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Post by rks on Mar 5, 2017 13:38:15 GMT -5
rooknoseThe Seer remained seated a distance away from the other cats within camp. Other cats had begun to rise and the camp was starting to get lively and begin its daily routine. She yawned and stood up, about to try and find something to busy herself with, although before she could begin any particular task the familiar scent of Smokepaw wafted over her. Rooknose looked over and blinked at her apprentice before standing up, purring as well. She said nothing, but dipped her head in greeting before jerking it to signal for her apprentice to follow. She waved her tail to the leader and deputy in goodbye, but paused for a lengthy moment to gaze upon her apprentice. She was always at a loss as to how to truly mentor him, as she was not a mentoring cat; patient, yes, but she didn't possess the verbal communication to really teach him what it meant to be a Seer. She could speak, but she never had the voice to, or even anything to say in the first place. Rooknose sighed but made sure that her facial features conveyed it was not a sigh of disappointment and that she was still pleased to get the day started. She jerked her head toward the direction of the camp exit, signaling for her apprentice to follow before trotting off. dappletail, hqmary, konoline
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Post by loveymymavi on Mar 5, 2017 21:14:38 GMT -5
Sitting in a corner of the camp away from others, Duskpath was cleaning her pelt. It was sweltering hot and her tongue was cooling on her mottled coat. She was smiling (as always) and watching the clan fall into their daily routine. "Horoa isn't being very merciful today, huh?" She muttered. The senior warrior knew she should go and join her clanmates in their duties, but she wanted to take the time to wash herself . Giving her fur a few more hasty licks, she stood and strolled slowly to the center of the camp. @anyone and alchepalch
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Post by alchepalch on Mar 5, 2017 21:26:56 GMT -5
Dawnthroat had been doing the opposite of his sister. He sat with an irritated look, shoulders raised and ears slicked back. Of course most WindClan cats always had their ears slicked back but his irritation was clear by his flicking white tipped tail and gaze that searched the whole clearing. The blistering heat had left him just as hot as any other cat. It effected his attitude more than anything.
Letting out a breath, the tom looked up at Duskpath and snorted. "Horoa, eh? Ya'know I bet-" He watched as she got up and away. He rolled his eyes. He was quite used to it.
Once he caught up with the mottled she cat, he continued. "...I bet ThunderClan had something to do with it. I heard from a birdie about the battle. They took sunningrocks. It just has to be an omen." He claimed. "I ain't no seer but it makes sense dun'it?" loveymymavi,
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Post by loveymymavi on Mar 6, 2017 7:40:16 GMT -5
Glancing up at her brother, Duskpath let out an amused purr at his accusation of Thunderclan. "Oh Dawny, don't say such things. Thunderclan didn't cause this and if you keep talking like that you'll scare others." She mewed. She didn't think anyone caused this borderline unbearable heat, all she wanted was a bit of mercy from the god. Standing, she nuzzled Dawnthroat and gave his shoulder a small lick. "Don't worry, we'll be alright."
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Post by alchepalch on Mar 6, 2017 16:55:08 GMT -5
Dawnthroat snorted. "Scare who? There ain't no ThunderClanners here." His gaze fell on the leader who was in another area of the camp. He remembered not trusting the former kitty pet and he wasn't sure if he even trusted her and her siblings now. He shook his head to dismiss the idea and looked back at Duskpath.
"It has to be somebodies fault. 'Er, have you heard of Firefoot?" He began. "He lived a long time ago and he had angered the gods. He was caught stealing prey - tricking the leaders of all the other clans that WindClan needed food when really, we were doing well and he had just been greedy. Because of him, Horoa slashed his tail through our territory, setting it ablaze. There was a huge fire, almost as big as Mother! It burnt down all the trees that used to be here and that's why we're surrounded by grass and grass only." He explained. Of course that wasn't true but it sure did serve as a good story.
"Who's to say that some cat didn't screw it all up for us. If it's any cat, it's those giant brutes over in ThunderClan." loveymymavi,
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Post by purerubydragon on Mar 6, 2017 22:25:01 GMT -5
alchepalch, loveymymavi, Deerpath had been cleaning her soft fur of burrs when she over heard some of her clan mates chattering. She had her eyes closed focused on her work when she pricked her ears and opened her eyes mid lick to look at glance at Duskpath as the other female warrior passed. Her blue eyes glittered with amusement as she paused and set the back leg she'd be cleaning down to a more comfortable position to listen as Dawnthroat spoke. Sitting with her front paws close together like a pretty statue. She blinked a polite greeting at them before intergecting, her tone soothing but playful. "Then we should be grateful to them. Would you rather be slinking through trees and licking sap from your pelt all day?" She glanced up at the sky, grateful there was no obstruction of foliage so the gods could watch her clan mates at all times. She twitched her whiskers again, also great full for Dawnthroat's amusing activism. His irritation more charming than anything else and his story that spoke of Horoa and his great power comforting.
