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Post by Dew on Jan 6, 2024 21:08:27 GMT -5
 ---Beesong's running nose is gone.---Beesong stretched, walking out of the warrior's den as the sunlight warmed her pelt. She kneaded the ground with her claws and sniffed the air, letting the late newleaf scents come through her nose, reminding her greenleaf was almost here. Her running nose had been getting better and better as the days went on, and today she realized that her nose no longer had that stuffy feeling that she hated. She let out a silent purr and then wondered... should I go tell Icepath or Storm-mask now? What if they're still sleeping? Or what if they are busy collecting herbs? Beesong made up her mind, deciding that she would just poke her head into the medicine den to see if anyone was there. Beesong poked her head into the medicine den, but the only cats she saw were Heavy and Stempaw, who were both sleeping. Maybe they are out colleting herbs? Beesong nervously shifted her paws, then left the den. |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 7, 2024 1:16:25 GMT -5
 FrostfleckFrostfleck lay in her bedding in the healer's den, curled up and her tail on her nose. Earlier the day, she could see that Heavy was getting better, and is able to stand up. What a mircale that she is getting better! I can't wait to tell jokes to her!As she rested, she wondered what the gray tom, Spottedfur was doing. How was he doing without him helping him, and telling him jokes. She liked him platonically, and wanted to spend more time with him. But the ginger she-cat is currently injured, healing at the healers den. With a deep sigh, Frostfleck fell asleep again. OOC: Frostfleck is curious... |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 7, 2024 1:29:50 GMT -5
jaybun! Frostfleck (relationship pip) When Frostfleck awoke, and laid up, she could see a ladybug fluttering around her, it's spotted red wings glimmering in the late afternoon sunlight. "Bubblingstar will like this!" thought the ginger she-cat. She swatted the ladybug out of the air, and it laid between her paws. It looked beautiful! Now, she had to wait for him to visit her. Several long hours later, the sun was starting to pelt down to the horizons, creating orange streaks in the sky. Bubblingstar walked into the healer's den. Frostfleck's heart skipped a beat and her ears perked up. She shakily stood up to her paws as he approached her. "Hello, Bubblingstar!" Panted Frostfleck, her tail twitching with excitement. "I've gotten you a nice surprise I hope you like it!" She grabbed the dead ladybug in her jaws and looked at him, eagerly waiting his response. OOC: Frostfleck is very friendly this Moon, despite her injury! 
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Post by Brownie on Jan 7, 2024 17:56:33 GMT -5
 Scarletdrift -x-----------x-
Scarletdrift was quiet and he was never quiet. It was a hunting patrol, so yeah, maybe this shouldn't be uncommon behavior for the white and red warrior, but it was.
You see, he was thinking about that stupid broken flower this morning.
Flowers broke: trampled by cat paws or deer hooves or eaten by rabbits. He knew that, everyone knew that. But this... the flower hung from a single fiber, cupped petals pointed downward and well, somehow Scarletdrift saw himself in that drooping flower: the snowdrop petals that nearly brushed the leaves but not quite, the straight stem like a joke without a punchline. It made his heart do weird flops. And he didn't like feeling uncomfortable.
So he was sulking. Because he'd experienced too many emotions for it only to be sunhigh and he still didn't know what to think about any of it.
It was a long walk to where they'd chosen to hunt, though, enough that the silence chipped at Scarletdrift's head like a woodpecker's beak. But Scarletdrift's resolve was like a soggy, long dead pine and it wasn't long before it broke through.
"Hey Bubblingstar, do you think I'm broken?" And as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew that wasn't what he meant, not really, and scrambled to backtrack. "I mean, not broken like--not like that. Um. I dunno how to explain? I just saw a broken flower this morning and I felt like an omen, ya know? Not that StarClan sent it, that would be silly I'm not a healer, but I felt something and I don't understand it and I thought maybe, uhhh, maybe you would?"
