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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 12, 2024 20:40:36 GMT -5
Heavy »
wonders if any cat notices her unkempt fur / regrets not telling deerleaf something / enjoyed time with brightkit - TheKeenGlint
It seemed like each moon brought forth a new wave of grief. Like a waterfall sorrow rained down on the Clan with each passing day. Mudspeck, Frostfleck, Beesong, Icepath, and now Deerleaf. Living wild and free came with a high cost, and all the deaths in the past seasons - in the past few moons - were all a morbid reminder of that.
Each and every day was a blessing for Heavy. She had been so sure that her infected broken back seasons ago would have been the end for her, but that terrible time was over only to be replaced by the tight chest pains of yellowcough. Two cats had died from the outbreak thus far, and Heavy only hoped that she could pull through. If not for her sake then for the sake of her kits. The thought of leaving them, of them losing their mother at such a young age, hurt the calico way more than her broken back had ever pained her. It didn’t help that Deerleaf’s death the other day sparked a grief induced nightmare that still plagued her mind, and the nightmare hadn’t even been about the regret she had over not talking with the now deceased tom, but rather it had been about the death of one of her own kits.
In the nightmare she had been checking on Slatekit after the two had curled up for a nap. All had been well before the two had drifted off, as well as they could be considering they were cooped up inside the medicine den and still trying to beat their stubborn bouts of yellowcough. As she had nuzzled her tiny daughter she had found the kit cold and stiff with no signs of life stirring. Heavy had cried out for Stormmask, her words going unheard as the medicine cat was nowhere to be seen. Heavy didn’t remember any other cat in her nightmare other than herself and the corpse of Slatekit. She had jolted awake in the middle of the night after such a fright, frantically checking on her daughter only to find pure relief when the kit was warm and relaxed, her body rising and falling with sleepy breaths. Even after she had made sure her sick daughter was still alive, sleep had been hard to find that night for Heavy. And the anxiety of know that Deerleaf and Icepath had already fallen victim to this sickness had not helped ease the mother’s worries that she would wake up to find that Slatekit had passed in her sleep.
These worries mixed with being sick had made it difficult for Heavy to concentrate on her own self care. Grooming had become the last thing on her list of priorities, and being in the medicine cat den she didn’t worry about how she looked. And when Slatekit had asked her earlier if they could visit Thrushkit and Brightkit in the nursery, Heavy hadn’t even thought about giving herself a quick groom before heading that way; even if she had Slatekit would have complained that Heavy was being too slow and that she’d be Clan leader by the time Heavy had finished. The calico also had to admit that her anxieties extended to her other kits as well. If something had happened to them she would have been notified, but until she lay her eyes on them she couldn’t be certain that they were okay.
Slatekit was already bounding ahead of Heavy as they made there way over. She rushed her own paws, eager to rid herself of the itching sensation that nagged at her like flea bites. Hopefully no other cat around noticed just how far she had let herself go.
These anxieties vanished once she stepped into the nursery, drawing in a deep breath of its familiar sweet scent. Already Slatekit had pulled Thrushkit off to the side to play, yet Brightkit remained some pawsteps away. Curious as to why Heavy stepped over and nudged her daughter gently. ”Did you want to play with them?” She asked gently, nodding to where Thrushkit and Slatekit were now engaging in a round of mossball.
Slatekit »
plays mossball with thrushkit / thinks stemriver was nice to her - Nettle
Without any warning Slatekit threw herself at Thrushkit with a shrill squeak of laughter. Poor Thrushkit had been the closest sibling to her once she had bounced into the nursery, and now she was rolling over his paws, collecting moss and feathers in her pelt. Within moments she was back on her paws, eagerly pawing away at the floor of the nursery to shape out a decent sized ball of moss. Yellowcough wasn’t going to slow her down today! It had been way too long since she had some fun with Thrushkit.
Once the moss ball was formed the charcoal kit slapped it toward her brother. ”Hey, play with me!” Slatekit’s voice was sharp and demanding, yet she stood there with her chest puffed out, tail high, and a wide grin on her face that showed every sharp fang in her maw. There really was no choice for Thrushkit when it came to playing or not - Slatekit was going to make sure she got a few rounds out of him. Not only did she have the energy but she also wanted to try out a really cool moss ball technique Stemriver had showed her the other day! While they had been stuck in the medicine cat den they had struck up a quick conversation, and Stemriver had been nice enough to not only help her with her boredom, but give her some pointers for her next moss ball game as well. Between this spike of energy she had and her eagerness to try the new technique out, she was more than ready to play.
