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Post by Sησω on Feb 21, 2017 20:58:32 GMT -5
Shadowpelt watched as Thimblestar and Bogfeather ran off and did so herself. She exited the camp and wandered around the territory, searching for thistles. She perked up as she spotted a few growing near the marshy area. Happy that she had found a supply of thistles, Shadowpelt began her job and tugged on a thistle. Once its roots gave way, the she-cat dragged the thistle back to camp and added it to the barrier.
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Pineclaw hurried off into ThimbleClan's marshy territory, scanning the area for thistles to strengthen the barrier. He soon found one, uprooting it and carrying it back to camp. I really hope that these said foxes don't attack our camp, even if they're in out territory, the tom silently hoped as he added his thistle to the barrier.
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 21, 2017 23:07:03 GMT -5
Rosebriar looked around wondering what was going on.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 9:26:39 GMT -5
Thimblestar looked over at Rosebriar. He almost forgot about her. He padded over to her. "Rosebriar, I need you to gather as many thistles as you can and make a barrier of them." He said while turning around to grab more thistles.
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 22, 2017 13:37:59 GMT -5
"Okay." Rosebriar went straight to work pulling thistles and weaving a barrier then she headed out into the forest and pulled more thistles to make the barrier bigger.
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Post by Sησω on Feb 22, 2017 17:08:38 GMT -5
Shadowpelt retraced her scent to the thistle patch she had found. She pulled out a couple more thistles and carried them back to camp, adding them to the barrier. She noticed another warrior, Rosebriar, in on the job. Guess she heard about the news as well, Shadowpelt guessed.
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Pineclaw went back into the forest to search for more thistles. Maybe this place isn't so hard to navigate after all, he thought as he tugged on another thistle. He remembered earlier when he had gotten lost on the hunt.
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 22, 2017 17:34:23 GMT -5
As Rosebriar dragged more thistles into place she had an idea. "Thimblestar do you think it would be good to add brambles to the barrier? I know where a bunch grow if you do."
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Post by Sησω on Feb 22, 2017 19:05:42 GMT -5
Shadowpelt retraced her scent to the thistle patch she had found. She pulled out a couple more thistles and carried them back to camp, adding them to the barrier. She noticed another warrior, Rosebriar, in on the job. Guess she heard about the news as well, Shadowpelt guessed.
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Pineclaw went back into the forest to search for more thistles. Maybe this place isn't so hard to navigate after all, he thought as he tugged on another thistle. He remembered earlier when he had gotten lost on the hunt.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 22, 2017 19:20:52 GMT -5
Still accepting people?)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 22:11:35 GMT -5
(Yes! You are welcome to join Winter Hawk!)
Thimblstar thought about it. "Hm...Sure. Lead me to them. Are they sharp?"
Falconwing was still making the barrier, glancing at Rosebriar now and then.
Bogfeather was still making the barrier like the others. She looked up at the sky. It was almost the night! "Hurry everyone! The foxes are coming soon!"
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 22, 2017 22:42:20 GMT -5
Need any roles filled or need a certain gender?)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 22:43:46 GMT -5
(No, but it would be nice to have a kit or apperentice in the clan. But you are welcome to have any role or gender you would like!)
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 23, 2017 5:40:30 GMT -5
"Okay. Follow me. Yes they are very sharp."Rosebriar dashed to the bramble bush she had known of and started pulling out brambles.
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Post by Sησω on Feb 23, 2017 7:21:32 GMT -5
Once Shadowpelt had added her thistles to the barrier, she ran off to the thistle patch to get more. She made a few more rounds of getting thistles and adding them to the barrier.
Suddenly, she heard Bogfeather's cry. Having not realized it was getting late, Shadowpelt tilted her head towards the sky to make sure. She saw that it was dusk.
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Pineclaw gathered a few more thistles and added them to the barrier. He heard Bogfeather's cry, and again began to wonder why she was so sure that foxes would attack their camp tonight.
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 23, 2017 14:10:12 GMT -5
"Okay. Follow me. Yes they are very sharp."Rosebriar dashed to the bramble bush she had known of and started pulling out brambles. |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 14:35:35 GMT -5
Thimblesatr grabbed a mouthful of Brambles and headed back to camp.
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 23, 2017 16:13:25 GMT -5
Rosebriar raced back to camp and started to weave the brambles into the barrier.
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Post by Sησω on Feb 23, 2017 16:58:19 GMT -5
As Pineclaw added his thistles to the barrier, he noticed Rosebriar with some brambles. "Where did you find those?" he asked the she-cat.
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Once Shadowpelt finished adding the thistle she was carrying to the barrier, she rushed back to the thistle patch and grabbed another.
