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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 16:47:52 GMT -5
(Sorry it took me so long to get these up, the place I volunteer at was weirdly busy for a Monday.)
Willowheart | Medicine Cat | Brindleflight
Willowheart is a small, slender gray she-cat whose pelt is streaked with faint tabby stripes which grow darker closer to her paws. Her eyes are a bright blue, and she has a small patch of white fur on her chest. Willowheart is a sarcastic, no-nonsense kind of cat who has little patience for whining or complaining. She is constantly on the move, running from one thing to the next, and as a result this busy she-cat often has bits of herbs stuck to her pelt. She and Owlfrost are littermates.
Aspenpaw | Apprentice | Brindleflight
Aspenpaw is a mostly white tom whose pelt is speckled with patches of dark gray tabby fur. His eyes are a dark green, and his tail is banded with dark ring-like markings. He is an excitable young cat with an eagerness to learn, though his curiosity makes him easily distracted, as he wants to learn everything he can about anything new he happens across.
Owlfrost | Warrior | Brindleflight
Owlfrost is a very dark gray tom with pale amber eyes and a white chest and underbelly. His tail is tipped in white, as well as his front left and back right paws. Owlfrost is a bit of a grouch, and quarrels with his sister Willowheart often. He isn't fond of large crowds or particularly loud cats, and can get especially prickly if he's in a situation where he feels uncomfortable.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 16:50:21 GMT -5
(Sorry it took me so long to get these up, the place I volunteer at was weirdly busy for a Monday.) Willowheart | Medicine Cat | Brindleflight Willowheart is a small, slender gray she-cat whose pelt is streaked with faint tabby stripes which grow darker closer to her paws. Her eyes are a bright blue, and she has a small patch of white fur on her chest. Willowheart is a sarcastic, no-nonsense kind of cat who has little patience for whining or complaining. She is constantly on the move, running from one thing to the next, and as a result this busy she-cat often has bits of herbs stuck to her pelt. She and Owlfrost are littermates. Aspenpaw | Apprentice | Brindleflight Aspenpaw is a mostly white tom whose pelt is speckled with patches of dark gray tabby fur. His eyes are a dark green, and his tail is banded with dark ring-like markings. He is an excitable young cat with an eagerness to learn, though his curiosity makes him easily distracted, as he wants to learn everything he can about anything new he happens across. Owlfrost | Warrior | Brindleflight Owlfrost is a very dark gray tom with pale amber eyes and a white chest and underbelly. His tail is tipped in white, as well as his front left and back right paws. Owlfrost is a bit of a grouch, and quarrels with his sister Willowheart often. He isn't fond of large crowds or particularly loud cats, and can get especially prickly if he's in a situation where he feels uncomfortable. (Accepted!! I love Willowheart <3 you can start roleplaying whenever you like. Aspenpaw's mentor will be Rowanstorm.) |
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 16:57:18 GMT -5
(Thanks! I'll go write a starter up real quick.)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 17:00:34 GMT -5
[ Sorry for poof! Aspenpaw is adorable.
I should write some stuff up for Rowan, Vixen and Ves. ]
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 17:08:46 GMT -5
Owlfrost sat down, his tail flicking irritably back and forth as he watched Willowheart busily sorting herbs. The gray she-cat turned, giving him an annoyed look as she shook a bit of dried herb from her forepaw. "Don't you have something you need to be doing?" She snapped, straightening a small pile of leaves. "I've had quite enough of you today." The dark-furred tom flattened his ears against his head, baring his teeth at her as she turned back to her herbs. "Fine, I'll just leave you alone with your plants." He got up, stalking out of the entrance and into the bright sunlight of the camp.
Aspenpaw emerged from the apprentices' den with a little yawn and a stretch of his hind legs. He paused to give his chest fur a few quick licks, then looked around the camp for his mentor. He spotted Owlfrost leaving the medicine den, but saw no sign of Rowanstorm, so he sat down in front of the apprentices' den, wrapping his tail neatly over his paws as he waited.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 17:14:01 GMT -5
Redheart searched the camp for stirring clanmates; sure enough, cats were exiting dens and ready to begin the day. She saw Owlfrost coming out of the medicine den and called out to him where she sat on Basking Rocks. "Owlfrost! Is Willowheart busy?"
