Pansexual
Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 5, 2024 1:08:41 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 Oh my bad. I'd guessed I'd used the term "he/him" a few times as in my fanfic I'd had a Mistleleaf as a tom. My bad! |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 5, 2024 2:06:39 GMT -5
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 Oh my bad. I'd guessed I'd used the term "he/him" a few times as in my fanfic I'd had a Mistleleaf as a tom. My bad! No problems!  |
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 6, 2024 17:37:23 GMT -5
Heavy »
Pride gleamed brightly in the queen's ill-hazed eyes as she looked at the curled up, sleeping form of Slatekit. Stars, she loved her kits so much. She would do anything for them. Even if they could be a pawful at times, like Slatekit was earlier, Heavy wouldn't change a thing about her surprise motherhood and having her three wonderful kittens. It made her wonder, though, if the kit's father would feel the same about the three. Perhaps once she was better and out of the medicine cat den she would find her litter's father and confide in him of their parentage. Even if he and Heavy were not actual mates, they could still raise their kits together and care for them as they deserved to be. It was a nice thought, Heavy purred to herself.
Her ears perked forward when Bubblingstar leaned into the topic of her litter's sire. Had the leader been reading her mind? No, there was no way, and his lead into this topic was different than what she had been thinking about.
Embarrassment heated her ears more than any yellowcough fever could. Heavy could only imagine the ideas her kits would come up with, especially Slatekit. No telling what she had told Bubblingstar. No telling what she had theorized with the leader. Perhaps it was time to reveal the true father of Slatekit, Thrushkit, and Brightkit. Once she was better, she decided.
A huff, hoarse and dry, escaped the calico. Whiskers quivered with the laughter that failed to escape. "I can only imagine what theories she came up with. Did she..." Words faltered as realization dawned on the ailed queen. Bubblingstar wouldn't have brought that up unless... "Did she ask if you were her father?" Warmth once more whispered in her ears. How embarrassing it would have been if she had been there! Sometimes it astounded Heavy just how unabashed kits could be once they had something they wanted to say.
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Feb 7, 2024 17:33:23 GMT -5
Brightkit
As the day wound to a close and the cool night air drifted through camp, Brightkit snuggled down (with much reluctance) into her favourite sleeping spot in the nursery. Storm-mask told her to keep a sensible pace away from Heavy unless absolutely necessary, lest mother pass yellowcough on to child. Nevertheless, Brightkit didn't want to go to sleep without making sure Heavy was okay.
Opening one green eye with the deliberate pace of a flower bud, Brightkit observed Heavy's resting form. She seemed more comfortable now than she had been all moon. Brightkit could only hope that meant a strong recovery.
Before she let sleep overtake her, a little squeak escaped her tiny mouth.
"Heavy," she muttered, soft as the rustle of a tree's leaves. "I love you."
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Pansexual
Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 8, 2024 3:26:28 GMT -5
BRIGHTKIT IS SO CUTE RAHHH]]
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Post by Brownie on Feb 8, 2024 14:40:01 GMT -5
Mooon day mooooon day!!!
I'll start it up once someone is home to relieve me from dog-sitting duty I don't want to have to kennel her. she is a disaster child that needs constant supervison lmaooo ]]
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Post by Brownie on Feb 8, 2024 15:45:41 GMT -5
x - Moon 23 - x
late leaf-bare; a dusting of snow
Clan Events: None
Patrol: Border Relationships - Thinks Scarletdrift is being rude (-)
- Swaps prey with Deerleaf, giving the sick tom the bigger portion (++) with Dappleswipe, Spottedfur
Event : PlumClan cats
Choice : Do not Proceed
Outcome : Bubblingstar chooses to avoid letting the PlumClan patrol see them. He doesn't want their neighbors to know how weak YewClan is right now.
