Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 28, 2017 20:33:36 GMT -5
"Might as well push my luck." Specter mrrowed with laughter. "It's up to you three, really."
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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 29, 2017 14:55:58 GMT -5
Owlmoon smiled reassuringly. "Come on! We better go and head back." She shook her fur out, spraying everyone before leading the way.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2017 14:18:45 GMT -5
Rainflight grinned, wrapping his tail around his paws. "Well I'm glad that this was your choice. Being a medicine cat is interesting, though some of the apprentices might bring you down for it. Don't let that get you down, though," he muttered. "Though I must say that you do get to learn a few things of being a warrior. You'll learn basic fighting, for example." "At least we know how to treat wounds for the cats who have been fighting." Snailpaw smirked, her eyes trailing away from Rainflight as she saw her sister Brokenpaw come through the camp entrance. The small she-cat immediately bounced to her paws and scurried towards her, purring in greeting. "Hey, you're back!" She proceeded to shower her bigger litter mate in unconditional love, circling around her and inspecting her for any changes while purring loudly. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 30, 2017 16:57:35 GMT -5
(No they can go back too :3) Mosswing blinked, looking over at her apprentice with a nod. "Yes of course you can. Then you deserve a meal and then get some rest," she replied, looking away from her apprentice again. Brokenpaw padded back into camp after them, also holding a piece of prey. She looked at her mentor, as if asking the same question. (Sorry for late reply.) Mistpaw nodded, bounding over to the fresh-kill pile. Only by the time she got there she decided she wanted to eat the mouse she had caught. Quickly, she ate it, grinning. "Go ahead," said Hickoryfoot, who had caught a bird and had already set it down by her paws. "You need to remember to take a piece to the medicine cats as well. Make sure they've gotten something to eat." She wondered over to Mosswing then, and leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Can I talk to you for a second please?" |
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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 30, 2017 17:01:07 GMT -5
(Should we time skip to entering camp?)
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 30, 2017 17:02:53 GMT -5
((So long as everybody else is fine with it, I'm cool with timeskipping.))
Specter shook out some of the water from her own pelt, then promptly began to follow Owlmoon.
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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 30, 2017 17:05:03 GMT -5
(Let's do it then! I'm sure that everyone else will be fine.)
Owlmoon pushed her way through the barrier that protected camp. "Here it is!" She smiled at Specter.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 30, 2017 23:34:40 GMT -5
(I'm fine with it.)
Elmheart followed the she-cat, fur still slicked flat from the river water. "Home sweet home. Hopefully it's drier than the river," he joked.
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 1, 2017 9:02:25 GMT -5
Specter snickered at Elmheart's remark. "I'd hope so. I've had enough water for one day!" She turned to look at Owlmoon. "You know how to swim in a crowd, Owlmoon?"
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Post by broken on May 1, 2017 11:22:11 GMT -5
limeRainflight smiled, looking off after his apprentice. He crabbed his piece of prey, heading back towards the medicine cat's den. Brokenpaw grinned at her mentor, then smiled at her sister as she came over. She nodded, setting the prey down for a moment. "Yeah, hello!" She purred softly, picking up the prey she had caught before heading towards the pile to set it down, gesturing for Snailpaw to follow. -- mintedstar/furMosswing blinked, obviously a little confused about why the warrior wanted to talk to her. After a moment, she shrugged. "Go ahead. What is it?" -- Hollowstar, who had been sitting outside his den, was now bounding over toward the group that entered the camp with the new cat. His eyes rushed over the unknown rouge. "Who do we have here?"
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 1, 2017 12:32:30 GMT -5
Specter was caught off-guard at the sudden presence of another cat, and flinched. After a second or two, she looked the stranger up and down, before responding. "I'm Specter. Are you the cat that leads this place?"
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Post by Owlmoon on May 1, 2017 15:40:51 GMT -5
Owlmoon answered for him. "Yes, this is Hollowstar." She looked up, staring the Clan leader directly in the eye. "Specter here, she saved my life and we all thought she deserved a good meal. Can she stay?"
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Post by broken on May 1, 2017 15:44:11 GMT -5
Hollowstar eyed the Specter curiously, then spat the other three warriors. He really couldn't argue, if she had saved a warrior's life. After a moment of silence, he dipped his head slightly. "This is a wise decision, however," he stared at the rouge now, "I'd like to know how you saved Owlmoon's life. What happened?"
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 1, 2017 16:44:08 GMT -5
Specter couldn't tell whether Hollowstar was staring in curiosity or hostility, so she tried to remain as level-headed as she could. "Well, uh, Owlmoon bumped into a tree and angered some bees. I happened to be nearby, so we all started running. Then, Elmheart had a great idea to hide in the river. When we got to the river, we all jumped into it. Owlmoon got in too deep and was struggling to stay above the water, so I saved her and brought her to shallow water." She paused. "That's about it."
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2017 17:20:21 GMT -5
Snailpaw limped after her sister, flicking her tail. "Did you catch that?" She mewed, pointing at the prey Brokenpaw dropped on the pile with her paw, wide-eyed.
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Post by broken on May 1, 2017 17:40:32 GMT -5
Hollowstar nodded slowly at the story. The leader's eyes wondered over the group again, shaking his head slightly. "What a story. Well, I am definitely glad that you were there to help," he meowed, now staring at the warriors in particular. "Elmheart and Owlmoon, please show Specter to the freshkill pile, and please, pick whatever you'd like." He was still curious about why the rouge was on the territory in the first place, so he might question her later.