Troutstar pulled himself out of his den and into the outside world. The sunlight made his eyes sting but he pretended to not notice it. He saw Redheart where she usually was - at the deputy's spot of honor, probably giving orders to someone or another. She was a bossy cat, he reflected to himself, but she got her job done, and more. The weak leader yawned before hobbling over to the gathering of cats at Redheart's paws.
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 17:28:14 GMT -5
Owlfrost's ears pricked, and he immediately wiped the sour expression from his face before answering his deputy. "No, she's just sorting things," He answered, trying to keep any irritation from his voice. "Did you need her for something?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 17:28:17 GMT -5
» Rowanstorm
Rowanstorm padded out of the warriors den, awoken with all the ruckus going on. Warriors and apprentices alike preparing for the day. He shook his pelt and began grooming his fur before widening his eyes. He'd completely forgot he had an apprentice! He glanced around for Aspenpaw finding the white tom at the front of the apprentices den, waiting for him.
» Vixenpaw
Vixenpaw gathered to her paws having been awoken from Antpaw, Hawkpaw and now Aspenpaw, she gave up on sleep. Padding to the den, still foggy from sleep she almost ran in Aspenpaw, but she noticed him and changed her direction to not run into him. Glancing around, she noticed Troutstar coming out of the den and heading towards Redheart, Hawkpaw and Antpaw. Her ears perked at the sound of Redheart calling Owlfrost.
» Ves
Ves was in the woods, she wasn't hunting, just exploring. The small grass under her paws, She kept a look out for anything dangerous, but mostly kept an eye out for any clan cats. That was her biggest threat. She heard the scamper of a mouse, but ignore it and kept moving. If she stayed in one place for too long, she was likely to get jumped.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 17:36:46 GMT -5
"If you could take Troutstar to her, it would help." Redheart said. She wasn't going to pretend she wanted Troutstar when we called out patrols - he would put himself on at least two, she knew from experience. "Rowanstorm, Aspenpaw - patrols are about to be called out. Are you interested in being a part of the clan?" She added the last part with a hint of sarcasm in her already annoyed voice.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 17:43:33 GMT -5
Rowanstorm
He something muttered under his breathe, out of Redhearts earshot, "Sorry, didn't realize it was a crime to wake up." He said louder so Redheart can hear, and he said it rather blunty. He didn't have a filter when just waking up. "No one can be as perfect as you, o' Redheart." He reminded, using the same tone she had used to address him as he padded over. "Leave Aspenpaw out of it. He was looking for me, and when that failed, he waited." he said sternly.
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 17:44:54 GMT -5
Owlfrost nodded, walking over to the elderly leader and positioning himself at his side, in case the older cat happened to fall. "Of course," He said, watching out of the corner of his eye as Aspenpaw practically sprinted over to the Basking Rocks. The young apprentice nearly tripped over his own tail before taking a seat, hunching his shoulders as his pelt prickled with embarassment.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 17:52:44 GMT -5
"Curb your tongue, Rowanstorm." Redheart commanded. "You act just like an apprentice." After bullying Antpaw earlier about talking back, she didn't want to bully her fellow warrior as well, but didn't like being disrespected, either. She would probably assign him some awful task later in the day. "Now, patrols. Vixenpaw, Aspenpaw - training with your mentors or another warrior today. Fleetpaw, you can come with me on a border patrol. Antpaw, clean out all the clan's bedding and replace it with new moss today. Rowanstorm, when you are done with training, take Owlfrost and either Rosefoot or Deadleaf on a hunting patrol."
Troutstar grinned a scraggle-tooth smile at Owlfrost. "An escort to the medicine den? Redheart is too nice to me."
