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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2024 17:09:49 GMT -5
Heavy »
with brightkit - TheKeenGlint thrushkit - Nettle & slatekit
tries to set a good example for her kits
In the days that followed Heavy’s miraculous recovery, gloom had settled upon the Clan once more. It was a happy time in that Scarletdrift had recovered from his greencough and dislocated joint, but now two other cats had fallen ill. Spottedfur was suffering from greencough now, and along with that, poor Stormmask had yellowcough. That left the Clan with just Icepath as the sole medicine cat, and while Heavy knew from first paw experience that the medicine cat knew what she was doing, it was worrying to know that Icepath had the responsibility of healing the sick all by herself.
There was a part of Heavy that wanted to slip into the medicine cat den and offer her services to Icepath. The calico had been stuck inside the medicine den for so long that she had picked up on some valuable healing skills. Honestly, if not for the fact that she had kits now, Heavy would have already been inside the den helping with the sickness that was starting to break throughout YewClan’s warriors, but she dared not risk getting her kits sick. Spottedfur and Stormmask were strong cats. They’d pull through.
Yet as she sat outside the nursery with her kits, grooming Brightkit since her daughter had decided to mess up her pelt during playtime, an idea popped into Heavy’s mind. She was still worried for her fellow Clanmates and wanted to help in some way. Perhaps she could use this time to teach a lesson to her kits about how important it was to help Clanmates out when they needed an extra paw. She still wasn’t going to let them go inside the medicine cat den, but taking them to the fresh-kill pile, letting them pick out a few pieces of prey, and drop it off near Icepath’s and Stormmask’s den wouldn’t hurt. Then Icepath wouldn’t have to leave her patients for very long and would still be able to get a meal for herself and the two ill felines. It would be a good example for her kits as well, teaching them how to help others without putting their own lives at risk.
Nudging Brightkit, Heavy got to her paws. She swept her tail through the air, still amazed at the factshe could once again move unhindered, and motioned for her litter to follow along at her side. ”How do you three feel about helping the Clan?” She asked with a purr, already moving toward the fresh-kill pile. It was low, as was expected in leaf-bare, but a few leftover pieces from the night before lay on the ground still. It would be enough for Icepath and her patients at least.
Slatekit »
Only one moon old and Slatekit was already on a mission.
She planted her paws squarely on the ground, wiggling her little toes over the moss that decorated the flooring of the nursery. She hunched her shoulders, puffed out her chest, stuck her tail straight up in the air, and began on a march. Heavy was currently asleep at the moment, having settled herself down for a nap with her kits, but Slatekit had already woken up, and with no adult cat to supervise her, she was going to finally do as she pleased. Heavy wasn’t awake to stop her, and Slatekit was thriving with that knowledge.
On her way out of the nursery, she made sure to nudge along against her sister Brightkit. The pale ginger kit was awake as well, minding her own business and probably off in her own little world, but as Slatekit walked past, she shouldered into her sister to make sure Brightkit knew that she was on a mission. With a snarky grin Slatekit shot a mischievous look toward Brightkit, stuck out her tongue, and then carried on her way, marching right out of the nursery and into the main area of camp.
Slatekit paused for a moment, her little ears swiveling back and forth as the buzz of activity echoed in her ears. She had been outside the nursery before, but each time was a bit of a surprise to her. It was always so much louder than the nursery, and colder too. The charcoal spotted kit fluffed out her fur, wishing it could be longer right now. Her littermates had long fur, and so did Heavy, but why didn’t Slatekit? Her fur wasn’t short and tight-pressed against her body, but it was still shorter than what her littermates and Heavy had. Slatekit huffed, annoyed at this for just a split second until movement caught her attention. Looking ahead with bright yellow-green eyes, Slatekit’s gaze landed on Bubblingstar, the Clan leader. A wily grin split across her visage.
”Bubblingstar! Bubblingstar!” The kit called out as she pranced toward the leader. ”Why don’t I have longer fur?” She stopped once she had come up to the leader, but within a matter of seconds she was prancing around him, walking in circles around the tomcat as she observed him with a scrutinizing glare. Bubblingstar had even shorter fur than Slatekit did, so he was surely cold out in this frosty air. And speaking of his fur, Slatekit couldn’t help but notice that Bubblingstar, while his fur was short, had a similar pelt color to her littermates. Heavy had never outright told Slatekit and her siblings who their father was. The calico queen had admitted that Slatekit looked the most like their father, but looking at Bubblingstar’s orange pelt and thinking about her siblings’ orange pelts, Heavy’s comment didn’t stop Slatekit from blurting out, ”Bubblingstar, are you my dad?” If her dad was the Clan leader, then that meant she could do anything and everything she wanted! Was that why Heavy was being so secretive about who had fathered her litter? Did she not want her kits to grow up with the benefits of being a leader’s child?
Slatekit huffed out a breath of air, circling Bubblingstar still. ”Can I be an apprentice now if you’re my dad? You could train me! We can get to know one another better,” she chimed, looking up at Bubblingstar with glimmering, wide eyes. Her jaws opened to say something more, but before the words could slip off her tongue the young molly yelped with surprise as she misstepped and tripped over the tom’s paw, rolling until she stabilized herself and got back up on her paws.