Patrol: Border Relationships - Is having a wonderful time discussing being a warrior with Thrushkit (++)
with Bubblingstar, Spottedfur
Event : PlumClan patrol
Choice : Do not Proceed
Outcome : Bubblingstar chooses to avoid letting the PlumClan patrol see them. He doesn't want their neighbors to know how weak YewClan is right now. Craves the taste of fresh mouse Major Events Event: Storm-mask's yellowcough has been cured. Patrol: None Relationships - Has an argument with Dappleswipe (-)
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Tries to set a good example for Mistlepaw Major Events Event: Spottedfur considers, as he looks over the Clan, if perhaps this isn't where he belongs right now. Patrol: Border Relationships - Quickly apologizes after bumping into Stemriver and they have a small laugh about it (+)
- Admires Slatekit's bravery (+) with Bubblingstar, Dappleswipe
Event : PlumClan patrol
Choice : Do not Proceed
Outcome : Bubblingstar chooses to avoid letting the PlumClan patrol see them. He doesn't want their neighbors to know how weak YewClan is right now. Scarletdrift STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || Dew Wonders how Storm-mask is doing Major Events Event: Scarletdrift is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: none Relationships - Has a friendly chat with Stemriver that leaves them both content (+)
- Thinks Slatekit was considerate today (+)
with none
Event : none
Choice : none
Outcome : none Is playing with her own tail Major Events Event: Heavy finally feels back to normal after her kits' birth. Patrol: None Relationships - Looks after Brightkit's well-being (+)
- Bristles after Stemriver starts an argument with her (--)
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Event : .
Choice : .
Outcome : . Deerleaf STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || @open Is in awe of Bubblingstar's leadership skills Major Events Event: Deerleaf is still sick with yellowcough
Patrol: None Relationships - Can't look Stemriver in the eye with none
Event : none
Choice : none
Outcome : none Stemriver STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || Nettle Craves the taste of frog Major Events Event: Stemriver is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Appreciates Deerleaf's company (++) with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Is trying to communicate her needs to Spottedfur Major Events Event: Mistlepaw was bitten by a snake, but with Storm-mask's help, survived the venom. Patrol: Border Relationships - Bristles after being scolded by Heavy (--)
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. Wants to be bigger than Bubblingstar one day! Patrol: None Relationships - Argues with Bubblingstar over a piece of prey on the fresh-kill pile (-)
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Wishes Brightkit would play more quietly Major Events Event: Slatekit is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Sneaks Brightkit some of her favorite prey (+)
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Is rolling around on the ground, getting under every cat's paws Patrol: None Relationships - Complains when Slatekit isn't allowed to play with her! (--)
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Post by Brownie on Feb 8, 2024 15:51:21 GMT -5
Here's yall's moon!!
I'm going to be making a small change: depending on a lot of factors, there will be universal patrol modifiers each moon. Because the Clan is small enough that, when cats are sick like this, patrols are often the same cats and have the same result, the moon modifiers to the patrols might help increase variation in the patrols' responses without going against each character's personality.
i.e: with the Clan so weak they can only have three cats to patrol, they would have a -3 to [antagonize] and a +2 to [do not proceed]
but perhaps when the Clan is strong and maybe a lot of characters have bolder thought bubbles, the clan might have +2 [proceed] on all patrols, as the vibe is positive
lmk what yall think, but I hope this will make patrols feel more interactive and less "well Dappleswipe and Bubblingstar cancel each other out, so it only the third cat's stats matter" ]]
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 8, 2024 16:58:12 GMT -5
that sounds good to me! it makes a lot of sense for the clan to be cautious or bold depending on circumstances
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 8, 2024 19:32:35 GMT -5
[ sounds good to me!
Also im kinda surprised no cats died this moon from the sickness o: glad to see it though<3
I’ll try to have some replies up before bed! ]
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 8, 2024 20:59:07 GMT -5
Heavy »
playing with her own tail
Despite still having yellowcough, Heavy was feeling better. The strain of having kits while still suffering from her broken back had been hard on her - though she had tried not to show it all that often, especially while with her kits. The last thing she had wanted was to add unnecessary worry to her litter, but now she no longer felt sore or emotional. If not for the yellowcough holding her back, Heavy was sure she could finally participate in YewClan patrols here and there while her kits took a nap or were being watched by some other cat. Yet she was still stuck in camp, hoping that the sickness would soon drift away.