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Post by cadmus on Feb 23, 2017 18:09:09 GMT -5
Blacknose was occupied in fortifying the camp, lacing the walls strongly with thistles and other tough sort of materials. Every so often he would raise his chin, proud of his work, and look to the others of the Clan in observation. If foxes were to attack the camp, then he would do his best to defend it in the meantime. And, having recently honed his skills, he was positive he would be able to fight off any crow-food smelling creature tooth and claw.
Viperstripe, worked diligently, her thoughts brewing in a storm as she moved about. She was angry, suspicious mostly. Suspicious about Bogfeather and her claim about the foxes.. but, she had no time to share her thoughts with the she-cat. That would have to wait until after the foxes showed or not, which currently, she was uncertain of.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 19:02:10 GMT -5
Just then and angry howl burst through the air and all went silent. Then, when Thimblestar raised his head above the thick barrier he had made, he saw them, their jowls drippin g with drool. Their teeth shone in the midnight sun. All of a sudden foxes burst through the small opening in the barrier, Thimblestar felt a little better when he saw that the brambles and thistles were cutting through the fox's skin, giving them vicious gashes in their flanks. Thimblestar leaped through the air and sank his teeth into one of their shoulders, blood streaming into his mouth. The fox howled in pain. THe fox lunged back and nipped at Thimbletar's flanks, drawing blood. Thimblestar then pounced onto the fox's head and drove his teeth into it's throat. He looked up and to the clan misfortune that there were dozens more of them.
Falconwing flew himself at the nearest foxes, driving his teeth into its leg. But the fox snapped around and charged its teeth into his shoulder. Falconwing howled out in pain.
He then jumped onto its back digging his claws into its back the foxes wavered and then fell on its side blood gushing out of its belly. Falconwing dove at the next fox.
Bogfeather tensed when she heard the howl, it was angry and loud. She then thought back...To her kit days, oh those days were clouded with pain. She hissed and wailed to herself but reminded herself to keep in control. Bogfeather spotted the leader fox and stalked toward him, her tail lifted high. The fox snarled with betrayl when he saw her. "You didn't meet with us tonight! Oh, do you want to your poor, wretched clan? Well you're wrong! We're going to kill them all but we'll make you watch all of their deaths, one by one!" He laughed. Bogfeather's fear drowned her in a heap. "Oh..No...P-please no..." Bogfeather tried to shake the bad feeling out of her but it just stayed inside. She fought for control, swinging her claws madly at the fox. "Do you feel it now? That's what it's like to be a true fox!" He taunted. Bogfeather yowled with rage, jumped, and sank her teeth into his back. "Good job dear Bogfeather Kill me! Kill me now! I want to die knowing that you've sucumb to true rage!" Bogfeather was just about to take the killing bite, but she realized she couldn't...no matter what. She thought back to her kit times, she thought of the good times, like playing with her siblings and snuggling with her mother. "No. I won't. I'm nothing like you foxes." Bogfeather instisted. The fox's eyes died down now. He smiled a evil smile and spoke in a nasty tone. 'Ah, I knew you would say that Bogfeather. And Bogfeather." He looked right into her eyes. "The name's Foxmouth." He said whipping around his tail, running back into the forest. Bogfeather's eyes widened in terror...Her father's name was...Foxmouth...Just then a voice came to her. 'beware of the foxmouthed for they can decvive even the most noble ones.' Bogfeather knew what it was talking about...All along...It meant to beware of her father..She always thought it meant her..She sat and stared in horror deep in thought.
(You guys like this change of story?)
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Post by Sησω on Feb 23, 2017 20:24:24 GMT -5
Shadowpelt suddenly heard a yowl cut through the air and immediately knew what was happening. She whipped her head around and saw that she was right, the reddish-furred creatures had their lips pulled back in a snarl and drool was dripping from their jaws. The she-cat unsheathed her claws, preparing to fight the beasts.
As the vicious creatures stormed through a hole in the barrier, Shadowpelt launched herself onto a fox. The she-cat felt a sense of enjoyment as she leaped onto the fox, though she knew it was a dangerous situation. Anything can become enjoyable once you add a bit of fun to it, Shadowpelt thought to herself, brightening up as she dug her claws into the fox's back. The fox threw her off and she landed hard on the ground. Before she could haul herself up, another fox pinned her to the ground and dug its claws into her flank.
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Pineclaw watched in horror as the foxes stormed through the barrier. I guess Bogfeather was right, after all, he thought to himself, curious as to why Bogfeather had known that this was coming. The tom knew that there was no time to ask her now, though. Fighting the foxes was much more important.
