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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Feb 28, 2017 19:10:00 GMT -5
Talongrasp looked up "Oh, speak of the devil! Hello Sageheart, enjoyed a nice morning hunt did you?" she meowed welcomingly, looking at the fish in his jaws. She assumed it was for her, but waited until the younger Shaman offered it to her before she made a move to take it. Behind him, she spotted Softwing, craning her head to look into the den. The small cat seemed to sense the den was somewhat crowded and chose to stay outside.
Softwing also dropped her fish on the pile, but took a moment to scan around the camp. Seeing no one else up, she decided to take a fish for herself and sat outside the opening to Talongrasp's den, her ears pricked to listen.
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Post by Novi on Feb 28, 2017 19:17:37 GMT -5
Sageheart's whiskers twitched in amusement. He set the fish down and nudged it towards the Tui. "I wasnt aware i was a topic of discussion." He purred. "The tides left quite a good number of fish. If there's anything you need, I'm sure Softwing would be willing to accompany me." He glanced towards Aspenfall, wondering if Talongrasp would ask him to take the guard along as well. The more paws the better if there was lots that needed to be collected.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Feb 28, 2017 19:29:33 GMT -5
Softwing pricked her ears at the mention of her name but remained silent- it was up to the Tui to decide what she did, so she'd better wait to hear what Talongrasp wanted before she started jumping all over. But the idea of going out away from camp was exciting to her... she could only imagine all the birds she might find out away from the shore.
Talongrasp nodded, a smile grazing her maw "Yes well, Aspenfur seems keen on getting out of camp and running some errands, so I thought he might accompany you out towards the grasslands. We haven't had a chance to visit the Juniper trees out there in quite some time, and our supply of mouse bile is very low as well." She meowed, giving a few examples. Of course Sageheart would know what they were low on and what they could find in the Grasslands, but those were the two they needed most. She avoided mentioning the part where the Juniper berry stores were low after the last time Aspenfur had needed them for his nerves.
"Oh, and of course you can bring Softwing if you like. I'm not sure how much experience she's had away from the coast though, so make sure to keep a good eye on her" She meowed warningly. The young guard had a tendancy to get distracted and wander off..
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Post by Novi on Feb 28, 2017 19:39:21 GMT -5
Sageheart nodded to Aspenfur. He could imagine why they were low..And keeping an eye on the two shouldnt be hard. Maybe getting out would help the jumpy tom. "Of course." He purred. He turned towards the guard. "Softwing and i were going to eat so feel free to join us." He dipped his head to Talongrasp before heading out. He chose a plump mouse for himself and headed back to join Softwing. He found it rather amusing that she was so near to the entrance of the den. He settled beside her and took a bite. "I take it you heard that?" He chuckled slightly.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Feb 28, 2017 19:52:42 GMT -5
(Gonna refrain from doing anything more with Talongrasp until Faun pops back in, since Aspenfur should have a say in what he does P: )
Softwing's ears burned, and she faked innocence "Hear what? Are you trying to accuse me of eavesdropping?" She mewed, raising a paw as if in defense. She had, in fact, definitely been eavesdropping. She couldn't help it that basically her two only friends were in the den! What else was she supposed to do, anyway?
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Post by Novi on Feb 28, 2017 20:05:36 GMT -5
(Sounds good to me. Haha. More Softwing and Sageheart cuteness xD)
Sageheart chuckled. "There's nothing wrong eith being curious so long as you know when to leave it be." He curled his tail around his paws. "But do you feel like going it afterwards?" He could inside she wouldn't mind. There'd be plenty more for her to see so long as she stayed close to the group.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 1, 2017 2:00:58 GMT -5
(I'm thinking in the end Sharkkit will decide to be a shaman, but it will be tough to get that choice out of him x'D )
"Oh-Ah, Sageheart, hello" he dips his head in a quick greeting to the other cat, shifting and trying to present himself better- always awkward, always aware of himself, Aspenfur was really his own worst critic at times.
"While we were there I could.. help carry anything back... or I could hunt, bring back some different prey?"
Neither cat says it, but he knows. The juniper berries were probably his fault. He lowers his eyes and fidgets.
"I'll... I'll go eat with them, give myself the energy for the errands." He meows quietly, but forces optimism into his voice.
The grasslands were open, things could hardly sneak up on them. If he brought back the supplies they needed then he would have been helpful!
"I'll see you two later, goodbye Talongrasp, goodbye little Sharkkit" He ducks out and snags a piece of prey off of the pile and hesitates before he joins the two, "Hello again Sageheart, hello Softwing.. I hope I'm not..intruding- I can go sit elsewhere- it really is no problem-" his chest clamps- How silly of him to ask, of course they'd mind, they were already eating.