(I tried to include cats who are here? eue If anyone wants to jump in later on these patrols because you weren't put in anything, feel free too!)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 17:58:49 GMT -5
» ooc
Vixenpaw's mentor isn't on right now
» Rowanstorm & Fleetpaw
He muttered something again and rolled his eyes. He sat down and wrapped his tail over his paws. He nodded when he was told to take the two cats hunting later that day, he didn't mind Owlfoot, so the task wasn't too bad. He was slightly irritated with Redheart, hating her when she decided to throw in some of her own sarcastic lines and then decide to try and give you some awful job when you retort back after she started it. She could've so left that last line out of it. He thought bitterly. His tail began flickering, expressing his annoyance with her. Fleetpaw looked over at Rowanstorm. The two cats always seem to dislike each other. Rowanstorm gave Redheart a lot of grief, but this time it was provoked from him Fleetpaw did his best to avoid Rowanstorm to try and not get on his bad side. His name was called and he looked up, listening.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 18:01:27 GMT -5
(It's ok, another warrior can train her. Redheart have a session with Fleetpaw and Vixenpaw after their patrol?)
Redheart flicked her tail in a circle, indicating that the announcements were currently over. "That is all." Redheart stepped down from the now warm stone and waited for Fleetpaw.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:06:22 GMT -5
» ooc
Sure c:
» Fleetpaw
Fleetpaw made his way over to Redheart, trotting along passing Aspenpaw and Rowanstorm. He glanced back at Vixenpaw before retuning to focus on Redheart.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 18:07:47 GMT -5
"We'll patrol the border from Three Claws to the meadow." Redheart glanced around. "Vixenpaw, where's your mentor?"
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 18:09:21 GMT -5
Aspenpaw got up and walked a little hesitantly over to Rowanstorm. "So um... What're we doing today?" He asked, trying to sound cheerful. He was looking forward to going out regardless of what they did, and he hoped that his mentor's exchange with Redheart hadn't put him in too bad of a mood.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:13:13 GMT -5
» Vixenpaw
Vixenpaw padded over and sat down, after doing so she shrugged her shoulders. "Out doing things, I suppose." Her voice was rather quiet, but she was close enough for Redheart to hear her. Her tail laid beside her unmoving, and her paws shifted nervously.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 18:15:45 GMT -5
"Well, that's no good." Redheart frowned. Who was Vixenpaw's mentor? Stormchaser. Tch. Typical. "I guess you just have to tag along with Fleetpaw and myself then. Fleetpaw, if you don't mind training with Vixenpaw later, that is?" She asked the tomcat.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:18:56 GMT -5
» Rowanstorm
He glanced over to the fresh-kill pile and saw that it was getting pretty low after the horde of warriors and apprentices woke up. "Lets hunt first, and if there's time, we'll touch up on some battle training." He said watching the young apprentice with amusement.
» Fleetpaw & Vixenpaw
"I don't mind." He said to Redheart, glancing at Vixenpaw once he finished his sentence. Vixenpaw nodded her head in agreement, meeting Fleetpaws gaze. She got to her paws, looking around camp once more.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 18:22:38 GMT -5
"Great. Let's go, then. The borders await our presence," she mewed, the last part more lightly. The red tabby stood and headed towards the camp exit. She beckoned with her tail for the two apprentices to follow.
Troutstar watched Redheart and the other clan cats head off to do their own things. He felt a pang of pain in his stomach, as he did sometimes, but also of longing. I'm not the warrior I used to be, am I? I get banished the medicine den instead.
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 18:29:54 GMT -5
Aspenpaw perked up, trotting towards the entrance with his tail held high. "Okay! Where're we hunting?" He asked over his shoulder. He forced himself to slow down and wait for Rowanstorm at the entrance, kneading the ground in excitement.
Owlfrost started slowly towards the medicine den, not wanting to get too far ahead of Troutstar in case he needed help. "You deserve it, Troutstar. You're a great leader," He said, trying not to dwell on what would happen if he lived to such an old age.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 18:32:48 GMT -5
Troutstar thought for a moment as he walked. "Yes, that's true," he meowed, obviously reflecting deeply on Owlfrost's comment. They reached the medicine den and Troutstar stepped inside first. "Willowheart? Your favorite patient is here to see you aga-" the last words were cut off as a nasty cough racked Troutstar's frail body. He could feel phelgm and mucus forming at the back of his throat and he spat it onto the ground with a final cough.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:36:47 GMT -5
» Rowanstorm
He glanced over to the fresh-kill pile and saw that it was getting pretty low after the horde of warriors and apprentices woke up. "Lets hunt first, and if there's time, we'll touch up on some battle training." He said watching the young apprentice with amusement.
