Abatrossface | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | Single | A pretty black-and-white she-cat | Tags: Dirtypaw The pretty she-cat hissed at her clan-mate, her sudden movement causing some of her nest to scatter. She had been doing a perfectly fine job at pretending to be dead asleep untill Mousepaw interrupted her, "How immature" she stressed her words so that each one would hit like a bee-sting, "and here I thought I was in the warriors den, but all I see is an over grown apprentice!"
Albatrossface rose to her paws and snubbed Mousestep as she passed by her. With a well place flick of her tail at the others face she made her way towards the fresh-kill pile, only to find it uncomfortably bare. Looking around she wondered why no cat had gone on patrol yet, since there were plenty clearly awake. Notes:
(Well, you can interact with Swiftstar or join Lightning and Stonewing's conversation Prophecy) Swiftstar dipped her head in respect for the Medicine Cat, awaiting anyone else's questions. She honestly didn't mind answering them, but now she felt like every cat in the clan want to interact with her, which when she thought about it made sense. She IS the leader in all, and she actually liked the attention.
Stonewing purred. "Its been good, Lightning." He showed true respect for all his clan-mates, ambitious or not. He meowed. "Hey, after we do our warrior duties we can share prey if you'd like, or maybe we could go on a patrol together!" Trying to make friends with Lightning. His best friend was dead, the deputy, the one he looked up to, so he really needed to move on, he knew that.
"O-oh, uh, sure." he said and gave a small smile. He felt a bit overwhelmed, but he pushed it aside. A cat wanted to be friends with him! His smile grew slightly. "That sounds nice." He replied, trying to return the niceness to his clanmate.
Post by Raisin Bran™ on Jan 6, 2017 8:29:58 GMT -5
Ivystep grumbled and padded over to Firepelt, giving a sympathetic glance before padding to the fresh kill pile and getting herself a mouse. She ate it quickly, before gazing around for someone to hunt with.
Abatrossface | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | Single | A pretty black-and-white she-cat | Tags: Dirtypaw The pretty she-cat hissed at her clan-mate, her sudden movement causing some of her nest to scatter. She had been doing a perfectly fine job at pretending to be dead asleep untill Mousepaw interrupted her, "How immature" she stressed her words so that each one would hit like a bee-sting, "and here I thought I was in the warriors den, but all I see is an over grown apprentice!"
Albatrossface rose to her paws and snubbed Mousestep as she passed by her. With a well place flick of her tail at the others face she made her way towards the fresh-kill pile, only to find it uncomfortably bare. Looking around she wondered why no cat had gone on patrol yet, since there were plenty clearly awake. Notes:
Mousestep | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | --- | Brown tabby with little white on her muzzle, pale amber eyes. Smaller than an average cat. | Mentions: ☣ SMOG ☣ Mousestep fur ruffled up when Albatrossface was up and insulting her, "I am not an overgrown apprentice!" She hissed out following after the other she-cat, tilting her head up to try and avoid being hit in the face with the thin black-and-white tail but she only caused herself the trouble of getting flicked straight across the face. Lashing her tail in annoyance at having done that to herself Mousestep trailed after the other she-cat, ears perking when noticing as well that the fresh-kill pile was actually empty much to her disappointment.
"..We should go hunting" Mousestep suggested after sitting down a mouse length or so from Albatrossface so not to be closer than she really needed to be. The brown tabby she-cat frowned towards the fresh-kill pile before turning to glance around that the cats that were awake and just hovering in camp.
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He purred. "Great! I don't go hunting anymore with friends.." His voice trailed off but then he meowed, faking happiness. "But thats what happens when you loose your friends!! Heh.. Say, maybe we could be friends someday Lightning." He tried his hardest to change the subject.
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He nodded, noticing the tom's struggle to change the subject. "Maybe," he said, then added "So, what do you think leaf-bare will bring?" he asked, looking over at the gray tomcat. (Short X.x)
He meowed, looking towards the sky. "It could bring anything, but what I expect is only the worst. Constant prey loss.. Sickness.. Maybe even death. I hope I'm wrong." He waved his tail calmly, but in a way that means he is worried for the clan. This clan was the same clan he grew up in, with no kittypet bloodline to his knowledge, but doesn't mean he isn't terrified.
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He nodded and looked up at the sky. He hasn't spent many seasons in the clan, but he was ready for the worse. "I just hope it won't be too bad, or that we can be ready for whatever it throws at us." he meowed, flicking his ear as the wind blew against it, tickling it lightly.
