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Post by jaybun! on Mar 2, 2024 18:18:41 GMT -5
ooc;; the bubbling lore i have stored in my head. i can imagine anything BUBBLINGSTAR - Encouraging Slatepaw " Ah," Bubblingstar stilled for a long, awkward moment as Slatepaw buried herself into his side. When was the last time he'd extended more physical comfort outside of a tap of the tail, or a quick sharing of tongues? Soon enough, he shook himself free of his hesitation. Hunkering around his apprentice best he could without jostling her, he thought on what she'd confessed. Slatepaw was above all ambitious. She bounded through her training with the confidence of a cat thirty moons older than herself. He'd been hesitant to feed into that, at first. But seeing how dedicated she was to her dream of leadership; Bubblingstar had started to picture her one day filling his role. He took a moment to collect his thoughts, and admitted softly, " I never wanted to be a leader, you know." The tom's ears swiveled to lay flat back against his head, " when I was training-" Bubblingstar let out small laugh, " I didn't care for it. I skipped patrols. I botched assessments. Becoming a warrior hadn't been my dream, I didn't see the point." Stars, he hoped this didn't completely shatter the trust Slatepaw seemed to so totally have for him. " Which is why when I see you, and how hard you try; I know no matter how you go about getting there- you're going to be an amazing warrior Slatepaw." Bubblingstar smiled warmly down at his apprentice, " and leader, one day. These assessments don't mean anything. A warrior is judged by their heart, not how well they catch a bird." |
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Post by lazzylake on Mar 3, 2024 20:48:55 GMT -5
Dappleswipe
Patrol- Border Patrol with Mistleheart and Heavy
Dappleswipe trekked through the familiar growth of YewClan territory, easily traveling through the dense terrain with her experienced paws. The tortoiseshell deputy narrowed her eyes in contemplation as she approached the scent line of the PlumClan border. It was a good idea to send the pair of she-cats on a patrol together; the deputy knew Heavy raised Mistleheart for the majority of the young warrior’s life, so they would both get along despite the dilemma the trio were about to face. A quiet growl escaped from Dappleswipe’s throat as she detected a scent that stung the back of her throat. Badger was something she knew all too well, and it caused her pelt to bristle no matter which side of clan territory it was on. She glanced at Mistleheart and Heavy. Both of them were clearly on edge by the powerful stench, and she felt the expectant gazes of her patrol-mates worm their way into her fur. The younger warrior spoke to her, her words bold and certain. Even though Mistleheart wasn’t her apprentice, the deputy felt a rush of pride for their confidence for their first warrior patrol. “Well, I do agree partially with what you’re saying, Mistleheart.” She praised the young warrior with a dip of her head. “The badger is not our problem to deal with.” Yet. she grimly added with a shudder. ”Nonetheless, I’ll be sure to let Bubblingstar know. If worst comes to worst, we at least have a course of action. PlumClan are our allies, and if they are under attack, we should come to their aid at least.”
tags: Feathertalon Sapphirejas
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Post by Feathertalon on Mar 3, 2024 23:12:26 GMT -5
[ Man I love the relationships a lot of these cats have but Bubbling and Slate are becoming one of my favorites ;v; ] Slatepaw »
Becoming a warrior was everything Slatepaw wanted. Above all else, she wanted to excel in her training and become a cat that everybody loved and respected. She wanted to be able to stand tall and proud and honestly admit to having earned such a status. The energy that fizzed in her paws and galloped in her mind was filtered into the ambition she displayed. Ambition was her focus. Slatepaw was self aware enough to realize that if she didn’t have a focus on something, if she wasn’t pushing for a goal, then she was all over the place. Her mind would whip from one topic to another and her paws would flit her from place to place. Too much energy buzzed within her, but with a focus, with an ambition to be the best that she could be, Slatepaw was able to contain herself. Restraints were put into place that she wanted.
Even as Bubblingstar’s voice rumbled within his body Slatepaw remained pressed against him. It wasn’t until the leader had fully admitted to seeing no point in being a leader did the spotted apprentice take a step back to look up at her mentor. A shocked expression lay on her face, eyes wide and jaw slack open with words stuck in her throat.
Bubblingstar? The cat who commanded the entire Clan? The one who gifted cats their names and rank within the Clan? The leader of YewClan that guided every cat? He struggled to see the point of being a warrior?
That didn’t sound right. That didn’t sound right at all. His confession rang in Slatepaw’s ears, a sharp, high noise that had her stepping back a few more pawsteps.
Was the mighty and respected leader of YewClan not as determined as Slatepaw had always thought?
This question lingered for some time. She remained silent, the look of a fish out of water plastered on her visage.
Slatepaw needed a moment to regain herself. What Bubblingstar had just admitted had been shocking, and it almost made herself start second guessing her own desires - was ambition what she needed if she wanted to be leader when Bubblingstar just disclosed that he had no desires to run the Clan? It wasn’t until the ginger tom continued to speak and fill in some of the gaps that Slatepaw was missing did she start to see where her mentor was going with all this. He wanted her to realize that if a cat like him, with no ambition, had made it to leadership then a cat with ambition, with her drive, could definitely become a Clan leader.
