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Post by noble. on Apr 26, 2017 20:55:18 GMT -5
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Post by a diamond's pearl on Apr 26, 2017 20:55:41 GMT -5
"Hey..." The awkward meow of the gray tabby sounded. Silvernight had watched the whole scene from a distance, unsure whether to jump in like everyone else, or stay in her place on the sidelines(after all she had nothing to do with it.) "Are you okay?" It wasn't something the pale she-cat would usually do, going around asking cats if they were okay. I mean, who actually cares? But Briarflame was a cat she actually like and felt comfortable calling a friend. With a grunt she flopped down beside the brown she-cat. Studying her paws, tail flicking uncomfortably. This was easier when it was Quietstream she was dealing with after a confrontation with Cherrystorm. But this was different. This was Briarflame. Hopefully she isn't as sensitive as Quietbreeze. Because this kind thing wasn't really working for her. "Hmph, that's Cherrystorm for ya'." Silvernight sighed with a shrug. Lifting a paw and licking it then swiping it over her face. "But it looks like you've got the worst of him. Quietbreeze is too soft to let him get that angry with him." She chuckled softly, flicking her tail towards Briarflame's cheek. Trying to somewhat lighten the mood.
(Auggh, this is terrible I know D:)
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 26, 2017 21:03:42 GMT -5
[ it's okay! don't worry about it c:
mine was really bad xD i get better as i go i just have to build it up. ]
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Briarflame jerked her head up when Silvernight approached her. Studying the she-cat, she gave a small snort and shrugged. "Yeah, it's just a scratch." She mewed, shifting her weight over a bit for the she-cat to settle down. "Thanks." She flicked her ears as the stinging subsided. Maybe she wouldn't need to go to the healers' den. After all, it was just a scratch, and Mothlight would fly into a frenzy. Shaking her head at the thought, she let her attention fall back on Silvernight. "He's such a foxheart sometimes." She grumbled, flashing her yellow gaze across camp before losing back at the she-cat beside her. "He's a good protector but ever since his mate died it's like he's changed into a completely different cat. I mean, I get it and all, but it's not the end of the world. There's more important things." The she-cat twitched her whiskers. What she was saying was harsh, but part of her believed it. Her mother hadn't gone postal when Adderflame died, so why did Cherrystorm have to? Sighing, she gave a small chuckle at Silvernight. "I could've done better had Nettlemask not intervened, but I guess he came in at the right time." Briarflame knew she could have bounced back after the attack, but for now she would have to get over it and take the loss.
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 26, 2017 21:03:57 GMT -5
Nettlemask was right, of course he was. Icetail couldn’t have said it any better himself. The other tom was quick to realize things, quick to figure out how things should be. He would make a good elite once Icetail found himself in his rightful position as omen-teller. The white tomcat had already decided on who would make good elites and who wouldn’t. He was practically all the way prepared for his ascent to leadership. Nettlemask for an elite, Nightstorm for a second. The dark-furred tomcat would make a good addition to the rank of elites, and Icetail would be sure to speak with the other tom before long. As for his third elite, well… He had considered Mothlight for a long time, but he would be contradicting himself. It would just be like Amberstep and Honeyteller, and Icetail was not going to be a cat like his sister. He was going to be much better than his mouse-brained sister. He had considered Leafbriar after dismissing Mothlight. She was young and inexperienced still, but she would mature as an elite. Icetail would talk to her soon as well. Icetail was thrown out of his thoughts when he heard Nettlemask speak up. He nodded, tail twitching as he took in those words. His amber eyes turned to look over at Gingerear, watching as the she-cat began to slowly wake up. ”Yet Honeyteller put Gingerear aside for Amberstep. Pathetic really. While no cat wants their leader to be injured, you are right, it should have been her in here instead of me.”