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Post by Dew on Feb 12, 2024 21:07:39 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 ]
 Scarletdrift|Talking to Spottedfur|SandScarletdrift opened his eyes and look at Spottedfur, thinking. "I'm fine, I guess. I just. I wish that I wasn't sick. First I had greencough and dislocated my joint, and now this. And Deerleaf, well, he was new. He might not even be in starclan. What if he didn't believe in them?" He signed, coughing as he did so. He wished it were cloudy, so he could complain more. His tail flicked, and he was eager to go outside, wanting to leave camp and hunt. He hated sickness in this way. You couldn't fight it with tooth and claw like a fox, or a badger. Sickness was inside you, and you needed to rely on other things to fight it for you, like the herbs that Storm-mask gave him. Starclan could even be discussing his life and death right now! He looked up at Spottedfur, feeling slightly jealous. Spottedfur still had his daughter. Scarletdrift had lost everything. His mate. Both of his daughters. Every death hit him like a fatal blow, making him wish it was him instead of them. |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 13, 2024 21:29:18 GMT -5
 Sand jaybun! Dappleswipe (on patrol with Spottedfur and Bubblingstar) Dappleswipe walked with her leader, Bubblingstar, and a warrior, Spottedfur out on the territory from camp on a hunting patrol. The warm sun shined on the snow a few sunrises ago, melting all of them, replacing the snow with grass growing and pushing their way through the frozen earth. Newleaf has arrived! However, the cats were all still very sick with yellowcough, and prey were still scarce! What is worse, Deerleaf, the former kittypet's condition got worse, and he died from the yellowcough this moon! And Mistlepaw, the Clan's apprentice is very sick with the poison of the snake bite in her body It seems that StarClan were laughing it out on the Clan that they betrayed, by bringing back Newleaf, but still doesn't heal the sick cats! And they could of prevented Deerleaf's death! Dappleswipe suddenly had a frightening thought! What if StarClan betrayed YewClan because Bubblingstar let three outsiders, Heavy, Deerleaf and Mistlepaw join the Clan! What if StarClan let the yellowcough kill Deerleaf, because they think YewClan should consist of only Clan-borns, and set the snake to attack the poor apprentice, because she used to be a loner?! Will Heavy die next?! The black and dark ginger she-cat thought it was very strange that a snake could be active at leaf-bare, so it occurred to her that it could be StarClan sending the snake on her! But Dappleswipe pondered further as she walked deeper into the territory in search of prey for their starving Clan. Why heal Heavy's broken bone if they hated former-outsider cats?! It makes no sense! She pushed the thought of StarClan hating outsiders away, as it was so horrible as it was taking over her black and dark ginger body - she was trembling as she walked! She decided to focus on finding prey for YewClan to survive this ordeal. A tang reached her pink tongue and the deputy tasted it. It tasted bitter and yuck, and of a porcupine! Her fur bristled and lifted her tail high up in the air, and fur came out of it like a bottlebrush to alert the other patrol members. "I can smell a porcupine nearby!" Hissed Dappleswipe in irritation of the lack of prey in the forest. "I say we avoid it and look for other prey further out in the territory, what do you think Bubblingstar and Spottedfur?" |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 13, 2024 21:32:14 GMT -5
I'll put Mistlepaw's relationship pip up tomorrow!  |
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Post by Sand on Feb 14, 2024 13:08:46 GMT -5
Spottedfur : Checking in with Scarletdrift
Spottedfur glanced at his clanmate as he spoke to him. "I'm sorry that you're sick, Scarletdrift. I'd gladly take your sickness away if I could," he mewed sympathetically. The silver speckled tom sat down next to the white and ginger tom, deciding that he would rather not stay standing anymore. He hoped that the fellow warrior would survive yellowcough as he was strong emotionally and physically. Although his body was fighting a nasty sickness, Spottedfur felt confident that Scarletdrift would pull through. "Is Stormmask doing everything she can for you?"
As the other tom looked up at him, he couldn't help but feel guilty. Every time a cat died, Scarletdrift was affected the most. Both of his kits were gone and so was his mate. Spottedfur may have lost Mosspond, but he still had Stormmask. She was a piece of her mother and he was so, so lucky to have her. Scarletdrift had no kin left and it pained him to watch the tom suffer every moon. "I'm sure he's in StarClan," he meowed confidently, offering a grin. "Deerleaf wouldn't have joined YewClan and taken on a new name if he didn't believe in StarClan. He may have been sick while he was with us, but he served us well. He's part of our family too, just like every cat who joins is."
[ tags: Dew ]
&& Spottedfur : Hunting patrol with Dappleswipe & Bubblingstar
Spottedfur padded after Dappleswipe and Bubblingstar, bringing up the rear of the hunting patrol. He was glad that the sun was shining today, compared to the brutal temperatures of leafbare and the cold grey skies. Yet inside, he was full of worries. His stomach twisted at the thought of losing another clanmate, even if they didn't know Deerleaf for that long. He was lucky that his apprentice, Mistlepaw, survived a venomous snake bite. Prey was dwindling away and there were more mouths to feed, specifically Heavy's kits. Still, it seemed that YewClan was never going to get a break. For now, they were desperate and willing to do anything.
The tom picked up his pace, realizing that he had almost fallen behind Bubblingstar and Dappleswipe. His thoughts consumed him and it seemed that Spottedfur couldn't let them go. He glanced up, noticing that Dappleswipe was being quiet for once. The deputy was normally very focused and dominate when they patrolled together. He was tempted to ask her a question, but her sudden hiss brought him back to reality.