Confidence trickled back into her like a stream. It wasn’t fully there and it wasn’t coming back in a flood, but Slatepaw could feel herself coming back to normal. Rain was falling and the desert was soaking in all the moisture it could to come back to life.
Slatepaw was returning to her lush and vibrant self.
”Really?” Her voice was steadier than it had been earlier, the shakiness vanishing. ”Do you really believe I can do it?” Why did she have reason to doubt her mentor? Slatepaw didn’t, but the words fell off her tongue before she could even stop them. If her mentor, her Clan leader, believed in her, then why doubt it? Bubblingstar would never steer her wrong. She knew that without a single doubt in her heart and mind. |
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Post by lazzylake on Mar 3, 2024 23:35:29 GMT -5
(Forgot to put an ooc section for my post but I was going to mention something. Could I have kits for Dappleswipe toggled off? It'll only be for a couple of weeks since I'll be a bit busy. I'll still have time to respond regularly but I want to be on the safe side.)
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Post by Sand on Mar 4, 2024 12:29:55 GMT -5
 Spottedfur : a walk with Stormmask
Spottedfur had decided to go on a walk with Stormmask, whom he hadn't spent a lot of time with lately. He padded alongside his daughter, his gaze moving from her to the bright sun in the sky. Greenleaf was upon them and it made him feel much better than leafbare.
Maybe it was the shining sun that boosted his mood for once or the fact he was with his kin. Spottedfur missed spending time with his kit, but her duties called for attention more than his did. No matter what, the silver speckled tom was proud of Stormmask.
"How have you been lately, Stormmask?" he asked gently, glancing at his daughter. "What herbs do we need again?"
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Post by Brownie on Mar 4, 2024 13:26:21 GMT -5
Monday = Moonday (; Some announcements before this moon~ TheKeenGlint has not been active this month nor has reached out to any of my DMs, so will be marked inactive. That means Stormmask + Brightpaw are open to any player that has an extra cat slot. Sand jaybun! both Bubblingstar (this moon) and Spottedfur (8 moons from now) will be marked as senior cats; they have a slightly increased chance of dying to illness/injury and have a chance at retiring each moon. I do recommend thinking about taking another cat soon. Time flies around here! lazzylake gotchu gotchu. Dappleswipe has been toggled. ]] |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Mar 4, 2024 14:48:55 GMT -5
I have a question. Are we allowed to control unclaimed cats in our prompts until the cat is claimed? I don't have time to claim a second cat due to university. Thanks  |
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Post by Brownie on Mar 4, 2024 14:55:55 GMT -5
x - Moon 29 - x
late greenleaf; unseasonably foggy
Clan Events: The Clan gives their apprentices a mid-apprenticeship hunting assessment
PATROL MODIFIERS: +2 antagonize (strong) Almost lost a life this moon Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Can't imagine being a leader without Stormmask to support him. (++)
- Thinks Brightpaw is doing well! (+) with Slatepaw, Spottedfur
Event : Two squirrels
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Slatepaw is overzealous trying to give chase and slips, twisting her paw.
Encourages Scarletdrift to share his techniques Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Has a friendly chat with Bubblingstar with Scarletdrift, Thrushpaw
Event : A pack of twolegs
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They try to hunt in their designated spot anyways, but the twolegs are too loud and scare everything away, including the patrol. Stormmask STATUS: HEALTHY || @open Is eavesdropping on Mistleheart Major Events Event: Visits with the other medicine cats. She gathered moss and wild garlic, and traded some herbs for catmint. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Is very upset with Bubblingstar's choices (--)
- Had a disagreement with Stemriver over kits (-)
alone
Event : Dandelion
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : She gathers plenty. Later, she'll separate the roots from the leaves and milk the sap from the stems; each part of the plant has to be stored differently to preserve their potency. Thinks he could be a better deputy Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Learns a helpful skill from Scarletdrift (+)
- Approves of Heavy's recent actions (+) with Bubblingstar, Slatepaw
Event : Two squirrels
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Slatepaw is overzealous trying to give chase and slips, twisting her paw. Almost got lost in the forest Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Hisses at Mistleheart over something small (--)
- Refused to give Dappleswipe his opinion when asked (-)
with Thrushpaw, Dappleswipe
Event : A pack of Twolegs
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They try to hunt in their designated spot anyways, but the twolegs are too loud and scare everything away, including the patrol. Tries to encourage the younger cats Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Has been avoiding Stemriver recently
- Thinks Slatepaw is very helpful! (+)
with Stemriver, Brightpaw
Event : A distant howl
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They sneak up and find a coyote with a chicken! The coyote is much larger than a fox, too big for a hunting patrol to dare engage alone. They decide to return to camp and report what they saw to Bubblingstar. Is hoping Dappleswipe assigns him to the border patrol Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Said he'd cover for Mistleheart on patrol, but then forgot (-) with Brightpaw, Heavy
Event : A distant howl
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They sneak up and find a coyote with a chicken! The coyote is much larger than a fox, too big for a hunting patrol to dare engage alone. They decide to return to camp and report what they saw to Bubblingstar. Is playing a prank on Spottedfur Major Events Event: Mistleheart wakes up with a splitting headache, unable to get out of her nest. Patrol: None Relationships - Is surprised to agree with Brightpaw (++)
- Talks with Slatepaw and Spottedfur in the sunshine
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Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Complains to Bubblingstar that he is given more chores than anyone else (-)
with Scarletdrift, Dappleswipe
Event : A pack of twolegs
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They try to hunt in their designated spot anyways, but the twolegs are too loud and scare everything away, including the patrol. Is thinking how cool her warrior name will be Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Appreciates Bubblingstar's support (+)
with Bubblingstar, Spottedfur
Event : Two squirrels
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Slatepaw is overzealous trying to give chase and slips, twisting her paw. Brightpaw STATUS: HEALTHY || @open Wonders how Thrushpaw's training is going Patrol: Hunting Relationships - Thinks Stormmask is being pushy (--)
with Stemriver, Heavy
Event : A distant howl
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They sneak up and find a coyote with a chicken! The coyote is much larger than a fox, too big for a hunting patrol to dare engage alone. They decide to return to camp and report what they saw to Bubblingstar. |
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Post by Brownie on Mar 4, 2024 14:56:42 GMT -5
I have a question. Are we allowed to control unclaimed cats in our prompts until the cat is claimed? I don't have time to claim a second cat due to university. Thanks :) yes! feel free to use them as npc's until they're claimed. if no one picks them up before the next moon, I'll open the rp back up to new applicants. ]] |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Mar 4, 2024 15:02:34 GMT -5
Oh No! Mistleheart has a migraine, poor girl!