If Scarletdrift's words were meandering and unintelligible, that was only because his thoughts were similarly jumbled. Still, he turned his eyes towards his leader, lost and more than a little pleading, and hoped the older tomcat could give him something to quell this bee's nest of conflicting emotion rattling in Scarletdrift's head.
-x-----------x-  Icepath
an empty dream
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She woke panting, the cold taste of stars on her tongue. For a few moments, Icepath held her breath, trying to pin down the sensation for as long as she could, but eventually she needed to take another breath and the stars slipped out of her lungs, back to wherever spirits came from.
Icepath sighed and stood, shaking moss from her curled fur. Her sleep had obviously been restless, but that was always how it was when she'd dreamed of StarClan.
The odd thing was, she couldn't remember a single thing from the dream.
Usually StarClan dreams stuck with her long after she woke, sometimes more real and more detailed than her memories of the day before. Curiously, this one hadn't. It also didn't leave a scent or even a gut feeling--sometimes that's all dreams were, a feeling of dread or joy or love--but this one was empty, a message with no words.
That unsettled her more than it probably should have. Still, there was nothing she could do about it now and it wasn't like she'd be able to sleep again, so she stretched and groomed the rest of the moss out of her fur, the scraps that stubbornly stuck in the curls. It wasn't bright enough to start sorting herbs, so she settled in to set each fur meticulously with her spare moments before the sun rose. At least grooming was soothing and by the time she was done, her unease had smoothed into a gentle calm and she felt a little more ready to face the day.
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[[ OOC : AHHHH sorry jay for some reason I was like. I don't have any patrols this moon (: And then I did ooop
Anyways, how are yall doing? I've written like, 8k for a novel, ~6k for another fan project and did like 4k of edits this week. And also hung out with friends in person for like, the first time since october. Busy busy.
I've also spent wayyyyyy too much time on mmos uhhhhh ]]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 7, 2024 20:46:33 GMT -5
Heavy »
feels ignored by stempaw - @ open
The longer Heavy was stuck in the medicine cat den the worse her thoughts became.
Deep down she knew that she should be happy for Stempaw now that his infection had cleared, but there was a part of her that felt uneasy about the young tom's recovery. His tail was still mangled and the medicine cats had yet to fully clear him, but soon enough his tail would be completely better and he would go off to begin his training once more. In the last moon they had still spoken with one another and spent time with one another, but Heavy couldn't help but wonder what would happen once Stempaw was out of the medicine cat den. He was bound to have much better things to do than spend his time with a broken cat like Heavy, especially since, with every passing moon, she was growing all the more certain that she was never going to heal.
Since Stempaw had hurt his tail, this was the first moon where they didn't do much with one another beyond chat inside the medicine cat den, and in fact, a few days ago she had heard talk of Stempaw spending his time with Beesong instead. Heavy knew she should be happy that Stempaw was getting out more and starting to feel better, but still, the thought of losing her friend was just as painful as her broken back.
Heavy »
envious that icepath walks the den so easily - @ open
She was never going to be able to walk again, Heavy just knew it. Surely her back would have healed by now, but yet, here she was, a season and a moon later and still she was stuck in the medicine cat den. The calico longed to be able to get up on her paws and stroll through the forest. She missed being able to stride through the trees and hunt for her own prey. Oh, how she wished to just be able to wake up from a long slumber and gracefully stretch out her entire body.
Heavy sighed where she lay in her nest. She knew she shouldn't complain. Had the Clan cats not found her then she would surely be dead by now, either killed simply by her injuries, or picked off by a predator that had found easy prey. Even so, every passing hour that she was stuck in this den made her all the more negative in her thoughts.
Even now as her blue eyes landed on the figure of Icepatch as the medicine cat worked with her herbs, Heavy couldn't stop the tingling of jealousy that danced in her stomach. Why couldn't she herself walk by now? Why didn't she possess the ability to simply stroll in the medicine cat den without a problem? Having been stuck in here for so long, Heavy knew where most of the herbs were stored, and while she couldn't identify all of them, she had certainly learned more about herbs in the last season than she had her entire life before now. With all of his new knowledge Heavy was sure she'd be able to help around the den, especially when Icepatch and Stornmask were busy with patients, but no. Life wasn't letting that happen, and instead, here she remain, laying in her nest with a broken back, enviously watching as Icepath could so easily do the one thing Heavy wanted to be able to do again - walk.