He sniffed the air briefly, surprised by the porcupine's scent as he didn't think they would have stumbled upon such a creature. "I'm sorry, but I disagree, Dappleswipe," he meowed, preparing to convince both cats of his idea. "Let me catch the porcupine! I'm a great hunter and I know I can catch it," he told them adamantly, digging his unsheathed claws into the ground.
The speckled tabby's silver gaze was full of despair as he looked at both cats in the eye. Spottedfur was determined to catch the creature so they could fill up the fresh kill pile. "We can feed the entire clan with it! It's what we need. We're desperate, hungry, sick, and tired. This porcupine can fix some of our problems," he pleaded. "Please."
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 14, 2024 18:10:56 GMT -5
 jaybun! Sand Dappleswipe (On patrol with Bubblingstar and Spottedfur) Dappleswipe's ears went backwards at the gray flecked tom, Spottedfur's words. Her fur bristled. The sun continued shining on the black and dark ginger she-cat. "No, Spottedfur" Meowed Dappleswipe tensely. "There ought to be prey further in the woods. Porcupines are very dangerous... and those quills on it's back" she pointed to the spiny back of the black creature "could easily pierce through a body of a cat, and may even kill them! We have enough death in this Clan, Spottedfur, do you really want more?!""I love my Clanmates so much, the last thing I want is another to pass away and join the fox-hearted StarClan cats! I will keep them alive until by dying breath and that includes you, Spottedfur!"
The black and dark ginger deputy's claws clawed the earth at the thought of losing more of the Clanmates that she love. But she wasn't the leader of YewClan nor the leader of this hunting patrol. The final decision lies with Bubblingstar, and him alone. She turned to look at the smoke ginger and white leader. "Though.... the final decison lies in the YewClan's leader and the leader of this patrol" breathed Dappleswipe, her fur flattening back on her black pelt, and ears going forward again. "What do you think, Bubblingstar? Should we go after the porcupine or just leave it?"
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 14, 2024 18:35:16 GMT -5
 Dew Mistlepaw Relationship Pip: plays a small prank on Scarletdrift/feels like she should miss Deerleaf more than she doesMistlepaw lay in the medicine cat den, stretched out on her bedding to feel the warmth of the sun's rays of newleaf. She wished that StarClan could heal her snake bite and the poison remaining in her body. Lately, she been carefully listening to Heavy about all the stories of her past as a loner, and it really interested her, and cured her boredom of not being able to learn to hunt or fight out in the territories. She found that like Mistlepaw, Heavy was a loner, but unlike Mistlepaw, she had a unwavering faith in StarClan. Deerleaf's death due to his yellowcough didn't hit her as hard it should. She never really cared for the former kittypet, as the white and gray she-cat thought he was better off in his Twoleg nest rather than out in the wild, rather than being a Clanborn cat. Mistlepaw doesn't hate former-kittypets, but she believed that they were safer in their Twoleg nests, because that is where they were raised. After Deerleaf told Mistlepaw how to become a kittypet in mid-leaf-bare, the apprentice decided to stay loyal to the YewClan cats, and that Deerleaf wasn't really a YewClan cat. Mistlepaw felt a major death in the Clan like Deerleaf should make her more upset, but with her standing up to her paws in the medicine cat den, and her clawing the bedding in frustration in herself, she is not feeling that upset, and does not feel any wave of grief sweeping through her! But she should, because he was her Clanmate, and he should stay loyal to them after all! She is a YewClan cat like he was! Mistlepaw padded away from her nest, looking for something to do in the medicine cat den. She saw that Stormmask was busy giving Heavy some herbs for her yellowcough, so she wasn't available to tell to her stories. The white and gray apprentice saw Scarletdrift fast asleep in his nest, his chest wheezing due to the yellowcough. And then she saw a spider next to him, with a string attached from it's abdomen to the end of a stick. She had a funny idea! Mistlepaw wanted to wake up the sleeping warrior with a spider touching his pelt. She grabbed the opposite end of the spider-attached stick with her teeth. The spider was now dangling in the air, it looked very spooked. Mistlepaw carried the stick above the sleeping tom. Mistlepaw lowered the spider attached to the stick to Scarletdrift's fur to wake him up! |
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 15, 2024 17:14:40 GMT -5
BUBBLINGSTAR - Hunting with Dappleswipe, Spottedfur Bubblingstar took a deep breath, glancing between his two warriors and the porcupine; where it snuffled within the slowly budding undergrowth. It was tempting- thick with winter fat and still sleepy from the long days in hiding. Please, Spottedfur's plea lingered in his thoughts, but... Dappleswipe's impassioned speech startled him from out of his haze. He shook his head, tapping his deputy's flank with his tail, " Dappleswipe," Bubblingstar snipped, " Starclan watches over us- they have no paw in our losses. We should be thankful our loved ones have a place to rest." The pale tom sighed, shutting his eyes for a lingering moment before setting his gaze on Spottedfur, " ...but she is right. We can't take risks now, Spottedfur. You are a great hunter, but those quills are tricky even on a good day." |
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Post by Dew on Feb 15, 2024 18:01:39 GMT -5
Scarletdrift|Talking to Spottedfur|SandScarletdrift listened to Spottedfurs words, thinking. "Yes she is. She is also... grieving hard for Icepath. I think that being the only medicine cat now is hitting her hard." Scarletdrift turned away, not wanting to talk about their grieving medicine cat. "I'm sure he's in StarClan," "Deerleaf wouldn't have joined YewClan and taken on a new name if he didn't believe in StarClan. He may have been sick while he was with us, but he served us well. He's part of our family too, just like every cat who joins is." Spottedfur said, and Scarletdrift turned to face him again. "I guess you're right. But still, it's hard to know that if he had just stayed a Kittypet, he would still be alive."
