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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 15, 2024 20:08:27 GMT -5
Heavy »
asks why stormmask chose to be a medicine cat - TheKeenGlint
Another death. Another Clanmate lost. When was the sorrow ever going to end?
Grief hung heavy over the camp like a thundercloud. Not even the late greenleaf humidity was as thick as the distraught that clung in the air.
Like with Mudspeck and Frostfleck, Heavy had not been that close to Beesong, yet she still grieved for the loss of the ginger and white molly. She had been young, too, younger than Heavy, and had so much life left to give. Her heart ached for the warrior, and Heavy could only hope that Beesong felt at peace with her ancestors.
Even though Beesong had lost her life, Heavy had watched as both Icepath and Stormmask worked tirelessly to try and save the molly from the snake’s venom. The calico had stayed back in her own nest, trying not to watch the disaster that had unfolded. When the medicine cats had declared Beesong gone, Heavy had immediately noticed just how broken down the healers had looked - eyes distant and shoulders tense. Death was part of being a medicine cat, but watching a Clanmate suffer surely could never get easier. It made Heavy wonder what drew a cat into the life of a healer. As a loner, Heavy had never dedicated her life to herbs and remedies. She had hunted and she had fought to keep her place in the wilderness she had once called home. She knew the basics of healing, such as thyme for shock, poppy seeds for sleeping, and marigold for infections, but anything that went beyond that was far too advanced for the calico. Luckily she had never been terribly injured before her back had been broken, and luckily the Clan had found her and taken her in.
The sounds of Stormmask working nearby had Heavy looking over toward the gray tabby. Despite having doubted Stormmask’s skills just the moon prior, Heavy couldn’t help but be intrigued by the tabby’s thought processes and her reasoning for why she wanted to become a healer in the first place. And, Heavy realized, she had never actually thanked Stormmask for helping her heal.
Once she had made sure Stormmask wasn’t busy with something too important, Heavy softly cleared her throat to grab the other molly’s attention. The gesture had her ears burning with faint embarrassment, but she ignored it. ”Stormmask, could I ask why you became a medicine cat? I know it’s necessary for the Clan, but it just…it seems like a lot, so what drew you in?” Hopefully her question didn’t come off as her prying too much or even rude, Heavy was just genuinely curious and wanted to have a chance at getting to know more about one of the cats that had given up so much of her time to help keep Heavy alive.
Heavy »
shares prey with stemriver - Nettle
A quarter moon had passed since Stemriver’s heat exhaustion had cleared. He had once again been allowed to participate in patrols and regular warrior duties, which meant that Heavy had less time to spend with him now. But this time around it didn’t hurt her heart like it had last time. Instead, she was nothing but proud of Stemriver. She knew he was a capable and strong young warrior, and she knew just how excited he was to be back on his regular duties. Whenever time allowed the two would find one another and catch up, talking about how their days had gone; mostly it ended up with Stemriver going over what had happened during his patrols since Heavy never really had much happening in her day to day life. She helped around camp where she could, but with her back still broken and half of her body still not functional, there was only so much she could do, but she did what she could and tried to feel proud about it no matter how much or how little she managed in a day.
She had been especially busy with taking care of and cleaning out the nursery. A patrol Stemriver had been on had come across a lone kit out in the woods just a few days ago. Mistlekit they were calling her, and the little kit was already making a home for herself in the warmth of the nursery. Heavy had made sure that the little kit had plenty of moss and feathers, and she had made sure to clean out the nursery thoroughly. From what Heavy understood, there had not been a litter of kits in seasons, and so the upkeep of the nursery had fallen into the back of every cat’s mind. But since she was stuck in camp with nothing to do, Heavy had put it upon herself to keep Mistekit’s new living area as clean and fresh as possible.