Puffing her pelt out and blowing air into her cheeks, she looked mildly miffed at Bubblingstar before shaking out her body and giving a bounce, not daring to show that she had just tripped over her potential father’s paws like some newborn kit that wasn’t ready for apprenticeship yet.
Slatekit »
overhears heavy scolding thrushkit for not being nice to his littermates & promises to look out for thrushkit - Nettle
Once again Slatekit had been able to weasel her way out of the nursery and into the camp. She darted from cat to cat, pestering any warrior she could find, asking them if they’d take her out of camp, asking if they’d mentor her once she was apprenticed, or simply just letting them know she was going to be the best warrior in all of YewClan’s history and that they needed to prepare for that. She had noticed some pelts ruffling and a few scoffs coming from the warriors, but Slatekit had walked on by without a care in the world. If they were going to be jealous about her future prowess then that was their own fault!
She would have stayed outside of the nursery for longer, but the cold air was starting to penetrate deep into her fur and into the crevices of her bones. Not wanting to chill herself to the core, Slatekit headed back into the nursery, just in time to hear Heavy talking to Thrushkit. She didn’t listen in on the whole scolding, just something about how Heavy wasn’t happy with how Thrushkit had treated his littermates recently and needed to remember to be nice. Once Heavy had turned her attention elsewhere Slatekit padded up to her brother, nudging him in a gentle manner not many cats got to experience when it came to the dark furred kit. She purred gently. ”Hey, don’t listen to her. I can’t even remember what you did!” Slatekit’s whiskers trembled with laughter. They were littermates. It was their duty to pester one another and make it harder for each other, but at the end of the day, they all loved one another and made sure to keep each other safe.
Whatever Thrushkit had done to cause Heavy to scold him - which didn’t happen often - Slatekit had already forgotten all about it, meaning it couldn’t have been that bad. She nuzzled up closer to her brother, purring. ”If she’s still mad at you later, I’ll bat her whiskers off! You’ve got me on your side no matter what, Thrushkit.” For as annoying and straightforward that she was, Slatekit would always make sure to have her littermates’ backs.
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Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Jan 30, 2024 17:59:37 GMT -5
.+Stemriver+. ![]()
.-Stemriver, Border patrol with Mistlepaw, Dappleswipe-.
Stemriver could feel the bitter leaf-bare breeze push past him, as he, Dappleswipe and Mistlepaw trekked through the forest. He winced at the sharp wind.
Turning, he could see he wasn't alone, as Dappleswipe and Mistlepaw struggled in the ever-increasing harshness of the bitter breeze. The trees were bare, and the usual fresh scent of prey and the scurrying sound had vanished in the past moon.
With every paw step Stemriver wished he was back in the warriors' den, cozy in his nest. Or perhaps playing with Heavy's kits, or possibly, his own.
As they reached near the end of the patrol, they began to wander past an old badger sett. Stemriver waves over the patrol and begins to look curiously at the badger sett. "Maybe we can check and see if there's a badger living here? We can enforce brambles around the edge, and if it moves, we'll know if there's something there." Stemriver would meow, before picking up and places brambles around the edge.
After a good lot of work, they're all about to leave when the brambles collapse to the ground. Stemriver suppresses a hiss of frustration. Although he still has a little flare of determination, he decides it's best if they just head back to camp, even with nothing to show for their work.
.-Helps Dappleswipe organize patrols-.
It was an early morning, and Stemriver felt ready to take on any challenge. A fiery determination brewing inside him.
As he steps outside the warriors' den, he's greeted with Dappleswipe looking unusually uncertain. When he asks what's wrong, he quickly realizes Dappleswipe could most certainly use help with organizing patrols.
He smiles, unusually cheerful about the fact that even his strong, former mentor has troubles at times. He gives a reassuring purr, before sitting down beside the she-cat. "Don't worry, I'll help you organize the patrols!" He declares with a grin. |
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Pansexual
Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Jan 30, 2024 18:01:24 GMT -5
Meh, I'll write about Thruskit later. I also think there's a chance Icepath might take him under their wing! Thrushkit seems quiet and observant, and Icepath was talking to him... Is it a sign?]]
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Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Jan 30, 2024 18:14:44 GMT -5
Also, literally in love with Slatekit. He's going to be a bit of an ass, but I have honest respect for it. Stemriver and Slatekit would probably work well together, but at this rate Bubblingstar will probably mentor Slatekit. Otherwise, he'd never hear the end of it.]]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2024 18:24:59 GMT -5
[ heavy would be so proud of her son if he went the medicine cat route ;v;
Like she’d be proud no matter what but she’d def hype her son up
And slate is an absolute menace that needs to be stopped. She’s got charisma too which makes her gremlin energy even scarier
I’d love to see her and Stem hanging out though!! I think they would be cute together ;u; ]
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Post by Sapphirejas on Jan 30, 2024 19:55:59 GMT -5
 Nettle Dappleswipe"That's a great idea Stemriver!" Purred Dappleswipe. "Will you help us out, Mistlepaw?" When Mistlepaw agreed to help Dappleswipe and Stemriver, the black and dark ginger she-cat started grabbing brambles in her teeth and layering them on the edge of the badger's sett. Dappleswipe was shivering in the cold leaf-bare air, but she knew she must get this job done to see if any badgers were living in there. Mistlepaw and Stemriver also helped out. Soon, the sett's entrance was completely covered with brambles. However, the brambles started rolling down on the ground, and there was no sign of the black and white badger. "Mouse dung!" Hissed Dappleswipe, her tail lashing. "The brambles didn't stay there! Stemriver, Mistlepaw, hurry with me out of here, the badger could return home, and could even come out of this sett!"
