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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 3, 2024 16:03:37 GMT -5
[ awesome thanks!
Hopefully she will ;v; I’m assuming she’s at least conscious now? Wanting to know before I do any posts for her ]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 3, 2024 17:14:23 GMT -5
[ awesome thanks! Hopefully she will ;v; I’m assuming she’s at least conscious now? Wanting to know before I do any posts for her ] Up to you!! She totally can be though, she's been having thoughts and relationship pips after all ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 3, 2024 20:29:30 GMT -5
Heavy »
being comforted by spottedfur - Sand
Today was a bad day. Pain gripped the molly like a hawk’s talon, tearing into her flesh and deep into her nerves until parts of her body were unmovable - she couldn’t even feel her back legs and tail just yet, but she was holding out hope that eventually she would be able to regain feeling once more. I could run so fast, it’s all I’m good at… Her thoughts weighed her down mentally just as much as her injuries held her down physically.
This…Clan, as they called it, had taken her in and given two cats to tend to her. In her brief bouts of consciousness she had heard them being referred to as medicine cats. Icepath and Storm-something. At one point she had been so sure she had heard the smaller feline called Stormpaw, yet when she had woken earlier this morning the Storm cat was not called Stormpaw. It was all confusing, and the calico was torn between asking the medicine cats what their names were while also being too nervous to utter the basic question - she should know their names by now. She had been here for a few moons now, and they had taken care of her with tender paws and vast medicinal herbs. The least she could do was know their names.
But to be fair, they didn’t know her actual name, either.
’Hi Heavy.’
These Clan cats had taken to calling her Heavy; why they did that, the calico had no idea, but Heavy was not her name. Yet she had no courage within her to correct them. These cats had taken her in and were trying desperately to heal the broken bone within her back and the infection that ran rampant throughout her body. The last thing she should be doing is correcting them, so she had decided that if they wanted to call her Heavy, then Heavy she shall be.
Blue eyes clouded with fever sluggishly opened. Standing before her was the spotted silver tom that Heavy recalled bringing her back to this Clan’s camp. On the journey back she had briefly pulled herself out of her unconsciousness just long enough to understand that some cats were taking her somewhere and that this spotted tom had been a part of her group. She wondered if this was the first time he had come inside the den to speak with her, but even through her infection-based fever she could see how uneasy the tomcat was. His words were encouraging, he was attempting to lift her spirits, but Heavy could tell that he was anxious in her presence, embarrassed even.
”...Thanks…” It was all she could croak out, her voice strained and quiet. She had heard all he had said, and despite his unease, his words were like a breath of fresh air to the molly. He believed that she would survive, that she would recover. Even if she had her doubts that this pain would end, it was nice to know that some cat out there believed that she would get better in time.
Heavy »
telling stempaw a (not so) true tale - Nettle
Heavy knew what it was like to be injured. Today was one of her better days in which she could stay awake for longer than just a few minutes and not feel the scorching pain of fever clawing her - perhaps the burdock she had been given earlier was helping with her injury. Movement was still out of the question for her, but her sight and mind was clear. Because of this she had noticed right away when the young tom known as Stempaw had come to the medicine cats after seriously injuring his tail.
Hating the thought of such a young cat falling into despair over injuries that could not be avoided, Heavy had settled herself into telling Stempaw a tale that was very much true - no exaggeration within this story at all.
”There I was, face to face with a whole pack of foxes, and not just any foxes, but foxes that stood to the stomach of a twoleg! I knew there was no way I could fend them off on my own, and no other cat was at my side to help fend the nasty creatures away. So I did the next best thing,” Heavy paused in telling her tale, allowing Stempaw a chance to soak in her words and get engaged with her story. While she was enjoying herself for once since her injury, Heavy knew how despairing it was to be hurt. Just because she was having fun with this didn’t mean Stempaw was, and she wanted to take the tom’s feelings into consideration.