[ sorry these are rough, work was hectic this weekend and my brain is dead, but I wanted to get something up for the new moon! ]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2024 22:15:47 GMT -5
(( I'm so sorry but I think I am going to drop out T.T I work overnights so my days bleed together really easy and I thought I could keep up and make this rp work still but it's hard when I'm asleep when you all are the most active. So sorry again!  )) |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 7, 2024 22:56:12 GMT -5
(( I'm so sorry but I think I am going to drop out T.T I work overnights so my days bleed together really easy and I thought I could keep up and make this rp work still but it's hard when I'm asleep when you all are the most active. So sorry again! :( )) [[ :( I feel that, my waking hours are like, 3pm to 5am and sometimes it's hard to keep up with the days of the week when they change in what feels like the middle of the day :/ if you ever want back in, lmk! ]] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2024 23:30:38 GMT -5
(( I'm so sorry but I think I am going to drop out T.T I work overnights so my days bleed together really easy and I thought I could keep up and make this rp work still but it's hard when I'm asleep when you all are the most active. So sorry again! )) [[ I feel that, my waking hours are like, 3pm to 5am and sometimes it's hard to keep up with the days of the week when they change in what feels like the middle of the day :/ if you ever want back in, lmk! ]] (( If anything changes I will def come back! I'll still be watching to see what happens here, I'm very interested to see what will happen with the cats! :O )) |
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Post by Nettle on Jan 8, 2024 0:47:31 GMT -5
((Rahh, it's been ages since I last posted here. I'm really sorry about that. I'll write a reply soon!
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Post by Sand on Jan 8, 2024 10:31:34 GMT -5
 Spottedfur : herb gathering with Icepath
Spottedfur popped by the medicine cat's den, deciding that he would offer to gather herbs with the medicine cats today. He wasn't sure where either she-cat was, so he poked his head into the den. "Icepath?" he called out before taking a moment to step inside the den.
All of the scents of herbs and poultices hit the silver speckled tom immediately. His face scrunched up in discomfort. Spottedfur began grumbling expletives to himself before remembering why he was in the medicine cat's den. I really hope we won't be gathering lungwort because, dear StarClan, it's disgusting, the tom thought to himself.
He didn't always get along with Icepath and, to be frank, didn't care too much for the grey she-cat. However, today he was trying to be thoughtful and kind, so offering the medicine cat some help fit into his plan perfectly.
"Icepath? Do you need some cat to help you gather herbs today?" the senior warrior asked, glancing around the den. "I wouldn't mind tagging along, if that's okay with you."
[ tags: Brownie ]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 15:39:47 GMT -5
x - Moon 15 - x
Early greenleaf; dry Clan Events: Frostfleck and Mudspeck are killed by rogues. Sapphirejas whisperingDappleswipe is chosen as deputy. Is questioning his ability to protect his Clan Major Events Event: Bubblingstar chooses Dappleswipe as his new deputy, knowing Frostfleck would have approved. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Appreciates Beesong asking how he's doing (++)
- Has a heated argument with Stempaw in the middle of camp (-) with Storm-mask
Event : Burdock
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : With all the injuries and infections, burdock stock is low. Storm-mask tries her best to find more, but can't locate any.
Dappleswipe STATUS: HEALTHY || @open Comforts Stempaw Patrol: Training Relationships - Is impressed by Spottedfur's competence in dangerous situations (++)
- Thinks Storm-mask is charming (+rom) with Stempaw
Event : Hunting training
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They have a great training session. Icepelt STATUS: INJURED! MANGLED TAIL || Brownie Realizes what an omen might mean Major Events Event: Icepelt's tail is badly injured Patrol: None Relationships - Notices Stempaw being helpful around camp (+)
- Thought she probably treated Mudspeck too harshly. with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Daydreams about being a warrior Patrol: Herb gathering (starter) Relationships - Doesn't notice Scarletdrift leaving camp. with Bubblingstar
Event : Burdock
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : With all the injuries and infections, burdock stock is low. Storm-mask tries her best to find more, but can't locate any. Passed by a PlumClan patrol Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Surprises Heavy with something nice (+)
- Stays near Mudspeck's side. with Scarletdrift, Beesong
Event : An odd sound
Choice : Proceed.