Scarletdrift|Getting Pranked|SapphirejasScaretdrift was sleeping soundly. His dreams were filled with him running outside of camp, his lungs free of disease. And his family was with him too, there was Frostfleck, and Beesong. And there was his mate, Mosspond, standing to the side while he greeted his kits. Suddenly his skin started crawling, like tiny spiders were walking all over him. Scarletdrift woke with a start. He looked around and saw that a spider was in fact crawling all over him, and Mistlepaw was standing at the edge of his nest, laughing at him. "Not funny Mistlepaw. You need to learn to respect your elders." |
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Post by Brownie on Feb 15, 2024 23:17:30 GMT -5
Sand jaybun! Nettle Dew Sapphirejas TheKeenGlint Feathertalon hey yall, got a very important announcement/discussion to be had: There was supposed to be a moon today. I pushed the button and Heavy, Scarletdrift and Slatekit all died of yellowcough. The goal of this rp is to use Clangen's randomizers to make things more interesting/fun, but I very intentionally have mass extinctions off (esp in a small Clan) because that much loss without being able to do anything about it isn't fun. Especially since we haven't had too many new kits/members in 25 moons (which is crazy odds with the settings I'm running btw). So I'm going to put up a poll. Do you guys think it will be more fun (or have good moments) by keeping these three deaths? Or should I roll it back, cure their illness, and go from there? I can also revive them all, but give them one more roll of sickness and then keep that result, whatever happens. Feather, if you want one of either Heavy or Slatekit to die for drama purposes/character development of the surviving one, I'm open to that possibility too. I want to put this choice in yall's hands, because this rp is really for yall to enjoy. Please feel free to discuss, I'll give until maybe Saturday morning to decide? Unless there's a quick consensus either way ]]
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Post by Nettle on Feb 15, 2024 23:21:28 GMT -5
I appreciate you letting us all know, Brownie!
I think, as much as a I want drama, this is too much. We hardly have any cats, and there are no mates, so there isn't a very high chance of kits, and it's a little unfair to Feather to have both her cats killed in one poor event.
So, I vote that we prevent the murderous event.
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Post by Dew on Feb 15, 2024 23:25:47 GMT -5
I agree with Nettle.
I also have not been apart of this clan for very long, but so far only five new cats have rolled in, all a few moons apart.
I vote prevent the event.
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 16, 2024 3:39:42 GMT -5
Also second to keep them alive! Poor Yewclan just has not had any luck lately
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Post by Sand on Feb 16, 2024 10:35:14 GMT -5
[ Does clangen just hate YewClan at this point? it's like we're cursed  I'd prefer that we roll back and prevent the event from happening. The generator's given us a lot of grief lately despite the settings. ] |
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Post by Brownie on Feb 16, 2024 14:17:27 GMT -5
[ Does clangen just hate YewClan at this point? it's like we're cursed :( I'd prefer that we roll back and prevent the event from happening. The generator's given us a lot of grief lately despite the settings. ] yeah it's been really unlucky ;-; my other playthrough just had 24 kits roll in in five moons with similar settings it's insane how little YewClan has grown and how many deaths via random moon events came through ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 16, 2024 14:29:12 GMT -5
[ clangen really out to get yewclan dang
I do agree with everybody else though, considering how few cats we have and how many deaths we’ve had recently. I would be okay with keeping it to where one of my cats does die, but I’m also more than happy keeping them around as well ^^ ]
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 16, 2024 17:31:31 GMT -5
Brownie Roll it all back and cure the cats via file-editing please! YewClan has so much bad luck recently and the Clan does not deserve more deaths! I especially fell in love with Heavy because of her story and her cute relationship with Mistlepaw, so it would break her heart, entirely for her to die! A yellowcough outbreak is the unluckiest thing to have happen to such a small Clan! POOOR YEWCLAN CATS!!!!
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 16, 2024 19:45:10 GMT -5
Heavy and Mistlepaw are really cute ;v;
I hope they get some pips together soon!