Sinking deeper into the fresh moss of her nest, Heavy then continued with her story. ”Just as the nastiest dog fox came at me, I remembered just how fast I can run!” A worm of unease slipped vaguely into the back of her mind, whispering into the back of her mind that she may not be able to run anymore. Heavy shook her head, slinging away the worm. ”Like lightning I dashed through the forest, but when I looked back I saw that the foxes were still on my tail!” The calico stretched her neck out closer to Stempaw, blue eyes wide and alight with a sense of adventure she had not felt since her bone-shattering accident. ”You’ll never guess what I did next…”
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Post by Brownie on Jan 3, 2024 21:16:00 GMT -5
[[ BABY noooo
She is very sweet <3 Also totally valid for being so confused about warrior names ]]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 3, 2024 23:08:45 GMT -5
[ she’s already really fun to write so I’m hoping she doesn’t kick the bucket ;v;
I think she’s gonna be confused by names and clan traditions in general for a while yet - it’s all so new to her and she’s still wary on asking questions ]
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 3, 2024 23:16:39 GMT -5
Stempaw - Being told a very tall tale from Heavy. <----------------------------------------------------------------> <----------------------------------------------------------------> After getting an injured tail, Stempaw was quickly directed to the medicine den. He was exhausted from the pain, yet there was no chance he'd fall asleep with the pain on his tail. Suddenly, his spotted the cat known as Heavy, a strange name, Stempaw had thought, but he'd never guessed he'd interact with them, anyway. Then, out of the blue, Heavy had begun to speak about a tale of a fox and two-legs. Stempaw was tired, but the story managed to keep his mind of the pain. "Wow, you were quite an adventurer!" Stempaw marvelled at Heavy, their eyes fixed on them as they spoke. Even if it seemed a little unrealistic, Stempaw was too fixated on the story to question it. "Then what did you do? Tell me, please!" Begged Stempaw as Heavy paused to great some sort of suspicion. Suddenly he felt an awful ache in his tail. " I think I'll go and see if there's some wet moss somewhere. Would you want some, too?" Stempaw seethed, clearly in pain. |
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 3, 2024 23:18:44 GMT -5
[ she’s already really fun to write so I’m hoping she doesn’t kick the bucket ;v; I think she’s gonna be confused by names and clan traditions in general for a while yet - it’s all so new to her and she’s still wary on asking questions ] I honestly think Heavy would be just like Stempaw's mother/grandma figure since he left Flowerclan. I really hope they have some sort of cute bond]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 3, 2024 23:53:23 GMT -5
Heavy »
telling stempaw a (not so) true tale - Nettle
While she had been part of this Clan for a few moons now, this was perhaps the first time in which Heavy felt like she was truly connecting to one of YewClan’s members. Spottedfur had visited her during the past moon to give her encouragement, and Heavy appreciated that, she did, but that day she had been so out of it that she wasn’t sure if she could call that a true interaction. And the medicine cats were friendly enough, but so far they had only been there to treat Heavy’s wounds and infection; the calico was grateful for that, and some day she promised to repay the two however she could, but for once she didn’t feel like a burden. Stempaw seemed to be genuinely enjoying her company and it brought a surge of warmth over Heavy to know that she was helping the young gray tomcat to keep his mind off of his own pain.
She wondered for just a split second if maybe this Clan was worth it. Perhaps her old lifestyle of being alone could be put into the past.
Humor shone in her blue eyes for the first time since she could remember. ”I kicked my legs off the ground and jumped so high that I-“ Her sentence came to a half when Stempaw stiffened, his features wincing with pain. Humor replaced itself with concern. Did she need to call for the medicine cats? It was something she wouldn’t do for herself, but for Stempaw’s sake she’d do it in a heartbeat.
The molly pursed her lips, blue eyes scanning the den for moss. ”Here, let me…” Again she didn’t complete her sentence, this time her words falling short when she attempted to pick herself up onto her paws, but to no avail. Heavy may be feeling better today, but her body remained just as stationary as it had been. She winced, drawing in a breath of frustrated discomfort she hoped to hide from Stempaw.
Stuck in her nest, she nodded, offering a faint smile. ”Yes, please, I’d like some too,” she mewed softly.
