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Post by cowbird on Jul 20, 2020 20:30:52 GMT -5
( Abe do you want me to repost my reply? I think I have the reply still) (Edit: I do) Oh thank you!))
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Post by cowbird on Jul 20, 2020 20:32:24 GMT -5
(Hey guys! So Rowan and I were just talking... since we have the space now and this forum will be low-traffic (I highly doubt anyone is gonna join), we could make individual pages and/or threads for the clans and tribes and groups so they stay separated. Mikah, you could have one for Fallenclan- naturally all of the allied clans would have one, Rocky- Janisa's group could have one, etc. Not today, obviously, because my will to live is excessively low... xD but in the future. Rowan's going to make a page for Scarlet's gang.) Wooo! We should totally do that! I was kinda wondering if some of us could even make clans separate from Cloudclan entirely, outside their lore, so we could totally do both! I'm so excited!) This would be amazing!! I gave up on making my own clan tbh but who knows someday I’ll get those ideas back))
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 20, 2020 20:32:47 GMT -5
Abe
Bluelotus nodded his head. “This one is feeling better, he is still worried about Sensei.” He answered honestly, “What if Sensei doesn’t get better? What if we lose him? Sensei is the closest we all have to a father, Crowfire especially. Seikatsu let us have our parents, even if it was for a short while. This one doesn’t know much about Crowfire’s parents.”
(Bit thankful I started saving replies, wish I’d saved the ones I did with Chris but beggars can’t be choosers and I think it’s safe to say, I’m pretty much a beggar lol)
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Post by Treeheart on Jul 20, 2020 20:33:07 GMT -5
Wooo! We should totally do that! I was kinda wondering if some of us could even make clans separate from Cloudclan entirely, outside their lore, so we could totally do both! I'm so excited!) This would be amazing!! I gave up on making my own clan tbh but who knows someday I’ll get those ideas back)) You'll have my cats there if you do!
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 20, 2020 20:37:54 GMT -5
This would be amazing!! I gave up on making my own clan tbh but who knows someday I’ll get those ideas back)) You'll have my cats there if you do! (Same here)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 20, 2020 21:19:22 GMT -5
(Hey guys! So Rowan and I were just talking... since we have the space now and this forum will be low-traffic (I highly doubt anyone is gonna join), we could make individual pages and/or threads for the clans and tribes and groups so they stay separated. Mikah, you could have one for Fallenclan- naturally all of the allied clans would have one, Rocky- Janisa's group could have one, etc. Not today, obviously, because my will to live is excessively low... xD but in the future. Rowan's going to make a page for Scarlet's gang.) Wooo! We should totally do that! I was kinda wondering if some of us could even make clans separate from Cloudclan entirely, outside their lore, so we could totally do both! I'm so excited!) (I support that 100%.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 20, 2020 21:28:19 GMT -5
(Sorry that I poofed guys. I feel weird. I'mma try to get some replies out now.)
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 20, 2020 21:49:11 GMT -5
(I actually have a clan almost complete, I just need help coming up with rules and having people to rp)
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Post by Treeheart on Jul 20, 2020 21:54:55 GMT -5
(I actually have a clan almost complete, I just need help coming up with rules and having people to rp) Hey, I got a clan in the works too! Starting things off strong!