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Shellpaw drops to the ground with a pant. It certainly wasn't the steepest cliff she had ever climbed, but she had scaled it rather quickly. She stretches her paws out in front of her and heaves her breaths, "Y-yes Sloeberry"
She swivels her ears back as she looks over her shoulder at the cliff, "Well it certainly wouldn't be the most fun of training exercises..." she cant help the grimace that crosses her face, but her mentor did have a point.
One day she'd be need to be able to climb this cliff without losing her breath.
"I think that'd be a good idea, at least to start"
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 10:58:59 GMT -5
(Haha. It'll be interesting for sure)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 1, 2017 17:59:03 GMT -5
Talongrasp's gaze softens and she dips her head in farewell as the nervous tom exists the den. She felt a pang of sympathy for him- really, he wasn't as much of an inconvenience as he felt he was, and she hoped with time he would learn that.
Softwing's eyes sparkled with the idea of an adventure, but before she could reply, Aspenfur sat down in front of us, looking nervous and shy, stumbling on his words as usual. Softwing felt a pang of sympathy for the tom- they had been apprentices together after all, and both of them had their own problems that made them outcasts. Softwing was always a little birdbrained, and Aspenfur was somewhat of a nervous wreck, but despite their ability to be friends she had never really grown close to the tom, especially with him becoming a guard several moons before her.
"Oh, Aspenfur, no it's fine. There's plenty of room, really!" She mewed, trying to sound as convincing as possible. It wasn't that they didn't want him there, it was just difficult dealing with him when he was always second guessing himself. "Since you'll be going on the patrol too, why don't you plan with us? I'm not sure exactly how to get to the grasslands anyway. Can you tell us more Sageheart?"
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 18:17:29 GMT -5
Sageheart took note of Aspenfur's nervousness and purred. "Sure. We don't mind." He wasn't sure where the jumpiness came from, but hopefully they could ease it somehow. He hadn't dealt with it before. Dreaminess had been himself. He'd seen plenty of ambition. But Aspenfur was a bit of a different case. Maybe if he had some cat to talk to it would help ease his anxiety?
At Softwing's question, he nodded. "Sure. The grasslands are a bit more inward. We follow the river. It is a bit of a walk, so we like to get as much as we can at once. The trees like their space so they're not really found in the forest. And I'm sure we'll come across some mouse bile along the way. Or even some actual mice for hunting."
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 1, 2017 18:32:29 GMT -5
Softwing nodded. They didn't see very many mice so close to the water- she guessed that the small furry creatures didn't have much in the way of food in the sandy shore, but back in the tall grasses there were lots of bushes and trees filled with berries and nuts. There, mice were almost overabundant, and she sighed to herself with satisfaction, feeling happy that she rarely had to worry about finding food, if she looked hard enough.
Her ears pricked as her thoughts trailed on, and she slowly stopped paying attention to the cats around her. Their voices faded out as her own daydreaming settled in. What kind of birds would be living out in the grasslands, with so many different kinda of shrubs and trees to live in? Surely there would be larger birds of prey too, feasting on the mice just as the cats did. She purred with excitement and imagined all of the different colours of their feathers- oh, their feathers! maybe she could get some unique ones to fill her nest..
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 18:39:00 GMT -5
Sageheart couldn't help but notice the far-away look enter Softwing's eyes. He chuckled slightly. He could imagine what she was thinking about now. The birds did find an advantage flying over the field and diving down. Well, some did. Others still preferred the dense forest to hide their shadows. The herbs that were far away Sageheart had normally offered to go get so that way he could have himself to his thoughts. It really was a pleasant thing to be alone with them..a sidelong glance towards Aspenfur had him changing his words. Rather, most of the time it was. Some cats just needed a bit of encouragement.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 1, 2017 20:20:01 GMT -5
"The break sounds good too.." Shellpaw laughs to herself. They didn't have many reasons to climb normally, so this would be good. "Can you really see all over the entire land?" she gawks and looks up at her mentor. "No no- why are we waiting, I want to see how far it goes on!" she hurries up and starts up the cliff
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"He sure is nervous" Sharkkit murmurs as he watches the warriors leave, "Have you ever met a cat that nervous before?" he pushes a pebble out of the den before joining Talongrasp again. He certainly hadn't met anyone else in the clan like that before.
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"O-oh thank you" he settles down as they take their time to assure him. Either they meant it or they were being polite, it didn't...really matter in the end. He did enjoy their company, and if they just tolerated his that would be okay.
"That's true, the grasslands aren't places we visit often, you spend most of the day there and try to head back before it gets dark... Cats can fall into the river on the way back, and trip over roots and all other sorts of ways to get hurt-" he cuts himself off and ducks his head down.