Boredom had struck the queen more than once while she tried to recover from her ailment. Now was one of those times, Slatekit asleep and her other two kits playing in the nursery - or so she hoped. With a contagious sickness the calico didn’t want to expose her other children so she wasn’t as present in their lives as she needed to be. Heavy wished she could go back to sleeping in the nursery and watching over her kits as they went about their daily lives, but until she was better she knew it was best to keep them away from the yellowcough.
In her newfound freedom with healed bones, Heavy relished in the fact that she could now move her back end without a problem. There was some stiffness still there, and the calico wasn’t sure if that would ever go away, but as she lay there in her nest she couldn’t stop a mrrrow of laughter slipping off her tongue as she curled her tail around into her face and flicked her tail-tip back and forth. Every now and then she would paw at it, her soft laughter a breeze against the fur on her tail. Even though she was sick she felt like a little kit again, just happy that she could do something as trivial with her tail as flicking it across her face.
Heavy »
Bubblingstar’s words from the other moon rang in her mind. ’She may have some interesting theories about her sire’. Heavy shuffled herself deeper into her nest, blue eyes searching around the medicine cat den for a very specific warrior. Perhaps it was time to tell her kits the truth about who their father was, or at least tell the father that the kits were his. Heavy wondered if the tom who had fathered her litter was even aware that they were his or if he, too, was curious about the litter’s origins.
But perhaps she should ease into the conversation, slowly lead into such a reveal. Again she cast her gaze around the medicine cat den; there was a particular cat who had also fallen ill with yellowcough that she wanted to talk to about this, one cat she wanted to talk this over with.
There! Among the shadows of the den Heavy could just make out the familiar spotted pelt of Stemriver. It had been some time since they had last interacted, and now that they were both stuck in the medicine cat den, now was the perfect time to strike up a conversation, even if it could be a little awkward.
”Stemriver,” the calico called out in a sharp whisper, hoping to get his attention without disturbing any of the other sick cats who were trying to rest.
Slatekit »
The medicine cat den was quiet. Camp was quiet. Everything was quiet, and Slatekit was bored. Yeah, her chest still felt stuffed full of leaves and twigs and she spent most of her day sleeping, but by StarClan was she going to get out of the medicine cat den and accomplish something today!
Sure that no cat was watching her, the little charcoal and white kit slipped out of the nursery like a shadow, trembling with excitement as the light of camp flickered across her face. Slatekit stood there in awe for a moment, transfixed by the dusting of snow that had fallen over the camp. Heavy had told her that once it got cold enough any rain that fell would freeze and turn into something called snow, but Slatekit hadn’t believed what her mother had said. How could rain turn into something else? But here she was, looking at this so-called snow with owlish eyes.
Focus, Slatekit! She shook her head, snapping herself out of her amazement. There would be time to look at the snow some more later, but right now she was on a mission. It had been a few days since she had last seen her siblings, and craving their company right now, Slatekit was about to head straight for the nursery when another thought jumped into her mind. Brightkit and Thrushkit would surely be happy to see her, but they’d be even happier to see her if she brought them some prey. If she were in their paws she’d be super excited to see her siblings and all the more excited if they had prey with them.
With a quick hop and skip Slatekit made it to the fresh-kill pile, grabbed the first thing she could, and skipped her way over to the nursery. Mouth full of prey, her words were muffled as she called, ”Brightkit! Thrushkit!”
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Pansexual
Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 9, 2024 0:35:00 GMT -5
.-Argues with Bubblingstar over a piece of prey, jaybun! -. Thrushkit could feel the excitement in his veins. He bounded from the nursery, speeding to the camp's clearing. Then, he came to a skidding halt. He'd been desperate to taste squirrel ever since his mother and sibling got sick, since they would always get first pick. But now, Thrushkit had been promised a fresh squirrel!