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Mar 4, 2024 15:12:55 GMT -5
[ what im learning about slate is that if she's not worried about training, she's getting hurt while training ]
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Post by Sand on Mar 4, 2024 15:30:11 GMT -5
[ I'd like to claim a second cat if that's okay then. Just give me like 2 mins. to decide.
I always imagined Bubblingstar to be younger than Spottedfur for some reason? not sure why. I hope both of them will live a bit longer, but Spottedfur is quite moody and grumpy. ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Mar 4, 2024 16:17:22 GMT -5
Heavy »
hunting patrol with stemriver - Nettle
& brightpaw
The fresh-kill pile had been overflowing with prey the last few moons. Greenleaf was still upon them, and hunting was going well for the cats of YewClan, but it wouldn’t be much longer before the seasons changed and the Clan would once again go through the cold seasons. Prey would be scarce and bellies would be hungry. Hunting now and preparing for leaf-fall and leaf-bare was a smart move, so when Heavy had been assigned a hunting patrol, she had diligently accepted.
The calico stealthily moved through the undergrowth, accustomed to the territory now. She kept a protective eye on Brightpaw, watching her daughter perhaps a bit too intensely. Brightpaw was growing bigger and bigger every day, getting closer to being the size of a full grown feline, but Brightpaw was still, and would always, be Heavy’s baby regardless of her age or size. And considering that the last few patrols Heavy had been on had encountered dog scent and badger scent, Heavy’s guard was higher than usual.
Briefly she shifted her gaze toward Stemriver; the spotted tom was still a close friend and a cat that Heavy cherished spending time with, but she would be lying if she said she hadn’t been avoiding him. There wasn’t really a solid answer as to why, but her paws had pulled her away from Stemriver if they had been in camp at the same time. Maybe there was some subconscious part of herself that felt ashamed at having had kits with him when they weren’t even mates, and all the more ashamed that now her romantic feelings toward him had vanished like frost once the sun rose. Heavy still loved him, just in a platonic manner.
These thoughts remained in her mind, but were pushed to the side when a sharp odor wafted toward the patrol. Heavy paused in her steps, recalling the smells she had encountered on her last two bigger patrols - two moons ago dog scent had been discovered outside Clan territory, and a moon ago badger stench had been detected just inside PlumClan’s borders, and this moon…
What was that scent? It reminded Heavy of the dog, but this smell was muskier, more wild, and there was a trace of bird following it.
Heavy pressed herself against Brightpaw. ”Stay back,” she whispered in her daughter’s ear before motioning with her tail toward Stemriver to follow. If there was something dangerous out beyond the thickets they needed to know what it was so that they could report back to Bubblingstar, but they didn’t need to be reckless and give away their cover. If this canine-smelling creature was a threat then the last thing they needed to do was get into a fight and put Brightpaw into a dangerous situation.
Slatepaw »
thinking how cool her warrior name will be / appreciates bubblingstar / assessment with bubblingstar - jaybun! & spottedfur - Sand
Fog covered the land like a dense blanket that refused to uncover itself. The air was heavy with moisture and the forest silent in anticipation of what may come. Yet while the fog was dense and took hold of the territory, Slatepaw’s mind was as bright as a sunny day. A moon ago she would have been more like the fog, dreary and heavy with unspoken burdens, but today she was light on her paws and eager to shine. Her talk with Bubblingstar had opened up a thousand new opportunities for her and had reignited the flame that burned so brightly inside her. Slatepaw had looked up to Bubblingstar from the start, but now she couldn’t imagine her life without him. He was the best mentor a cat could have ever asked for. For what it was worth, Slatepaw adored her mentor and cherished all the support he had offered her thus far.
