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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 0:22:01 GMT -5
oh, i can explain!
did your rank go to something like "Santa's Little Kitten"?
basically, there are special ranks among the ones that are obvious (ex.: warrior, med. cat).
hmm, I can show you one or two, if you'd like?
317 is leprechaun(sp.) by the way.
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 0:34:49 GMT -5
yes, it was pi x] they correspond to your post count; so, for example, yours is at 316 right now. once it turns to 317, the stars can change color or shape (like to cakes). edit -- imgur.com/a/x0ofI someone made an album of them, this is impressive |
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 0:38:36 GMT -5
understandable; the question does get asked a lot.
no problem!
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 0:45:57 GMT -5
i bet you are ;D
pretty good, struggling with some stupid thing in photoshop though. how're you?
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 0:59:08 GMT -5
for a moment, i thought "cyclops", but then i remembered that's one eye not three. rip logic
i like being able to relax, though i'm tempted to destroy this graphic rn
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 1:08:42 GMT -5
aHHH IT'S SO FLUFFY
SO FLUFFY AND IT'S ADORABLE AH OH MY GOD <333
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 1:12:58 GMT -5
FLUFFY CATS ARE THE BEST, TBH
ONE EYED, THREE EYED, FOUR EYED-- ANY EYES - AMAZING
GLASSES TOO!
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 2:04:09 GMT -5
SCREAMS
IT LOOKS EVEN BETTER COLORED
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 2:13:32 GMT -5
I LOVE GRADIENTS AS LONG AS THE COLORS GO WELL TOGETHER
ESPECIALLY THAT COMBO OOOOH, IT SOUNDS SO PRETTY
GRADIENTS LIKE RED & BROWN ARE NASTY
paradise gradient ™
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 2:52:03 GMT -5
HOLY WOW
YOUR ART IS AMAZING, I LOVE THE COLORS YOU USE AND THE DESIGNS, WHOOOAAAA.
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 17:15:16 GMT -5
You're welcome o:
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 19:32:30 GMT -5
hollowstep & crowpaw & feathercreek .. rainclan's camp
"Thank you, Rivernose," she murmured softly before the other she-cat left. Really, she couldn't thank the warrior enough- she didn't need to carry her, but she had done so anyways, and now two capable (but still...dangerous? Hollowstep had been taught that anyone in the clan was dangerous, even the kits) medicine cats were taking care of her. She'd be fine, at least, but she wasn't sure about her kits- there was so much worry in her.
"Of course," Crowpaw said briefly, sorting out the cobwebs and some marigold from what Feathercreek had brought out. He efficiently cleaned and patched up the wounds he could see before moving her- Hollowstep couldn't hide a sound of pain- and getting the other side. "That's a lot of wounds," he said to himself, musing over the possibilities- multiple cats attacking? One fast, strong cat that Hollowstep barely got away from? Some of the wounds would definitely scar."
Hollowstep hissed softly at the pain as her wounds were cleaned. What luck- but the sting was only temporary, and Crowpaw was talking as he did so. She could hear something that sounded like "kits are most likely safe" and relief slammed through her- the tension slowly left her body. She could sleep now- they were safe. She was....most likely safe.
Even if a lot of cats outside could come in and kill her.
Nothing could really stop her falling asleep, now that she wasn't extremely worried. She slowly drifted off under the watchful eye of Feathercreek and her apprentice, putting all of her trust in them to do something.
It was a long moment before Crowpaw spoke up again, contemplative and wondering. "I wonder what kind of monsters EmberClan cats are, to harm an expecting queen like this." & crowpaw & hollowstep .. rainclan's camp
Amber eyes hovering over Hollowstep's scarred figure, Feathercreek couldn't believe how many wounds that she saw. She tried to count them, but it was useless; she was clearly going to have some scars left, possibly deep ones too. Whiskers twitching, she turned to the sleek tom as she inspected the queen's back. "It's more than a lot," she mumbled, licking at her unkempt fur slowly. "I wouldn't be surprised if she will have scars left. She's endured a great deal of pain."
Once she finished licking Hollowstep's unkempt fur and patching up several cuts found along her backside. "Would you like me to check on the kits, Crowpaw?" the medicine cat asked before padding over to him. "Or I can show you how to do it? I'm sure she will be asleep soon, so we can do it then. I don't want to wake her up too much."
The fact that no cats had busted through the medicine den was surprising to the silver feline as she had expected an uproar from her clanmates. However, it was possible that Fogstar or Kestrelheart had the situation under control and were giving them space to take care of the EmberClan queen. The silence inside their den made her a bit uneasy, but it was clear that she and Crowpaw didn't know what to say.
Really.. What could they say but judge EmberClan? They could have almost murdered their own for all they cared and left her to die. "I'm not sure, but whatever ones they are, EmberClan warriors are all the same. It's unbelievable that they would go as far as to attack their own so violently," she meowed, eyes narrowing in distaste at the thought of the rival clan. "I truly hope Fogstar does something about this. It's unacceptable and cruel."