[ yes please I’m so here for heavy basically adopting stempaw ;u; that is her son now
I feel like caring for another cat, especially a young’in who was also once an outsider to yewclan, would do her good and help her find a place in the clan and maybe even build up some confidence! ]
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Nettle
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Post by Nettle on Jan 4, 2024 0:04:41 GMT -5
Stempaw. With Heavy. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------> ----------------------------------------------------------------------------> Although Sempaw was aware he had no place to think so, he was awfully proud of Heavy. The she-cat had gone through so much in her life-time, and there was no reason for her to go through anything like what she'd experienced in the past again.
Shuffling over, he gave Heavy an affectionate lick on the ear. "I really hope you stay here," Stempaw whispered weakly. "There aren't any apprentices left, so it's just me, and it can get pretty lonely in the apprentice's den."
Moving away to find some moss, his tail partially lifted of the ground, he strode into the clearing. "Is there any moss anywhere?" Stempaw called out to no one in particular. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 4, 2024 0:18:18 GMT -5
Heavy »
telling stempaw a (not so) true tale - Nettle
A lick on the ear followed by a quiet ’I hope you stay here’ made Heavy feel, well, heavy.
The molly blinked at Stempaw, the emotions on her face hard to read while affection swelled inside her chest and conflict whirled in her mind. Heavy had been born a loner. As soon as she had been old enough to leave the protection of her mother she had set out on her own. Rarely did she settle in one place for long, traveling through various different territories and keeping to herself. It wasn’t all that often that she would run into another cat, and rarer still that the other cat would be friendly.
Getting injured had not been on her list of things she wanted to happen, but by the stars was she lucky that she got injured in an area where strange cats would take pity on her and take her in. Heavy had plans on returning to her loner lifestyle once she was healed, but after hearing what Stempaw had confessed to her, after realizing that this poor young cat felt lonely and just wanted another cat to be there for him… How could she just leave after that?
With a warm gaze she watched as Stempaw padded out of the den in search of moss. Heavy would have liked to follow after him, but she knew there was no way she could even attempt that. Even if she did have feeling in her back limbs she doubted they’d be strong enough to carry her weight. So she lay in her nest, hoping that Stempaw returned soon as to not put any strain on his own injury.
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 4, 2024 5:26:16 GMT -5
 Brownie TheKeenGlint FrostfleckFrostfleck could see the angry stares of the healers, Icepath and Stormmask. She didn't intentionally meant to make them angry at her! She just wanted to go out of the healer's den... just this once. But she also knew she needed to be a good deputy, as she wants to honor Bramblespots, the former deputy, who is watching from StarClan. She let out a long sigh, smelling the scents of the herbs on her claw-wound. "You are right, Icepath and Stormmask. I need to rest..." Mewed Frostfleck. "You wouldn't want to lose another deputy so soon, since Bramblespot's death..." The light ginger she-cat sank into her nest, watching Stempaw communicate with Heavy, two cats that were also stuck in the healer's den, and are probably just as bored as she is. Frostfleck let her mind go blank as she lowered her head into the nest, the world going fuzzy. She fell asleep, dreaming making jokes with her Clanmates, and of going on another adventure. |
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Post by Sand on Jan 4, 2024 11:21:48 GMT -5
( I am in love with Heavy already. I hope she'll live. ) --  Spottedfur : hunting patrol with Mudfleck
Spottedfur decided to head out on a hunting patrol with Mudfleck despite the chilly weather. Even though it was already spring, it definitely didn't feel like it. Lately he was feeling quite grateful towards his patrol mate. Spottedfur didn't always get along with Mudfleck, but he had been checking in with him. It made the speckled warrior feel less lonely and more valued and appreciated. A patrol with Mudfleck would go smoothly, he was certain of it.
As the senior warrior ambled through the forest, he noticed something that he had never paid much attention to before. A wooden Twoleg den was tucked behind a line of trees in the woods where he and Mudfleck were headed to hunt. The silver speckled tom's ears twitched as he padded forward carefully. There was a faint scent of Twolegs, but otherwise the two were in the clear.
"Hey, Mudfleck. Let's try hunting by the cabin," Spottedfur suggested candidly with a flick of his tail. "Maybe we'll catch a chicken or two!"
It took no time for the senior warrior to run towards the cabin, adrenaline pumping through his veins. His silver paws pressed against the cold earth gingerly. He loved hunting as much as anything else. Spottedfur knew they were bound for success today and he was going to make sure of it.