However, they was a mild intermission to his plan. He was watching the cats in front of him take their pick, then, feeling all senses of dread and anger, he watched on as Bubblingstar took a squirrel. his squirrel! Would you believe that? Thrushkit, not standing for this mockery and thievery, stepped forward, puffing out his chest in an attempt to look broader. "Hey! Mouse-brain! You stole my squirrel! And I want it back." Thrushkit hissed, his eyes narrowed. .
[[OOC: Ooh! A pip for Stemriver and Heavy! I wonder if we could talk about the kits? |
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Pansexual
Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 9, 2024 17:41:22 GMT -5
Stemriver
 .-Stemriver, talking to Heavy-. Stemriver lazed in the medicine den. He could feel his muscles soften over the days he'd spent in the den. He was sick of being sick. Desperate to stretch his muscles, he stood.
As he was making his way out, he heard the familiar soft voice of Heavy ring out. He turned to see the she-cat look at him, her expression mixed an unreadable.
He shuffled next to her, looking at her worriedly. Had her sickness gotten worse? Did she need Storm-mask? The worrying made the anticipation worse. "Is everything okay, Heavy? Do you feel worse? I can get Storm-mask>" Stemriver meowed, pressing to her side. |
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Post by TheKeenGlint on Feb 9, 2024 17:42:40 GMT -5
Brightkit
Brightkit almost didn't hear Slatekit call for her and Thrushkit. At the time, she was busy burning off some energy — she had spent most of the day rolling about every available nook of the territory. She had gotten very good at slipping through the adults' paws before they could notice her. Her cream pelt was coated in a thin but conspicuous layer of dirt, and she was just about to make the home stretch to the nursery for a cleanup when Slatekit's voice rose above the rush in her ears.
Sure enough, her littermate approached with what looked to her like a small gleam in the eye. She was holding —
Wait. Was that what Brightkit thought it was...? Bundled in with Slatekit's heap of prey was the thin tail and round form of a vole! How did Slatekit know she'd been craving it all day?! Her tail bristled with joy as she leapt forwards to greet her littermate, making room for Thrushkit. Wouldn't want to leave him out!
"Yes!!" she squealed, using all of her restraint to not snatch the vole right out of Slatekit's grasp, instead settling down to tuck in once the three littermates have gathered. "You're the best, Slatekit! Hey, once we're done eating, maybe we can play together?" It was a long shot, but maybe some physical activity would be good for Slatekit? At least, kit logic led Brightkit down that path...
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 9, 2024 20:52:01 GMT -5
Heavy »
Heavy paused, holding in her breath. Had she interrupted something important? She had noticed Stemriver getting himself to his paws and heading out of the medicine cat den, but there had been no stopping her calling for him. The words were out, and it was too late to stop her call. It had been a few moons since the last had truly spoken to one another, and Heavy could only imagine what sort of duties Stemriver wanted to tend to, even though he was also sick. She knew the tom well enough to know that he wanted to get out and help the Clan no matter what, and her stomach flipped at the thought of ruining that for him today.
But, she told herself, what she wanted to talk to him about was important, and if now was the only chance she got, then she had to take it.
As Stemriver stepped over to her, the calico couldn't help but purr, drawing in his familiar scent, smiling warmly at him. The tomcat meant a lot to her; the bond they had formed seasons ago in this same very den was strong, perhaps stronger than either of the two wanted to admit to. "Everything's fine," she mewed, leaning forward to brush her cheek against his. Heavy sat there in silence for a moment, glad to just have Stemriver around. But she knew the silence had to end. What she had to say to him couldn't wait any longer.
"I did want to talk to you about something. ...Something important." Blue eyes unreadable, shoulders tensing ever so slightly underneath her multicolored pelt, she looked at Stemriver, praying to any ancestor out there that this would go okay.