Icetail said no more as Breezepaw continued with treating the elite's wounds. The white tom grimaced as the poultice was applied to one of his worst wounds. This should be Honeyteller, not me. I shouldn't be the one stuck in here getting treated. Injuries were part of being a Clan cat, Icetail knew that, but that didn't mean he had to enjoy it. He was proud to wear scars he had received for his Clan, but actually getting them healed was the part Icetail hated. After the slight sting faded, Icetail turned to eye the young tenderpaw. "Your training seems to be coming along well. Surely you'll have me healed in no time." It was a small praise to say the least, but coming from Icetail it could easily mean so much more than a small compliment. - - -
Cherrystorm let out a slow huff. He had to admit that Soothawk had a point. He slowed down and then stopped, tail twitching slowly as he waited for the other two felines to catch up. The tabby already had spotted a fox some days back, and he knew he was lucky to have gotten away from it without the fox turning aggressive. ”You’re right,” he muttered almost bitterly at admitting to Soothawk’s comment. ”If we’re attacked we won’t be able to find Sagepaw…” That was his reasoning behind agreeing with the other tomcat. After he spoke up about his opinion he began to pad off once more, following the familiar path down to the river. |
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 26, 2017 21:10:56 GMT -5
Breezepaw had heard a portion of what Icetail had been saying to Nettlemask as he returned to the elite with the marigold poultice in his jaws. It piqued the tenderpaw's interest- what's going on with Honeyteller? To a relatively young cat like him, this was insider information that he would rarely get to hear. Was our omen-teller really that irresponsible? She hasn't initiated any actions against the foxes. Maybe that's why.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he placed the poultice down and spread some over his paws. "This might sting a little," he told the white tom as he began to apply the ointment. The crimson marks contrasted Icetail's white fur, making it easier for Breezepaw to pinpoint where exactly his wounds were. He set aside most of the poultice for the deep gash on his back. Pressing down on his wounds, he checked for any reaction, ready to reduce the pressure should Icetail flinch from the pain.
Mapleflight watched in disbelief as Cherrystorm and his companions marched out of the camp. "Mouse-dung!" she turned to Falconmist and shook her head. "How did he find out?" The ginger protector felt something cold slowly seep into her veins- it was the aftermath, the feeling of helplessness as she pictured her brother losing his precious daughter. She could almost imagine the weight of loneliness that Cherrystorm carried with him. Oh, Sagepaw, why did you have to run away?
"Should we follow them?" she asked no one in particular, shaking off the negative energy that haunted her each time Cherrystorm seemed to explode with uncontrollable emotion. There was simply no time to curl up in a corner and sulk- it was not only Sagepaw that was missing, but three other tenderpaws as well. Honeyteller was nowhere in sight, and both elites were injured. A shiver traveled down her spine as pictured a fox stalking the lost young cats. We have to do something. |
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 26, 2017 21:12:37 GMT -5
(May the brainwashing begin. I feel like Nightstorm will backstab Icetail so hard.)
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 26, 2017 21:14:06 GMT -5
ahh sorry i missed that post o:
let me go edit ice's reply real quick |D
do it, night, do itttt
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 26, 2017 21:19:03 GMT -5
( I was reading the front page and realised there's only Icetail and Mothlight who are mates. There goes our kit supply. Does anyone want to rp crushes/mates with me because idm!  )
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 26, 2017 21:20:30 GMT -5
i have romances going on with all my cats except cherry [he probably won't have a romance to be honest], but none are as developed as ice and moth xD
if you want i can maybe make a new cat to do a romance with one of yours??
also edited my ice reply c:
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Post by noble. on Apr 26, 2017 21:22:14 GMT -5
( I was reading the front page and realised there's only Icetail and Mothlight who are mates. There goes our kit supply. Does anyone want to rp crushes/mates with me because idm! ) .u. /waves hey sup /pulls kitties out of trench coat hear you need some cats >  |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 26, 2017 21:22:33 GMT -5
[ I'm totally up for romances! the rest of my cats are free >3 ]
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 26, 2017 21:23:08 GMT -5
Nettlemask twitched the tip of his tail as Breezepaw stood over Icetail. He kept sneaking glances at the younger tom, making sure he wasn't paying too much attention to the conversation going on. But who was he kidding? Of course the tom was. Who wouldn't? Averting his attention back to Icetail, Nettlemask flattened his ears to his head when the tome spoke. "That's not what I said." He mewed, keeping his voice low. "I meant it could have been her, and it's just a bit wrong that she isn't here trying to justify that." Honeyteller was still his leader; she deserved at least a bit of respect, even from Nettlemask. The small tom nodded sharply to Breezepaw as he worked, keeping silent for the remainder of the time.