Once the tom had reached the dark wood cabin, he glanced over his shoulder to see if Mudfleck had followed him. He continued padding forward, avoiding ferns and other shrubs that decorated the Twoleg's yard. Spottedfur came to a slow halt and lifted his tail up. He could hear clucking nearby which meant there were chickens. Suddenly, a reddish brown chicken appeared as it leaned down to pick at some food. "Looks like a chicken's waiting for us," the speckled tom commented to Mudfleck. "Want to take the lead?"
[tags: whispering ]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 4, 2024 12:28:54 GMT -5
3hrs until next moon, last chance to get your events~ ]]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 4, 2024 13:06:56 GMT -5
(also just to like, idk let yall know: if you google "Clangen" this rp comes up on the first page of results
just. okay then.)
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Post by Brownie on Jan 4, 2024 14:58:59 GMT -5
x - Moon 13 - x
Mid spring; misty
Clan Events: None
Is thinking about hunting patrols. Patrol: Hunting (starter) Relationships - Doesn't notice Mudspeck watching him.
- Thinks Heavy always gets the best choice of prey (-) with Spottedfur
Event : Muddy!
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They spread out to hunt, but it's not very productive. The two toms spend more time fighting through mud than actual hunting and bring back little prey.
Complains about waking up several times in the night because there was a stone in her nest Major Events Event: Given moss to treat her claw wound. Patrol: None Relationships - Surprises Bubblingstar with something nice. (+) with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Is feeling a little silly Patrol: Herb gathering (starter) Relationships - Surprises Storm-mask with something nice. (+)
- Shares prey with Stempaw (+) with Beesong
Event : A spirit?
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : So long as she doesn't confront it, Icepath can continue to feel the StarClan cat's support follow her through the patrol. Has been hearing the voices of StarClan cats ever since their naming ceremony... Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Tries to cheer Dappleswipe up, but it doesn't really help.
- Challenged Mudspeck to a spar. alone
Event : Warm sun
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : She naps longer than she intended to, leaving little time to be productive after that. Almost choked on their prey Patrol: Border (starter) Relationships - Disagreed with Frostfleck on something, and neither of them apologized (-)
- Heard Heavy criticize the Warrior Code. (--) with Bubblingstar
Event : Muddy!
Choice : Proceed.
Outcome : They spread out to hunt, but it's not very productive. The two toms spend more time fighting through mud than actual hunting and bring back little prey. Can't wait to take a nap after patrol Patrol: Border Relationships - Caught Stempaw complaining about him behind his back (--)
with Mudspeck, Dappleswipe
Event : A small dog
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Mudspeck hisses and spits at the small dog and the rest of the patrol backs him up. The dog is shocked by the display and the patrol chases it far past YewClan's border. Is thinking about twoleg healers Major Events Event: Given more burdock. Her infection has finally abated. Patrol: None Relationships - Thinks Stempaw was nice to her today (+)
with .
Event : .
Choice : .
Outcome : . Beesong STATUS: RUNNY NOSE || @open Has a whole list of complaints for Bubblingstar to review Major Events Event: Given juniper for her runny nose, but it's sticking around. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Is telling awful jokes about Frostfleck (--) with Icepath
Event : A spirit?
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : She doesn't see much, but Icepath certainly feels something as they continue the patrol. Patrol: Border (starter) Relationships - Nods politely to Heavy with Scarletdrift, Dappleswipe
Event : A small dog
Choice : Proceed.