Having just come back from checking in on the kit, Heavy pulled herself over to the fresh-kill pile for a quick meal. She dragged herself out a plump squirrel, making sure to take a piece that had fallen to the bottom rather than the top - greenleaf was hot, humid, and could be miserable, but at least the prey was abundant and bellies were always full.
After swallowing down a bite of the juicy squirrel, movement caught Heavy’s attention. She looked away from her meal just in time to see Stemriver, a bright, warm smile immediately dancing across her face. ”Stemriver!” She called, gesturing toward the squirrel with a tilt of her head. ”Come share this with me if you have the time.”
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Post by Brownie on Jan 15, 2024 20:09:14 GMT -5
ikr someone gotta like, bring home some kits and say nothing about where they came from. :/
I kinda hope it's Scarlet. He would Do That. ]]
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 15, 2024 20:14:25 GMT -5
[ #scarletbecomesdad2024 ]
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 15, 2024 20:44:13 GMT -5
HECK YEAH, STEMRIER'S ON PATROL!! And another interaction with Heavy!! He's going good, I would say!]]
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 15, 2024 21:44:58 GMT -5
Stemriver
.-Stemriver - Plays a prank on Storm-mask-.Stemriver was feeling a little dull. It had been a late afternoon when he was sitting just outside the warriors' den. He was deep in thought, then he recalled his time in the medicine den. Stemriver's bored mind made him come to the conclusion he wanted to play a little trick on Storm-mask. He quickly padded to the entrance and gathered three worms from outside. It had taken a while, sure, but he'd knew it'd be worth it if it worked out. He quickly made his way back to camp and into the medicine den, where he lay the three worms in Storm-mask's nest. He gave a slight giggle to himself before going back to relaxing.
.-Stemriver - Shares prey with Heavy, recovers from heat exhaustion.Stemriver had recently recovered from his trip to the medicine den after getting heat exhaustion. He'd probably done something irrational which resulted in the injury. Then, he managed to just hear Heavy call him over from where she sat in the clearing. She'd asked him to share prey! Delighted, Stemriver skipped over to settle down beside her. She'd been eating a squirrel, and a lump was already missing. He glanced at Heavy, who was grinning at him. He gladly took a bite himself, the flavorsomeness kind on his tastebuds. After a while of eating, they'd finished the squirrel. "Delicious! Thanks for inviting me over," Stermriver meowed as he finished. "So, how have you been going? The medicine cats treat you well? Because if they didn't, they'll wish they had." The same moment he flexed his claws and tore three claw marks on the dusty soil.
((Sorry, I'll write the rest later, as I'm pretty busy right now. Also, I forgot I ha a roleplay profile! I accidently clicked it and couldn't turn it off... |
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Post by jaybun! on Jan 15, 2024 23:50:52 GMT -5
ooc;; poor bubbling's life has not been going good lately, i'm gonna have to get on him starclan strength antidepressants at this rate BUBBLINGSTAR - Beesong Bubblingstar paced along the outside of the medicine den, tail flicking restlessly as his ears swiveled and strained for the slightest noise from within. The snake itself, didn't surprise him, but that it had bit Beesong did. Had Yewclan not lost enough in the past few moons? Was Starclan not satisfied with their two newest additions? Were they being punished? He hadn't seen so many losses packed so tightly together like this since the greencough outbreak when he was an apprentice. The pale tom shook himself. Beesong wasn't dead yet, Storm-mask and Icepath were wonderful healers; if anyone could help her... A rustling caught his attention, stopping Bubblingstar in his tracks as Icepath's grim face poked from the den's entrance. The medicine cat didn't need to utter a word, his heart had already dropped to his paws. He nodded, mutely watching Icepath disappear back into the yawning entrance of the den. Another. Another- Bubblingstar drooped, pressing his head firmly enough into the medicine den's walls to scratch at his skin. He would have to look Scarletdrift in the eye and tell him they'd lost another of one of his daughters. His only remaining kit. And he'd have to... He took a great, shuddering sigh. Maybe Starclan would grant him a dream. This could be dealt with in the morning. |
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 16, 2024 9:07:17 GMT -5
[ man, give bubbling some high dosage catmint, this boy is going through it ] Heavy »
shares prey with stemriver - Nettle
It was nice getting to share a meal with Stemriver now that he was back on normal warrior duties. Heavy always tried to make time for the young tom, but sometimes it just simply didn’t work out whether it be from a conflict of their schedules or that Stemriver was simply hanging out with other warriors. It was good that Stemriver made relationships with the rest of his Clanmates. They were the cats that he was sworn to protect should anything happen, and having a strong connection with them would make it all the easier for him to defend them.