Which was why today she strode through the forest with confidence. Not even the dense fog stopped Slatepaw as she bounded forward, eager to prove to not only Bubblingstar, but to Spottedfur who had tagged along, that she was going to become the best warrior YewClan had ever known. Ideas for her warrior name occupied most of her thoughts, the charcoal molly convinced she would be a warrior after this hunting assessment. The usuals on her list came back to mind, names like Slateshock and Slatehawk, Slatestrike and Slatefang. Whatever her warrior name ended up being, she knew it was going to be awesome. Bubblingstar would pick out the perfect name for her, there was no doubt in her heart about that. Her mentor knew her so well that there was no way he’d give her some crappy name like Slatecloud. Sure, it sounded cool in its own way, but for Slatepaw it was just…too soft. Her desire was to be known as a cat with a tough and intimidating name.
But before she got her name she had to pass this assessment, and Slatepaw wasn’t worried about it anymore. All she had to do was catch enough prey to feed a few cats and she’d pass. Easy squeezy. Nothing to worry about here.
The first training session she had had with Bubblingstar came back to her when she heard the trees above her rustling. The importance of tree climbing rushed to her - she just ignored the part where she had fallen from a branch and botched the end of the training session. Filled with an eagerness to prove herself and to shine above the rest, Slatepaw took off into the fog. A pair of squirrels hopped through the canopy above head. All Slatepaw had to do was climb not that far up into a tree and snag the squirrels. Doing that was easy! Nothing about this could go wrong. If she used the fog as extra cover for herself as well, then the squirrels wouldn’t even know what had hit them…
Slatepaw didn’t know what had hit her until it was too late.
A squeak of surprise escaped the young molly’s mouth. Slick from morning dew and damp from the thick fog, in Slatepaw’s eagerness she miscalculated her step, causing her to skid forward through the bracken. The apprentice fell unceremoniously onto the ground, her right back leg crumpling awkwardly underneath her body. Slatepaw winced, hissing under her breath as a tingling pain shot up her leg.
She lay there on the ground, worried that if she tried to move her back leg wouldn’t support her. Slatepaw’s ears flattened against her head, shame flushing underneath her pelt. Maybe this wasn’t a good start to her assessment, but if Bubblingstar and Spottedfur gave her a minute or two then surely she’d be back on her paws and get right back to hunting. Surely her assessment could be saved.
Slatepaw inwardly groaned. Slatefall did have a nice ring to it, but at this rate a name like that sounded like a mocking joke than an intimidating foe. |
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Post by lazzylake on Mar 4, 2024 16:36:40 GMT -5
(Oooh Spottedfur thinks he could make a better deputy... I'm curious as to how he'd organize patrols and such. Anyways, I'll get my response for the patrol up soon! Do you have any ideas on what you'd like Dappleswipe and Bubblingstar to chat about? jaybun! I was thinking about the apprentice hunting assessments but I'm open to other suggestions!) |
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Post by jaybun! on Mar 4, 2024 20:02:38 GMT -5
lazzylake i'm alright with that! bubbling is always happy to gush about his favorite and not-so-favorite apprentices. :3c i can't believe he's an old man already...i've had my fingers crossed someone will show up with a mysterious litter for me to get in on. but we'll see!
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Post by Sand on Mar 5, 2024 5:10:57 GMT -5
[ I was planning on doing a pip with that thought, Lazzy!
Will respond to Slate & Bubbling later today.
Does anyone who is able to claim another cat have any preference? Just making sure I don’t step on any toes. ]
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Post by Dew on Mar 5, 2024 7:18:27 GMT -5
[ I'm good with just rping Scarletdrft at the moment Sand ] |
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Post by jaybun! on Mar 5, 2024 17:25:26 GMT -5
no opinions here! i will say i prob won't be taking any other HPs until ol' bubbling has gone. i'll get my reply up soon!
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Post by Sand on Mar 6, 2024 14:55:22 GMT -5
[ is it alright if I claim Stormmask? ] Spottedfur : patrol with Bubblingstar & Slatepaw + thinking he'd be a better deputy
For the first time in a few moons, Spottedfur was without an apprentice. Mistlepaw was now known Mistleheart and enjoying warriorhood. He was proud to have been her mentor just as Bubblingstar was proud and encouraging towards Slatepaw.
With the dense fog hanging over them, the senior warrior padded after Bubblingstar and Slatepaw, deep in thought. He thought-- no he knew that he would be a better deputy than Dappleswipe. She had made some questionable decisions as of late, especially when she argued with him over a porcupine. Spottedfur knew he would have caught that porcupine and fed the entire clan with it too! He imagined he'd organize patrols evenly, so that no cat would be left out. Maybe he'd take a few more risks on patrol too which Dappleswipe didn't seem to do. There were always consequences, but the silver tom believed he knew more than Dappleswipe. He had so many ideas moving about in his mind that he forgot where their patrol was.
Right... Hunting, Spottedfur thought, nodding to himself. He watched Slatepaw make her way ahead of the patrol and was impressed by her speed. She would make a good hunter one day, he was sure of it! However, his silver gaze lost track of the black she-cat as she disappeared into the thick fog. It had felt like a long time since Slatepaw had left them. Was he losing it or was she taking her time with the squirrels? "She couldn't have gone far, could she?" the speckled tom asked Bubblingstar while padding ahead. He wasn't looking for an answer, but he found it odd that Slatepaw had yet to show up with the squirrels yet.