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After Brokenpaw dropped the prey, she nodded, looking over at her sister. "Yeah I did, but one of them is my mentor's," she said with a grin, seeing her reaction. "Why? Is that a surprise to you?" She tilted her head to the side. "Anyway, what have you been up to today?"
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2017 17:45:25 GMT -5
"No no, I just wanted to know if you caught them" She quickly mumbled, "And our stores were full today except for poppy seeds, so we went to get some poppy heads out in the forest." Snailpaw tilted her head, fidgeting. "Are you free to hang out? I know you're probably busy with training but I have nothing to do!"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on May 1, 2017 21:48:31 GMT -5
Elmheart dipped his head, secretly grinning. "Thank you, Hollowstar."
He waved his tail at Specter for her to follow him. "The fresh-kill pile is this way." He looked around a little, to see how was in camp, then bounded over to the fresh kill pile.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on May 1, 2017 21:52:05 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur Mosswing blinked, obviously a little confused about why the warrior wanted to talk to her. After a moment, she shrugged. "Go ahead. What is it?" "I'm having a little trouble and I was wondering if you could give me some advice," replied Hickoryfoot, keeping her voice low in embarrassment. "It's this whole 'being a mentor' thing. I don't think I'm doing it right." She looked down at her paws as she shuffled them around in the dust. "I seem to be cutting in on your training with Mistpaw and giving her advice I should be giving to Brokenpaw. I'm...not sure I know how to talk to my own apprentice." |
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 1, 2017 23:26:10 GMT -5
"Thank you, Hollowstar." Specter nodded toward Hollowstar in respect, before quickly going to follow Elmheart. After finding a spot to sit and picking out a nice-looking mouse, she immediately began talking to Elmheart. "So, how exactly does your group hierarchy work? Do you just blindly follow Hollowstar and respect her choices?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on May 1, 2017 23:39:37 GMT -5
"Uhhh," said Elmheart, a little surprised by the sudden question. "No, not really. I mean, that's the general idea, but cat's can challenge her. She's our leader, but that doesn't mean we can't disagree. Plus, she has other cats she can ask for advice."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 2, 2017 12:47:46 GMT -5
"That's probably for the best. Power-hungry cats could easily abuse an open leadership." Specter sank her teeth into the mouse she had picked out, tearing out a chunk and swallowing it. "So, what's your group's stance on outsiders like me?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on May 2, 2017 14:00:03 GMT -5
Elmheart tilted his head. "Not so good. We can stand outsiders as long as they stay off our territory. That's mostly because of food and herb sources. We have a lot of cats here and rules to make sure no one goes hungry. Outsiders don't, so if we allowed them inside of our territory someone in our clan might go hungry." He twitched his tail. "That and we never now if they want to just pick a fight or not."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 2, 2017 14:27:12 GMT -5
"Hmm. That seems understandable. Some of those cats don't care for others." Specter took another bite out of her mouse. "I've met some of them... it's hard to avoid conflict with those types."
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Post by broken on May 2, 2017 15:44:24 GMT -5
(oh also, deputyship is open if anyone wants that position xD) lime Brokenpaw giggled softly, gently batting at her sister's ear with her paw. "I know, I know! And yes I'm free. Hickoryfoot might take me out later today or tomorrow," she meowed, bouncing slightly on her paws. "Why? What would you like to do?" -- mintedstar/fur Mosswing listened quietly, nodding as she finished explaining what the problem was. She sighed softly, looking out at the apprentices that were beside their den for a moment, then at Hickoryfoot. "Well I'd like to tell you that I do not think you are any bother to teaching, as I am new to this mentor thing myself," she paused for a moment. "I just try to think about my days as an apprentice and remember the ways that my mentor taught me. I think that might help you, too. Also, if you don't feel comfortable just teaching, just try to create small talk and get to know her." |
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on May 2, 2017 19:28:26 GMT -5
broken(In a while, do you suppose Blackmask could be appointed deputy? Only if its okay with you, of course. Or if you'd like I could create another character?)
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Post by broken on May 3, 2017 15:00:24 GMT -5
ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ (Yeah I'm cool with whatever you'd like to do. If you'd rather have Blackmask become deputy or create another character, that's up to you :3)
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Post by Owlmoon on May 3, 2017 15:23:40 GMT -5
Owlmoon hopped toward the fresh-kill pile happily. She gestured to it with her tail "Take anything you like!" She went on explaining what Elmheart had started. "Our Clan has different ranks, the majority of cats known as warriors. Kits are born to their mothers, who are queens. I'll say more about that later. Apprentices are warriors-in-training with a warrior mentor or medicine cats-in-training with a medicine cat as a mentor. Warriors hunt for the Clan, fight for the Clan, and perform other duties to help the Clan. Senior warriors--the older, more expierienced warriors--will often help the Clan leader make decisions. The deputy is a warrior has been chosen by the Clan leader to be the next leader. Medicine cats heal the wounded."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on May 3, 2017 16:13:40 GMT -5
"That's a lot of positions to fill!" Specter paused to think. "At a minimum... seven or eight cats in one spot! That's practically begging for a predator to find you." Again, she paused. "I mean, this shelter does a good job of protecting you. Not to mention all of you are battle-hardened, except the kits..."
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Post by Owlmoon on May 4, 2017 14:59:34 GMT -5
Owlmoon raised an eyebrow. "Not really. All of us warriors are battle trained, elders can fight if needed, the Clan leader has lives to spare. Our top priority is to defend the weak. We have all sworn the oath to protect our Clan, even at the cost of our own lives."
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