But right now Heavy was taking this chance to spend time with him. Her purr grew louder as the warrior joined her, and as he settled down beside her she leaned forward and gave him a nuzzle along the cheek.
Conversation didn’t begin until after the squirrel had been finished. Heavy licked her tongue over her muzzle, cleaning any tufts of fur that may have gotten caught between her whiskers. She chuffed in amusement between licks, eyeing Stemriver with an amused glance. ”No need to unsheathe your claws toward Icepath and Stormmask. They’ve been treating me well.” Perhaps a moon ago she would have said differently about Stormmask. It had been unpleasant when the gray tabby messed up what herbs to give to Heavy and she had lay in the den for the next few days feeling awful and sore, but this was a new moon and a new chance for the young healer to redeem herself.
As she pushed what remained of the squirrel off to the side - she’d have to remember to bury the bones later - she mewed, ”I’ve been helping out in the nursery quite a bit. Now that we have Mistlekit, I figured I could tend to her and the den since I’m stuck in camp anyway.” Speaking of the young kit reminded her that Stemriver had been part of the patrol that had discovered the tiny molly. ”How has returning to warrior duties been? You just started patrolling again and you’ve already found a kit, so surely some other interesting things have happened.” Heavy didn’t know much about what happened outside of camp unless Stemriver reported back to her, so hearing any news from him was always of interest to the calico.
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Post by Sweetfang on Jan 16, 2024 11:05:28 GMT -5
Hi, sorry for asking again, but I saw the waitlist got updated and that I wasn't on it. Is the waitlist just for current members?))
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Post by Brownie on Jan 16, 2024 13:34:27 GMT -5
Hi, sorry for asking again, but I saw the waitlist got updated and that I wasn't on it. Is the waitlist just for current members?)) No that's just me being dumb. Thank you for the catch, I'll add you back to the list!! ]] |
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Post by whispering on Jan 16, 2024 18:02:49 GMT -5
howdy everyone! i'm finally free of my stomach infection :'3 poor scarlet lost his daughters and apprentice in just two moons D: we need to send him all the hugs Brownie i'd take icepath off your hands))) |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 16, 2024 18:04:30 GMT -5
howdy everyone! i'm finally free of my stomach infection :'3 poor scarlet lost his daughters and apprentice in just two moons D: we need to send him all the hugs Brownie i'd take icepath off your hands))) He does!!! And please do thank you ;-; I love her but it's A Lot also Mistlekit is up for grabs Dew Sapphirejas if neither of you take her by the end of the night, the claim will move down the list!! ]] |
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Post by Dew on Jan 16, 2024 18:12:28 GMT -5
I can take Mistlekit if Sapphirejas does not want them |
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Post by whispering on Jan 16, 2024 18:44:14 GMT -5
(great! i’m working on replies will get a starter up for this moon soon :3)
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 17, 2024 0:02:33 GMT -5
Cat's name: Mistlekit Name Change: N/A Description: Mistlekit is a long-furred white and gray ticked she-cat with yellow eyes. She was found abandoned in YewClan's territory after her mother unfortunately passed away. She is bossy towards other cats, often boasting how she will be the greatest warrior that YewClan has ever seen. She also loves to tell stories to the other cats, adventures she had after sneaking out of the nursery. sapphirejas 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.Brownie I'm so sorry that I'm late! When I checked this morning, whispering was higher up on the list to claim Mistlekit. But I forgot to check again until this evening, and there was two notifications of Mistlelkit being claimable! Please forgive me!  |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 17, 2024 1:30:56 GMT -5