Right. Those were just his worries. A bit irrational.
"When my mentor, Sandclaw, took me there there were very large birds," he offers to Softwing, knowing she would be pleased, "Not all are...small like the gulls here however" He remembers clearly a large hawk swooping down at his mentor. The two had deemed some time hidden under a tree was due on that day, "There are some long tailed ones hidden in the grass though." Long lines of chicks following after their mother had been quite the show when he was younger.
He takes a bite of his prey to stop his nervous chatter.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 1, 2017 20:30:41 GMT -5
Softwing shakes her head, breaking out of her trance. "Oh, yeah? That's nice" she mutters, trying to act like she had been paying attention. Then, Aspenfur's words seemed to fully hit her, and she leaned forward a bit. "Wait, did you say long tailed ones? What colours are their feathers?" She mews excitedly, already imagining a den surrounded by big, tall shimmering feathers.
Talongrasp purred thoughtfully, whisking her tail over the small kit's ears "Not everyone can be as brave as you, little Sharkkit" she rasped. The little one had such a small view of the world, only used to bustling around camp, it was no wonder that he thought there was no reason for Aspenfur to be so nervous- Talongrasp wondered briefly is the kit even had an inkling of an idea of the kind of creature he was even named for!
"Aspenfur is just unique, that's all. It's our differences that make us special and our lives interesting, Sharkkit. If everyone was the same where would the fun be in that? Every tribe has use for a cautious cat- Aspenfur is not some unusual case" she meowed, hoping the kit would understand.
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 20:42:34 GMT -5
Sageheart purred and nodded. "The larger ones are a danger to smaller kits, though. So we always have to keep an eye on them. If they were to wander off to the grasslands they could get snatched up. Although I'm sure we'll find some dropped feathers." He flicked his tail. He was curious as to Softwing's fascination with them, although he did collect seashells he didn't keep them in camp. He stowed them away in a little in cave. Whether or not they were still there, he wasn't sure. He hadn't visited in a while.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 1, 2017 21:09:31 GMT -5
"They are lots of oranges, browns, and whites, but they are long and speckled" he offers with a shy smile, "I think some a red even...?" He nods in agreeance to Sageheart, "The grasslands definitely aren't a place for unmonitored kits. Thankfully not many kits can make it there by themselves before they grow tired." He'd always found her fascination with birds... interesting. He didn't understand, not really. They were flighty, often times aggressive, and unpredictable creatures. He liked them best when they were caught and turned into the prey pile- he didn't fancy the idea of talons in his eyes.
Sharkkit rubs his paw over his ear and gives the cat a look, "Well, then maybe one day he can be as brave as me!" he listens to Talongrasp eagerly and nods, "I see... at least he is cautious and not reckless and he is unique.. if he was just like me that'd be very weird..."
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 21:16:40 GMT -5
"Who knows, maybe we'll catch some." Sageheart purred. "I know a lot prefer them over seagulls since they're normally so much larger and quieter." His ears twitched. Occasionally, they could even hear them from camp if the birds were excited enough and there were enough in numbers. "They're much more colorful than cats." He chuckled. Often feathers would be used to soften nests or amuse kits, but it appeared Softwing just liked collecting them. Maybe because they were pretty?
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 1, 2017 22:53:47 GMT -5
(Not gonna lie, the inspiration for the birds came from the tribe RP you did before novice. And faun, that description of birds that Aspenfur was thinking is essentially softwing lmao)
Softwing's eyes sparkled, her fur prickling with excitement. "Well, what are we waiting for?! It's nearly sunhigh! We should head out now!" She yowled, her tail lashing around excitedly. The description of the feathers and the fearsome birds swooping around the grasslands was almost too much for her to stand, and she began padding towards the entrance to camp, her paws kneading the ground anxiously.
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 23:00:39 GMT -5
(Which one? Lol. I had a lot of 'failed RPs' Mostly I just didn't have the patience to keep bumping it up until I finally got someone sorry enough for me to join xD Dancing Gems? Were you there for that one? I don't remember. Haha)
Sageheart chuckled. "Patience." He glanced towards Aspenfur to see if the other guard was ready to go. It was rude to rush someone while they were eating after all. Although he enjoyed Softwing's excitement, he figured it was to see the birds and not for the sake of herb picking. Although there was no guarantee they would even be out and about.
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Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 1, 2017 23:06:36 GMT -5
( The one right before this? Cats with wings?)
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Post by Novi on Mar 1, 2017 23:09:54 GMT -5
(Aah. Skyclan :3)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 1, 2017 23:47:08 GMT -5
"hopefully just the colorful ones and not the kit stealing ones" Aspenfur adds.