The tom scanned the area, coming across his friend, who was pinned down by a fox. "No!" Pineclaw shouted, unsheathing his claws and leaping on to the fox. He couldn't let it hurt his friend.
(The plot twist is interesting.)
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Post by cadmus on Feb 23, 2017 20:33:35 GMT -5
(Ohh, I like it. But what's that mean, is her father related to the foxes somehow or working alongside them?)
Viperstripe heard the yelps and howls of the foxes shrill in her ears and she immediately jumped to action, alongside Falconwing. She reared on her hind legs, to a halt, tentatively observing what strike the creature would take. As its paw flashed out in front of her, she leaned to the side, just missing the blow, and scored her claws along its shoulder. Red blood bubbled from the scrape, hot droplets welting. She bared her teeth and flattened her ears, preparing for the next blow.
Blacknose wide-eyed came surprised on the invasion, but nonetheless charged fiercely into battle, assisting the first clanmate he could spot. That cat was Thistlestar, but seeing as he was doing fairly well, he leapt past the tom and headed towards another fox, claws ready.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 23, 2017 20:49:38 GMT -5
Thornpaw|nine moons |Apprentice|Male | Winter Hawk2581
Golden brown fur with light tabby markings and pale yellow eyes. He has a muscular build and has a nick in his right ear. Thornshade is a fearless and stubborn cat He will push himself to his limits. Thornshade prefers to keep his feelings to himself. He has a sweet spot but doesn't show it unless it's to someone he really cares about.
Dawnfeather | 37 moons |Queen |She-cat |Winter Hawk2581
Dark ginger and brown tabby she-cat with some white on her muzzle. She has pale yellow eyes and a slender build. Dawnfeather is sweet, loyal and kind. She can be to trusting of others and tends to be rather clingy.
Vixenkit | 3 moons old |Kit |She-cat|Winter Hawk251
Light ginger fur with bit of red and orange mixed in. She has white spot on her chest and mouth. She has orange colored eyes. Vixenkit is spunky, outgoing and cunning. She often acts as if nothing ever bothers her. She can be moody and will lash out at others. Behind her tough exterior is a lonely and self doubting cat who is looking for support.
Rowankit | 3 moons |Kit |Male |Winter Hawk2581
Mostly brown fur with some red mixed in. He has bright amber eyes. Rowankit is daring and adventurous. He tends to go with his gut instinct. He tends to brag and likes to be in the center of attention.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 23:40:07 GMT -5
(The point is...You'll have to see! It's supposed to be a surprise for everyone. Winter Hawk you are accepted! Thornpaw will Rosebriar's apperentice. I will add you in the morning. Thank you SO much for joining.)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 23:40:39 GMT -5
(Darkriver13, is it ok that Thornpaw is Rosebriar's apperentice?)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 24, 2017 0:43:52 GMT -5
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 24, 2017 6:01:33 GMT -5
(Muy bueno!! Lol I like to use Spanish sometimes. )
Rosebriar jumped when she heard the foxes. She went into a haze where she was no longer really herself. She jumped at the nearest fox. She slashed at it and bit and tore.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2017 9:12:19 GMT -5
(Winter Hawk, you are added! You may start role playing right away! And lol dark! And Dark, can Thornpaw be Rosebriar's apprentice? Just curious.)
Thimblestar was still fighting foxes.
Falconwing was fighting foxes too.
Bogfeather all of a sudden remembered Foxmouth. She remembered the kit nursery, she remembered Foxmouth playing with her. She had never remembered him before. She shook her head to shake out the terror. She spun around and launched herself at the nearest fox. She bit and scratched until the fox layed still. She flew into battle again.
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Post by Mother Dark on Feb 24, 2017 13:39:29 GMT -5
(Yes thats what I meant to say. I will not be on this weekend.))
Rosebriar kept fighting waiting for the fox to finally give up.
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Post by Sησω on Feb 24, 2017 17:53:04 GMT -5
Pineclaw dug his claws into the fox's back. The fox through him off, though the brown tom's distraction had caused it to let go of his friend. I have to save my friend, Pineclaw thought, landing on his side. Though he was frustrated that Shadowpelt had dragged him into all this trouble, nothing mattered more to him than protecting her.
Pineclaw took a few heartbeats to recover before getting back to his paws. He saw Shadowpelt fighting the fox and jumped back into the battle beside her, glad that she had kept the fox busy.
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Shadowpelt was relieved when the weight of the fox lifted off of her flanks. She stood up and attacked the fox from behind, clawing its leg. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a brown shape that she recognized as her friend, Pineclaw. I can't believe he came to help me, she thought, Recently, he's just been complaining what a bad decision coming here was!
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 24, 2017 19:04:39 GMT -5
Are the foxes in camp or outside camp?)
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