Outcome : Scarletdrift offers to check and comes face to face with a raccoon! Luckily the raccoon doesn't want a fight and flees. Patrol: Hunting (starter) Relationships - Saw Dappleswipe being considerate (+)
- Stays by Frostfleck's side.
with Spottedfur, Beesong
Event : An odd sound
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Scarletdrift offers to check and comes face to face with a raccoon! Luckily the raccoon doesn't want a fight and flees. Is hoping no cat sees her awkwardness trying to get out of her nest Patrol: None Relationships - Feels ignored by Scarletdrift (-)
- Caught Stempaw complaining about her behind her back (--)
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Event : .
Choice : .
Outcome : . Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Caught Icepath complaining about her behind her back... again (--) with Spottedfur, Beesong
Event : An odd sound
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Scarletdrift offers to check and comes face to face with a raccoon! Luckily the raccoon doesn't want a fight and flees. Wonders about their old Clanmates Major Events Event: Stempaw recovers from his mangled tail! Patrol: Training Relationships - Covers for Scarletdrift on something minor (+) with Dappleswipe
Event : Hunting training
Choice : Proceed
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 15:43:49 GMT -5
[[ NOOOOO cats :( They didn't die on patrol, just a moon event too :( And no, extinctions are off, this is just horrible, horrible luck :( whispering the only cat open now is Dappleswipe, if you'd like to take her, you get first dibs as the more senior member. If not, it'll pass to Sapphirejas. :(((( Not Muddy boy :( Also another announcement: I'm thinking about moving to 2 moons a week instead of 3, both because some players are struggling to keep up and because I'm going to be increasingly busy (starting a new job... hopefully) and that will hopefully relieve some pressure without slowing things down too much. With only two days between moons, it's hard to get a good back and forth. So my question to yall is: what days do you think would be best? Monday thursday? Monday friday? ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 8, 2024 17:57:57 GMT -5
[ oh damn, was not expecting a death, let alone two :c
As for the moons, I really like the idea of two per week ^^ I think giving us a little extra time to flesh out scenes would be nice
And I’ll try and get some responses up for Heavy tonight~ I need to make some food and eat first though so it’ll probably be in a few hours ]
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Post by Nettle on Jan 8, 2024 18:01:57 GMT -5
(((Noooo!! That's upsetting to hear. Even worse now that Dappleswipe won't have a role-player. Glad she was made deputy, though!!
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Post by Nettle on Jan 8, 2024 18:22:31 GMT -5
Stempaw
Event: Stempaw recovers from his mangled tail!After ages of waiting, Stempaw had finally recovered from his mangled tail. He'd spent a lot of time with Heavy while he was recovering, and getting to know her was something he planned on never regretting. For a while, they hadn't spoken, and he'd been meaning to apologise, but he saw no point in that, instead, every now and then, he'd drop in to touch noses with her and give her some sort of inspiration to keep going and look for a brighter future. However much he believed that Heavy would one day be able to come hunting, he knew there would be no reality in that. She was injured, and no medicine cat could fix her. He wanted to help, bring her back on her paws, let her run in the meadows and feel the lightly spritzed grass under her paws, but she was broken. Hurt. With nothing to fix her. He'd been thankful for Icepath's kind treatment. His mangled tail treated wit burdock root and other herbs he didn't recognize. Now he was allowed back outside of camp, and into the apprentice's den!