The feathers had looked soft, and he could see why she would have such a fascination with them... He just didn't share it. "Some feathers would be good for the apprentice den, since we will having some new ones soon"
"Oh- ah-" he hurriedly eats his prey, "see- not a problem at all, we can head out now!"
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Post by Novi on Mar 2, 2017 0:59:30 GMT -5
Sageheart nodded. "You can always take your time eating, you know." He flicked his tail and rose, stretching out. "But I guess it's good for us to move on." He collected his mouse bones and took them out of camp with him, burying them as they were supposed to. He set an easy pace towards the grasslands, sticking close to the river. The cool water looked inviting. Maybe he'd go for a swim later...snapping out of his thoughts he checked back to make sure the others were following.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 2, 2017 11:31:19 GMT -5
(You could almost consider Softwing as a good guard for attacks from the sky, if it wasn't for the fact that she hyperfixates on something new about every 0.8 seconds)
Softwing buried her bones behind him hurriedly and scampered out, bouncing along behind him, her eyes on the sky and her mouth parting every few foxlengths to scent all of the smells. She'd been to the grasslands once or twice before as an apprentice, but this was the first time she was really going to enjoy it as a guard, since she wouldn't have to worry about her mentor being on her tail all the time.
She felt somewhat impatient at Sagehearts leisurely pace and tried to remind herself that it gave her more time to look around at sniff at things she wanted to. Her head swiveled once or twice to look at Aspenfur- just checking that he hadn't fallen into a hole somewhere along the way, or gotten frightened by something and fainted. She found the tom curious- his big ears reminded her somewhat of a pair of wings, and she watched them twitch around for a moment, swiveling around for any noises that could be dangerous.
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Post by Novi on Mar 2, 2017 11:40:14 GMT -5
(Haha. Maybe. The picture of Aspenfur's ears is really cute tho)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 2, 2017 12:01:53 GMT -5
(Faun sent me a doodle she drew of him like a week or so ago and his ears are SO BIG its adorable. )
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 2, 2017 14:06:47 GMT -5
"Yes... but we have places to be and I'd hate to be holding us back" Aspenfur buries his bones near the other two cats and follows after. His longer legs meant he didn't necessarily have to hurry to keep up, he in fact had to slow down to not out pace them. The toms ears were constantly moving, and every so often when a sound startled him he froze and turned wide eyes around looking for the source.
Frequently it was just things dropping from trees or startled birds, but one could never be sure.
Soon enough the trees around them thin our, the grass loses the lush green that it kept and faded into golds. He immediately shoots his gaze up to the sky, "Well... we're here"
(He has the biggest ears of the lot. my precious scaredy cat lol. )
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Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
Pronouns: Call Me Cinnamon! (They/Them)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 2, 2017 18:08:14 GMT -5
"So what all are we getting out here?" Softwing meowed, her head tilted in the direction of Sageheart. She had a faint idea of what kind of herbs grew out in the grassy moor... but if asked to she would have no idea what was valuable and what wasn't. She hoped he wasn't expecting them to pick any of the gross smelling plants- she could carry them just fine, but the bitter juices upon first biting into the plants was almost too much for her.
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Post by Novi on Mar 2, 2017 18:33:31 GMT -5
(Poor baby xD)
Sageheart headed towards the larger trees that weren't weeping. "The juniper trees have berries that will help ease anxiety. Although they won't make you as sleepy, so they're a bit more preferred when dealing with kits." His whiskers twitched. He wasn't sure how Aspenfur would react to his second remark, but there wasn't much he could do to recover but move on and hope the guard didn't take it to heart too much. "The fatter the berries, the better. But we don't want to pick too many. The tree has to be able to regrow and maybe even seed more trees." The big tom climbed up into the branches and paused to look out past the grasslands. It was pretty incredible. Did the river follow it all the way inland? Or did it separate somewhere along the path? A few birds were moving around, no doubt looking for something to eat or bring back to the nest for warmth. Although they weren't as big as the other ones.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Mar 2, 2017 18:44:54 GMT -5
Softwing nodded, watching Sageheart climb up. The comment about Aspenfur completely went past her, and she didn't bother to look at the cat for a reaction, instead considering the tactics the shaman used to climb the tree. She was pretty good at scaling trees, what with all her time spent watching birds in them, so she turned to Aspenfur "Hey, why don't I climb up and knock the berries down and you can gather them while keeping an eye out for any hawks or eagles?" She suggested, her tail waving in a friendly manner.
She assumed Aspenfur might be too nervous to climb high up into the tree, and besides, he would probably do better than her at keeping guard for any large birds. Softwing knew she tended to get distracted in situations like this, and she wanted to make sure the group stayed safe.
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