 Mistlepaw"But I want to see what the badger look like!" Complained Mistlepaw. "I have never seen one in my life!" But Dappleswipe strictly told the white and gray she-cat that if they didn't leave, they would be at a great risk of injury or death from the badger! Mistlepaw didn't argue with Dappleswipe, and started walking home with the other two cats. She flattened her ears back in disappointment that she wasn't able to see the black and white creature. Her paws were hurting when she padded on the frozen ground, and the the icy breeze ruffled her fur, causing her to shiver on the entire journey back to camp. She had nothing to show for the Clan, as she failed to meet the mighty badger! |
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Post by jaybun! on Jan 30, 2024 20:14:47 GMT -5
ooc;; slate has no idea what she's done, between her & storm-mask bubbling is drowning in adoptive daughters (in his mind). i'll get on scarletdrift's interaction soon <3 BUBBLINGSTAR - Slatekit! He'd always had a soft spot for kits. It had been one of the reasons he'd considered the healer's path, once upon a time. He adored how full of life they could be. It was possibly one of the only times he enjoyed hearing someone yowl his name clear across camp. Slatekit (that was the right name, he hoped. He hadn't visited Heavy in the Nursery...he wasn't sure he'd be a welcome presence considering their few interactions) was no exception, and the leader had to fight back a smile at the little she-cat's enthusiasm. Quietly, he watched her circle him, a tiny, energetic ball of fur. Why do I have longer fur? she said, why indeed? He opened his mouth to reply only to slam it shut when Slatekit piped up again. " Your-?" Bubblingstar let out a bark of a laugh, barely noticing the kit trip over one of his paws, " no- no, I'm afraid you're scratching up the wrong tree." His eyes took an a conspiratorial gleam as he hunkered down to Slatekit's level with a whisper, " though...sneaking out by yourself is pretty impressive. Maybe if you can show me how well you can take care of your family, I might take you as an apprentice." |
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Lesbian
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jan 30, 2024 20:43:49 GMT -5
[ bubbling just casually gathers an army of all the daughters he’s adopted and i love that ] Slatekit »
Phew. It seemed that Bubblingstar didn’t notice her trip over his paw. That was good. It meant she still had control over this situation and show the leader that she was more than ready to take on her ‘paw name and impress the Clan with just how advanced she was. Before newleaf arrived she would be named a warrior and then she’d overtake even Dappleswipe and be named deputy! She would be second in command under Bubblingstar and then one day become leader after him. Slatekit would allow Dappleswipe to become deputy again under her leadership as it was only fair to give the tortoiseshell molly her chance at authority once more. Plus Dappleswipe knew how to be a deputy so Slatekit - Slatestar by then - wouldn’t have to teach the older molly how to be a good, responsible deputy.
A bark of laughter snapped the kit back to the present. Slatekit shoved her aspirations of leadership to the side as Bubblingstar responded to her question. The kit’s eyes grew wide, her head tipping to the side in confusion. ”But I’m not scratching at any tree,” she mewed, Bubblingstar’s comment going right over her head. Slatekit shuffled her paws along the ground and then glanced down as she unsheathed her claws. There wasn’t even any bark stuck between her thorn sharp claws, and even if she had been clawing at a tree why would it be the wrong one? Were there wrong and right trees to sharpen her claws on? This was leaving Slatekit with more questions than she had answers.
This left Slatekit still unsure on whether or not Bubblingstar was her father. She didn’t look anything like him, but Brightkit and Thrushkit had orange pelts like the tomcat did. Sure, Heavy had orange on her calico pelt, but she wasn’t solid orange, so why would her brother and sister be mostly ginger if not for a mostly ginger father? Slatekit was just about to verbalize this, yearning for an answer, but Bubblingstar beat her to the draw, offering a future possibility of Slatekit becoming his apprentice.
Slatekit bounced excitedly. The fur along her back rufffled and bristled like tiny pine needles. ”I can take care of my family real well! I helped bring prey to Icepath the other day!” She left out the part about Heavy, Thrushkit, and Brightkit being there as well, but Bubblingstar didn’t needed to know that. He could assume that Slatekit had done it all by herself out of the goodness of her own heart. ”I can bring you prey too! Do you like sparrow? If you let me be an apprentice I can bring you all the sparrows in the forest!” Slatekit purred loudly, her tail flicking back and forth with excitement while her paws kneaded the ground in a tip-tapping manner. Slatekit still didn’t know if the leader was her dad or not, and she still didn’t know what trees were right or wrong, but she did know one thing - she was going to be the best apprentice ever! |
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Post by Brownie on Feb 1, 2024 15:06:39 GMT -5
moon time!! It's a big one ;-; ]]
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Post by Brownie on Feb 1, 2024 15:25:03 GMT -5
x - Moon 22 - x
mid leaf-bare; frozen Clan Events: Yellowcough outbreak! Slatekit, Deerleaf, Heavy, Stemriver, Scarletdrift and Icepath are infected! Icepath's condition quickly worsens and she dies from yellowcough. whispering Regrets passing up on his favorite fresh-kill before patrol Patrol: Border Relationships - Talks with Heavy (+)
- Watches over Brightkit with Dappleswipe, Spottedfur, Mistlepaw
Event : Pawprints in the snow
Choice : Do not Proceed
Outcome : They don't investigate. Too many cats are sick to risk getting into a fight right now.