All good!! ]]
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 17, 2024 2:17:33 GMT -5
I'll write a starter prompt for Mistlekit tomorrow!  I still can't believe how suddenly my former cat, Frostfleck died! I was in shock!  I will miss roleplaying her, and I imagine her adventuring and telling jokes to the other cats in StarClan! Not only that, Mudfleck and Beesong also died! Very sad two moons!  |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 17, 2024 2:26:52 GMT -5
ikr :(
I've never lost so many to moon events without extinction on :( ]]
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Post by Sand on Jan 17, 2024 4:57:54 GMT -5
( clangen really doesn’t like us :-(. poor Beesong. )
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Post by Sand on Jan 17, 2024 12:55:20 GMT -5
 Spottedfur : an abandoned kit - border patrol with Dappleswipe, Stemriver & Mistle(kit)
Spottedfur padded towards the border he would be marking with Dappleswipe and Stemriver today. In the past moon, things had been difficult for YewClan. They lost Beesong to a venomous snake bite and grief was circling the camp once again. Still, there were duties that needed to be carried out with or without the clan.
The silver speckled tom hummed as he padded along, glancing at his surroundings. A suspicious scent wafted into the air and Spottedfur's pelt bristled. "Dappleswipe, Stemriver. Do you smell that?" he mewed cautiously. "I think there's another cat, but I don't know this scent. They're definitely not a clan cat."
He paused momentarily before padding in the direction of the scent. It was slightly strong as he got closer, so Spottedfur knew he was headed in the right direction. He chose to kept his claws unsheathed in case it could be an outsider, waiting to ambush the patrol. With how things had gone lately for the clan, he wasn't taking any chances. "Hey! Who's there?" the senior warrior demanded, stopping by a large fern bush.
[ tags: Nettle , & @gloomylatte & Sapphirejas ]
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 17, 2024 15:34:11 GMT -5
 Sand , @gloomylatte , Nettle Mistlekit
Mistle lay very still behind the large fern bush, frozen with fear! She has been alone ever since her mother died mysteriously, and is struggling to find enough food to eat in the wilderness. She has been living off of only bugs and occasionally lizards. Now, she hid behind the bush when she smelled the scent of strange cats, strong and tangy. She is terrified of these cats because they could hurt her or do something horrible with her! She was as frozen as a stone, listening to the cats' pawsteps, as they approached her, her little heart thumping faster and faster as they get closer. When she heard the voice of a mysterious tom, her spine shivered with fear! She fur stood up on end and she raised her hackles. As the tom came closer and closer, her fur bristled. What will he do with me?! Thought Mistle, her heart racing. |
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woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 17, 2024 15:42:56 GMT -5
Stemriver
.-Stemriver, on patrol with Dappleswipe, Spottedfur & Mistle(kit)-. @gloomylatte, Sand, SapphirejasStemriver was quietly walked along the edge of the territory, scenting the ground every so often to make sure there weren't any new scents straying into the territory. Then, Spottedfur dropped into a low meow, and was talking about a strange scent. Stemriver perked his ears, trying to hear something that could indicate what they were searching for. Suddenly, there was distant... Mewling? "I can hear it!" Stemriver hissed. Quickly, they began to follow the scent. Spottedfur was quick to pick up a trail, and Stemriver beckoned Dappleswipe to follow in case a trespassing rogue was waiting to spring out, and Spottedfur would require back-up. Suddenly, the scent was so strong, Stemriver grimaced at the stench. "That's no clan cat... but it doesn't smell like a rogue either. It must be a kit! I heard mewling when we were by the oak tree!" Stemriver realized with a gasp, however his voice remained but a whisper.