Outcome : Mudspeck hisses and spits at the small dog and the rest of the patrol backs him up. The dog is shocked by the display and the patrol chases it far past YewClan's border. Dappleswipe STATUS: HEALTHY || @gloomylatte Complains after being sent on the dawn patrol Patrol: Border Relationships - Steps on Scarletdrift's tail and pretends not to notice (-)
with Mudspeck, Scarletdrift
Event : A small dog
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Mudspeck hisses and spits at the small dog and the rest of the patrol backs him up. The dog is shocked by the display and the patrol chases it far past YewClan's border. Stempaw STATUS: INJURED! MANGLED TAIL; INFECTION || Nettle Tries to give Dappleswipe advice Major Events Event: Stempaw's tail grows infected. He was given moss as a treatment for his mangled tail. Patrol: None Relationships - Said he'd cover for Storm-mask, but when it came time, he got Storm-mask in trouble (-)
- Chatted with Bubblingstar and Heavy over a meal. with none
Event : None
Choice : None
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 4, 2024 15:26:21 GMT -5
((WHY DOES ADULT STEMPAW KINDA LOOK LIKE AN OWL LOL))
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Post by Sand on Jan 4, 2024 15:32:53 GMT -5
( I think the marking/design is called Owl so it makes sense o: I currently have 2 cats that look like owls. They're mother & daughter.)
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 4, 2024 16:22:59 GMT -5
[ heavy lives and her infection is gone! I’ll try and write up some replies for her soon, but I’ll be going out to eat with my roommates soon for a birthday meal c’: ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 4, 2024 17:25:31 GMT -5
Heavy »
thinking about twoleg healers - @ open
With each passing day Heavy was starting to feel better. When Icepath and Stormmask - the calico had finally figured out the younger healer’s name - had told her that her infection had cleared, relief sagged her body and a weight that she had been carrying finally pulled itself off of her. It had been moons since she had felt as good as she currently did.
Which still wasn’t good considering her back was still a broken mess.
Even though the infection was no longer a poison in her blood and she felt immense relief from that, her back injury still hindered her greatly and continued to pain her. She had been given more burdock recently to help with her back, but the longer she remained stuck inside this herb-scented den the more she started to wonder if she’d ever recover. Broken bones took time to heal, Heavy understood that, but how much more could Icepath and Stormmask do for her?
A wandering kittypet had once told her about his adventures at a twoleg healer. Back then Heavy had been skeptical at the thought of a twoleg being able to heal cats, but in her current state she couldn’t help but wonder if maybe a twoleg healer could do more for her. The kittypet had told her tales of how cats had gone to the twoleg for all sorts of ailments and injuries, some that would have surely killed a cat if they lived outside, and returned as good as new. Would they be able to fix me? She wondered, shuffling deeper inside the moss of her den.
Heavy lay there, contemplating. There was no way she would be able to drag herself out of her nest and toward the nearest twolegplace, but just because it was impossible didn’t mean she couldn’t think about it. And so there she lay, ruminating on the idea of twoleg healers and if they truly could work the miracles that kittypet had told her about.
Heavy »
In the last moon Heavy had grown fonder toward Stempaw. The poor gray tom’s tail had become infected; the long-furred calico half worried if she had given him the infection she had just gotten over, but logic knew that her infection had not been of a contagious sort and there had been no way that she would have given Stempaw her ailment. She still fretted over the young tom, though. To her he was a bright and cheerful cat, always nice to her despite Heavy still not truly being a part of the Clan. While there was nothing she could do to help him health wise, she would spend time with him and talk to him. A bond was forming, and she found that even she herself was benefiting from having the apprentice around.
Now that Heavy’s infection had abated, the molly had been allowed to move around some more and not spend all her time in the medicine cat den. Of course, she still couldn’t move on her own, so anytime she wanted to step outside and get some fresh air she required the assistance of some other cat. Usually it was one of the medicine cats that would help ease her out of her nest and drag her outside so that she could lay nearby in the main atrium of the camp, but this time around Stempaw had been able to help guide her, the tom being as nice to her as he had always been.
Heavy and Stempaw had been sharing a plump newleaf squirrel when Bubblingstar, the Clan leader, joined them. Heavy’s interactions with the Clan leader were little to none until now, and she couldn’t help but feel as if the leader were staring down at her, and more than once she had caught the leader’s pale green gaze on her as she would bite into the squirrel. Was she doing something wrong? Perhaps she had overstayed her welcome in the Clan and Bubblingstar was ready for her to leave. He probably didn’t like thinking about how a random loner had been staying in his camp for three moons now, sick and broken and unable to provide the Clan with any sort of prey or protection.
Again her ponderings on leaving for a twoleg healer came back to mind, but as she glanced toward Stempaw those thoughts ceased. Even if she had the chance to leave, would she?