Event: Hunting practice with Dappleswipe. ((I'll cover for Dappleswipe's speech.)After recovering from his mangled tail, Stempaw was eager to get on with training- as he'd assumed he'd missed out on plenty of tricks. He and Dappleswipe decided they go for a hunting session, which would assumably help Stempaw recover his memory. "I'm glad we get to go hunting." Stempaw meowed to Dappleswipe. Dappleswipe had been recently named the new deputy, which she was clearly excited about, apart from the mourning of Frostfleck and Mudspeck. They continued to trek on, until Stempaw reached the scent of rabbit. His nostrils flared at the scent, as he was ready to sink his teeth into prey after being in that medicine den so long. "Good position, Stempaw," Dappleswipe praised his crouch from behind. "Keep your tail tucked in, it'll make too much noise trailing behind. And use it to stay balanced." She continued to meow. Stempaw acknowledged her adjustment by doing as she said, correcting his tail's position. The rabbit remained unaware of the stalking predator. Stempaw made a leap - he glided through the air - and managed to follow-through with a swift bite the prey's neck. The rabbit squirmed, but eventually lay limp in his maw. "Well done. You've recovered from your time off quickly." Dappleswipe mewed kindly as they were walking back. After a few more catches - Two by Stempaw, and two by Dappleswipe - They made their way back to camp, prideful of their efforts in hunting for the clan.
Covers Scarletdrift on something minor. BrownieStempaw had been resting in the apprentice's den - which he'd applied new moss for his nest after being in the medicine den - When he overheard Scarletdrift worrying about two duties. Stempaw slipped out of the den to greet Scarletdrift. "I heard you have to do two things at once?" He meowed cautiously, and grinning, he added, "I'll happily help you, if you want." |
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Post by Nettle on Jan 8, 2024 18:25:42 GMT -5
[[ NOOOOO cats They didn't die on patrol, just a moon event too And no, extinctions are off, this is just horrible, horrible luck whispering the only cat open now is Dappleswipe, if you'd like to take her, you get first dibs as the more senior member. If not, it'll pass to Sapphirejas . ((( Not Muddy boy Also another announcement: I'm thinking about moving to 2 moons a week instead of 3, both because some players are struggling to keep up and because I'm going to be increasingly busy (starting a new job... hopefully) and that will hopefully relieve some pressure without slowing things down too much. With only two days between moons, it's hard to get a good back and forth. So my question to yall is: what days do you think would be best? Monday thursday? Monday friday? ]] OOOh! Possible new job: Congrats!! On the note of what days, I think perhaps Monday and thursday? It has a pretty even time gap so it gives users time to catch up on everything. Me in particular, as School's starting soon and my last-year teacher had told us it's very stressful in my coming year, soooo yeah. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2024 18:29:02 GMT -5
(( OH NO... That's so sad T.T at least my leaving lets someone who's cat just died take up Dapple! I'm thinking if you guys move to just two moons a week, something like Monday and Thursday would work, I could come back for sure. But put me on waitlist for new cats! Definitely want the senior roleplayers taken care of first! Rip Muddy and Frost (( )) |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 18:32:09 GMT -5
(( OH NO... That's so sad T.T at least my leaving lets someone who's cat just died take up Dapple! I'm thinking if you guys move to just two moons a week, something like Monday and Thursday would work, I could come back for sure. But put me on waitlist for new cats! Definitely want the senior roleplayers taken care of first! Rip Muddy and Frost :((( )) yo if the two day would work for you, you should totally take her back!! You did have her first <3 I'm sure there will be other cats coming soon. We're overdue for random kit events tbh )) |
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Post by Nettle on Jan 8, 2024 18:32:35 GMT -5
(( OH NO... That's so sad T.T at least my leaving lets someone who's cat just died take up Dapple! I'm thinking if you guys move to just two moons a week, something like Monday and Thursday would work, I could come back for sure. But put me on waitlist for new cats! Definitely want the senior roleplayers taken care of first! Rip Muddy and Frost (( )) I'M GONNA MISS YOU SO MUCH!!!!! I hope things turn out okay for you soon!!!!! <3)) |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2024 18:41:04 GMT -5