She could only imagine what it was like to be in Hollowstep's place; having your own clanmates tear at your flesh and leave you to die. It was appalling that EmberClan could do this to their own, even a queen that was carrying kits. Could her mate be one of the attackers? Surely one cat couldn't have done this on their own unless they are strong enough.. the feline wondered, pausing for a moment. Unless she's willing to open up to us and speak, we will never know the truth.
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Post by Sand on Jul 18, 2017 22:06:36 GMT -5
sure! <3 ]
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yo i like cats
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Post by exceed on Jul 19, 2017 14:58:51 GMT -5
hollowstep & fogstar & kestrelheart & feathercreek .. rainclan camp
"It would be risky to attack EmberClan right now, even over a queen. Their forest has too many places for them to hide. We'd be best asking for information from her, although I doubt much will be given even though she was attacked by her own Clanmates. It was her home for most of her life, after all."
"Hm. Feathercreek....oh, the queen is waking up."
Her whole body ached. Hollowstep winced as she moved a bit, tiredly opening her eyes. It was much better than before, but she still wasn't doing all that well- but it seemed like there was no chance of death now unless her wounds became infected. She looked up to see three cats in front of her and blinked- one was a calico, the other was a ginger tabby, and the third was Feathercreek.
".....Hello?" She curled up a bit, subtly guarding her stomach as she carefully watched them. She didn't know who they were- they could be hostile or angry, although at the moment she slightly doubted that. The two cats held themselves like leaders, and Hollowstep blinked when the calico she-cat dipped her head to her.
"Hello. I am Fogstar, and that is Kestrelheart." Her smile was friendly, which made her relax a tiny bit. "We weren't able to visit yesterday- we were calming cats down after you arrived- but we're here now. It's good to see that you're well."
"I'm...alright." What was Fogstar going to tell Feathercreek before she woke up? That was a mystery, but it most likely would never be solved. "Are...are, um, the cats angry that I'm here? I can't really fault them for that." She looked downcast, a bit sad (fake- she was alert and cautious and wary) and in some pain, but she just sighed.
"Yes, most were," Kestrelheart said simply, glancing at her before standing. "Now, most are shocked that EmberClan would do something like harm a queen. Queens are precious.... at least to us, it seems. I'll go organize patrols," he meowed to Fogstar, who dipped her head. "Goodbye."
At the sudden departure of Kestrelheart, she looked down at her wounds- some still with cobwebs on- and curled up, observing Fogstar as she turned to Feathercreek quietly and spoke in a voice that she couldn't hear. Her body language was saying that she had no worry about Hollowstep, and that made her seethe but she said nothing. Nothing at all, nothing whatsoever. She was the hurt queen.
Out of earshot, Fogstar was softly speaking to Feathercreek. "I want you to find out any details about EmberClan that you can. While she's in here, even after she goes to the nursery, keep trying. You'll need to check up on her anyways. Alright?" |
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Post by Sand on Jul 21, 2017 20:43:34 GMT -5
feathercreek & fogstar & kestrelheart & hollowstep .. rainclan camp
Immersed by Fogstar and Kestrelheart's conversation, Feathercreek was listening closely to the two felines as they discussed the top priority, Hollowstep. Barely hearing Fogstar speak, she perked her ears up to see her patient waking up. It felt like that Hollowstep had been the medicine cat's den for moons instead of sunrises. Her plumy tail curled around her paws softly as her leader introduced herself and the deputy, who was silent. He didn't have much to add to the conversation, considering that the calico she-cat was doing all the talking.
Amber eyes wandering, the medicine cat was keeping an eye on the queen's patched up injuries. It appeared that most of the cobwebs had stuck in place though some on her backside were falling off. I'll have to re-dress her wounds, she thought before eyeing Fogstar. It was clear that the leader wasn't concerned about the injured queen at all, only holding matter for their clan.
For Feathercreek, she saw herself stuck in the middle. Sure, she held some concern for her clan, but her duty was to care and hold responsibility for the dark brown tabby before her. She was what mattered most to the fluffy she-cat as compared to her clanmates, who were more upset than ever. She had hardly left the den for she feared confrontation with the very outspoken warriors, elders, and maybe some apprentices. If only she knew how to answer their snarls, she wouldn't be so cooped up.
The sound of the calico's soft voice, she immediately straightened up, uncurling her tail from her paws and giving her undivided attention to Fogstar. Details..? What would a cat like Hollowstep know about her own clan? She doesn't seem like the type to... she mused, leaving her thoughts unfinished. "Of course, Fogstar. I'm sure it won't take much to get anything out of her. I will do what I can," the silver-white feline mewed quietly. "I understand. Is there a certain time you would like me to report back to you? I don't want her suspecting me of anything wrong."