.-Stemriver, talking to Heavy-. FeathertalonStemriver turned back to Heavy once he had finished his tail. Suddenly, the night was darker, and the sky was dotted stars. The glowing moonlight made Stemriver realize it was far too late to finish the story. Shaking the dust from his pelt, he gave Heavy an apologetic look. "Perhaps tomorrow I can stop by the medicine den and tell you the rest. Does that sound okay?" Stemriver mewed, giving Heavy an affectionate lick on the ear.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 17, 2024 18:11:37 GMT -5
Heavy »
Heavy blinked in surprise when Stemriver mentioned coming by the medicine den tomorrow to continue his story. She noted how thick the shadows had gotten in the camp, how the darkness seemed to be swallowing all the dens in sight. Was it already that late? One glanced upwards gave the calico her answer - through a haze of humidity the sky was painted in dusky tones of soft purple, stunning pink-orange, and an ever creeping indigo that was soon to devour the brightness of the sun.
She sat in silence for a moment longer, giving the sky just enough time to fade into the beginning of night, the first few stars dotting the night sky. A slow sigh slipped from her lips. Heavy reached forward to nuzzle Stemriver, purring as she drew in his familiar scent. Even if they didn’t get to spend a lot of time together tonight, it was better than nothing. ”That sounds wonderful,” she mewed with an affectionate smile tugging at her lips. ”I’ll try and save a plump piece of prey for us to share again, too.” With the abundance of prey that wouldn’t be hard to do. The hardest part of that task would be getting herself to the fresh-kill pile and back to the medicine den where Stemriver would be looking for her.
While the greenleaf heat was almost unbearable during the day, now that the sun had dipped over the horizon there was a calming coolness to the air. Between the soft sounds of YewClan warriors preparing for bed and the chorus of greenleaf crickets, the camp sounded peaceful. With no early plans on her agenda for the morning, Heavy decided she’d stay out here for a while longer. Just because Stemriver was retiring to his nest didn’t mean she had to just yet.
Yes, she decided, she’d stay out to enjoy the peace of night for a while.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2024 21:02:28 GMT -5
 ୨⎯ Dappleswipe ⎯୧w/ Spottedfur, Stemriver, and Mislekit Dappleswipe traveled alongside the two toms to their clan's border in silence. She was a friendly and talkative cat, but not in this moment. Grief gripped at her heart, and a pang of guilt as well. She hadn't been the closest to Beesong and even went as far as not really liking her much, and now it made her heart hurt. If only she had gotten to know her more... Maybe they could've been friends. The deputy lifted her head high to take in her surroundings. At least she was with her former apprentice, she was very proud of how Stemriver grew over time. She knew he would make a fine warrior.
"I smell it too." Dappleswipe's fur started to stand on end, alert to the scent of an unknown cat. It wasn't like the previous time when they had just found two clan kits out of their camp. This... This wasn't a cat of any clan. Images of fierce rouges flashed in her mind, and she dug her claws into the earth below.
Though she relaxed only a little as Stemriver spoke in a hushed tone, her eyes blinking at him in realization. "You heard a kit?" Was this a lone kit, with no mother? The she-cat shivered at the thought and her fur began to lie more flat, only fluffed out a little. He was right, the smell wasn't as strong and foul like a rouge's... "I'm going to see." She flicked her tail for the two to stay close behind as she approached the bushes the scent was the strongest. Finally, she stuck her head cautiously through an opening in them, her copper eyes widening at the sad little bundle in front of her. "Oh stars, hello little one! So sorry to scare you." The kit was so fluffed up, she looked like a moss ball. Dappleswipe's heart ached even more. "Are you alone?"