Talks with Storm-mask about what being a medicine cat is like Patrol: Border Relationships - Gives Storm-mask an important task with Mistlepaw, Bubblingstar, Spottedfur
Event : Pawprints in the snow
Choice : Do not Proceed
Outcome : They don't investigate. Too many cats are sick to risk getting into a fight right now. Is upset that she has to be up so early every day while she should be resting Major Events Event: Storm-mask refuses to accept that Icepath died. Patrol: None Relationships - Has an argument with Dappleswipe (-)
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Choice : None
Outcome : None Major Events Event: Spottedfur recovers from greencough Patrol: Border Relationships - Hopes he isn't on patrol with Bubblingstar in the morning (-)
- Talks to Storm-mask (+) with Bubblingstar, Dappleswipe, Mistlepaw
Event : Pawprints in the snow
Choice : Do not Proceed
Outcome : They don't investigate. Too many cats are sick to risk getting into a fight right now. Scarletdrift STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || Dew Sleeps a lot Major Events Event: Scarletdrift catches Yellowcough Patrol: none Relationships - Caught Stemriver complaining about him behind his back (--)
- Takes Thrushkit's favorite moss-ball away from him (-)
with none
Event : none
Choice : none
Outcome : none Is being begged by Slatekit to play, despite both of them being sick Major Events Event: Heavy catches yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Has to scold Slatekit after she caused trouble in the healer's den (-)
- Loves Brightkit so much (++)
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Outcome : . Deerleaf STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || @open Wonders what became of his twoleg family Major Events Event: Deerleaf catches yellowcough
Patrol: None Relationships - Complains that Stemriver snores and keeps him up at night (--) with none
Event : none
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Outcome : none Stemriver STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || Nettle Wonders how his old Clan is doing without him Major Events Event: Stemriver catches yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Doesn't notice Slatekit getting into trouble until too late with none
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Choice : None
Outcome : None Patrol: Border Relationships - Helps cheer Storm-mask up (+)
with Dappleswipe, Spottedfur, Bubblingstar
Event : Suspicious pawprints in the snow
Choice : Do not proceed
Outcome : They don't investigate. Too many cats are sick to risk getting into a fight right now. Is happy being alone in the nursery sometimes Patrol: None Relationships - Enjoys Mistlepaw's company (++)
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Choice : None
Outcome : None Major Events Event: Slatekit catches yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Notices Thrushkit being helpful (-)
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Outcome : None Watches Thrushkit pretend to hunt a mouse Patrol: None Relationships - Loves Heavy so much (+)
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Post by Brownie on Feb 1, 2024 15:26:14 GMT -5
Yellowcough outbreak!!
(I forgot the sick sprites, gonna edit that rn)
Also technically Icepath died to a snake bite, but it's the middle of winter?? So she got lumped in with the sick instead ]]
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 1, 2024 17:10:57 GMT -5
aw man, i loved icepath!! hope everyone else pulls through being sick
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#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 1, 2024 17:22:35 GMT -5
[ icepath no ;o;
and dang, nearly all the clan is sick now. this isn't looking good</3
i'll try to get replies for heavy and slate up later! im stuck in ochem lab for like another hour or two tho ]
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Post by Sand on Feb 1, 2024 18:57:05 GMT -5
( noo, not Icepath!  a yellowcough outbreak isn’t looking too good for us.) |
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 1, 2024 21:30:28 GMT -5
Heavy »
with slatekit
Heavy was starting to doubt that StarClan existed again, for if they did, why would they heal a broken cat’s back, instill hope inside their heart, and then push them back down with a chest full of yellowcough the next moon? It was cruel, absolutely heartless. And worst yet, they had taken one of the only cats that could heal it. Losing Icepath was a hard blow to not just the Clan, but Heavy herself. She had grown somewhat close to the medicine cat in her seasons of being in the same den with Icepath, and while it would take time to adjust to Icepath’s absence, the real worry that clouded Heavy’s addled mind was the fact that Slatekit had caught yellowcough as well. Thrushkit and Brightkit were still healthy, and that eased the queen’s worries somewhat, but having to stay away from her other two kits broke her heart. She loved them both so much, and as images of her two other kits flashed in her mind, she curled up tighter, whining softly despite her scratchy throat.
”Heavy,” came a soft mew, a paw prodding into Heavy’s flank. ”Heavy, can I play?”
The calico slowly craned her head upward, watery eyes blinking open to find Slatekit standing beside her, the kit’s eyes watery with sickness as well, but even though she was suffering from the same ailment as most of the Clan, Slatekit was still a kit, and there was nothing more that a kit wanted than to play.