Mousestep | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | --- | Brown tabby with little white on her muzzle, pale amber eyes. Smaller than an average cat. | Mentions: ☣ SMOG ☣ Mousestep fur ruffled up when Albatrossface was up and insulting her, "I am not an overgrown apprentice!" She hissed out following after the other she-cat, tilting her head up to try and avoid being hit in the face with the thin black-and-white tail but she only caused herself the trouble of getting flicked straight across the face. Lashing her tail in annoyance at having done that to herself Mousestep trailed after the other she-cat, ears perking when noticing as well that the fresh-kill pile was actually empty much to her disappointment.
"..We such go hunting" Mousestep suggested after sitting down a mouse length or so from Albatrossface so not to be closer than she really needed to be. The brown tabby she-cat frowned towards the fresh-kill pile before turning to glance around that the cats that were awake and just hovering in camp.
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Abatrossface | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | Single | A pretty black-and-white she-cat | Tags: Dirtypaw Albatrossface gave a short hum, momentarily forgetting that she was talking to the biggest thorn in her side, "I wonder why everyone is just lazing about camp." She looked at Mousestep for a few seconds before frowning and springing too her paws and rushing out of camp, "I bet I can catch more than you!"
With her fur sticking up slightly from the the embarrassment of almost talking to Mousestep normally she dashed into the moss forest slowly down as the scents and sounds of camp started to fade. She gave her pelt a second to relax while looking around wide eyed at the tall trees and for the sources of the various sounds her sensitive ears were picking up on. It was kind of spooky out here alone, a badger or fox could lie around any corner. Shaking those apprentice fears from her head she started to scent the air for prey. Notes: This is a really bad response but I was a struggling
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He nodded and meowed softly. "Leaf-Bare is hard here.. I'd know. I was born in Leaf-Bare, and I lived in this clan all my life. Stay away from Swift-Lake at night in Leaf-Bare though. I know that." He looked down, having a short memory, but he looked up again, his eyes sparkling. "What are we saying, Leaf-Bare is going to be tough but we have to have hope. Hope doesn't come from being sad."
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He nodded, smiling. "We've gotta be tough, have hope. Just think, what would happen if we gave up. It could just be our supplies, or our quick thinking, but I think that our determination keeps us going. Otherwise, we would probably fall apart." he meowed, a purr rumbling in his throat.
He nodded and purred. "The strength of the clan is the cat and the strength of the cat is the clan." He gave Lightning a friendly smirk. He meowed. "Your not half bad." He nuzzled him in a friend-way. "I don't believe the fact that just because your related to kittypets. I think that makes you special." He was kind about his family-line, he didn't care that he was mostly kittypet.
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He followed, trotting at the tom's side. He loved to fish! He hated birds though, too feathery. The fish tastied the best to him and Swift Lake. His tail was up high but fell down at the tip of his tail, a sort of 'Proud tail' pose.
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Ravenfur padded along on the path toward the Swift Lake. The lake was coming into view by the time the tom scented the air. When he took a sniff, he detected various types of prey nearby. Deciding to quiz Rabbitpaw, he asked, "Rabbitpaw, what prey can you smell?"
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Post by Raisin Bran™ on Jan 7, 2017 14:26:46 GMT -5
Ivystep sighed and went out to hunt alone, she sniffed along and found a mouse, hesitating and losing it. She cussed under her breath and continued to hunt, having no luck.
Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jan 7, 2017 15:17:06 GMT -5
Username: echobrook Name: TinySplash Gender: She-cat/female Pelt: A small she-cat. She has a white underbelly, all the way up to the top of the bridge of her nose. Her fluffy "mane" is also white. Her back is black and brown, and her underbelly has patches of black and brown in it. Her tail is completely black. She has pointed ears with small black ear tufts. Her claws are very long, making her a strong fighter, despite her small size making her look somewhat weak. She has short legs, making her movement slow, and very slow in the winter- due to her long fur. However, she's fast enough to mostly keep up with the other cats, if they're running. She has a hidden scar on her tail, and it's hidden because her long fur covers it up. Her pelt is always clean, as she takes time out of her day to clean it, as she loves having her pelt clean. Eyes: Amber Personality: Tinysplash is extremely kind, and sweet. She enjoys when things are clean an perfect, so she hates a messy pelt, always scolding her mate KestrelWing over his dirty pelt. More than anything, she loves kits, and will treat them almost before any warrior in camp. If the camp gets attacked, she makes a post in front of the nursery to protect them, and if the clan needs to evacutate camp she has to know where all the kits are or she gets terrible anxiety. She's an excellent fighter, her small size giving her advantages, along with her long sturdy claws