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 20, 2020 22:29:12 GMT -5
Goldenclan Intro Post
Arcticthunder kept close to Firepaw, letting her lean on him when she needed to, as they were guided through the Valley. In All of their days... This was something they had never seen. Cloudclan's Territory... was everything that it was discussed to be. And so much more. The water, the river, the high trees, the green grass. As they went on, swiftly and surely guided by Ashrain, the cats of Goldenclan seemed to understand more and more as to why this precious land needed protecting. "Stay close now. Oh... Here. I almost forgot..." Ashrain stopped outside the entrance to the camp and picked up some leaf-woven masks that were hanging off a tree branch. She handed one to each of the Goldenclan cats and showed them how to put them on. "Masks! Brilliant! If only we'd had time to make them when the Fever hit our park a few years ago..." Tundrastar murmured as he brought his up over his mouth. Ashain nodded sympathetically as she turned on her paws and headed through the curtain of willow tree branches. The inside of the camp took Tundrastar's breath away. All the dens- all the space- all the... cats! He'd never seen so many Warriors in one place. But there would be time to talk about that later. Now, Ashrain guided them over to the presence of a huge, stoic gray Warrior who was conversing urgently with a pretty red tom. Blue eyes- one pair bright blue, one pair icy- locked on the travelers. "Captain?" The muscular tom greeted with surprise. "Down from the Wall early... and who are your companions? I thought we weren't bringing anyone down from the Watch right now?..." "Aldershade, Rowanstar," she greeted the two males quickly and with a brief nod. "This is Arcticthunder, Firepaw, Wrenstar, and Tundrastar... Of Goldenclan, sirs." At the explanation of their identities, Aldershade's eyes grew huge with shock. "My... Mother's children... Goldenclan?" "Yes," Ashrain replied with a beaming smile that was hidden behind her mask. "They are here to help us... They got Umberpaw's prophecy too... They know how to cure the sickness." "It's called Fire Fever," Arcticthunder spoke up now as he came to the front of the line. "And if it's gotten this far... we don't have much time. I need as many healthy cats- and as many healers- as you can spare. Right now. We can converse later but this is of a greater importance..." he looked pleadingly from Rowanstar to Aldershade then back again. "Will you trust us?" --- Rocky(I'm going to hold off on Windy and Newtpaw for a second since we're getting ready to start the healing of the sick. So I'll post Heavyrain here for ya.) As Silverfang sat beside the fresh kill pile with his family, a big, handsome gray tom came lumbering over. He set down a dandelion at the newcomer's paws and offered a small, tired smile. "Hello, Silverfang... I am Heavyrain. I'm sorry I haven't gotten around to properly introducing myself. Welcome back to the clan! How has your stay been thus far?" --- Mikah(I gotta wait for Abe for Sparrow and Umber so... let's...) "She did," Tinykit said simply as she turned on her paws and began to pad back toward the nursery. "Told me to come find you. Come, come! Tinykit was told only to come get. Not to stay out. Mr. Aldershade said I shouldn't." "Go on now," Harbinger said softly, fondling the daffodil he had collected earlier as he headed off in the opposite direction of camp. "You girls tend to your business and I'll tend to mine." --- Lilacdew had sat in a nearly dreamy-like stunned silence until Spottedsquirrel- along with her stillborn kit- had been removed from the nursery. Reluctantly, she had taken the three tiny mollies against her belly and now she watched them fondly as they suckled. Her purple-hued eyes locked on her best friend's face and she offered a thin, tired smile. "Looks like I'll be here even when Nix becomes an apprentice," she said rather hoarsely. "I've got these precious beans to look after for a while... Starclan they're small..." she lifted her head, her eyes showing her surprise when Peartree and Cherryseed entered the nursery- lead by no other than Miss Tiny herself. The sad, haunted look on the gray molly's face reminded Lilacdew that she and Spottedsquirrel had been very good friends. "I'm so sorry for your loss," she said to her and Peartree nodded slowly, looking at the tiny, brownish bundles against her stomach. "Are those them?... Stars, they're gorgeous... Look, Cherr." ~ Foxtrot gave Snowypaw a light bit of praise when she successfully landed a kill, a mouse hanging from her jaws. He himself had been only slightly fortunate and had just a touch of luck- only managing a stringy shrew. "Excellent form, my dear," he praised and then he flicked an ear, straining his hearing. "Odd how