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Post by Brownie on Feb 19, 2024 14:44:20 GMT -5
hey yall! Time for the moon! I'm going to roll back the yellowcough outbreak this moon and proceed as normal. I gave it a little time because the votes weren't unanimous, but whoever voted to follow the generator's will didn't share in a post and there's no way to tell if those are just... random votes from outside the rp group so.
onward!! ]]
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Post by Brownie on Feb 19, 2024 15:10:22 GMT -5
x - Moon 25 - x
mid new-leaf; between storms
Clan Events:
PATROL MODIFIERS: +2[PROCEED] (revitalized) Daydreams about being a young warrior again Patrol: Hunting (starter) Relationships - Avoids facing Spottedfur while talking
- Is glad Heavy is still with the Clan (++) with Stemriver
Event : Muddy!
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : The two get separated: Bubblingstar finds Stemriver on the side of a precarious-looking embankment, but is encouraged to join him. Stemriver found a fallen bird's nest after a storm and needs help carrying the six tender nestlings back to camp.
Is assigning border patrols for the day Patrol: Border Relationships - Argues with Stormmask so long about how to fix something around camp that Spottedfur ends up fixing it instead. (-)
with Scarletdrift, Heavy
Event : A large dog
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : Seeing as the dog's scent hasn't crossed the border, they decide not to pursue it into uncharted woodlands. Is checking up on the warriors Patrol: None Relationships - Wishes she had less responsibilities like Mistlepaw (-)
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Thinks Dappleswipe is terrible at organizing things Patrol: Training Relationships - Makes plans to patrol with Dappleswipe (+)
- Complains about Heavy's parenting strategy (--) with Mistlepaw
Event : Gathering moss
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : A task that has fallen to the wayside with so many sick cats to care for, but must be done all the same. Mistlepaw is uncharacteristically reserved as they go through the task. Wants to get out of camp! Major Events Event: Scarletdrift recovers from yellowcough! Patrol: Border Relationships - Tries to get on the same border patrol with Bubblingstar
with Dappleswipe, Heavy
Event : a large dog
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : Seeing as the dog's scent hasn't crossed the border, they decide not to pursue it into uncharted woodlands. Major Events Event: Heavy recovers from yellowcough! Patrol: Border (starter) Relationships - Talks with Spottedfur at length
with Dappleswipe, Scarletdrift
Event : a large dog
Choice : Do Not Proceed
Outcome : Seeing as the dog's scent hasn't crossed the border, they decide not to pursue it into uncharted woodlands. Major Events Event: Stemriver recovers from yellowcough! Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Swats at Slatekit when she wouldn't stop pestering the older cats (-) with Bubblingstar
Event : Muddy!
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : The two get separated: Bubblingstar finds Stemriver on the side of a precarious-looking embankment, but is encouraged to join him. Stemriver found a fallen bird's nest after a storm and needs help carrying the six tender nestlings back to camp. Practices some battle moves Major Events Event: Recovers from her snake bite! Is in delayed shock over Icepath and Deerleaf's deaths, questioning her own mortality. Patrol: Training (starter) Relationships - Gets along better with Slatekit, for once (+)
with Spottedfur
Event : Moss
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : A task that has fallen to the wayside with so many sick cats to care for, but must be done all the same. Mistlepaw is uncharacteristically reserved as they go through the task. Patrol: None Relationships - Said something that rubbed Brightkit the wrong way (-)
none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Is complaining after rough-housing too hard with Stemriver Major Events Event: Slatekit recovers from yellowcough! Patrol: None Relationships - Thinks Stemriver was nice to her (+)
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Recently took a tumble off a log! Major Events Event: Gets a runny nose Patrol: None Relationships - Had a long discussion about goals and found she shares a lot with her brother, Thrushkit! (++)
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 19, 2024 15:16:50 GMT -5
[ oh man, it's so weird seeing Heavy's healthy sprite!
I'll get up some replies sometime today ~ ]
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Post by Brownie on Feb 19, 2024 15:22:49 GMT -5
[ oh man, it's so weird seeing Heavy's healthy sprite! I'll get up some replies sometime today ~ ] ikr she's so pretty!! I imagine this is her first real time out on patrol after her kits and back; more a territory tour than a real patrol, with Stemriver and Spottedfur looking over the kits so she can have a little time away from them <3 ]] |
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 19, 2024 15:40:55 GMT -5
[ for sure! She's never seen all of YewClan territory so this is a big day for her, and she's finally starting to feel like she truly belongs. Can't wait to get time to sit down and write her first patrol up c': ]
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Post by jaybun! on Feb 19, 2024 18:10:13 GMT -5
ooc;; oh i adore heavy's normal sprite so much, she's so cute! i do have a bias toward the long-furred art though :3 i can't wait for the kits to age up either, mistlepaw will finally have to share that den! BUBBLINGSTAR - Hunting with Stemriver
New-leaf was frankly a blessing. Bubblingstar felt his mood perk up right along with the green, fledgling shoots stubbornly sprouting up from the frost-bitten ground. The slowly warming weather was a breath of fresh air after such a harsh winter; maybe, finally, Yewclan could find some respite along with the wake of spring.