The last thing Heavy wanted was to tell Slatekit that she couldn’t, but Slatekit needed to focus on resting. Heavy was worried about her two kits that she couldn’t be with right now, but Slatekit was the one out of her litter that had caught yellowcough, and the calico was beyond worried for Slatekit. If something happened to her…
A sigh slipped from Heavy’s lips as she shook her head. ”You should rest, Slatekit. The more you rest, the sooner you’ll get better.” It was a good sign that Slatekit still had energy and still yearned to play, but again, the kit needed to rest. And not only that, but there wasn’t room inside the medicine den for Slatekit to play, and knowing Slatekit, the charcoal molly would run around the entire place and disturb all the other sick warriors.
Slatekit whined, her little tail waving unhappily in the air. ”I wanna-” a cough racked the little kit’s body, causing her to fall silent. Despite not having a lot of energy herself, Heavy quickly jumped up and pressed herself against her daughter.
”You need rest,” Heavy reiterated, concern sparking throughout her fur as Slatekit struggled beside her.
Slowly the young kit sat down beside her mother, still shaking from coughs. Should Heavy call for Stormmask? The calico’s jaws tightened; not only was Stormmask the only medicine cat now, but she had also caught yellowcough. She needed rest as well, but Heavy couldn’t spare Stormmask’s health for the sake of her own kit’s. Perhaps, she decided then, if Slatekit wasn’t better soon then she’d call for the medicine cat’s help.
Slatekit »
with heavy
The cough lasted for a few minutes longer, Slatekit’s body trembling like a leaf in stormy winds. Between the shudders she could feel Heavy’s tongue, warm and gentle, stroking against her fur, a sense of comfort to the young molly.
Eventually the coughing stopped. Slatekit sat there, taking deep breaths of air to refill her now empty lungs. Her eyes and nose stung, her throat as scratchy as a patch of nettles. She whimpered, but even that hurt. Why did she have to be sick? Why couldn’t she still be healthy like Brightkit and Thrushkit. Annoyance flared inside her chest alongside the stuffiness of disease that throbbed inside.
Despite feeling icky and hot, Slatekit got back to her paws. She fluffed out her pelt with indignation, stamping her paws along the ground with a surge of energy she didn’t think she had with this yellowcough. ”I wanna play! It'll help me become an apprentice so Bubblingstar can train me! Let me play, Heavy, pleeeeaaaase,” she begged once more, pushing up on her hindlegs and shoving her front paws into her mother’s flanks. She heard the calico huff, and before Heavy could truly verbalize a word, Slatekit darted forward, skittering along the ground. Moss from a nearby nest flung into the air, landing with a soft thud! on the ground. Slatekit managed a hoarse squeal of laughter before jumping into the air, twisting and twirling around before once again becoming earthbound. Her paw slid across the floor, her tiny body flung downward as she tumbled, rolling along as carefree as a sick kit could be.
”Slatekit!” Her laughter and fun came to an abrupt halt when she heard just how forceful her mother’s voice was. A chill ran down Slatekit’s spine. Her mother was never sounded this forceful, and even scarier yet was the fact that Heavy was also sick and her voice wasn’t as well as it usually was.
Reluctantly Slatekit dragged her yellow-green gaze over to where her mother lay; the calico’s eyes were narrowed and her tail-tip could be seen twitching back and forth like the rattler of a snake, but Heavy’s face was expressionless as she meowed, ”Slatekit, there are too many sick cats in the den right now for you to be acting out, and you’re sick too.” Slatekit’s chest tightened with an upcoming cough as if to remind her. ”You need to come over here and rest.”
Any other time and Slatekit would have argued with her mother, finding any way that she could to charm Heavy into letting her do what she wanted, but this time Slatekit merely nodded. Her ears flattened against her head, she slowly walked back to where her mother lay, taking a pitiful sit beside Heavy as she sniffled, wishing she could just be healthy.
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 1, 2024 23:20:12 GMT -5
Hi everyone, I’m sorry I was absent at the moonskip. From yesterday to afternoon today I was left with no internet because the house’s router had broken down. I’m back now, because the router had been replaced, so I can continue roleplaying YewClan ClanGen warrior cats. 😊
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 1, 2024 23:48:37 GMT -5
ooc;; clenches fist. i love the way you write Feathertalon , your prompts have been really inspiring! BUBBLINGSTAR - Pawprints in the snow Bubblingstar huffed through his nose, trying in vain to fluff up his short fur against the freezing wind. Already, he'd been tempted to call off this whole patrol at least thrice. Let the longer-furred warriors take care of things, he valued having unfrozen limbs! But patrols were patrols for a reason, and so, miserably leeching whatever warmth he could from the cats around him; Bubblingstar plodded on. His head keeps dipping down, in a vain attempt to shield his eyes from the cold. And it's only due to that, that he notices the prints in the snow at all. A perfect set of paw-prints cutting through the snow straight toward their border. He paused only for a second, before shaking his head and plowing forward on his path. They have to much at risk to chance a confrontation this leaf-bare. If some cat wanted to turn into an icicle, let them have it. BUBBLINGSTAR - Speaking with Heavy, watching over Brightkit " They're doing just fine," Bubblingstar mewed softly from where he lurked from the entrance to the medicine den. He was loathe to disturb any of the ill, but especially the young Slatekit, from where she sniffled and snorted in her sleep at her mother's side. It was almost uncanny, how quickly something as simple as a cough could suck the once boundless energy out of a little thing like her. That couldn't be said for her siblings. Brightkit and Thrushkit were proving to be quite the wiggly handful themselves. Though Bubblingstar couldn't say he minded all the much when it actually came to his shift to keep an eye on them. He blinked gently at their mother, hoping to settle some of Heavy's nerves, " they're a pawful," he breathed out a small laugh, " I'm sure they'll be even worse once you're back." |
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Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 2, 2024 1:14:06 GMT -5
NOOOOO NOT ICEPATH! That's upsetting to hear about! Maybe we'll have some more kits or loners, kitty pets or rogues join soon.]]