Once Spottedfur made his way through the fog, he could see the dark black molly laying on the ground and her ears flattened against her head. "Slatepaw? What happened?" he meowed with concern, noticing that her back leg was positioned awkwardly under her body. He glanced at Bubblingstar worriedly, wondering what the leader would think of it.
[ tags: Feathertalon & jaybun! ]
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Post by lazzylake on Mar 6, 2024 16:48:53 GMT -5
Dappleswipe
Patrol: Hunting patrol with Scarletdrift and Thrushpaw
A light mist from the foggy weather sprinkled Dappleswipe's predominantly black pelt. Faint clouds drifted across YewClan's territory, limiting her view of the landscape from the rocky ridge. Today didn't bring the best climate for hunting, but the deputy wanted to take the opportunity to examine how Scarletdrift was getting along with his apprentice. Thrushpaw was growing older now, and with Mistleheart being made a warrior last moon, the ginger and white tom shouldn't be far behind. Scanning the hunting grounds, she pondered back and forth, tail tip flicking in indecisiveness. One one paw, the deciduous forest would provide easier prey to catch, but trails would be obscured and critters would be harder to track. Hunting among the trees would be difficult today. Rushing Creek seemed like the more enticing option, and it gave a chance for Scarletdrift to teach Trushpaw valuable fishing skills. But, depending on how the weather was, fish may not be as eager to leap into their paws, they might prefer to stay in their dens. Dappleswipe just couldn't make up her mind! Turning her attention to the white senior warrior, she sought out a second opinion. "Where do you suggest we should go, Scarletdrift? The mainland or the creek?"
tags: Dew Nettle ooc: (Sorry for the wait guys! I took a couple of tests today so I'm exhausted. I hope this is a suitable enough starter. I'm trying to steer this patrol in a certain direction but I want to keep the planning vague for now. I'll set up something for Bubblingstar's conversation tomorrow!)
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Post by Brownie on Mar 6, 2024 18:03:22 GMT -5
Sand totally she's yours!! Brightpaw is still available yall ]]
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Post by Sapphirejas on Mar 6, 2024 19:58:59 GMT -5
 Sand Mistleheart (Mistleheart has a migraine, and " plays a prank on Spottedfur") Mistleheart woke up with a horrible migraine one day. The light flashing into her eyes and her Clanmates talking, caused so much pain for the young white and gray warrior. Even though it was unreasonably foggy this morning, the light was hurting her mind. Mistleheart sought out the dark gray medicine cat, Stormmask to talk about her migraine. She found her sorting herbs in the medicine cat den. She sighed with relief as she walked out of the sunlight into the darker medicine cat den. " Stormmask, I have a horrible headache!" Panted the white and gray she-cat. " It hurts so much, especially with sunlight and noise!" She winced in pain as Stormmask spoke. The pain caused the young warrior be dizzy and sway on the spot. Mistleheart was so frustrated that she can't go on a patrol and hunt for sunrises while she has the migraine. Why did she had to get this horrible headache?! She slept in the nest in the medicine cat den for a few hours, dreaming of hunting a hare and woke up feeling a bit better. As she lay in the medicine cat den, an idea popped up in her head. She would prank her former mentor Spottedfur by putting a thorn in his nest from the thicket when night came. Her mind drifted as her head started pounding again when the sunlight was pouring in the medicine cat den. The foggy weather had gone and was replaced by sunlight. After Stormmask gave her some herbs for her migraine, she fell back asleep. As she woke up feeling a bit better again, the rays of light that poured into the medicine cat was no longer there. Mistleheart walked out the medicine cat den to see a star studded sky, the moon shining brightly above her, it's light pouring onto the camp. But luckily it wasn't enough to make her head pound badly. A thought struck Mistleheart. What if Spottedfur was asleep?! Then she wouldn't be able to prank him! The young warrior heard her former mentor talking nearby, as she turned her head to see the gray spotted tom some foxlengths away. Mistleheart snuck to the thicket bush, without anyone knowing that she is out of the medicine cat den. She plucked out a thorn using her right white paw, and picked it in her mouth. She padded to the warrior's den silently, and came across the nest with Spottedfur's scent. She gently placed it in the middle of the nest, and covered it slightly with the bedding. She walked away, and back into the medicine cat den. Mistleheart curled up in a ball, falling asleep quickly.