quiet the forest is all of a sudden... It makes me uneasy..." And he was right. It was quiet. So quiet. Too quiet. Foxtrot's gold eyes darkened and he grumbled under his breath. "Get your mouse... and let's get going. I don't like it." ~ (I don't remember/know who else... x.x...) --- Abe(I think we were waiting for Eaglepaw's response? Umberpaw and Sparrowpaw said they were okay and were asking about him.) ~ (I also had Marble looking for Doveheart. I think that was about it. I don't remember what else.) --- Rowan(I'm really into what's going on with Tat and Blackbriar so I'mma just do that for now.) Blackbriar seemed to want to make a quick, smart retort. But as she opened her mouth to talk, she began to cough wickedly and she covered her face with her paw. When she moved it away, scarlet drops were splattered on her paw pad and she looked at Tatteredleaf with hatred in her eyes. "It isn't my fault your mate is a snake and a liar. Your entire brood was poisoned from the start... Fogspell, that arrogant, pompous fop... Your sister... Pregnant by a tom three times her age as an apprentice. Shameful! And you... not much better. Always late for everything, always out on those assessments with your mentor..." she gathered the blood on her tongue and spat it at Tatteredleaf's paws. " Digusting! I'll be happy when this fever takes me from the world so I don't have to watch it burn any longer." --- --- --- (I'm sorry if I missed anything. x.x... My brain is scrambled and I just wanted to get some bases started.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 20, 2020 22:30:15 GMT -5
(You guys feel free to throw in anyone or anything else you want to RP with. I'm sorry that pilot post was so bad.)
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Post by GryffinCry on Jul 20, 2020 23:06:12 GMT -5
Tatteredleaf watched her cough and hack, before scoffing as her lips curled into a cold smile. "You won't have to worry about that, Blackbriar." She replied lowly, before stepping forward- her dark green gaze glistening with hate. The sudden look of fear and realization in Blackbriar's eyes fueled her as she shoved her down forcefully- which wasn't difficult given the medicine cat's state. "I'm not going to let you hurt anyone else." She growled, placing her paw over Blackbriar's throat as she began to press down. "Not my brother...my sister." She pressed down harder, not letting up as the struggling she cat began to choke and squirm beneath her. "My mate.." She leaned down close, her mouth pressed up next to Blackbriars ear. "Or my children..." She whispered, looking Blackbriar in the eyes as she smirked down at her. "My beautiful.. sinful.. half rouge.. half CloudClan kits."
~ Firepaw's eyes widened as she looked around CloudClan's camp- she'd never seen so many cats in one place before! She looked up at Rowanstar and Aldershade, bowing lightly as they were introduced. She stayed silent as the adults talked amongst themselves, her tail flicking back and forth nervously as Arcticthunder explained the situation. She'd hoped that they'd be free from that terrible illness.. one that took many of her clan mates.
Rowanstar's jaw dropped when Ashrain introduced the GoldenClan cats- up to this point the existence of the clan was pure speculation- almost a myth. His eyes grew dark when they mentioned the illness, before thinking for a moment and nodding to Arcticthunder. "Our resources are yours.. take whichever medicine cats you'd like- we have many qualified-" He cut short as he began to cough, stepping away from the others as he hacked into his mask. He took it off and looked down, blood droplets sparkling inside.
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 20, 2020 23:09:01 GMT -5
Chris
(Sounds good! Should Quietstream mourn the loss of Sweetpaw since he was her mentor or no?)
Silverfang looked over to the tom noting the uncertainty Braveheart gave as he too looked at the tom. “Hello Heavyrain, it has been alright.” “If ya call some crazy old tom screamin’ at us, aye, it’s been peachy.” “Hawkeye.” Sunstream spoke. “Suns’ream I’ll figh’ ya.” “We will not be fighting today, Hawkeye.” Silverfang looked to his daughter. “... Fine. But I’m nae lyin’ ta spare cats feelin’s, Old Man.” “Only when spoken to.” “Aye.” She replied. “That’s my girl.” He patted her with his tail. “So, do you give all newcomers flowers or are we a special case?” Oneeye inquired as he put himself between Braveheart and the tom. Silverfang studied the flower in front of him, there was a possibility that the flower had meaning; whether it be the color or type, however if there was a code he didn’t know what it was, it had to have been set up while he was gone. “I’ll admit I am a bit surprised my name is still remembered here.” “I doubt tha’ old fool let cats ferget.” Hawkeye muttered.