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Post by loveymymavi on Mar 7, 2017 7:05:45 GMT -5
Swiveling her ears to the speaker, Duskpath grinned brightly. "My, my, good morning Deerpath." The she cat mewed. She loved greeting her clanmates in the morning after a nice cleaning. "You're absolutely right, my brother's imagination is just running rampant." She added, playfully biting her brother's ear. Dawnthroat had always been the type to tell stories, even if some had not an ounce of sense within it. And even if his tale was true, she still didn't believe it was Thunderclan's fault. Why would Starclan punish her home for the mistakes of another's? Shaking her head lightly, she looked back up at the two cats. "I suppose our lives would've been much different if the territory had more trees." She muttered softly. She had grown up here and admired her camp. She could get lost in memories of her and her brother training and hunting together. The warrior let out a light purr without thinking. She loved every moment she has lived. alchepalch and purerubydragon
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Post by kiwistickers on Mar 7, 2017 9:27:52 GMT -5
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"Aww, would you miss me?" Spiderpath asks playfully. "Anyway, I'm saying I probably will unless I get dragged off on some other patrol," The warrior continues with a slight shrug, "Are you ready to go right now?" name| pronouns | rank | age | clan | interacting with
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Post by alchepalch on Mar 7, 2017 16:21:22 GMT -5
Dawnthroat opened his mouth to speak but promptly closed it when another cat approached. He felt himself draw closer to his sibling and he lowered his gaze. He had never been one to talk to anyone other than Duskpath unless he was forced to. And in this case, he didn't have to do anything.
"Yeah, yeah, wha'ever." He turned to his sister, making it quite obvious that he was taking to her and her only. "Why don't you and I head out and hunt so we can make this heat more bearable for others." He suggested, tail flicking irritably. loveymymavi,purerubydragon,
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Post by hqmary on Mar 7, 2017 21:12:38 GMT -5
Mossstar had sat and watched the clan come to life, but now that there were ample warriors up, it was time to organize them. She up to her siblings, catching the last part of their conversation about going on a patrol together. "Swiftclaw?" she said, affixing a polite smile on her face. "Do you think you can lead a border patrol along the Riverclan border? And Spiderpath, can you take out a hunting patrol? Both of you can choose whichever warriors you like." kiwistickers , ΠΌΞΉΞΊΞ±cΠ½Κ
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Post by ΠΌΞΉΞΊΞ±cΠ½Κ on Mar 8, 2017 8:44:16 GMT -5
" Ha ha, yeah. I would." Swiftclaw replied energetically when Spiderpath asked playfully if he would miss her. He would definitely miss her, he enjoyed his sister's company, and how he could act as immature and playful as he wanted around her. It was refreshing. Standing to his paws, Swiftclaw looked down at Spiderpath and nodded, lowering the front half of his body as he stretched. " Yup, I'm ready. Let's go!" Swiftclaw's ear swivelled around when he heard a familiar voice addressing him and Spiderpath, and her turned his head as his green eyes met with Mossstar's, a smile growing on his gray and white face. " Good morning to you too." He purred, not disrespectfully but more in his usual playful tone. Still smiling, the large tom dipped his head to his sister in an attempt to try and be respectful to her. Part of Swiftclaw wished that he could be more playful around Mossstar like he could be playful with Spiderpath, but he doubted that this would happen. " Of course, I'll do that right now." He mewed, glancing at Spiderpath and giving her a look that said 'maybe later' before he looked at the cats who were awake, " I'll take one warrior and you can take two. I doubt that there'll be much happening at the border, and hunting should be the main priority in this drought." As he spoke, Swiftclaw padded towards the awake cats. His eyes scanned each one of them. " It's time for patrols you guys. Who wants to join my border patrol?" purerubydragon , kiwistickers , hqmary
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Post by snootsandwhiskers on Mar 8, 2017 16:29:53 GMT -5