and her sharp teeth. However she's bad at hunting, her slow pace making it hard for her to catch anything, along with her fur that hangs down and brushes the grass, alerting prey. Tinysplash is always nice to cats, and it takes a lot to get her upset or annoyed. Relationships: Mate to Kestrelwing Strengths: Fighting, caring for kits, being helpful Weaknesses: Swimming, running, running in winter, hunting History(Optional): She was born into the clan by two norweigan forest cats, having three other siblings, two brothers and one sister. The brothers were insepertable, and the sisters were too. Tinysplash and her sister, Sparrowpaw would always do everything together. However, one day Sparrowpaw was hunting and got too close to the thunderpath. Tinysplash, Tinypaw at the time, warned her that she might get hit, but Sparrowpaw ignored her, and a monster was speeding by too fast, and it slid on the ice, making the side of the car ram into her. Sparrowpaw broke both of her back legs, making her crippled. She never healed, and died at the age of 24 moons. Tinysplash had started learning how to live without her sister, so when she died, it hurt a lot less then what it would've if she died when she got hit. Tinysplash still remembers her sister, but still lives strong, because that's what her sister would've wanted. Kestrelwing helped her move on, and they became mates. Picture of Real Cat(Optional):
Username: echobrook Name: Kestrelwing Gender: Male/Tom Pelt: A large, gray maine coon. He has a white underbelly, along with his mane being white. His back has black stripes and swirls all down it, along with his face. His tail is just like is torso- white underneith, and black swirls and stripes in top. He has yellow eyes and very small ear tufts, on top of his pointed gray ears. Like Stagleap, he has long legs yet long fur, making movement in the summer fast, but movement in the winter slowed. He's a hard-worker, so usually his pelt will be filled with dirt, which TinySplash always scolds him to clean. Eyes: Yellow Personality: A hard-working tom. He is usually kind, but very strict with apprentices. KestrelWing doesn't usually take kindly to new cats in the clan, but after a while of trusting them, he'll warm up to them. He very obviously has trust issues, due to his backstory. Kestrelwing is just a tiny bit skittish, and can be scared easier than most cats. Despite this, he is an average fighter and an excellent hunter. His eyes and ears are very sharp, and he has basically never returned from a hunting patrol empty-jawed. His best achievement was when he caught a hawk, who came out of nowhere and attacked a kit. His training is strict, and he can usually tell when an apprentice is lying about something. Relationships: Mate to Tinysplash Strengths: Teaching (Mentoring), Fighting (good, but not great), hunting, sharp ears and eyes, leading Weaknesses: Skittish, slow runner in winter, can't swim, easy to hurt emotionally, talking to outsiders (rogues, loners) History(Optional): Kestrelwing was born an only child, so he grew up a pretty normal life, except he didn't have any siblings. When he was a warrior, he was only a patrol with both of his parents. The patrol split up, then the tom said that he hurt himself, and ran off. Kestrelwing continued to hunt, when he heard shrieking. The tom, who had been let into the clan just days before, had killed his dad on the thunderpath, and his mother was attacking the tom. Kestrelwing saw a monster coming, but was too late to warn his mother about it, and both cats got hit, all three cats dead. Kestrelwing didn't trust any newcomers for a long time and got serious trust issues, but soon started trusting them as Tinysplash taught him that not all cats were bad. He still has trust issues, but not as intense ones, and one day he hopes to learn why that tom killed both of his parents. Picture of Real Cat(Optional):
Username: echobrook Name: Stagpaw Gender: Male Pelt: An average sized, brown british shorthair tom. His legs are unusually long for his breed, making his movement very fast in the summer, but he's still fairly slow in the winter due to the snow clogging up his fur. His claws are always clogged with herbs, and sometimes you can see bits of leafs in his fur or whiskers. Eyes: Yellow Personality: A grumpy yet determined tom. Usually he'll be nice to kits, and sometimes apprentices, but he has no patience for warriors who get upset over something as little as a splinter in their paw. He does respect elders however. If someone is hurt he usually drops the grumpy attitude and goes straight to help the cat. But if the cat isn't hurt or isn't really hurt, then he gets annoyed for the rest of the day.Sometimes he'll be in his den all day, sharping his herb skills and experimenting with different herbs. Relationships: n/a Strengths: Healing, swimming, sharp nose, ears, and eyes Weaknesses: Grumpy, fighting History(Optional): Stagleap was born into the clan by a gray british shorthair with yellow eyes, and havana brown with yellow eyes. He had two siblings, both toms. He grew up the first three moons of his life aspiring to be a warrior, but hurt his leg leaving him with a gimp leg. He got intrested to herbs and found an extreme fasination with them, and decided to become a medicine cat apprentice. When Stagleap became an apprentice to the med cat, he put himself under intense training, on top of the training he was already recieving, partly due to him having so much free time, and the aspiration to become a great medicine cat. However, through all this intense training, he developed a very grumpy side. Picture of Real Cat(Optional):