(( OH NO... That's so sad T.T at least my leaving lets someone who's cat just died take up Dapple! I'm thinking if you guys move to just two moons a week, something like Monday and Thursday would work, I could come back for sure. But put me on waitlist for new cats! Definitely want the senior roleplayers taken care of first! Rip Muddy and Frost (( )) yo if the two day would work for you, you should totally take her back!! You did have her first <3 I'm sure there will be other cats coming soon. We're overdue for random kit events tbh )) I can come back to take her if you'd like! Tbh I was having some trouble fleshing her character not with not being able to post much, but with the 2 moons a week and the tragedy leading to her being deputy, I think I'll have a much better time :> |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 18:43:03 GMT -5
yo if the two day would work for you, you should totally take her back!! You did have her first <3 I'm sure there will be other cats coming soon. We're overdue for random kit events tbh )) I can come back to take her if you'd like! Tbh I was having some trouble fleshing her character not with not being able to post much, but with the 2 moons a week and the tragedy leading to her being deputy, I think I'll have a much better time :> Go for it then!! She's all yours!! (I didn't even edit the front page yet so uhhh it's easier this way xp) ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 8, 2024 18:53:45 GMT -5
[ oh, Brownie , could I ask exactly how old heavy is? I just wanna make sure I'm aging her correctly c': ] |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 19:20:08 GMT -5
[ oh, Brownie , could I ask exactly how old heavy is? I just wanna make sure I'm aging her correctly c': ] 56 Moons! ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 8, 2024 19:22:42 GMT -5
[ thanks! ] Heavy »
awkwardly getting out of her nest & catching stempaw complaining about her - @ open
This was the end of what could have been a long-lasting friendship.
Stempaw had finally fully recovered from his tail injury and was once again training alongside his mentor Dappleswipe, who was now the new YewClan deputy after Frostfleck’s passing. Heavy knew she should be mourning the loss of both Frostfleck and Mudspeck, but rather, her heart was heavy with the burden of knowing she had lost Stempaw. Yes, she was glad that he had finally recovered and was fully healthy again, but it seemed like every moon the two were spending less and less time together. Stempaw had once been her buddy in the medicine cat den, the two talking for hours with one another. And now, as of late, the most she saw of Stempaw was when the apprentice would briefly dip inside the medicine cat den to give her a piece of prey or touch noses with her while giving a sentence or two of encouragement.
The apprentice’s healing and his leaving the medicine cat wasn’t even the worst part of it, either.
After a very embarrassing attempt at pushing herself out of her nest - Heavy’s pelt still prickled hot with embarrassment at her floundering about and she prayed to whatever ancestor might be listening that no cat had noticed her struggling - the blue-eyed molly had managed to drag herself out of the medicine cat den and out into the main atrium of camp.
That was when she heard it. Heavy had spotted Stempaw not too far off, but even before she could struggle to make her way over to him, she halted in her shaky, broken dragging.
He wasn’t pouring out his grief over the loss of two Clanmates. He wasn’t asking another warrior for advice on his battle training now that he had resumed his apprenticeship. He wasn’t even talking merrily with another cat over a piece of prey. Instead, he was complaining about her. He was complaining about Heavy.
Sorrow crashed into Heavy harder than a twoleg monster. Her thudding and throat constricting, the calico did everything she could to choke back the whine that so desperately wanted to escape her chest. Watery blue eyes looked away, ears flattening pathetically against her orange and brown splotched head. Ever since joining the Clan she had felt lost and unsure of herself. She was an outsider with an injury so great that she would probably never properly heal. More than likely she would never be able to help YewClan hunt and patrol, and instead, she’d simply be another mouth to feed. Having Stempaw around had helped her feel a little less useless, a little bit more welcomed by the Clan. They had both come from outside the Clan, brought in to YewClan, albeit in different circumstances, but they still didn’t have the same blood running in their veins as the rest of the other cats did. They had bonded over that and had become friends, or so Heavy had thought.