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Post by Treeheart on Jul 20, 2020 23:10:58 GMT -5
Chris
She...?
Cherryseed wanted to question further, but Tinykit turned and began back in the direction of the Nursery and Harbinger urged them to go. She decided it wasn't worth questioning too much and she followed Peartree and Tinykit back to the Nursery.
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Alderthorn sat at Lilacdew's side, watching the poor orphans nurse. They were so tiny, poor little creatures, whose mother didn't even last long enough to name them. She simply gave a grim nod at Lilacdew's words, feeling a bit of gratefulness that Lilacdew had milk to spare, since she herself was still too early on. Her ears twitched in the direction of the visitors, only sparing them a quick glance before turning back.
Cherryseed's heart twisted and she winced when she noticed the poor things at Lilacdew's belly. These precious things, already with such a hard start at life. "Oh my..." she murmured, not daring to grow any closer, seeing that it seemed to be terribly dangerous with the disease that wreaked havoc through the clan. She couldn't put these poor things at risk. "They are beautiful. What... What would happen to them now?"
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Snowypaw had glowed at the praise, her tail flicking with her pleasure for the few moments following it. When his demeanor shifted and his face darkened, she frowned but shifted closer to him warily, still holding her prey. She muttered some words, slightly muffled by the mouse, but it was basically, "What's going on, Grandpa?"
(I don't think there was anyone else, it's alright!)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 0:10:48 GMT -5
(Okay! Finished my kitten designs. Can reply now.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 1:03:42 GMT -5
Babes
A look of pure hatred entered Blackbriar's eyes as she tried to weakly swipe and scratch at Tatteredleaf's paws and face. She had felt the Fever settling in a few days ago but she didn't want to tell anyone because the clan had needed her. But she was weak. And her body hurt and was hot. The struggle during Spottedsquirrel's kitting had exhausted her and she was too faint to rebuttal. Now, the Medicine Cat's paws slid down Tatteredleaf's arms and they fell away to the side as the breath came out of her lungs. Blackbriar's hazel-violet eyes blazed with anger and spite and bitterness- not sorrow or fear. It was the fact that she was too weak to fight back, too sick to defend herself... from being murdered at the paws of an abomination like Tatteredleaf.
"They'll... never... belong..." she hissed through gritted teeth before her head fell over to the side and she went still under the Warrior's grip. ~ Arcticthunder's eyes darkened and he flicked his tail. "You, Rowanstar, right?... Go to the Medicine Cat's Den now and stay there until we come with the poultice." He turned on his massive paws and padded over to his group of clan-mantes. "Wrenstar... you're a Queen. Just for now, until we get the sickness under control. Okay?" He gave his sister-in-law's cheek a lick, nodded to Tundrastar and Firepaw and took off with Aldershade.
"Dreamweaver! Cypressprayer! I need both of you now," Aldershade called into the Medicine Cat Den. He began to look around, annoyed and alarmed when he couldn't find Blackbriar. "Starclan... Senior Medicine Cat, my tail..." he huffed under his breath before his eyes caught on Umberpaw with Sparropaw and Eaglepaw. "Eaglepaw! Umberpaw, get over here."
"Where are your Medicine Cats then?" Tundrastar asked and Aldershade tilted his head.
"All of those... are our Medicine Cats."
"That's... so many," Ace said, bewildered. "How many do you have?..."
"Coming, Aldershade!" Cypressprayer was pushing through the thicket. "Specterhowl is resting... he's recovering from Spottedsquirrel's kitting. What can we do for you? Who is this?"
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Rocky
(Oh, I definitely think he should! I can make someone come comfort him.)