» Fleetpaw & Vixenpaw
"I don't mind." He said to Redheart, glancing at Vixenpaw once he finished his sentence. Vixenpaw nodded her head in agreement, meeting Fleetpaws gaze. She got to her paws, looking around camp once more.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 18:42:41 GMT -5
Redheart didn't sense tension between the two as she trotted up the familiar trail to the Three Claws, but rather unfamiliarity. That was alright, she supposed. Though maybe it wasn't ideal. The small talk between them was good. "I slept like a bear during wintertime," she responded to the question not directed at her. She just wanted to lighten things up a little. Poking Rowanstorm the wrong way earlier made her feel a little bit better for some reason.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 18:54:17 GMT -5
» Vixenpaw & Fleetpaw
"I sleep the best during the fall!" He responded warmly. Vixenpaw was more quiet and didn't really respond after the deputy pipped up. Vixenpaw looked around. They didn't have far to walk before she heard the familiar sound of the streams that made Three Claws. She was a tad bit thirsty, but ignore it, looking up to Redheart, following the deputy. She seemed happier now. "You seem to be in a better mood" She noted nonchalantly, turning her gaze elsewhere.
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Post by Patch on Aug 15, 2016 19:01:40 GMT -5
Willowheart turned, eyeing the puddle of mucus, then grabbed a small bit of tansy and trotted over to the elderly tom. "Good morning Troutstar," She said around the bundle of herbs, then set them down in front of him. "That should help with your cough." She gave the herbs a tiny nudge with her forepaw, then sat down. "Anything else bothering you? Achy joints, sore throat?"
Aspenpaw thought for a moment, wracking his brain. He didn't want to pick a bad spot, but he wasn't quite sure where a particularly good place to hunt was either. "You can pick," He said a after a moment.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 19:10:02 GMT -5
Redheart allowed herself a small grin. "Yes. There must be something in the air." Not too long after, the patrol reached the muddy grass at the foot of the first river branch. The stream itself was shallow and only two catlengths across. "If you are hungry, this is the best place to hunt," she told them, as the followed the first Claw north, to the border. "Since we aren't a hunting patrol you can eat." The clear-running water tinkled softly to the side of her. "Watch out for other predators, though."
"Thank you, Willowheart," Troutstar coughed out. Coughing only made his voice more hoarse and scratchy. The leader crouched lapped at the herbs, making sure to eat all of them; he would not be scolded like a silly apprentice afraid of eating leaves. When he was done, he remained sitting, and answered, "Um... Nothing else," he lied.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 19:20:54 GMT -5
» ooc
Just for refrence Ves is at Split Tail
» Vixenpaw & Fleetpaw
Vixenpaw nodded and looked around cautiously before kneeling down to drink some of the water. Fleetpaw looked up and smelled the air. He didn't grab a bite to eat. He looked at the surrounded trees ears perked. The sound of a small rodent was nearby, and he could smell it. Crouch down he followed the scent and sound. Suddenly the sound stopped and he paused. Trying to catch prey you couldn't see was tricky. He moved slowly, tilting his head he saw the squirrel. He altered his position so that he was facing the squirrel. The squirrel didn't have his back to him and was biting on something in its hand. He moved slowly, his white pelt was distinct and gave him away easily. The squirrel turned his direction, now being compromised he moved quicker. The squirrel began to retreat but he used to squirrels tail to his advantage. In one quick motion he stepped on the tail and arched his neck to kill the squirrel quickly. It was a messy kill, but now he had something to eat. Padding over to Vixenpaw he settled down. "I didn't see you eat anything this morning, so we can share if you're hungry." He offered.
» Rowanstorm
"Lets go to the field." He suggested, slipping out of camp with Aspenpaw. "It's not far from here, and there's good amount of prey here in the forest and in the field." He noted. He began walking towards the field, ears perked and he breathed in scents of the forest. |
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 15, 2016 19:25:24 GMT -5
Redheart had watched the kill out of the corner of her eye. "Good kill, Fleetpaw," the deputy commented. While she hadn't eaten, she wasn't hungry yet. She marked the border first, about a tail length away from the water. Her ears flicked back and forth; she could hear the apprentices, the sound of the water and potential fresh-kill mulling about in the grass, but no predators like fox or wolverine. That was good. She stepped closer to the water and marked it once again.
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