Heavy »
criticizing the warrior code near spottedfur - Sand
A misty morning found Heavy sitting just outside the medicine cat den. With her infection gone she had been allowed a bit more freedom, though her broken back still kept her mostly inside her own nest. When she could get the help she would sit outside, and this morning was no different despite the mist that swirled lazily through the air.
The longer the calico stayed with the Clan, the more she was starting to gather about their way of life. She had recently found out through conversations with Stempaw that his rank as an apprentice was noted by the -paw suffix, and that once he became a warrior, he would be named by Bubblingstar as something else, the -paw being removed from his name. What his warrior name would be was unknown to any other cat except for Bubblingstar, and it was a wonder if the leader himself even had ideas on what Stempaw’s name would be.
Heavy had also learned that these cats lived by a strict code. In a way it made sense. It separated them from being just a large band of rogues, but from what Heavy had heard of this ‘Warrior Code’ there were some things that she just couldn’t wrap her head around. ”This code of theirs speaks of being honorable and just…” She was meowing to herself, sure that her words were quiet enough to keep away from prying ears, ”and yet it also says that the word of the Clan leader is the warrior code.” Blue eyes shifted around the camp in search of Bubblingstar, YewClan’s current leader. Heavy had no true opinion on the tom. She was thankful he was allowing her to remain here to heal, but there had been times in which she was unsure or not if he actually wanted her to still be here. ”What if the Clan’s leader is wrong in their decision or outright vengeful? How far is too far with the leader’s word being law?” Heavy shook her head, pondering over this for a while yet.
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Post by jaybun! on Jan 5, 2024 2:30:41 GMT -5
ooc;; sorry i haven't been as active! the winter months are really kicking me atm 😓 anyway trying out new formats <3 BUBBLINGSTAR - Hunting with Spottedfur sand Come rain or shine, a clan had to eat.
Bubblingstar has always admired Spottedfur's work ethic, so it came as no surprise the warrior was willing to go hunting; while most were hidden away in their dens. Together, they headed out of camp into the unforgiving new-leaf weather; ground around the entrance to the camp already puddling. Maybe they could make this quick- a piece of prey or two? He would hate for Spottedfur to catch a cough on his account. Bubblingstar wasn't too sure, what he thought about the addition of Heavy around the camp. On one hand, he hardly would cast out a cat in need; much less a poor she-cat whose back had been broken. On the other, he wasn't entirely comfortable with two newest additions to Yewclan. Stempaw being from another clan was one thing, but a total outsider? It was practically unheard of, for Yewclan that is.
But it wouldn't due to keep his distance. Stempaw and Heavy were apart of his clan now, for worse or for better. In sharing prey with them, Bubblingstar hoped to warm himself up to the two additions. Though, as he caught the somewhat distant look on the she-cat's face, he wasn't doing as well of a job as he'd thought. |
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Jan 5, 2024 11:52:00 GMT -5
Storm-mask
The hushed notes of a newleaf night drifted through the air as the YewClan camp slept. The nests picked up stray hints of moonlight as their occupants wandered their dreams. A peaceful rest for every cat.
Every cat except Storm-mask.
Her grey eyes struggled to stay open, but among the relative quiet, there was something else whistling through the wind. Voices. She knew it couldn't be any cat sleep-talking; she couldn't think of anyone who routinely did. No, they came from a place undefined, and their words echoed like a kit's playful cries in a deep cave. Their speech was fragmented and vague. Perhaps with practice, thought Storm-mask, she could decipher their messages. So, in spite of her exhaustion, she heeded their conversations in an attempt to make sense of it all.
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Post by Dew on Jan 5, 2024 16:39:31 GMT -5
Cat's name:Beesong
Name change:N/A
Description: Beesong is a long furred she-cat with a cream colored coat and a darker ginger stripe beginning between her ears all the way down her spine and then spreading across her fluffy tail. She has icy blue eyes white socks on all four paws along with a white chest, neck, muzzle, and stripe between her eyes. Beesong is a quiet and soft spoken cat, not one to cause trouble or argue as she is a people pleasure and tries to avoid conflict. She is nervous and easily scared, but she is super kind and gentle towards others. She has a good memory, keen eye, and easily picks up on things.