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Soothawk felt relief wash over him when Cherrystorm stopped. He gave a small purr when the tom agreed, and stepped up beside him. "We'll find them." He mewed, lightly pressing his nose against the ginger tabby's ear in comfort. "I promise. They're going to be fine." After a quick moment he pulled away from the tom and headed on. He could pick up the faint scent of the three, but it was certainly stale. They had gotten much farther than he had hoped, but Soothawk still had faith that he, Cherrystorm, and Falloweyes would find them.
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Post by noble. on Apr 26, 2017 21:31:54 GMT -5
Falloweyes & Cherrystorm & Soothawk } Falloweyes followed after the two tom's closely as her heart began to beat in her chest. Being in camp was a completely different story than walking around the forest. Though she did carry a brave heart that didn't change the fact that anxiety shook it at it's roots. Ears perked in alertness she swiveled her head around, casting her eyes along the horizon to make sure there were no enemies lurking nearby. Ground clan's camp was the closes she had ever come to feeling safe before she was taken from the warmth of her mother's belly. Her clanmates might hate her nor welcome her with smiles, but she did appreciate all of them. It was they who made her feel safe at the end of the day and be able to sleep most nights. It was Soothawk's voice that dragged her from her thoughts. "The lass' got other paws with her, she'll be alright," she spoke softly, making an attempt to reassure the father tho she knew no matter what her words wouldn't be welcomed.
this post is DOOKIE
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Post by noble. on Apr 26, 2017 21:36:37 GMT -5
[ all of my cats (rye, brackentail, fallowneyes, heatherstep ) are open for romances ~ ALSO FeathertalonI think i'm going to make Brackentail a healer if thats ok c: ] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 26, 2017 21:37:44 GMT -5
sounds good c;
i'll add him as a healer in a bit~
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 26, 2017 21:37:57 GMT -5
[ claim all my cats y'all want
But I'll make a reply tomorrow, go ahead and skip ahead without me if you'd like^^ ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 26, 2017 21:56:24 GMT -5
Honestly Icetail didn’t care all that much if Breezepaw overheard a lot of what was being said. What was being said was true, and if Breezepaw was smart he would realize just that. It would be a good step to get some of the younger cats on his side as they were the next generation of GroundClan. Some day one of these current tenderpaws could very well be the omen-teller after Icetail so he had to make sure that the cat to lead after him continued to keep the Clan strong. Just before Icetail could ask what Nettlemask had actually meant in his last statement, the Bengal clarified the meaning of his words. Icetail nodded in understanding. ”That you are right, Nettlemask. You would think she would be doing such a thing, especially if she’s as good an omen-teller as some think. You yourself would make a much better omen-teller than Honeyteller,” Icetail mewed to Nettlemask with a slight shrug of his shoulder, the movement feeling weird with the poultice on his flank and back. He truly believed Nettlemask would make a well leader, at least a leader that had more decency and loyalty to his cats than Honeyteller was currently showing.
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To be honest Cherrystorm was glad that at least some cats were trying to help him find his daughter. Three noses were better than one, even if one nose belonged to a cat that Cherrystorm didn’t see as an actual Clanmate. His daughter had to be getting closer by every pawstep the group took. They would find her, they had to… His world depended on it. The ginger tabby jumped at Soothawk’s touch. He turned as his fur warmed up with embarrassment at being spooked by the other tom. Cherrystorm cleared his throat in an attempt to distract himself from his own embarrassment. ”I sure hope so,” he breathed as he continued down the path. Cherrystorm had been sure they would have found the four by now, but it seemed as if they had gotten much farther than initially expected. A new seed of worry began to grow in the anxious father as he came to the river’s edge. There was no sign of his daughter as far as he could see. His fur bristled, and Falloweyes’s comment didn’t help much with his anxiety. ”Tenderpaws aren’t safe out here by themselves. They’re young and hare-brained. No telling what could go wrong.” Cherrystorm lashed his tail as he looked around in frustration for any signs of Sagepaw. He parted his jaws to take in a deep breath. She’s been around here recently, though… This gave the tom new energy. Without thinking he hared forward, not even caring that he was getting his paws in the shallow area of the river right now. |
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 26, 2017 21:56:55 GMT -5
(I have all my characters free too. You can pick between Breezepaw (the small cinnamon bun), Nightstorm (the big cinnamon bun) and Mapleflight (not so cinnamon bun).)