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yo i like cats
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Post by exceed on Jul 22, 2017 20:40:21 GMT -5
fogstar & feathercreek & hollowstep .. rainclan camp
Fogstar blinked slowly at Feathercreek, her movements calm and languid. She really didn't seem the type to be a strong leader at times until her temper or determination rose- and only her eyes gave any sense of her intensity. Her back was to the queen as she spoke, soft and measured. Her tail swept from side to side. "Keep track of everything she says- even innocent remarks about the territory or her younger days. She was attacked, yes, but that doesn't mean she'll give much if asked directly. The queen is still EmberClan at heart, and it will be time until she will answer direct questions."
She really was an intelligent leader- she got to the top not by being utterly ruthless, but by understanding what made cats what they were. Any advice like that was to be heeded and taken to heart. The calico she-cat dipped her head to the medicine cat with a small smile and got to her paws. "I do hope she turns her heart to RainClan eventually, however. Let us see that she does. Tell me whatever you find any time that the queen is asleep."
With that, Fogstar padded out of the medicine cat den, leaving the two alone. Crowpaw was elsewhere, it seemed- but that was no matter.
Hollowstep kept her confusion to herself as she watched the leader go. Only a blink gave anything away before she shifted and hissed at the pain, wincing. The bleeding might have mostly stopped, but it would take time, so much time before everything got better.
Her resentment towards her Clanmates grew by a small measure- but not enough for her to recognize it besides a bitter feeling. The ache spread and she laid her head on the ground with a soft sigh. Everything hurt, and she just had to rest. Hollowstep watched Feathercreek quietly, waiting for her to do something, anything. She and her apprentice could be the only cats keeping her from boredom for the entirety of her stay here. |
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Post by Sand on Jul 23, 2017 0:12:22 GMT -5
feathercreek & hollowstep & fogstar .. rainclan's camp
This would be an easy mission, right? Feathercreek was sure that Hollowstep wouldn't expect the slightest .. out of her as she was a medicine cat. Her role had made her seem innocent, even clueless at times; or so she hoped that it did because she was going to need it now more than ever. "I'll do anything I can, Fogstar. No need for you to worry; I'm sure I have this under control," she mewed, though she was unsure of her own statement.
Could she really pull this off in front of an EmberClan queen? Was it as easy as her leader made it seem? The repetitive questions flooded her thoughts, leaving her to drown among them. Maybe.. Maybe this would be more complicated than she first thought. Whether it was or not.. she had to try. She was going to do it no matter what and she was going to be capable of it, despite being certain that she wasn't.
"I'm sure she will. Convincing her won't take much, at all. Her own clan injured her, possibly could have killed her own kits. No queen would hang on to that, now would they?" the silver-white feline declared, lifting one of her front paws and licking it. She quickly forced her paw down before dipping her head in goodbye to the calico she-cat. "Have a good day, Fogstar."
Amidst Fogstar's departure, Feathercreek's amber eyes grew inquisitive as they reached Hollowstep's dark pelt. Taking a quick peek out of the medicine den, she made sure that no other cats were around planning to eavesdrop or barge in without permission. The feline traipsed over to the queen with a small bundle of herbs in her maw, carefully dropping them besides Hollowstep's front paws. "Ah, you're finally awake. Did you sleep all right? Hopefully Crowpaw and I weren't too loud during the night, we had a bit of a situation on our paws," the medicine cat meowed, veering from a long explanation. Knowing the dark tabby's injuries, she was most likely exhausted. Feathercreek couldn't blame her; long days like the ones she had would take its toll on her body and possibly the kits.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to redress your wounds. It won't take too long, you can try and rest while I do it. Don't move too much though."
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yo i like cats
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Post by exceed on Jul 23, 2017 17:05:44 GMT -5
hollowstep & feathercreek .. rainclan camp
As the medicine cat came over, Hollowstep only let out a small hum.
"I slept like a log," she said eventually, stretching out just a bit and ignoring the way her body protested. "I've always been a pretty heavy sleeper." Her tired smile was soft, like a queen grateful for the help she was given- Hollowstep really was thankful, but her cautious nature usually didn't have a typical reaction. Even now she laid with her belly as protected as it could be in her exhaustion. They were the only things worth living for besides her mission- her family was dead.
"That's fine," the queen mumbled as she allowed Feathercreek to redress her wounds. They were healing.....well, she wasn't sure what she had expected. It would be a while until they were fully healed, but from what it looked like it would perhaps be a half-moon before she'd be able to freely move around for a short amount of time, and longer for her stamina to build back up. She'd be scarred forever.
She watched Feathercreek quietly for a long moment, relaxed, before deciding to talk. She needed conversation if she wasn't go go insane- and with a little smile on her face, she spoke with a curious tone, a small smile on her face.
"So, what made you become a medicine cat?" Her thoughts drifted idly back to EmberClan while she spoke. Their medicine cat, Rabbitsplash, had been forced into the role because he had been deemed too small or weak to be a good fighter. He was a brilliant medicine cat, but Hollowstep had seen the resentment in his eyes when he looked at Sunstar or any of the stronger warriors. If it had just been a kinder time, he could have perhaps been a warrior of his own- but it was war against RainClan, and so the weak were cast aside or not used for battle. |
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