- dewbranch
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Post by Brownie on Jan 5, 2024 17:57:01 GMT -5
Dew Hey, there's a disclaimer on the front page that I need ya to agree to before joining ^^ Just a formality to make sure you understand that the plot isn't under your control and that injury/illness/death happens more frequently here than other rps make sure you read the whole front page to understand how this rp works, because it's based on the Clangen game not a regular rp ]]
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Post by Dew on Jan 5, 2024 18:03:47 GMT -5
Yes! So sorry
I understand that my cats will eventually die during the course of the game. I understand that while I may influence my character's actions and relationships, the game's random events will ultimately decide my cat's fate.
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Post by Brownie on Jan 5, 2024 20:06:53 GMT -5
Thanks! Welcome aboard. ]]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 5, 2024 21:31:20 GMT -5
Heavy »
Heavy was more than comfortable around Stempaw. They kept one another company in the medicine den, Heavy there to keep Stempaw’s mind off of his infected tail and Stempaw there to keep Heavy’s mind off of her broken back. Sitting in silence alongside him was no problem. Holding a conversation with him was not a problem, either. Had it just been the two of them Heavy would have been as comfortable as a kit curling up against their mother’s belly fur, but the presence of Bubblingstar had the calico tense. What did he think about her? Did he want her around? Would he cast her away as soon as she was done healing regardless on whether or not she wanted to commit herself to the Clan?
The calico paused eating her meal to draw in a deep breath. Even if Bubblingstar didn't like her, he was still allowing his medicine cats to treat her. There was warmth in his heart, for if it was completely chilled over then he would have left Heavy for dead.
Drawing in another breath of air, steeling her nerves and finding a small reserve of courage in the pits of her stomach, Heavy locked her blue gaze onto Bubblingstar and mewed, "Thank you for letting me stay. I...I know I'm of no help to the Clan, but..." Her courage had run out and she looked away, ears burning. Did a true-born Clan cat speak to their leader like that? Was she approaching this in the right manner? Stars help me! The calico pleaded internally, heart drumming against her ribcage. I have no idea how to talk to a cat, let alone a leader.
"I could have died out there," she murmured, half aware that her voice had returned. And I could still die, a grim part of her reminded herself. "But if my back heals, then I'll find some way to repay you and your Clan's kindness." Even if Heavy couldn't do much, she'd find a way. Her life was still on the balance and she had no idea how her back would heal - for all she knew she'd never be able to feel sensations in her back legs and tail ever again - but if it mended and she made it through, then she'd show her thanks in the best way that she could.
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Post by Sand on Jan 6, 2024 12:02:29 GMT -5
[ I hope things will get better soon, jay. I have the same problem with the winter months, it's been making me feel really off lately. ] Spottedfur : hunting patrol with Bubblingstar
The puddles of water and mud were less than ideal in Spottedfur's opinion. He didn't care much for newleaf due to the weather, but at least it meant that leafbare was over for now. The speckled tom padded after Bubblingstar, grateful to be hunting with the orange tom. He knew the leader was more than capable of hunting in a two cat patrol. The two of them put together could catch a decent amount of prey.
"So, what's the plan, Bubblingstar?" the senior warrior asked, trying his best to avoid any muddy spots in the territory.
[ tags: jaybun! ]
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Post by Sand on Jan 6, 2024 12:49:46 GMT -5
Spottedfur : overhearing Heavy's criticism of the warrior code
Spottedfur wasn't sitting too far from Heavy, whose infection had finally abated. At least the newcomer was able to sit outside of the medicine cat's den. No cat liked being stuck in the den for too long unless they were a medicine cat themselves.
The sudden meowing made the silver speckled tom turned his head. Was Heavy talking to herself about the Warrior Code? His curiosity was piqued, so Spottedfur turned ever so slightly in hopes he could hear more. Really? Questioning that our leader is vengeful? Bubblingstar would never be outright vengeful, the senior warrior thought. Although he didn't always get along with Bubblingstar, he still respected the tom. He trusted the YewClan leader with his life and that itself was a lot.