Another whine attempted to escape, but she swallowed it down despite the harshness that clawed in her throat. If even Stempaw was talking negatively about her behind her back, she couldn’t imagine what the rest of the Clan was saying about her. Perhaps it would be better if she just left under the guise of night, when no cat would expect a broken loner to escape. Doing that would be a death sentence for sure, unless she managed to make it to some twolegs that would take her in, but the hurt in Heavy’s chest wiped away all logic. Maybe things would be better if she just went out into the forest and let nature take her back.
Dejected and unsure of her place in not only the Clan, but in the world itself, Heavy attempted to drag herself back to the medicine cat den, wishing that she could just fade away into nothingness.
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Post by whispering on Jan 8, 2024 19:43:43 GMT -5
(Oh noo muddy D':
I'm sorry i've been gone, i've been in and out of the doctor since thursday and still currently struggling with my illness :') yay me. god i'd had put in more effort to throw up my moon replies had i known he'd be dying soon RIP MUDDY
i'll just be hanging around until a new cat opens though! and as well as chat, hopefully i feel better soon!))
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 19:52:36 GMT -5
[[ He totally would have fought until the end if he thought he could save Frostfleck ;-;
do feel better soon!! You'll be on the top of the wait list for when something opens up <3
OH SHOOT unless you'd want Icepath??? I really only picked her up so that she'd have something, but I'm going to be super busy and two will be a lot for me to keep up with x.x ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2024 19:54:42 GMT -5
Comforting Stempaw
Grief did not begin to put into words how she was feeling. This moon they had lost Frostfleck and Mudspeck to vicious rouges, her former mentor and the one cat she had bonded with the most of the clan. Her heart hurt too much to bear, but she tried to not let this show. She was deputy now. Out of everyone in the clan, Dappleswipe had been chosen as deputy. She had to carry on, for not only the clan, but for Frostfleck and Mudspeck both.
Returning from a successful hunting patrol with Stempaw, she went straight to the freshkill pile with her tail held high. This was a victory both of the cats needed and she was very proud of Stempaw's performance after recovering from his mangled tail. Even though the two cats did not see eye to eye on a few things in the past regarding the apprentice's training, the deputy truly was proud of him. After dropping her catches into the pile, Dappleswipe turned to the tom and smiled. "You did very well on the patrol. I'm so proud of your progress." She rested her tail on his shoulder gently. "Don't worry, I'm sure soon you'll have your ceremony. I'll have a chat with Bubblingstar later." The tortie nodded her head to dismiss the apprentice to continue on with his day. Now she had to think of patrols for the next day, and let those cats know. StarClan above, this will take some getting used to... |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 8, 2024 21:34:43 GMT -5
Brownie NOOOO!!!!!! NOT FROSTFLECK!!!!! RIP BEAUTIFUL GINGER SHE-CAT! Can I be added to the waitlist so I can claim a new cat when they become available, please? Thank you 
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Post by Dew on Jan 8, 2024 21:36:14 GMT -5
-'-'-Comforting Bubblingstar-'-'-Beesong padded into the clearing, grief tugging at her heart. How could this happen? Who would be next? Would the rouges come back? The two bodies were in the clearing, still as stone. The cats in Yewclan were still preparing for the vigil and the only cat who was sitting around them was Bubblingstar. Beesong padded up and sat down, and they both just sat there in silent grief for a few moments. "It's not your fault Bubblingstar." Beesong whispered, so only Bubblingstar could hear. "Frostfleck and Mudspeck died protecting their clan. And..." She pointed her tail up to the stars, "They will be watching us from Starclan. I'm sure if they were here they would be telling you not to worry, and that they're safe." Beesong rested her tail on Bubblingstar's shoulder for a moment, then put her tail back down and looked up at Silverpelt, wondering which ones were her missing clanmates. [[OOC: I think Monday and Thursday is great]]
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Post by Brownie on Jan 8, 2024 21:41:56 GMT -5
[[ Front page updated!
I think Monday-thursday will work great. The monday-thurs gap already felt good, so I think this will work out for the best ^^ ]]
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