| Thriftpaw | she/her | apprentice | 9 moons | WindClan Thriftpaw slowly blinked her eyes open as she was woken from sleep by the sounds of her Clanmates up and moving. The blue torbie raised her head and swiveled her ears in the direction of patrols being organized as she stood and stretched her legs out behind her, muscles pulling in the way she relished in. Hopping back up on her toes, she approached the group just in time to hear directions from Mossstar about patrols and approached Swift law and her mentor. "Good morning, Swiftclaw, Spiderpath." She dipped her head respectfully at the older warriors before turning her attention to the tuxedo molly. "Could I join you on the hunting patrol?" Thriftpaw needed to be doing something this morning other than sitting around in the heat, so what better cat to do something with than her mentor? That way the two of them could be learning as well as doing something practical for the Clan as well! kiwistickers , ΠΌΞΉΞΊΞ±cΠ½Κ
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Post by kiwistickers on Mar 9, 2017 1:31:59 GMT -5
spiderpath | she/her | warrior | 54 moons (4.5 years) | windclan | lots o cats : ΠΌΞΉΞΊΞ±cΠ½Κ, swiftclaw, hqmary, mossstar snootsandwhiskers, thriftpaw ; purerubydragon, Deerstep, loveymymavi, Duskpath, alchepalch, Dawnthroat Spiderpath's ears twitched at the approach of Mossstar and she nodded slightly along with their brother's greeting. She hoped Swiftclaw hadn't got his hopes up on going on patrol together. A part of her almost expected this to happen, hence why she was so reluctant to give her brother a definitive answer. Logistically Swiftclaw was better suited for border patrol, and them being on the same patrol might result in the two of them chatting more than focusing on the task at hand. This course of action only made sense. However, she couldn't help but wonder if Mossstar had overheard Swiftclaw and was deliberately doing this to be contrary. Spiderpath didn't want to assume there might be any personal reasons for her sister separating them, but she wasn't going to rule out the possibility in the back of her mind. " Right away." Spiderpath answers promptly. The dark warrior turns to fetch some cats for the patrol, and nearly bumps into her apprentice. She stops herself and paces back about a squirrel-length away. " Thriftpaw, I was just looking for you," Spiderpath mews, " Of course you can come." Spiderpath walks past Thirftpaw, motioning with her tail to follow. The tuxedo molly continues looking for a couple of other cats to join the patrol. Four cats would probably make for the best patrol size. She glanced at the decreasing pile of sleeping cats momentarily before deciding she'd rather take cats that were already awake and ready to go. Spiderpath eventually settles on a group of cats talking on the other side of camp. She approaches Duskpath, her brother, and Deerstep and greets them with a friendly purr. " You all look like you're about to head out," She notes, shifting her gaze between the three cats, " Care to join hunting patrol? If not, Swiftclaw's leading border patrol." name| pronouns | rank | age | clan | interacting with
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Post by loveymymavi on Mar 9, 2017 12:46:22 GMT -5
Listening to Dawnthroat, Duskpath opened her mouth to respond when another cat spoke. She turned to the voice and smiled. "Well, good morning Spiderpath." She purred politely. "Hunting sounds absolutely lovely," She added then glanced at her brother. "And seeing that he just mentioned it, I'm sure Dawnthroat wouldn't mind tagging along, would you Dawny?" She knew her brother wouldn't let her go without him at her side, so the question was basically rhetorical. She loved her brother with all her heart, but his tendency to stay away from others worried her. It also made her sad that he treated his kits the same way, like they weren't his kin. She frowned, then quickly smiled and glanced at the cats around her. "We're ready when you are." She grinned. purerubydragon, kiwistickers, and alchepalch
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Post by alchepalch on Mar 9, 2017 20:59:34 GMT -5
Dawnthroat saw more cats approaching and stood up. He wanted to just walk away but he wasn't sure if he wanted to be away from his sister.
He wasn't surprised when the approaching cat, Spiderpath asked for them to head out on a hunting patrol. He slunk his ears back further and waved his tail with squinted eyes. He didn't say anything however. He simply nodded and stood closer to Duskpath. At least he was able to go hunting. So what the heat was blistering, hunting would always make him feel whole and it would always give him a chance to show off. Anything to impress.
Dawnthroat smirked slightly but it quickly turned into a frown when he laid his eyes on his daughter who was trailing behind Spiderpath. He twitched his whiskers and looked away.
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