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Post by Sand on Feb 2, 2024 12:33:25 GMT -5
 Spottedfur : patrol with Bubblingstar, Dappleswipe & Mistlepaw
Spottedfur padded after Bubblingstar, Dappleswipe, and Mistlepaw as the patrol made their way towards their destination. One could say that he wasn't excited to be on the same morning patrol as the ginger leader. He despised freezing temperatures and his short pelt wasn't of much help in the snow either. Since he had recovered from greencough, the silver speckled warrior didn't want to get too chilled in case he were to get sick again.
Yellowcough had infected most of the clan and it was worrying. Stormmask was ill and grieving over Icepath's unexpected death. They didn't have another medicine cat to rely on right now, so the hopes for herb gathering were rather grim. Nonetheless, Spottedfur had a bit of hope for this patrol. Maybe they would find prey or a traveling healer. Both would be helpful, but it would require a miracle.
As he was the last cat in the patrol, the senior warrior glanced up towards Bubblingstar, who had come to a stop. His silver gaze narrowed as he watched the ginger tom shake his head and move forward. Spottedfur quickly padded ahead, glancing at the set of pawprints in the snow. His nose wrinkled as he frowned, wondering why Bubblingstar chose to ignore the pawprints. Really? We're just going to ignore them? the silver tom thought, eyeing the leader once more. Although he hadn't wanted to spend his morning patrol with Bubblingstar, the leader's actions had officially irritated him. Spottedfur wanted to say something, but chose to keep quiet. Instead, he shot a doubtful look towards Dappleswipe discreetly.
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Feb 2, 2024 13:37:37 GMT -5
(OOC: oh dang)
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Feb 2, 2024 13:47:34 GMT -5
Storm-mask
There was no way. Even as Storm-mask lay down to sit vigil for Icepath, to share tongues one last time, there was no way any of this was real.
It was all her fault. Her own case of yellowcough had left Storm-mask nigh-incapacitated. She was in the weakest state of her life, and despite everything she tried, her mentor was gone. She should have been more careful. She should have pushed through it. She should've...
Her desperate cries of anguish were mixed with violent coughs that rattled her entire body. She feared for the clan's future health if she couldn't even save their medicine cat. StarClan must have been looking down on her with scorn in their eyes.
How pathetic she felt that night.
Brightkit
Brightkit, eyes darting about looking for some interesting stimuli, was drawn to Thrushkit's attempt at a hunting crouch. Padding over, and trying not to disturb Heavy or Slatekit, she copied the way Thrushkit knelt to the ground, almost flipping over face-forward, but catching herself at the last moment.
"Thrushkit, what you catching?" she asked with a blink of her green eyes.
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Pansexual
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Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 2, 2024 17:27:20 GMT -5
Thrushkit Thrushkit, carefully pawed, stalks the imaginary prey outside the nursery. He flicks his ears, making sure the mouse hadn't detected him. He's about to leap, when Brightkit disturbed him. "Mouse-dung! You scared it away." Huffed Thrushkit. Swishing his tail, he headed for the edge of the nursery, not wanting to go inside with his sick mother and sibling. "I was going to catch a mouse, but oh well."
Nothing had been the same since Icepath died. Succumbing to the harshness of yellow cough. He sighed. He didn't want that to happen to his mother, Heavy, or sibling, Slatekit. He, himself, was too afraid to get anywhere near sick cats, even if they offered to teach him a little hunting. He gave a sigh. There was no reason for him to take out his confusion and anger on Brightkit.
- Enjoys being in the nursery alone - The air was clear of mewing in the nursery, as Heavy and Slatekit had gone to visit Storm-mask, and Brightkit was probably listening to a story or bothering an older warrior.
Thrushkit dove into Heavy's nest, feeling to softness of the moss and feathers all to himself. He stretched out a paw, batting a feather. The peacefulness was just what he needed after all that had happened. Slatekit, Heavy, Stemriver, Deerleaf and Scarletdrift all sick, and Icepath... The death so cruel. Not even a medicine cat could release themself from the icy grip of death. Thrushkit winced at his own thought. He didn't want that to happen to him! He didn't want to ever be a warrior or medicine cat if it meant him getting sick and dying! He curled himself into a ball, trying to block out the cold thoughts that continued to seep in. He just forced himself into a sleep.