Slatekit »
To be completely honest, Slatekit hadn't realized that what she had grabbed off the pile was a vole. She had picked the first thing she could get into her tiny jaws before bounding over to the nursery; the fact that she had picked a vole was a pure coincidence, but remembering that vole was Brightkit's favorite, she praised herself for being so considerate. It was all luck that she had picked a vole, but Brightkit didn't have to know that, and Slatekit was going to play it off as if she had deliberately chosen the vole for her sister. No cat but her had to be any the wiser.
Puffing out her chest - holding in a cough that was formed from the effort - Slatekit held her head and tail high, nudging the vole toward Brightkit with a look of pride gleaming in her eyes. "Of course I'm the best! What kind of littermate would I be if I didn't know you wanted this vole?" The charcoal and white kit let out a huff of amusement, a cough soon following behind it.
Pride faded from her eyes, her fur smoothing back on her little body. Slatekit visibly deflated as the cough shuddered in her chest and throughout her figure. Shakily she took a step back, taking a moment to gather herself and stop the cough. Once she had she sniffled, throat now sore and full of thorns. Being sick sucked. And she knew she shouldn't really be around her littermates, but she missed them, and surely they'd be okay if she just visited for a quick meal.
... Or a quick meal and a game or two.
Slatekit flashed a toothy grin toward Brightkit. "Yeah!" She chirped, tapping on her toes in excitement. "We can pretend I'm leader and you're a warrior! Or you're my deputy," she added quickly, letting Brightkit know she had the option of warrior or deputy, but Slatekit was leader no matter what.
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Post by Sand on Feb 10, 2024 8:50:00 GMT -5
( part of me feels like Spottedfur may die soon. I’ll get his prompts up tonight as soon as I’ve got the chance. I’m good with the change! )  Spottedfur : considers, as he looks over the Clan, if perhaps this isn't where he belongs right now
Spottedfur sat in the camp clearing, watching his clanmates while deep in thought. YewClan had been through a hard few moons recently and it was beginning to take a toll on the senior warrior.
Stormmask, their only medicine cat, had finally recovered from yellowcough. He was glad that his daughter had beaten the sickness, but not every cat was lucky. Scarletdrift, Deerleaf, Slatekit, and Stemriver were still ill. Plus, Mistlepaw had survived from a venomous snake bite. The clan was struggling and it ddin't seem like things were going to get better any time soon.
His silver gaze drifted across camp as he dove deeper into his thoughts. The speckled tom began to wonder-- did he really belong in YewClan anymore? He was aging and, as far as he expected, he would once become an elder. Although Spottedfur had served his clan for many moons now, would they really want him around as an old, grumpy elder? What good could he do for the clan? He would be another mouth to feed, another cat for the medicine cats to care for. YewClan was suffering from the many blows that had been dealt. They had lost some of their clanmates unexpectedly. It was chilling to think of and, even more concerning.
Maybe if Spottedfur left the clan while he was aging, they would have less to worry about. One less mouth to feed. He didn't like the idea of leaving his home forever, but if he did it temporarily to relieve them... Maybe that would be a logical solution? The grey feline sighed heavily, contemplating his presence in the clan among his clanmates and especially his daughter. I'll come to a decision soon, he thought before resting his head on top of his front paws.