Sand Mistleheart (is surprised to agree with Brightpaw ++, and talks to Slatepaw and Spottedfur in the sunshine) A few sunrises has passed, and Mistleheart still has the migraine! One morning, she was in a patch of feeling a bit better, Mistleheart padded out of the medicine cat den, while Stormmask was still asleep, and walked into the foggy camp. The apprentice, Brightpaw bounded up to Mistleheart wearing a slight smile. Brightpaw asked her what it was be a warrior flatly. " It is so great, Brightpaw!" taken aback by the lack of emotion in the young she-cat's voice. " You get to go hunting, fighting, and help with tasks, without your mentor telling you what you are supposed to do! You get to make your decisons as a warrior yourself, you are in full control of yourself, as you are no longer a kit." Brightpaw looked a bit pleased. She told her that it'll be awesome that she will no longer have a cat bossing her around, and have more freedom with her life. She added that being a warrior is better than being a medicine cat and being stuck in the medicine cat den. Mistleheart's yellow eyes widened with a smile, as she gazed at the cold apprentice. " I agree with you actually, Brightpaw!" Meowed Mistleheart with surprise. " Being a warrior is better than being a medicine cat. I get to go out and hunt and fight! And not be stuck in the medicine cat den, sorting herbs and healing Clanmates. Though...." Mistleheart thought as her head was starting to hurt again "I have a migraine at the moment, so I'm forced to rest in the medicine cat den until I get better. It is no life! I would love to patrol again!" Mistleheart said goodbye to Brightpaw as she went on morning patrol with her Clanmates. The white and gray warrior padded back to medicine cat den to sleep, as her head was pounding now, and to not look suspicious to Stormmask that she was out in camp in the morning. When she awoke again, the fog was gone and was replaced by sunlight, and she was feeling a bit better. Stormmask was out. " She is probably out collecting herbs" thought Mistleheart. Mistleheart debated going out in the sunlight, as she still had the migraine. She decided to do it, as she was bored in the medicine cat den. She would like to talk to her Clanmates. As Mistleheart walked out of the medicine cat den, she found Spottedfur and Slatepaw sharing tongues with each other. The white and gray she-cat stopped to talk with them. " Hello Spottedfur." Mewed Mistleheart warmly. " How were your morning today? Are you going on patrols today? I miss having you as my mentor. Also, I'm really sorry about the thorn in your nest from a few sunrises ago!" She turned her gaze on the apprentice next to the gray specked tom, rested her white tail on her back. " Slatepaw, you did so well in your mid-apprentice's assessment. There is no doubt you will be a great warrior!" Mistleheart stepped back and looked at both Spottedfur and Slatepaw. " I know I'm not supposed to be out of the medicine cat den for long, but I would like to talk to you for longer. What are your ambitions you want to achieve in YewClan in your life?" |
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Post by Brownie on Mar 6, 2024 20:39:41 GMT -5
Tomorrow's moon day~ It's also moon 30 which means relationship breakdowns!
I absolutely can't believe it's been three months and 30 moons, that's crazy ]]
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Mar 6, 2024 20:47:46 GMT -5
[ super excited for the relationship breakdowns! ] Slatepaw »
The squirrels were surely long gone by now, perhaps even laughing at the young molly’s failure. Even if they were still around Slatepaw wasn’t quite sure she’d be able to get herself up into the tree, let alone push herself back up to her paws without struggling.
Her teeth clenched as she attempted getting off the ground. Three of her limbs worked perfectly, but one of her back paws wanted to shake and crumble underneath her weight, pain shooting up from her ankle and into her spine. Slatepaw drew in a deep breath, embarrassment and annoyance flushing warmth underneath her spotted pelt.
Through the thick fog two figures shimmered into view. Slatepaw couldn’t meet Spottedfur’s gaze as the tom pushed his way through the mist and asked the apprentice what had happened. Shame flooded her. Memories of her worries from last moon engulfed her mind. Bubblingstar had pushed away the worry that had eaten at her and made her feel so confident in herself. She had been so sure that she’d pass her assessment after talking to her mentor, but now here she was, unable to bear weight on one of her paws before she had even caught a single piece of prey.
What kind of warrior was she?
The words scratched painfully at Slatepaw’s throat as she muttered, ”I…I slipped…” For a second time she tried moving her hurt paw but was unable to, wincing. How was she ever going to become a warrior at this rate? If she kept messing up her training and her assessments then Bubblingstar would never name her a warrior. He might even punish her. Fear clouded the pain; would he stop being her mentor? Slatepaw’s heart thudded heavily against her chest. Would he make her stay as an apprentice forever? Fear gripped her like talons. If she never got to be a warrior, then what was her purpose in this life?
Slatepaw »
Joyful surprise sparked in Slatepaw’s eyes when she noticed Mistleheart heading her and Spottedfur’s way. The spotted tom was fine company, but Slatepaw had to admit that seeing Mistleheart brought her enough joy to make her jump up to her paws and rush over to greet the older molly. She rubbed up against her friend, purring. ”Shouldn’t you be in Stormmask’s den?” The apprentice asked with a tilt of her head as she stepped away to give Mistleheart some room. Slatepaw wasn’t one to tell Mistleheart that she had to get back to the medicine cat den - the young apprentice would do the same thing. There was no way she’d stay cooped up inside Stormmask’s den when work needed to be done.
Her time in the medicine den came back to her. As if being teleported back, Slatepaw's chest constricted in a much too gruesomely familiar way. Yellowcough had not been fun. Breathing had been so difficult and she had lost way too many moons of her kithood where she should have been playing with her littermates but was forced to stay inside Stormmask’s, and at the time, Icepath’s, den. There had been days where the molly had not an ounce of energy and just wanted to sleep, but she had also had days that she snuck out of the medicine cat den to get some much needed energy out. Those days had been her favorite despite the sickness that had hunted her.
Shaking those dark clouds in her mind away, Slatepaw focused on Mistleheart’s praise. Shame warmed her ears, the apprentice leaning her head down to lap nervously at her chest. Being told she was going to be a great warrior had pride sprouting inside her, but knowing what had happened during her assessment blanketed her in discomfort, her pelt itching as if ants were crawling underneath every fiber of fur. ”I…It didn’t get that well,” she admitted, shooting a humiliated look toward Spottedfur who had been there at her assessment. He knew exactly what had happened. ”But thanks, Mistleheart.” Despite her botched assessment, hearing that Mistleheart still believed in her made the failure a little easier to live with.