He was beyond grateful to see his clanmates heal from the ravages of yellowcough- especially the young Slatekit and her mother. Regardless of his previous reservations about Heavy's presence, Bubblingstar had come to appreciate the she-cat's warmth. Though Slatekit's exuberance certainly may have helped matters along. It was hard to keep his distance under the little one's enthusiasm. And he was of course, happy to see Scarletdrift, Stemriver, and Mistlepaw outside of the confines of the medicine den at last.
It was a good season. It could be a great season! And with that pep in his step, he happily accompanied Stemriver on an excursion. No offense to Dappleswipe and Spottedfur, but- absence does make the heart grow fonder. Stemriver most definitely had the energy of two warriors combined, anyhow. Darting about the slowly blooming underbrush with a spryness Bubblingstar found he sorely missed. He remembered doing something similar with Icepath; though they'd been older paws' at the time. Chasing each other through the height of green-leaf after sneaking out of camp from under their mentors watch.
"Stem-" Bubblingstar turned to the other tom, only to blink as he realized his little trip down memory lane had cost him more than just a few seconds of time. The young warrior was nowhere to be seen, leaving behind only a few paw-prints across the slightly muddy forest floor.
...maybe his old age was starting to catch up to him after all. Bubblingstar snorted, giving his head a little shake to clear his thoughts before setting off; on what he hoped was Stemriver's trail.
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Post by Feathertalon on Feb 19, 2024 18:15:32 GMT -5
[ repost of the older replies now that they're back up! ] Heavy »
Streams of sunlight peered through the hastily moving clouds. A storm had thundered through the skies the night before, and the shaking winds brought with them the scent of another to come, but the rain had stopped for the time being. Dove gray clouds dappled the otherwise blue sky, sunshine peeking through here and there. The Clan had been quick to send out patrols between the break between storms, and with the Clan having finally recovered from the yellowcough that had slithered through like a dangerous rattlesnake, filling the fresh-kill pile and checking borders was important. Every cat had been eager to go on a patrol and finally get out of camp, but there had been one cat in particular who couldn’t wait to stretch her legs after seasons of being stuck inside camp.
Heavy had forgotten what it felt like to be as excited as a kit. Her heart was a bird fluttering in her chest, her mind a jackrabbit bouncing through the forest as fast as its legs could take it. Her paws were a swift breeze pulling through the blades of grass and opening forth a path to follow. Moons of worry that she would never know what it was like to walk through the forest had completely vanished, and just like the sky right now, Heavy’s own personal storm had been cast away, replaced by a warm ray of sunshine. Even her chest felt free at last, the choking constriction of yellowcough having released its grasp at last. For the first time in seasons, Heavy was free.
The calico pushed her way through a thick clump of ferns, blue eyes wide as she took in the scenery around her. The forest here was thin and relatively sparse compared to the southern area of the territory. Some tendrils of woodland plants made their home here, but the ground was mostly covered in stony rock as the land sloped upward. Heavy had heard about the ridge at the edge of YewClan’s northern border, but she had never witnessed it herself; even when she had been a loner she had resided further south, closer to the border YewClan shared with BurdockClan. BurdockClan seemed like a rather friendly Clan, those cats seeming to keep more to themselves than anything else, but Heavy had to stop and wonder if her life would have been different if a BurdockClan patrol had found her first instead of YewClan. For all she knew she would have been dead by now. Who was to say BurdockClan’s leader would have provided her shelter and that their medicine cat would have been able to heal her?
A musky scent filled the air and distracted Heavy from her thoughts. She paused abruptly, sticking her tail straight in the air as a warning to her patrolmates. Both Dappleswipe and Scarletdrift had tagged along with her. She didn’t mind any cat coming along with her on this patrol, but Heavy had assumed the deputy and a senior warrior had been chosen alongside her to keep her in line - not only had she been stuck in camp for seasons, but this was also her first time truly experiencing YewClan’s territory. She was a full grown cat, around the same age as other senior warriors, but in a way she was like an apprentice, blind to what truly lived in these woods. But despite being new to this territory, Heavy knew that the scent she was smelling was out of place. It was heavier and muskier than that of a squirrel or mouse. A tanginess that stuck to her tongue like a burr told Heavy that this scent belonged to another predator; her hackles were raised in defense, the tips of her claws poking out from their sheathes. The molly narrowed her eyes.
A rain-scented breeze carried the scent straight to the patrol. Heavy breathed in deep - amazed once again at how easy she could do that now that sickness no longer clogged her chest - and realized that the scent was being pushed toward them from the outskirts of YewClan territory, and she now knew what the scent was coming from.
”Are dogs usually a problem for YewClan?” It was a naive question, dumb even. For as long as she had lived with the Clan Heavy should have known the answer. Her gaze shifted uneasily toward Dappleswipe and Scarletdrift. The dog had yet to cross the border, but what would happen if it circled back around and found the patrol? Would Heavy be ready for a fight? Could her back legs handle such force right now?