"Yellow flowers are pretty," Heavyrain replied without blinking. "Yellow is a peaceful color. I bring flowers to everyone in the clan. Flowers make the heart lighter," answered the big tom softly. "I was just wanting to properly introduce myself. I know Silverfang because Minnowstripe told me about him... But I'm unfamiliar with the rest of you. May I ask for names?" ~ Lionpaw purred a bit at Ravenkit's reply. "I like Raventalon or maybeee..." she looked her gaze over him. "Ravenwoods. That could be good too. I know what my Warrior Name is going to be..." she chuckled. "It's only ever been one thing. Lionpurr because... that's kind of all I do. Do you want to play a game?"
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Mikah
"I'm going to nurse them for now but..." Lilacdew shook her head. "I don't really want to raise another litter... I have Nix and he keeps me on my toes. In and out of the Medicine Cat Den every other day. Poor baby. I don't think I have the heart to raise more kits... not after I lost Thorn and Blizzard."
Peartree gulped down her tears and nodded in an understanding way as she stared down at the precious bundles. So beautiful. The last living fragments of a kind she-cat... Weaselsoul- dead in the war. Spottedsquirrel- dead during birth. So much death. When would it end? "I... can't nurse them but... I would be willing to r-raise them..." she flicked her gaze over Cherryseed. "If... you would want to help me?"
"Tiny said so..." came the small squeak from Berryblossom's nest followed by a little triumphant mew. ~ Foxtrot suddenly froze when the smell identified itself. He took a step back, the fur along his shoulders beginning to rise. "Go back to camp, Snow. Now. Right now..." He didn't even get to finish his sentence before angry jaws came snapping out of the underbrush. A fox pup went barreling into him, the two rolling over and over in a flurry of teeth, fur, and claws.
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Post by GryffinCry on Jul 21, 2020 1:51:12 GMT -5
Tatteredleaf stared at her as the light slipped from her eyes, before gently removing her paw and taking in a deep breath. As the adrenaline faded from her body, it was replaced with something else.. not regret or fear.. but with something cold. She wasn't going to pretend that it was a heat of the moment decision- that she didn't mean to do it- because she did. It didn't feel good or powerful.. but necessary. StarClan would forgive her for the choice she made.. or they wouldn't. Tatteredleaf's fate was in their paws now. She leaned down, taking Blackbriar's scruff in her teeth, before making her way slowly back towards camp..
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"Dear StarClan!" A cry came from camp as Tatteredleaf dragged Blackbriar's limp body into camp, placing her down gently as cats began to gather around.
"What happened?!" Amethystblossom exclaimed as she padded over, her eyes widening as she saw the dead medicine cat laying next to Tatteredleaf.
"She was sick.." Tatteredleaf explained cooly, curling her tail around her paws. "I found her by the river- coughing up blood and choking. There was nothing I could do- she died before I could get help."
Amethystblossom shook her head sadly, walking over and closing Blackbriar's eyes gently with her paw. "She's with StarClan now." She whispered.
"Not likely." An unknown commenter muttered through the crowd, but silenced when Amy snapped her head around with her eyes narrowed. ~
Rowanstar nodded, coughing wildly as he tried to get a word in. "Don't.. worry about me for now." He rasped, hacking as more blood dripped down his chin into his mask. "I have many lives.. focus on those who only have one." He coughed some more, before quickly retreating to his den where he would be quarantining himself until this was over.
Firepaw's eyes widened at the line of medicine cats before her, suddenly becoming self conscious about how there were only two in GoldenClan. "How could anyone get sick with a team like that?" She whispered to herself, before looking over at Arcticthunder nervously. "Where should we start? Does CloudClan even have the same ingredients we do?"
"We have many herbs that grow in the valley. Please- tell us what to gather and if we don't have it.. we'll find it." Dreamweaver dipped her head to Arcticthunder, her violet gaze filled with urgency and concern.
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 2:15:09 GMT -5
"We need very specific herbs- and a lot of them," Tundrastar said as they headed toward the entrance. "Honey, tree-sap, or flower nectar, raspberry leaves, borage, and feverfew."