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Post by jaybun! on Mar 6, 2024 22:03:41 GMT -5
ooc;; hoah, sorry about the late reply. i've been working on some other projects! BUBBLINGSTAR - Hunting with Spottedfur & Slatepaw; grateful for Storm-mask's support Fog lent the forest a strange, dreamy quality. Dew sparkled on the tips of leaves, the sun managing to cut through the haze just enough to turn the shadows long. It reminded Bubblingstar of Starclan. Their ancestor's hunting grounds had the same swimmy quality at the edges; and he found himself wondering if the spirits of the deceased had just gotten used to it- or had another experience entirely? Thoughts of Starclan have been ever present in his mind, lately. He was getting old. He was old. His joints creaked when he woke in the morning in ways they never used too. When he looked around at his clan, he realized with the exception of Spottedfur; there were no longer any warriors from when Bubblingstar himself grew up. And though he loved the new generation of Yewclan, it was a uniquely isolating experience. Sometimes, selfishly, he wishes Icemask were still here with him. The younger cats of Yewclan definitely had nothing to worry about, however. Bubblingstar huffed fondly as Slatepaw bounded at the front of the patrol, as always. He'd never really saw the point in teaching her to keep at the tail of her elders, like he himself had been. It was antithetical to the little molly's nature. Though, it did help keep apprentices out of trouble, something he abruptly was reminded of when Slatepaw darted off into the fog. He made to call her back, only to be interrupted by an abrupt squeak. Anxiety pricked at his pelt, and he quickly followed Spottedfur's lead toward the noise. Sighing in quiet relief at the sight of Slatepaw, visibly unharmed aside from the way she favored her side. " Happens to the best of us," Bubblingstar was quick to reassure, slipping along her side to offer his own to lean on, " you should've seen the time Spottedfur fell into that stream." He chirped, shooting said warrior a teasing look from the corner of his eye. |
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Post by Sapphirejas on Mar 6, 2024 22:35:18 GMT -5
Tomorrow's moon day~ It's also moon 30 which means relationship breakdowns! I absolutely can't believe it's been three months and 30 moons, that's crazy ]] I know, right?!  |
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Post by Sand on Mar 7, 2024 12:29:48 GMT -5
 Stormmask : herb gathering & reflecting on visiting the other medicine cats
Stormmask was on her own today to gather dandelion. The fog obstructed her view of the tree canopy that hung overhead. She padded ahead, clearly fixated on getting her tasks done for the day. She was fortunate enough to have gathered some moss and wild garlic which she traded with the other medicine cats at the half moon meeting. In return, she received catmint which was always a necessity. Especially when greencough came around, Stormmask couldn't get enough of the herb.
The grey masked tabby came to a halt, scenting the air for dandelion. Usually she could find it by an old tree stump which she knew was nearby. She moved forward stealthily as if she were hunting prey except her prey was completely different. The medicine cat's eyes lit up when she spotted the yellow flowers poking out of the green grass. Perfect! There's enough here for me to remove the roots from the leaves and milk the sap from the stems, she thought to herself.
Stormmask gathered the dandelion with ease, making sure to not severe the plant from the roots just yet. She would work on it later in her den, but for now, she had plenty of dandelion. She picked up the herb with her maw and made her way back to camp.
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Spottedfur : patrol with Bubblingstar & Slatepaw
Spottedfur let out a sigh of relief as he listened to Slatepaw explain what happened. At least the spotted molly was still with them despite her injury. Plenty of cats had injured their legs by slipping on rocks, running too fast, and more. He could remember the time he fell into the stream, which the ginger leader had brought up. He gave a goofy grin to Bubblingstar, noting that he was being teased.
"Bubblingstar is right. We'll take you back to Stormmask, I'm sure she can figure out what kind of injury it is," he told Slatepaw in a gentle tone. He wanted to make both cats feel better, so the speckled tom decided to tell a story. "Y'know, when I fell into that stream, the current carried me so fast that I reached the end of the stream! It was embarrassing, but it's thanks to Bubblingstar that I was okay afterwards."
He made his way to the other side of Slatepaw, ready to head back to camp with her and the leader.
[ tags: Feathertalon & jaybun! ]
Spottedfur : chatting with Slatepaw & Mistleheart
Spottedfur basked in the sunlight, finally able to relax after a long day. Slatepaw had joined him earlier on and the two were sharing tongues when Mistleheart stopped by. "Mistleheart!" he greeted cheerfully, flicking his tail in greeting towards his former apprentice. He let out a purr, listening to the white and grey she-cat as she spoke. "My morning was fine despite... something unexpected. I'm not heading out again today unless I'm asked to."
The grey speckled tom came to a pause, remembering the thorn that he had sat on in his nest a few sunrises ago. A grumpy look appeared on his face before he rolled his eyes jokingly. "Ah, that thorn! Y'know, I did sit on it and I had to ask Stormmask to remove it," he admitted sheepishly. "I miss having you around too. You seem to be doing well as a warrior now. I'm proud of you, Mistleheart."