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 11, 2024 16:51:32 GMT -5
 MistlepawMistlepaw lay in the medicine cat den, very sick. She was bitten by a snake in the middle of leaf-bare! It was only because of the great medicine cat, Stormmask thar she survived the snake's bite! At least, for now... She owed herself to him, and she knew how much of a hard time he is going through right due to his former mentor, Icepath's death last moon. She wanted to say thank you to him for saving his life, but she was too sick to talk to him. And her heart lurched when she heard the dark gray healer say that she still not make it! The white and gray she-cat's spine shivered, what if she died from the snake bite?! She would awake in the starry hunting grounds, with her ancestors that seemingly betrayed her Clan by letting the yellowcough get to the Clan, and letting that snake bite her! Joining StarClan was the last thing that Mistlepaw wanted to do! Her mind flitted back to the time that she was bitten by the snake. The snake had red scales with orange patterning and leapt through the air to sink it's fangs onto her pelt. She remembered her body feeling like it was on fire, with searing pain going through her veins, and going unconscious from all the poison in her body! Mistlepaw remembered waking up in the medicine cat den, with Stormmask's worried face looking into hers. And she had a metallic taste and blood gushing out of her mouth, and the area where she was bitten searing with pain! And Stormmask applied herbs to her wound. He then told Mistlepaw to rest, for the best chance of healing from her snake bite and the poison that remained in her body! With her white and gray body aching with pain, the apprentice fell asleep in the medicine cat den. She wanted to get better soon and return to her apprentice duties, and not die and be stuck in StarClan, with cats that seemingly turned their backs on her Clan in crucial time of need! Mistlepaw dreamt of her mother, wrapping her tail around the white and gray she-cat's tail and saying that everything will be fine! |
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 11, 2024 17:32:43 GMT -5
ooc;; realized i completely missed the opportunity to use this back with bubbling & slatekit BUBBLINGSTAR - Thrushkit's Squirrel, Deerleaf Prey thankfully hadn't been too scarce this winter, much to Bubblingstar's relief. The last thing Yewclan needed was malnutrition on top of sickness. Speaking of... maybe a visit to the medicine den was in order? He glanced over the fresh-kill pile, spotting a magnificently plump looking squirrel mixed in. Storm-mask no doubt made sure Heavy and Slatekit were fed, and she had Spottedfur looking out for her wellbeing. Deerleaf then. Bubblingstar bent down to scoop up the piece of prey. " Hey!" A tiny voice startled him, jaw flexing around the squirrel stuffing his mouth full. He blinked wide-eyed down at the small, bristling puffball of Thrushkit at his paws. Mousebrain...? Who in the world was using that kind of language in front of the kits? Wait- no, more importantly, what was Thrushkit doing outside of the nursery? Dropping the squirrel, Bubblingstar placed a paw on top of it, just in case. Nose twitching, he looked around the camp clearing, " does your mother know you're out here?" BUBBLINGSTAR - Border Patrol with Spottedfur, Dappleswipe Come rain come shine, the borders never stopped needing to be marked. He was thankful to have Spottedfur and Dappleswipe accompanying him as usual; Bubblingstar didn't know what he'd do without them. They had made a quick and efficient run around Yewclan's territory, thankfully not crossing paths with anyone else thus far. But as all luck was wont to do, it ran dry. Leaf-bare's cool breeze carried the scent of Plumclan, the soft chattering of unfamiliar voices following close behind. Bubblingstar paused, glancing back at his own two warriors. Three cats on a border patrol was nothing unusual, but with the gathering so close; no doubt someone would notice how he seemed to choose these specific warriors, again and again. Ally or not, he was wary of showing just how limited Yewclan's roster currently was. " We've covered enough ground today." Bubblingstar murmured, nodding toward Spottedfur and Dappleswipe. |
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Post by Brownie on Feb 11, 2024 17:46:36 GMT -5
tomorrow is moooooon day <3
It's gonna be full of Things ]]
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Post by Dew on Feb 11, 2024 21:07:29 GMT -5
Is that a good thing or a bad thing?]]
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Feb 12, 2024 1:32:59 GMT -5
Is that a good thing or a bad thing?]] Another timeskip, which, using previous events' information, could lead to a whole lot of interesting outcomes. So yeah, I guess it is a good thing.] |
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Post by Brownie on Feb 12, 2024 14:37:08 GMT -5
Are yall ready?
(you are not) ]]
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Post by Brownie on Feb 12, 2024 14:54:58 GMT -5
x - Moon 24 - x
early new-leaf; bright sunlight
Clan Events: Deerleaf dies of yellowcough
All the cobwebs went bad, they'll need to be replaced.