However, he didn't expect the calico to understand YewClan's way of life. He certainly didn't understand how she lived before. Spottedfur didn't appreciate how she was lecturing the clan's way of life and their code. He grumbled something unintelligible underneath his breath. "The leader's word is always law, no matter what," the warrior muttered. "Even if Bubblingstar is wrong in his decision, we can accept his mistake. He's never led us astray before."
[ tags: Feathertalon ]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 6, 2024 15:02:41 GMT -5
x - Moon 14 - x
Late spring; green
Clan Events: None
Is finding Stempaw's enthusiasm annoying Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Shares tongues and prey with Beesong (+++) with Scarletdrift
Event : An omen?
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Scarletdrift asks Bubblingstar for advice; the sign might not have been from StarClan, but it made him question things he'd taken for granted. Bubblingstar discusses it with him, using his experiences and wisdom to explain.
Wonders what Spottedfur is doing Major Events Event: Given goldenrod to treat her claw wound. Patrol: None Relationships - Surprises Bubblingstar with something nice. (+) with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Was startled awake in the middle of the night by a vivid dream Major Events Event: Gathered catmint, raspberry and betony on her own. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Speaks with Mudspeck (+)
- Gave Storm-mask a task. with Spottedfur
Event : StarClan
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : As they gather thyme, Spottedfur asks about StarClan. Icepath does her best to explain. Saw some Twolegs wandering in the distance yesterday Major Events Event: Gathered rosemary on her own. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Shares prey with Mudspeck and has a deeply engaging conversation. (++) alone
Event : Rosemary
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Storm-mask visits YewClan's burial grounds. Many herbs grow here, including rosemary, which she collects. Offers to help gather herbs Patrol: Herb gathering (starter) Relationships - Sets some soft bird feathers aside for Beesong when he's making his nest. (+)
- Heard Stempaw say something that pleasantly surprised him (++) with Icepath
Event : StarClan
Choice : Proceed.
Outcome : As they gather thyme, Spottedfur asks about StarClan. Icepath does her best to explain. Patrol: Hunting (starter) Relationships - Caught Spottedfur complaining about him behind his back (--)
- Thinks Dappleswipe is very helpful! (+)
with Bubblingstar
Event : An omen
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Scarletdrift asks Bubblingstar for advice; the sign might not have been from StarClan, but it made him question things he'd taken for granted. Bubblingstar discusses it with him, using his experiences and wisdom to explain. Tries to set a good example for younger cats Patrol: None Relationships - Feels ignored by Stempaw (-)
- Is envious that Icepath can walk around the healer's den so easily (-)
with .
Event : .
Choice : .
Outcome : . Plays a prank on Mudspeck with Stempaw Major Events Event: Beesong's running nose is gone. Patrol: Border Relationships - Caught Icepath complaining about her behind her back (--) with Mudspeck, Dappleswipe
Event : A kittypet!
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : The kittypet is friendly enough, and leaves when the YewClan patrol notifies them of the border and Clan rules. Hopes Frostfleck assigns him to the next border patrol Patrol: Border Relationships - Thinks Bubblingstar wasn't very considerate, earlier. (-) with Beesong, Dappleswipe
Event : A kittypet!
Choice : Do Not Proceed.
Outcome : The kittypet is friendly enough, and leaves when the YewClan patrol notifies them of the border and Clan rules. Dappleswipe STATUS: HEALTHY || @gloomylatte Purrs loudly Patrol: Border (starter) Relationships - Swaps prey with Frostfleck (+)
- Doesn't notice Frostfleck's disinterest in their conversation. with Mudspeck, Beesong
Event : A kittypet!
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : The kittypet is friendly enough, and leaves when the YewClan patrol notifies them of the border and Clan rules. Stempaw STATUS: INJURED! MANGLED TAIL || Nettle Plays a prank on Mudspeck with Beesong Major Events Event: Stempaw's infection clears. He was given goldenrod and burdock for his wounds. Patrol: None Relationships - Stempaw apologized to Spottedfur for something minor (+) with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2024 18:07:19 GMT -5
(( I'll get the starter up for that patrol with the kittypet soon! ))
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