Thrushkit bounced out of the nursery as Mistlepaw, Dappleswipe, Spottedfur and Bubblingstar arrive back at camp. Eager to hear the report, Thrushkit padded up to Mistlepaw. "Well? Did you catch any prey? Were there any trespassers? Did you see a badger?" Thrushkit demanded, pacing around the white cat eagerly. Thrushkit could hardly wait until he was named an apprentice. He wanted to go outside of camp, fight badgers and foxes, hunt for the clan, but maybe that wasn't right for him? Would he follow the path of a medicine cat, perhaps? Forgetting about the thoughts, he continued to wait without patience for an answer from Mistlepaw.
[OOC: I'll do Stemriver later, nothing interesting with him, anyway] |
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Feathertalon
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 2, 2024 19:53:29 GMT -5
[ ahh thank you!! I always feel like my writing sucks so the compliment means a lot ;w; ] Heavy »
Despite most of the Clan being sick, the few that were healthy had promised to take turns watching over Heavy’s two other kits that had yet to catch the sickness - and hopefully they wouldn’t catch it. Heavy was already dealing with herself being sick and Slatekit as well. Knowing that her two other kits fell sick would simply crush her.
But back to the other cats helping babysit; Spottedfur’s words rang in her mind from their conversation some moons before. Being part of a Clan meant that every cat would pitch in and help with the raising of her kits, and that was being proven true right now. With Heavy stuck sick in the medicine cat den, she needed all the help she could get with Brightkit and Thrushkit. It was hard to stay away from the two, but Heavy knew that it was the right thing to do lest her other two kits fall ill with yellowcough.
Blinking grateful eyes toward the leader who stood outside the den, Heavy chuffed in amusement, her voice hoarse, ”I’m sure they’ll be beyond excited. And I hope they haven’t given you too much trouble, Bubblingstar. I know this one,” she leaned down to nose touch Slatekit softly, the dark-furred molly curled up asleep now, ”managed to sneak away and have a chat with you some days ago.” Slatekit had run right back into the nursery as excited as ever the other day, beaming happily as she crowed proudly about Bubblingstar being her mentor one day. "I hope she wasn’t much of a bother.” Heavy could only imagine what her daughter had said to the leader. Slatekit had reiterated some of the conversation with her, but the queen knew that she hadn’t heard the whole story. |
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Post by Dew on Feb 3, 2024 8:51:09 GMT -5
Scarletdrift| Sleeps a lot |
____________________________________________________________________ Eversince Scarletdrift had gotten Yellowcough, he had been really tired. He spent almost all the time sleeping. He figured it was because he had gotten over being sick with greencough last moon, and he was still vulnerable now. Will I ever recover? Will our clan survive, with most of it being sick? These were the things he worried about most often, but he never put a voice to it. No need to worry his clanmates, if they weren't already thinking it. His eyes drooped, and he snuggled back into his soft nest in the medicine den, trying to ignore Slatekit and Heavy, who were talking. He curled up, and closed his eyes, falling into sleep once more. |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 4, 2024 0:26:38 GMT -5
 Sand jaybun! Dappleswipe (on border patrol with Spottedfur, Bubblingstar, and Mistlepaw) While out on a border patrol with Spottedfur, Bubblingstar, and Mistlepaw, Dappleswipe's heart clutched with grief. This moon has been a disaster. Almost everyone in the Clan; Slatekit, Deerleaf, Heavy, Stemriver, Scarletdrift, and Icepath caught yellowcough! And what's worse, Icepath's condition worsened until she lay unmoving and cold in the medicine cat den while trying to help the other cats that were sick! It seemed StarClan has turned their backs on YewClan, and Dappleswipe didn't know why! " Why would the StarClan cats; Frostfleck, Mudspeckle and Beesong not prevent this?!" Thought Dappleswipe with horror. " I trust that my former mentor, Frostfleck in StarClan, would know better than to do this!" Dappleswipe angrily gripped her claws into the frozen ground as she walked, as so the pain gripped her belly due to hunger. She hasn't been eating much since most of the Clan had gotten sick, because there are not enough cats to hunt to feed the Clan. Dappleswipe watched as Spottedfur pointed out a set of pawprints leading deeper into the Clan's territory, and Bubblingstar taking one glance at it, but then walking past, ignoring it. The gray tom that was angry at his leader's choice. He turned to the black and dark ginger she-cat, and asked her why Bubblingstar ignored the pawprints. Dappleswipe considered it for a moment. "He probably think been enough tragedy in the Clan for the remaining healthy Clanmates to risk getting hurt by a rogue! Imagine what would happen to our hunting patrols and the healthy two kits if our patrol members got hurt?! We would starve and the kits would be eaten by hungry predators if we are all stuck in the medicine cat den!"