PATROL MODIFIERS: +2[PROCEED] -3[ANTAGONIZE] (desperate) Wants to talk to Scarletdrift about something important Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Realizes he might be too harsh on Mistlepaw (+)
- Is envious of Slatekit... again (-) with Dappleswipe, Spottedfur
Event : Porcupine
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Spottedfur tries to convince the patrol that he could catch it without being hurt--they need the prey--but Bubblingstar refuses to let him take the risk and they continue on to try and find something less dangerous.
Is devising a new teaching strategy for climbing trees Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Jokes around with Storm-mask about how bad FlowerClan cats smell despite their Clan name (++)
with Bubblingstar, Spottedfur
Event : Porcupine
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Spottedfur tries to convince the patrol that he could catch it without being hurt--they need the prey--but Bubblingstar refuses to let him take the risk and they continue on to try and find something less dangerous. Patrol: None Relationships - Works well with Stemriver to complete a task (+)
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Wonders if he would be good at swimming Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Checks on Scarletdrift
- Says something patronizing to Heavy (--) with Bubblingstar, Dappleswipe
Event : Porcupine
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Spottedfur tries to convince the patrol that he could catch it without being hurt--they need the prey--but Bubblingstar refuses to let him take the risk and they continue on to try and find something less dangerous. Scarletdrift STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || Dew Wishes it was warmer... Major Events Event: Scarletdrift is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: none Relationships - Shares a joke about a neighboring Clan with Slatekit (+)
- Helps clear out Deerleaf's nest, already missing his scent (+)
with none
Event : none
Choice : none
Outcome : none Wonders if others can notice her fur is rather unkempt today Major Events Event: Heavy is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Regrets not telling Deerleaf something
- Enjoyed her time visiting Brightkit the other day (+)
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Event : .
Choice : .
Outcome : . Stemriver STATUS: SICK! YELLOWCOUGH || Nettle Wonders what Bubblingstar thinks of him Major Events Event: Stemriver is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Asks Storm-mask how she's doing (+) with none
Event : None
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Outcome : None Plays a small prank on Scarletdrift Major Events Event: Is given wild garlic as treatment for her snake bite. Patrol: none Relationships - Feels like she should miss Deerleaf more than she does (--)
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Outcome : None Is very excited for his naptime Patrol: None Relationships - Is surprised Brightkit's life isn't as easy as his (++)
- Watches Scarletdrift and Spottedfur talk
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Outcome : None Plays mossball with Thrushkit Major Events Event: Slatekit is still sick with yellowcough Patrol: None Relationships - Thinks Stemriver was nice to her (+)
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Outcome : None Is proud of Slatekit's resilience! Patrol: None Relationships - Gets under Stemriver's paws, trying to give him the BEST compliments (+)
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Post by Brownie on Feb 12, 2024 14:59:23 GMT -5
Moon!! Better than I hoped!
There was an... alternate universe, let's say (I accidentally clicked the button last moon, but didn't save it) where both Slatekit and Scarletdrift were the ones to die, and Bubblingstar also became ill. It was the evil alternate reality, and made me VERY worried about how many cats might die this time :(
Honestly, having the only cat no one wanted to play die is... probably the best case scenario. And it's greenleaf now, so lots of potential for healing!
