Thank you again for waiting. ANd your reasoning is honestly very spot on. I do enjoy rping, a lot, but sometimes just have so little time, you know?
--anyway in response to what you had said before--
oh loooord I feel you with the homework, homework, homework lol Since i'm taking cores this semester i'm just
yenno
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dyING
it's only been 5 daYS AND IM DED
Oh wow really! Well then I can't wait to see you there ^-^ It's always nice to get new members.
I decided to start the monster approach already, hope you don't mind all too much~]
Spottedfern watched the tom with a sense of carefulness. She was very much aware that he wasn't a threat in the least, and they were in fact supposed to help one another no matter the times.. but still. The once warrior couldn't help but, even after all these moons of training, still feel a sense of apprehension at the thought of such close ties between the clans. A warrior was taught to chase any cats away, but medicine cats were always exempt from that. Granted, they also were to hold clan affairs outside of their position too. But..
The she-cat was shook from her thoughts when he replied, he eyes widening only a bit but would be hardly noticeable from such a distance. Lightly she dipped her head as she breathe a small sigh of relief, feeling just a bit content that she didn't show what she'd call weakness in front of him. "All is well in WindClan. Healthy and strong as ever." She replied at first, realizing too that she was actually lying to him. Wasn't she supposed to tell him if the clan had been suffering from sickness? Inwardly shaking her head the she-cat answered herself with a simple "No, that was their clan's business."
Though the medicine cat soon registered that she hadn't responded to the very last part of his words. She had focused too much on the clan aspect! "I'm doing well, thanks." Spottedfern retorted a bit defensively. Featherbrain! What are you getting defensive for? "I-I- mean, how are you doing?" She froze for a second before she looked to her paws with a feeling of shame. Astershell was a medicine cat! He wasn't a cat to act so defensive towards..! Even if that would have been a hurdle for her to get over moons before she walked the same path as him.
Now that she thought about it, she wondered how the tom handled being nothing but a medicine cat. A bit curious about him as he had been about her. Did he perhaps wish he had served more than just StarClan as a healer? Wish he had the life she used to? Sometimes she did wish she could go back, but according to her old mentor she was destined for something else. Though outside of being a medicine cat, was that just it? Was she only meant to help instead of attack? Given her old nature, a nature she still had deep down, it never seemed right.
Her thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of the thunderpath. Instantly she looked to the left only to find a monster was approaching, and .. slowly? Her green eyes were wide with fear for a few heartbeats as she swallowed hard. The way the monster tread slowly in their direction made her fur rise and anxiety prickled at her pelt. It's movement was eerie and deviant from any other monster she's ever seen.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 19:45:40 GMT -5
((Hey, it is not a problem! I understand what you mean. I do enjoy roleplaying myself, but sometimes you do need some time to take a breather. I will respond here soon. I have been busy doing some things in the background. Well I am rooting for you! My three classes can be demanding as well, but I am learning to manage. Some of the things look like they might be fun so I am looking forward to that. Yes! I love seeing new members myself! Admittedly I am kind of getting impatient with myself. I want to make a cat that I want to roleplay, but also something different since as I said I want to expand my characters’ personalities more. One idea is to create an expressive, gluttonous (as much as a clan cat can reasonably get away with), and flirtatious cat. While I have played expressive cats, the gluttonous and flirtatious parts I haven’t explore much of. I might make them a she-cat since that could be interesting, but I am still not sure about it. Astershell will probably show up as well since his personality fits well with what I was brainstorming for a while. Finally, I don’t mind that you started the monster approach. I can’t wait to reply to that! I also hope that you had a good Valentine Day and I seriously need to watch Yuri on Ice. That has been on my to do list and I still haven't gone on Crunchyroll to watch it!)) |
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Post by 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 on Feb 17, 2017 19:39:53 GMT -5
Alright, sounds good! ^-^ Haha I'm rooting for you too!
That cat sounds very interesting haha. A she-cat that's flirtatious? Yeah I don't see very much of that in other clans.. maybe I'll break that stigma with you soon (:<
Yay! No rush though!! ^-^ Everything is fine!!
YES PLEAAASE WATCH YURI ON ICE
YURI ON ICE MADE ME FEEL THINGS UNLIKE MOST ANIME LOL I hope your valentines was good too <3 !! ]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2017 23:17:16 GMT -5
((Sorry that took so long, but once again thank you for your patience! Hopefully this is good since my muse has been rather blah and I went ahead. I hope this is okay to have the car stop and already have the twolegs attempt to grab the cats otherwise I can change it. Aw thanks! I need all of the luck I can get! Yes flirty she-cat for the win. If you do, then the two of them need to interact! I will especially if it made you feel things unlike most animes! I just need to find the time. Yes it was wonderful <3))
The affairs of Windclan were of no business to him. He only monstered that Windclan cause him no trouble and in return, he would see no reason for his clan to attempt such things. After all, he couldn’t get his herbs if the two of them were bickering and there would be too many casualties that would result in such petty things. Therefore, when she claimed that all was well, he took her word for it. He replied with a quiet nod “Good to hear.”
There was a small smirk of amusement at the sudden tone. Whether it was the warrior within her or not, it seemed like she got a bit of a heated there, but her next statement appeared to soften. He chuckled “Well well, I am glad to hear such passion in your voice. I am doing well.” As he was about to say something, another sound interrupted his thoughts. Taking a look, he saw an approaching monster.
Ah, so there you are He thought quietly. He briefly turned his head towards Spottedfern, and she gave the typical response he would expect. However, as he turned his head back, this one was acting strangely. Usually, when these things slow down, it was because something was in their path, but the two of them were out of the monster’s way. It wasn’t until the monster came to a full stop that a twoleg emerged. Astershell went from smug to alarm as he watch the creature. It seemed like there appear to be another one inside, but whether they would come out was yet to be seen. The one that did reveal itself was chatting on about something in a slow and calm voice towards the two cats.
Astershell had his fun here. If he must watch twolegs, he would rather watch them from a distance. He gave one last look at Spottedfern before attempting to run off, but it seemed that the twoleg was faster. Astershell let out a yowl of alarm and immediately unsheathed his claws. He wasn’t sure how much damage his rather dull claws could create, but hopefully enough to make this twoleg drop him. Everything about this felt wrong. The smooth, hairless skin of the twoleg was already violating his pelt with its horrible scent. How could kittypets stand to be touch by one of these things? It didn’t seem to matter what the cat did as the twoleg was determined to keep ahold of him as they approach the monster together. |
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