A shiver ruffled her fur as another thought formed. What if the dog found YewClan’s camp? Would her kits be safe? Heavy shuffled nervously, pleading silently that Dappleswipe and Scarletdrift wouldn’t be overly concerned about this discovery.
Heavy »
Thunder rolled in the distance, a booming reminder of the storms that had been rolling through. With greenleaf on the way the temperature was rising and humidity was blanketing the forest with a steely grip, creating the storms that had been pouring rain across the land. While the Clan had finally recovered from yellowcough, most of the cats were still stuck in camp due to all the passing storms. Perhaps soon there would be a break in the weather and Dappleswipe could get some patrols out.
With all the storms coming through it was hard to not feel a little under weather, even if she had made two miraculous recoveries in the last few moons. Heavy was finally healed and yet she was still trapped in camp. Don’t get her wrong, she didn’t mind staying in camp, especially to keep an eye on her kits who were growing by the day and getting into more and more trouble, but the urge to get out and stretch her legs fizzled strong underneath her pelt. The day she finally got to go outside and test out how far she could walk - how quick she could run - would be one of the best days of her life. She was sure she’d even feel like a true YewClan cat as well, finally able to provide for her Clanmates just as they had done for her for season upon season.
While her kits rested in the nursery, Heavy had settled herself a few squirrel-leaps away from the fresh-kill pile, a particularly plump grouse at her paws. Nearby sat Spottedfur, some company for the calico queen. He was an alright Clanmate, and having him around to talk to eased some of the gloominess that clouded her mind.
Distracting herself from the overcast feelings came in the form of questions slipping out of her mouth quicker than she could catch them. ”When do you think these storms will be over with?” She leaned down and took a bite of the grouse, pushing it toward Spottedfur as she chewed. ”I hope they’ll be out of here by the time my kits are apprenticed. I can only imagine the fits they’d through if a storm kept them inside on their first day as ‘paws.” It wouldn’t be long before her three little kits graduated and began their training. Heavy found it hard to believe they were already almost six moons old. It seemed like just yesterday they were newborns curled at her belly. She sighed wistfully. Time sure did fly by.
Slatekit »
”Stemriver! Stemriver!” There was no mistaken the joyful voice of Slatekit as she called out to the owl-faced warrior. He had been the first warrior she had spotted once slipping out of the nursery, meaning it was a no brainer that he was Slatekit’s unlucky victim of the day.
Without any warning Slatekit flung herself onto the warrior’s tail, her kit-sharp claws unsheathed and slipping into his fur. She flopped over onto her side, grappling Stemriver’s tail with her fangs now, back legs kicking against his appendage. ”When do you think Bubblingstar will make me his apprentice?” She asked as she finally rolled away from Stemriver’s tail, maneuvering herself back on her paws. Energy thrummed through her tiny body, her flanks heaving with excitement.
Yellowcough had dampened the young molly’s mood for the last few moons, but now that she was cleared from the sickness and no longer ill, Slatekit felt a thousand times better and was eager to get back into her normal routine of kit games. Considering she wasn’t just some ordinary kit - Slatekit knew she was destined for great things - she had no time to be stuck in the medicine cat den, and now she had no time to be stuck in the nursery. To become a great warrior, and the next leader of YewClan, Slatekit had a lot of catching up to do, and that included honing her battle skills.
”Can you show me how to fight off rogues?” Slatekit pressed herself down into a crouch, hindquarters wriggling intensely, paws flexing against the ground. Her gaze narrowed onto Stemriver, her mind racing with all the ways she could attack him. ”I gotta be prepared to fight off intruders when I’m leader! Did you know Bubblingstar said I’d be leader after him?”
Spoiler alert - Bubblingstar had not said that, but a kit’s imagination could not be deterred. Slatekit was confident she’d become Slatestar in a matter of seasons, and that ambition had no hints of ever fading away.
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Nettle
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Post by Nettle on Feb 20, 2024 1:27:27 GMT -5
RAHH THE NEW HEAVY ICON LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL I love her design so much! <33
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Nettle
woof woof
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Post by Nettle on Feb 20, 2024 1:36:59 GMT -5
Thrushkit .-Thrushkit says something that rubs Brightkit the wrong way-.
Thrushkit skipped outside the nursery, eager to find the mossball he had been playing with recently, only to discover Brightkit wailing with a runny nose. Thrushkit had always sensed a special bond with his sister and seeing her so upset made Thurshkit want to wail aloud too. He decided he needed to comfort her. "Brightkit, it'll be okay. I think Storm-mask might have some herbs that'll make you all better. Do you want some prey? How about some water?" He meowed, pressing himself to his sister's side. He'd hoped that maybe Brightkit would be cheered up by his words, and not make her think he was some sort of personal servant! Perhaps it was a poor choice of words now that he thought about it, as asking to tend to Brightkit's every need did sound like servant behavior, but Brightkit was more grown up than that. He thinks, at least.
OOC >> None.