When Mistleheart asked Slatepaw how her assessment, he turned to look at Slatepaw. Her humiliated look told him everything he needed to not say. "It didn't go as planned, but that's okay," Spottedfur mewed, trying to assure the dark grey molly. "Next time you'll do even better, Slatepaw."
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Post by Brownie on Mar 7, 2024 15:46:37 GMT -5
x - Moon 30 - x
early leaf-fall; chilly
Clan Events:
YewClan's dandelion went bad
PATROL MODIFIERS: +2 antagonize (strong) Is startled to lose a life so suddenly Major Events Event: Lost a life to a dog. Patrol: Border Relationships - Asks Heavy how she's doing (+)
- Plans to spend more time with Heavy (+)
- Is amused at Heavy's jokes with Spottedfur, Mistleheart, Heavy
Event : Rumors of badgers
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : While they're talking about the badger spotted in PlumClan territory last moon, Heavy nearly walks into it's den! The cats aren't prepared for a fight and retreat, but this is a problem that can't be left alone for long...
Daydreams about being leader Major Events Event: Stayed up with Mistleheart to watch the moon rise. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Appreciates Mistleheart's company (+) with Stormmask
Event : Daisy and Tansy
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Stormmask is surprised when Dappleswipe initiates a conversation, and the work goes quickly as the two chat while gathering herbs. Patrol: Herb gathering Relationships - Feels more like herself being around Bubblingstar (++)
with Dappleswipe
Event : Daisy and Tansy
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Stormmask is surprised when Dappleswipe initiates a conversation, and the work goes quickly as the two chat while gathering herbs. Is eavesdropping on Heavy Patrol: Border Relationships - Debated with Scarletdrift all afternoon
- Sees Scarletdrift stumble and finds it endearing (+) with Bubblingstar, Heavy, Mistleheart
Event : Rumors of badgers
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : While they're talking about the badger spotted in PlumClan territory last moon, Heavy nearly walks into it's den! The cats aren't prepared for a fight and retreat, but this is a problem that can't be left alone for long... Is in awe of Bubblingstar's leadership skills Patrol: Training Relationships - Talks to Brightpaw (+)
with Thrushpaw
Event : An odd smell
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : While they're talking about the badger spotted in PlumClan territory last moon, Heavy nearly walks into it's den! The cats aren't prepared for a fight and retreat, but this is a problem that can't be left alone for long... Patrol: Border Relationships - Has been avoiding Stemriver recently
- Thinks Slatepaw is very helpful! (+)
with Bubblingstar, Spottedfur, Mistleheart
Event : Rumors of badgers
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : While they're talking about the badger spotted in PlumClan territory last moon, Heavy nearly walks into it's den! The cats aren't prepared for a fight and retreat, but this is a problem that can't be left alone for long... Critiques Mistleheart's fighting posture Patrol: Training Relationships - Thinks Scarletdrift isn't so bad after all (++)
- Asks Spottedfur to speak louder while talking
- Talks to Brightpaw (+) with Brightpaw
Event : Fighting training
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Brightpaw is distracted and doesn't learn much. Wonders if StarClan talked to Stormmask recently Major Events Event: Stayed up with Dappleswipe to watch the moon rise. Her headache is gone. Patrol: Border Relationships - Goes to talk with Scarletdrift about something important, but he ignores her (--)
with Bubblingstar, Spottedfur, Heavy
Event : Rumors of badgers
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : While they're talking about the badger spotted in PlumClan territory last moon, Heavy nearly walks into it's den! The cats aren't prepared for a fight and retreat, but this is a problem that can't be left alone for long... Patrol: Training Relationships - Doesn't notice Heavy watching him across camp.
- Complains Mistleheart never does anything helpful (--)
with Scarletdrift
Event : An odd smell
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : They are trying to learn tracking anyways, so Scarletdrift asks Thrushpaw to follow it. Neither of them can figure out what the smell is, and lose the trail several times. By the end of the day, they're tired and with nothing to show for their efforts. Is annoying Dappleswipe with questions Patrol: none Relationships - Had a small argument with Stormmask (-)
with none
Event : None
Choice : None
Outcome : None Brightpaw STATUS: HEALTHY || @open Plays with a large beetle Patrol: Training Relationships - Is able to work together with Heavy to fix something (+)
with Stemriver
Event : Fighting training
Choice : Proceed
Outcome : Stayed up with Mistleheart to watch the moon rise. |
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Post by Brownie on Mar 7, 2024 15:52:29 GMT -5
And here's detailed relationship breakdowns! (as well as ages) I'll be going through and adding some bonuses for rp in the next few days~ Bubblingstar: Dappleswipe: Stormmask: Spottedfur: Scarletdrift: Heavy: Stemriver: Mistleheart: Thrushpaw: Slatepaw: Brightpaw: |
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Post by lazzylake on Mar 7, 2024 15:55:32 GMT -5
(Aww Dappleswipe's events are so wholesome this moon! I was typing up her conversation with Bubblingstar when this popped up, is it okay if I keep writing even though it was technically last moon, Brownie Also poor Bubblingstar! I had a bad feeling they were going to lose a life soon. EDIT: WAIT A SECOND. How could Dappleswipe have mentored Stemriver when they are only seven moons apart?! The math is not mathing.) |
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