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 26, 2017 21:58:37 GMT -5
[ can I maybe claim one ]
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 26, 2017 22:08:17 GMT -5
Icetail said no more as Breezepaw continued with treating the elite's wounds. The white tom grimaced as the poultice was applied to one of his worst wounds. This should be Honeyteller, not me. I shouldn't be the one stuck in here getting treated. Injuries were part of being a Clan cat, Icetail knew that, but that didn't mean he had to enjoy it. He was proud to wear scars he had received for his Clan, but actually getting them healed was the part Icetail hated. After the slight sting faded, Icetail turned to eye the young tenderpaw. "Your training seems to be coming along well. Surely you'll have me healed in no time." It was a small praise to say the least, but coming from Icetail it could easily mean so much more than a small compliment.
Breezepaw didn't expect a word of praise to be coming from Icetail. As a kit he was always intimidated by the strong-willed elite, and held him in high respect. "Ah, I have a fantastic mentor, that's why," the tenderpaw smiled as he spoke of Willowbird- another cat that Breezepaw grew to admire. Despite her twisted paw, there was always a positive spark in the healer whether she was treating the injured or teaching him. Rarely did she ever complain about her disability. "I wouldn't have learnt this much without her."
With that, the silver tom did one final check on Icetail's wounds, purring when he realised that the bleeding was already stopping. The grotesque wound on his back wasn't as bloody as before, and with all the patching up, it was now just a cobweb-plastered red line tracing his spine. "You're recovering quite fast. You'll have yourself healed in no time." |
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Post by ᴊᴀʏғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 26, 2017 22:08:43 GMT -5
[ can I maybe claim one ] (Which one is itttttt) |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 26, 2017 22:16:39 GMT -5
[ im not sureee
Can I get back to you tomorrow after I can look over them? ;-; ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 27, 2017 10:30:21 GMT -5
It was true that Icetail was a harsher sort of cat. He wasn't one to give out praise where he felt it wasn't deserved, and he for sure didn't congratulate cats on good jobs if he didn't feel it weren't true. To praise Breezepaw in even a small fashion was certainly a victory for the young feline still in training. Icetail believed that Breezepaw would make a fine healer one day, especially if he continued to work hard. Already Icetail was feeling much better and less tattered. Mothlight had worked wonders on his wounds already, but Breezepaw had been a huge help just the same. The white-furred tom would even go as far as to say that Breezepaw had done more work than some of the full-fledged healers. Perhaps soon the young tom should receive his full status in the Clan as a healer. "Your mentor is Willowbird, correct?" He asked with a flick of his tail. "She's a fine healer as well." His words were more dismissive then praising this time around. Willowbird was an interesting cat with or without her twisted paw. A friendly cat, she made it easy for younger cats to not feel scared while in the healers' den. But there were times, as Icetail had observed, when the she-cat was perhaps too trusting. She didn't seem to assume that there could very well be a darkness in a cat's soul. It was a flaw that the elite saw in the healer, but he knew that there were worst flaws to have.
'You're recovering quite fast'. That was good to hear. Icetail rolled his shoulders in a display of pride in himself. "That's good to hear. The sooner I'm back on all my duties, the better." And the faster I'll be able to show other cats the true unworthiness of Honeyteller as our omen-teller. |
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 27, 2017 14:32:42 GMT -5
Nettlemask looked at Icetail with a tilt of his head, whiskers twitching. Did the tom really mean that? A feeling of pride swelled in his chest at the words. Him? An omen-teller? He gave a small smile at the thought. Nettleteller.. It had a nice ring to it. He thumped his tail against the ground in silence as he watched the healer tenderpaw work. Boy, would he hate to have that job. So much memorization, so many meticulous movements... The tabby tom knew he would never been good at something like that, but he was thankful the healers were. The clan would be so worse off without them.