oh and Mistlepaw gained a new trait: Good listener! ]]
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Post by Dew on Feb 12, 2024 15:12:32 GMT -5
 Scarletdrift|Helps clear out Dearleaf's nest, already missing his scent|
Scarletdrift heaved himself to his paws, deciding to try and do something. He hated just sitting in his nest all day, doing nothing. He wondered why he still had not recovered. Maybe it was because of his inactivity, or maybe he was just getting on in age. I still have many moons to serve my clan yet. Deerleaf had died the night before, and a pang of pity went through Scarletdrift's heart. Not only had he outlived both of his kits, he had also outlived Deerleaf, who had only recently joined the clan. Scarletdrift shivered, wishing it were warmer. He also wished that the day after Deerleafs death was not so bright and sunny as it was now. Scarletdrift went to the other side of the den, picking up Deerleafs nest in his jaws. The scent of the tom was fading, the tang of sickness much stronger. Might as well get rid of it now. Scarletdrift, along with the nest of moss, crossed the den again, this time going to the entrance. The second he stepped out of the den, the sunlight hit his pelt. It warmed him up much more then he was in the medicine den, and he took a second to adjust to the light. He went over to the dirtplace, and dropped the den there. He moved it to the side and dug a small hole, big enough for the nest. Once it was done he went to a spot near the medicine den, where he could sit and think. Maybe someone would come over and talk to him. He settled down, letting the new-leaf sun soak into his pelt. |
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 12, 2024 16:01:29 GMT -5
[ rip deerleaf </3
but dang, imagine if scarlet and slate dying became the canon moon o: ]
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Medicine cat
Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 12, 2024 16:29:44 GMT -5
Aww, Deerleaf! They were so pretty, too.
Also, Stemriver has been interacting with Heavy's kits a lot! I think it's safe to say that he is most certainly their father, and I think they make a cute family.
And, looks like Stemriver and Storm-mask work well together, too!]]
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Nettle
woof woof
Pronouns: She/her, They/them.
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Post by Nettle on Feb 12, 2024 16:43:54 GMT -5
Thrushkit .-Is very excited for his naptime!-. Thrushkit had burned off a lot of energy recently. Bouncing around the nursery with his littermates had made him exhausted! Thankfully, Heavy had called him in for a nap. Slatekit had been a lot better lately, so he wasn't afraid of getting sick anymore. He shuffled into his nest, his paws feeling as heavy as rocks. Unusually, he'd felt terrific when he'd curled up. Usually, he'd be complaining that he wasn't tired, but this time he was ready to take a short sleep. As the wave of darkness flooded his vision, he quickly drifted off into a quiet rest.
.-Is surprised that Brightkit's life isn't as easy as he thought it was-. He woke up with a stretch and a yawn. Feeling refreshed by his name, he sat up, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Suddenly, he spotted a flash of sandy beige and saw Brightkit. She looked as though she was checking up on Slatekit! Surprised, Thrushkit padded over, staying a reasonable distance away so Brightkit wouldn't stop to interact with him. To Thurshkit's Suprise, she looked so overworked! Well, for a kit, at least. A flood of love for his siblings pulsed through him as he watched his sister work so bravely. Perhaps he'd misunderstood Brightkit, and truly she was a harder worker than he thought. He'd always imagined Brightkit's life to be easy and carefree, but perhaps he'd been mistaken all along.
OOC: Sorry, TheKeenGlint , if this is out-of-character for Brightkit! I was having a hard time thinking of what would make Thrushkit realize Brightkit's life is harder than he imagined. So, sorry if this isn't something that would happen!]] |
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 12, 2024 17:49:31 GMT -5
peepaw bubbling is really taking these newborns existing personally. also glad to see cats are making it through leafbare!!
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Post by Sand on Feb 12, 2024 18:27:02 GMT -5
Spottedfur : Checking in on Scarletdrift
Spottedfur padded around camp aimlessly, unsure of what he should do. The clan had lost another member, Deerleaf, to yellowcough. Things weren't looking good for YewClan and they were growing desperate by the minute. Still, burying the former clanmate was difficult enough. It appeared that Scarletdrift took it the hardest as the silver tom watched the other warrior clean out Deerleaf's nest. I should talk to him while I can, he thought, glancing at the ginger and white tom briefly.
Once Scarletdrift had returned from the dirtplace, Spottedfur saw the tom sitting outside the medicine cat's den. It reminded him of Stormmask, who was still grieving for Icepath. However, Scarletdrift needed him right now. He would tend to his daughter later. He padded over to him and waved his tail in greeting. "Hi, Scarletdrift," the silver speckled tom mewed. "I'm sorry about Deerleaf. I wanted to check in. How are you doing?"
[ tags: Dew]
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