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 17, 2024 21:53:32 GMT -5
 Sand Nettle @gloomylatte MistlekitMistle stared at the tortie black and dark ginger she-cat. She wasn't the tom whose voice she heard before, this was a different cat. Her scent not a scent that the white and gray she-kit recognized, but this cat looked friendly and had a warm voice, but she was still a stranger to her! She also looked very young, certainly younger than her mother that passed away and left her all alone! "Yes" mewed Mistle, her heart thumping harder and harder. "My mummy died, so I am all alone and I miss her heaps! My name is Mistle!" "What do you want?!" She demanded the black and dark ginger tortie she-cat "Please don't hurt me!" |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2024 22:24:35 GMT -5
୨⎯ Dappleswipe ⎯୧
w/ Spottedfur, Stemriver, and Mistlekit Dappleswipe's copper eyes softened as she came out of the bush and sat in front of the kit, curling her tortie tail around her paws. "No one's going to hurt you Mistle, I promise." She purred reassuringly, flicking her tail for the kit to come closer if she wanted to. The older cat tilted her head in a friendly manner. The kit's mother died... How dreadful, the forest was filled with death this season. Dappleswipe's chest began to fill with an emotion she couldn't describe. No harm would come to this kit, she would make sure of it. "My name is Dappleswipe, it's very nice to meet you Mistle. If you'd like you can come with us, I'm sorry my friends here scared you. They were just being cautious, I promise they are nice." She nodded her head. "We have a camp full of other nice cats, and we can feed you. Give you shelter... You have my word, little one." Dappleswipe dipped her head towards the kit comfortingly.
(( POOR MISTLE... she is too cute :') ))
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 17, 2024 22:46:25 GMT -5
Sand Nettle @gloomylatte MistlekitMistle relaxed and lowered her hackles at the black and dark ginger tortie she-cat's voice. It was good to know that she and the other cats won't hurt her. However, Mistle thought her name was very strange. Her mother certainly didn't have a name like that, but she did mention of the cats who lives in the forest in large groups, with strange names, lead by a cat who is very hard to kill, and a belief in a strange place that they go to when they die. Suddenly her spine shivered, and her fur bristled. She remembered her mother saying that these cats were dangerous, and as soon as she step her paw on their territory, she would be ripped to shreds! However, these cats were the opposite of dangerous. They seemed very friendly and was offering her a warm place with lots of love and food. They are certainly not ripping her to shreds! She stepped forward and touched Dappleswipe's noise with hers. "You have a weird name, but I need somewhere nice to live!" Mewed Mistle "And that place seems nice! I'm always so hungry since mummy died! And you are nice... even though my mummy says you cats aren't! Please take me to meet your friends and to that place, Apple-bite. I don't know how to say your name, sorry!" Her white and gray body made an arch, and her tail was raised very high in the air, she was really excited to go there and not be hungry anymore! "You are good!"
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 18, 2024 0:42:35 GMT -5
STEMRIVER
.-Stemriver - Border patrolling with Spottedfur, Dappleswipe & Mistle-.Stemriver rolled his eyes when Dappleswipe mentioned that they wouldn't hurt the kit. He didn't like the idea of being justified to a kit that hadn't even met him! He quickly wanted to see the kit, too, so he craned his neck and spotted the white fluff-ball. Immidiatly, all feelings of concern drifted away, and he pushed through Dappleswipe to greet the little kit. He made sure to come on gently, and not to scare them. "Good day, Mistle. My name is Stemriver, and I'm one of the nice cats Dappleswipe here told you about. I see your mother is gone, but do not fret, for if you want, I'll take you to the place where you'll get food, shelter and meet more nice cats like me and my friends. How about you ride on my back, does that sound okay?" Stemriver's voice was kind and gentle, and he did expect to see his clanmates a little shocked at his softness toward the kit.