 Mistlepaw (on border patrol with Bubblingstar, Dappleswipe, and Spottedfur) Mistlepaw hasn't experienced death and trauma in her life since her mother's death and her living all by herself! Before the yellowcough outbreak, Mistlepaw was very happy and was forgetting the terror and grief of her kithood. Now with Icepath's death and her painful and grumbling belly due to hunger, she realized that she can never escape the hunger and fear that she had as a kit, who was all by herself, and living off of bugs. Her mother's death felt real and raw to her since most of the Clan cats has gotten sick, and after the healer, Icepath tragically passed away. She haven't imagine that leaf-bare would bring more trauma to her life! She even considered leaving YewClan, to escape death and trauma by becoming a kittypet. Through a hole in the medicine cat den brambles, Deerleaf croaked out to the white and gray she-cat, to become a kittypet, she would need to walk to a Twoleg nest, keep meowing and look hungry for a few sunrises. Of cause, the white tabby tom knew, as he used to be a kittypet himself. But, a fire lit up in her heart, and she realized that her Clan need her more than ever, and despite her suffering, if she left the Clan, YewClan could risk dying out to the yellowcough! She was very loyal to her new Clan that provided her protection, food and love. She knew, despite what her mother once said, these cats will do anything to keep others alive, even former outsiders. Mistlepaw walked with Bubblingstar, her mentor, Spottedfur, and the deputy, Dappleswipe in the deep snow back to camp after finding some footprints in the snow, leading into camp. She agreed with her leader and Dappleswipe not to risk endangering her Clan more by following the footprints. She figured that the rogue or loner probably probably didn't know of Clan boundaries, and was merely hunting for themself. She think that they wouldn't attack YewClan, but she can't be sure. But it was a risk that that Bubblingstar was willing to take. What she couldn't understand however, is why her mentor, Spottedfur thought that the border patrol should footprints. Anger fired up in her heart at her mentor, but she calmed down, knowing that it was his opinion and she shouldn't argue further. As she walked into camp with the others, she sent a silent prayer to StarClan, asking them to come back to them in this horrible time, bring back newleaf, remove the yellowcouygh from her Clanmates, and bring lots of prey running back in the forest to feed the starving cats. But like the other YewClan cats, Mistlepaw was worried that StarClan has given up on YewClan by allowing an outbreak of yellowcough to reach the cats. But she had hope in her beating heart, hope that things will get better from now, and all the trauma, hunger and grief will be all gone in a few moons!
OOC: POOR POOR MISTLEPAW!!!! She has to have a better time next year!  |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 4, 2024 0:50:53 GMT -5
Nettle Mistlepaw (conversation with Thrushkit) Mistlepaw suddenly felt exhausted as she padded into the nursery to check if Brightkit and Thrushkit were okay and were still healthy. Trauma and hunger was taking a hold on the young white and gray she-cat. She heard Thrushkit ask her excitedly about the pointless patrol that she went on. " You have no idea what is going on in YewClan, kit!" Mistlepaw thought miserably. The two healthy kits were oblivious of the disaster and tragedy that took place this moon. If only she was like that! "No, Thrushkit" Mistlepaw told him bleakly. "Nothing exciting happened. No prey caught. No trespassers. And no badgers either" Mistlepaw bent down and locked eyes with the blue eyes of Thrushkit. "Thrushkit" breathed Mistlepaw dimly "you have to understand that the Clan is going through a tough time right now. I forbid you to leave the nursery... I don't want you to end up sick like your sister, Slatekit..." Mistlepaw let out a yawn. She felt terrible! She really needed to head to her nest in the lonely apprentice's den and rest. "I'm going now." She said dully to Thrushkit. And turned away from the ginger tom-kit and headed to the apprentice's den, looking forward to her rest.
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 4, 2024 2:42:53 GMT -5
BUBBLINGSTAR - With Heavy Bubblingstar couldn't stifle a snicker, fondly glancing over Slatekit's tiny form, " she is quite adventurous. Not a bad thing for a kit to be." He missed having that sort of, for lack of a better word, innocence. Being around the younger cats made him feel younger, if by just a little. Of the easy, warmer days when he was a warrior, still fresh and courageous. Icepath would say- Bubblingstar blinked, hard, dispelling the stray thought best as he could. Instead looking at Heavy with a half-hearted coy grin, " she may have some interesting theories about her sire. If you ever need a pick-me-up." |
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Pansexual
Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 4, 2024 23:56:38 GMT -5
Thrushkit
Thrushkit stared at Mistlepaw, his eyes widened. "How dare you think of me as oblivious to what's happening? You don't get to say that when your sister and mother aren't sick! Nor do you get to confide me anywhere! You're just an apprentice! I never should have spoken to you." Thrushkit snarled, his eyes blazing. How dare a measly apprentice try to confide him into the nursery for asking a question?
Tail held high, eyes closed and expression upset, he trotted back to the nursery, not careful about bumping into anything. Thankfully, he managed to slip back in with only a minor fall.
Pushing himself into his mother's warm pelt, he continued to feel furious. He wanted to say something, but perhaps he'd just claw Mistlepaw's pelt off later instead. I'll show him! He's going to regret he was ever kitted! |
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Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 4, 2024 23:58:35 GMT -5
Also Sapphirejas, I think we missed the whole "Enjoys Mistlepaw's company" part. But I guess that's fine. |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 5, 2024 0:44:38 GMT -5
Also Sapphirejas , I think we missed the whole "Enjoys Mistlepaw's company" part. But I guess that's fine. I was thinking about more what happened to the poor cats this moon! Sorry. Almost everyone has gotten sick with yellowcough! My bad. By the way, Mistlepaw is a she-cat, not a tom, lol XD |
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a yellowcough outbreak isn’t looking too good for us.)