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When he felt Cherrystorm jerk away, Soothawk let out a small sneeze as the tom's fur brushed past his nose. Shaking it off, he twitched his ears and headed on. He hoped the tom had taken it as a gesture of comfort and nothing else, he didn't need his mind occupied with false thoughts. Soothawk was simply trying to be a friend. When Falloweyes spoke, the tom looked back at her, offering a weak smile in comfort. He knew the she-cat was just trying to do her best, and Soothawk appreciated that. He may not have agreed with the decision to let Falloweyes in the clan, but now she was in clanmate and he would treat her as one. He turned back around and followed after Cherrystorm, flattening his ears slightly as they approached the river. The thought of his and Dandelionmilk's experience flooded into his memory, though he shook the uneasy feeling away. Hopefully nothing had happened to the tenderpaws out here, though Cherrystorm seemed certain they had crossed.
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Post by Amber on Apr 27, 2017 16:52:35 GMT -5
Were the tenderpaw's spending the night alone out in the wild? 8o
or were they being found? 8o
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Post by noble. on Apr 27, 2017 17:27:46 GMT -5
Falloweyes & Cherrystorm & Soothawk } Falloweyes' ears flattened against her head as Cherrystorm became more and more frantic. She could understand his hysteria to a point, she had lost cats she held dearly to her. Though she couldn't imagine losing a child. Her heart ached in her chest as she remembered her mother, "Got's to hurt more than that". Falloweyes continued to hang back, anticipating Cherrystorm to finally snap and come after her. She felt that if anything bad happened she would somehow attract unwanted attention. She was trying to fit in. She really was. The protector did her duties and then some, she was just having a hard time adjusting to the clan life. There were so many cats, so so many and always around. The fae just wasn't use to conversing with so many, especially within a short time span. Though she was growing and beginning to speak up more and more. However, for now she swore herself to silence and just followed the two tons to lend her claws and nose.
DOOKIE dookie
dumb question : but how fare did sage and the rest of the tender paws get?
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Post by Feathertalon on Apr 27, 2017 21:05:21 GMT -5
i cant reply or anything just yet but popping in to say a thing ye
the tenderpaws [sage and co] im just gonna say are pretty far and the patrol won't find them
i have the subplot of this on the front where the tenderpaws to leave for a while, but if anybody involved in the plot doesnt want to do that we don't have to and they can be found uvu
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Post by Rushingwolf on Apr 27, 2017 21:19:42 GMT -5
[ I can tomorrow! Sorry I wasn't on today. ]
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Post by a diamond's pearl on Apr 27, 2017 21:30:18 GMT -5
(He everyone <3 Sorry this reply is so late. A girl's good, monthly neighbor Steve showed up and things got pretty crappy D:)
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Silvernight sat quietly for a moment. Staring at Briarflame blankly. This definitely wasn't her thing. This... emotional and cheering up thing. In her life she had never let anything or anyone get to her. Everthing was literally a joke in the she-cats mind. But this wasn't her brother. Briarflame wasn't the same soft, quiet, tom that never stood up for himself. This was someone she barely even knew. Don't mess up. "Hey, don't beat yourself up. It isn't your fault that Cherrystorm is too focused in the past to care about the future. Now I-" She paused, looking away for a moment thinking before speaking(because, how embarrassing would that be?). "I'm not very experienced in the stage of grieving. But I'm pretty sure Hollyheart wouldn't want him to be like that." The topic soon began to drift as Silvernight began to spill her own thoughts. Yeah it was best to keep them to herself, but, hmph, no one else would lsiten. Maybe Briarflame would. "I know how Sagepaw must feel. Being ordered around, trained in a specific way. Worried over for the smallest thing. I mean.... I can only imagine what her life must be like. Me and Quietbreeze never even got to meet our father. Let alone having him follow us around to make sure we're okay." Alright, too far. Too much had been said. Too many feelings and emotions spilled. She cleared her throat sitting up and fidgeting her tail awkwardly. "But, yeah, don't stress over him. Alright?"
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