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 20, 2024 1:39:32 GMT -5
 Dew Feathertalon Dappleswipe (on border patrol with Scarletdrift and Heavy) Dapplswipe had been reconsidering whether StarClan ever betrayed her Clan. This moon, miraculously, like by the actions of StarClan itself, every sick cat in YewClan has recovered and prey is running plentifully in the forest again. YewClan is no longer sick and starving, the ordeal is finally over... Like StarClan never turned their backs on YewClan. " They were a bit late in curing the sick cats and bringing back newleaf properly! " Dappleswipe thought irritably. " Why couldn't they have saved Icepath and Deerleaf from dying?!" She scraped the wet ground in frustration. At least there is peace in the Clan after a horrible leaf-bare. However, the wind was howling outside, trees were flailing helplessly in the wind, and the heavy rain drops splattered on her pelt. It didn't seem peaceful outside, but at least the sickness is gone and the prey were finally back. She quickly regained focus and looked at Heavy, who was staring at the black and dark ginger she-cat with her blue eyes. She asked the deputy whether dogs were dangerous and pose a threat to the kits. She thought for a moment and spoke. " The Clan has just gone in a period of peace, and the last thing it needs is to go after a dog! Dogs are capable of killing healthy warriors while on patrol. And the last thing that the Clan want is another death after we lost so many cats the past year. We love our Clanmates and we support each other, which includes not going after dangerous animals. Also, the dog hasn't crossed the border, so it is very unlikely going to attack the kits." Meowed Dappleswipe. " It's for the best of YewClan." Dappleswipe suddenly very felt guilty for calling the StarClan cats "fox-hearted", sure they didn't save Icepath and Deerleaf, but they cured all the sickness in the Clan two moons into newleaf. She imagined her former mentor, Frostfleck with her starry fur on end and her fur bristling in StarClan after she used those words to describe the StarClan cats. Maybe the storm was StarClan's way of saying that they were disappointed in the Clan's deputy, and wanted her to respect her StarClan warriors. She walked back to camp with Scarletdrift and Heavy in the very heavy ran, her head low, and her ears flattened back in guilt for disrespecting the StarClan cats. Her fur suddenly bristled. "W hat if the dog does actually goes after the camp and kill the kits?! Would StarClan approve of the patrol ignoring the dog scent and going home?! Did I say the right order to Heavy?!" She couldn't help but worry. She wanted to make decisions for the Clan and her patrols that StarClan approved of. A few minutes after getting back to camp, the storm got worse, and the rain was falling harder than ever. Has she made the right choice?! |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Feb 20, 2024 1:42:42 GMT -5
I'll do Mistlepaw's moon event, pip and patrol prompt tomorrow all in one post:)
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Post by Sand on Feb 20, 2024 12:27:56 GMT -5
Spottedfur : talking with Heavy
Spottedfur listened closely to the thunder that rolled overhead, his ears twitching at each boom. He didn't mind thunderstorms as he found the thunder to be thrilling despite the loudness. However, the humidity lately had been a pain to deal with. He was lucky to avoid a heat stroke, but the heaviness from the weather made him feel sleepy. He wanted a few moments to relax and listen to the thunder, and then he would eat alone, most likely. Or at least that's what Spottedfur thought.
The silver speckled tom wasn't really feeling at ease like normal. He was worried about Stormmask, who was still grieving. His daughter hadn't left the medicine cat's den in what felt like moons now. His thoughts drifted off to Heavy, Scarletdrift, and the others cats who had yellowcough. Thankfully, they were now cured and able to contribute to the clan. Things felt less dire to the senior warrior despite their only medicine cat being out of commission.
Speaking of healthy cats, Spottedfur realized that Heavy was sitting a few steps away from him. It looked like he would have some company today for his meal. He and Heavy had their differences, but the tom still admired her for her strengths. She had overcome a broken back, an infection, and now yellowcough. He wondered what her first patrol would be like. Hopefully the calico she-cat was ready to prove herself and he was looking forward to having more healthy cats to patrol with.
Her sudden meow caught the speckled tabby off guard and his ears flattened in embarrassment. You've got to pay attention, he reminded himself. "The storms, you say?" he mewed, hoping he had heard her correctly. He leaned down and took a bite of the grouse, thinking as he chewed. "Sometimes they will last all season long. I don't remember the last time we had a set of storms like this though. Must've happened when I was younger."
Spottedfur's ears perked up at the sound of her kits being apprenticed. He had yet to realize that the kits were almost apprenticed aged. Time really flew by! "Oh, I'm sure they'll throw a few fits here and there as apprentices," the senior warrior mewed with a soft chuckle. "The storms will probably be gone by late newleaf, but don't . I can't believe your kits are growing up so fast! It feels like it was yesterday when you had them."
He pushed the grouse back to Heavy, almost forgetting that the prey had been sitting in front of him. "I remember when Stormmask was a kit, but it feels like eons ago," Spottedfur meowed, letting out a small sigh.
[ tags: Feathertalon ]
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I'd prefer that we roll back and prevent the event from happening. The generator's given us a lot of grief lately despite the settings. ]