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 18, 2024 1:33:09 GMT -5
 Nettle Sand @gloomylatte Mistlekit"A badger ride!" mewed Mistle excitedly at Stemriver, her tail twitching with excitement, "Though are you sure you won't hurt me?! Mummy told me that cats living in large groups are dangerous!" She looked at the gray and white tom lowering himself to get her on his back. She tensed a bit. "Your name is weird and your face look like an owl!" Mistle rolled her eyes after she said the cute insult. Who cares about that?!" she though desperately, her mind set on food and safety. "You're good though, ten-river! Take me on the ride! I can't wait to see more of your friends!" Mistle climbed on Stemriver's back, with Dappleswipe and the gray tom whose voice she heard watching not too far away. She can't wait to see the other cats, though she hoped that they will be as friendly as Dappleswipe, Stemriver, and the gray tom padding to see her. OOC: Mistlekit (Mistle then) is rude, but in a cute way!  |
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Post by Brownie on Jan 18, 2024 16:17:53 GMT -5
x - Moon 18 - x
Early leaf-fall; blustering
Clan Events:
Thinks about strange coincidences Major Events Event: Has insomnia from his grief and memories. Given thyme for his grief. Patrol: None Relationships - Appreciates Dappleswipe (+)
- Lifts his chin when walking past Heavy None
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None
Dappleswipe STATUS: HEALTHY || @gloomylatte Regrets not eating the bird on the fresh-kill pile earlier Patrol: Border Relationships - Complains that Heavy isn't being useful (--) with Spottedfur, Stemriver
Event : Abandoned kit
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Spottedfur takes the kit and rushes it back to camp, where she is nursed back to health. Teaches Mistlekit what plants to stay away from Major Events Event: Tail is healed, but got greencough
Patrol: None Relationships - Thinks Storm-mask was nice to her (+)
- Appreciates Dappleswipe always being around the healer's den to check up on her (++) with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Wonders if StarClan has been speaking with Icepath lately Patrol: Border Relationships - Thinks highly of Bubblingstar (+)
- Took a sunbath with Bubblingstar and Mistlekit
with Stemriver, Scarletdrift
Event : Prey across the FlowerClan border
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Stemriver doesn't hesitate and there don't seem to be any FlowerClan cats around to notice. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Thinks Storm-mask is helpful (+)
- Is surprised when Storm-mask asks him for help (+) with Storm-mask
Event : High winds
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They gather mallow and catmint, despite the challenges of the weather. Tries to give good advice Patrol: Border Relationships - Doesn't notice Icepath's stare
- Gives Stemriver a task
with Stemriver, Dappleswipe
Event : Prey across the FlowerClan border
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Stemriver doesn't hesitate and there don't seem to be any FlowerClan cats around to notice. Wonders how Spottedfur is doing Major Events Event: Announces that she is expecting kits! Patrol: None Relationships - Happy to see Storm-mask (++)
- Thanks Stemriver for helping them out earlier that day (+)
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Event : .
Choice : .
Outcome : . Stemriver STATUS: HEALTHY; RUNNY NOSE || Nettle Saw a pair of twolegs on patrol! Major Events Event: Stemriver got a runny nose Patrol: Border (starter) Relationships - Jealous that Bubblingstar is eating his favorite prey (-) with Scarletdrift, Dappleswipe
Event : Prey across FlowerClan's border
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Stemriver doesn't hesitate and there don't seem to be any FlowerClan cats around to notice. Tries to sneak out of camp Patrol: None Relationships - Thinks about how Spottedfur is always reliable (+)
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Post by Brownie on Jan 18, 2024 16:18:05 GMT -5
Heavy expecting kits???
also sorry I've been so busy ;-; I'm trying to keep up with my new year's gym resolution and I'm doing great but it's taking time out of my day that I'm used to having for writing these and I'm still adjusting to that (esp cuz the weather takes so long to get anywhere, and I'm trying to cook more zzz) ]]
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I still can't believe how suddenly my former cat, Frostfleck died! I was in shock! 
I will miss roleplaying her, and I imagine her adventuring and telling jokes to the other cats in StarClan! Not only that, Mudfleck and Beesong also died! Very sad two moons! 