"Burdock root, catmint, and lavender," Ace added.
"Honeysuckle, marigold, and tansy," Tundrastar finished as they stepped into the forest. Cypressprayer stopped short, her eyes widening at the list of things they would need. She drew in a deep breath. "Dustysmoke, you and Dreamweaver take..." she raised an eyebrow at the white Medicine Cat with the scars.
"Arcticthunder... Ace."
"Ace. Take Ace to the catmint patches and grab all you can carry. You can collect stalks of lavender on your way back. I'll go with the apprentice..."
"Firepaw and I go together," Ace interrupted. "She's my apprentice." Cypressprayer nodded.
"Then you two go with Dreamweaver. Dustysmoke can go alone and take..." the other tom?
"Tundrastar."
"Tundrastar," she seemed surprised. "To get honey, nectar, and sap. I will go to collect raspberry leaves, borage, and feverfew."
"Burdock, honeysuckle, marigold, and tansy... that can be for my apprentices," she said to Eaglepaw and Umberpaw. The Medicine Cat twitched her whiskers. "Go back to camp and grab Sparrowpaw. Take him with you. Okay, everyone. Let's go!"
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Post by cowbird on Jul 21, 2020 7:11:01 GMT -5
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Post by cowbird on Jul 21, 2020 7:18:36 GMT -5
Rocky
Morningheart nodded in understanding. Crowfire had confessed a little that Mutetree was her father figure earlier that night, and he knew that losing him... well she wasn’t ready for that. But when one loved another were they ever ready to lose them? The disconnect to the subject was feeling more and more real to him. “If... that does happen... we must be strong. For her and each other,” he looked over at the sleeping she-cat sadly.
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 21, 2020 8:14:50 GMT -5
Chris
Silverfang nodded his head. “These are my two children, Braveheart and Hawkeye, and these are their friends, Sunstream and Oneeye. They will warm up to you eventually.” He replied with a smile. Braveheart would probably need more time, and by default Hawkeye as well. While both had individuality they still took cues from the other from time to time, Hawkeye more than Braveheart. “Quite the formal one, aren’t we?” Oneeye inquired, studying the tom. While Oneeye respected the fact that Silverfang was giving the clan another chance, he wasn’t going to just be the pleasant tom they all knew him to be. “Well who said shecats hae ta be the ones ta do so?” Hawkeye questioned. “It’s not a matter of a shecat or tom doing it my dear Hawk, it’s moreso the matter of feeling the need to introduce oneself to outsiders. Not many cats do that, clan cats most of all.” He replied. ~
Ravenkit found himself shaking his head. He didn’t like games. Games were painful, playing was painful. Memories of the whitecoats chasing him down, hurting him, making his mother sleep, the small tom’s body began to shake as well as he silently muttered, “I didn’t cheat. I didn’t cheat. Please, no.” The tom shrunk, trying to melt himself into the ground. “Go away whitecoats. Go away whitecoat.” He whimpered. ~
Numb. That’s what he felt. It was all he felt since hearing of Sweetpaw’s passing. He noticed Hawkflame was more quiet than usual, normally Quietstream would do what he could to get the tom to speak but today he didn’t that he could. He was worried that he wouldn’t be very great at listening. Sweetpaw had so much potential, she was so sweet. Why did StarClan have to take her away? Why did they have to send this disease? More unanswered questions than anything; families were losing their kids, their siblings, their parents, everything. How was this fair?
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Post by Treeheart on Jul 21, 2020 11:03:54 GMT -5
Chris
Cherryseed nodded solemnly, eyes still on the three little bundles at Lilacdew's side. It was understandable. She already had her sickly kit that she was pouring all her care into at the moment, so it wasn't fair to push more kits onto her, especially during these current stressful times.
Though she paused at Peartree's words. She turned to stare at her with wide eyes, mouth gaping but her heart was fluttering. She couldn't help but remember the conversation before, when her Sweet Pea had stated she'd love to be a mother. She remembered the tears Pear shed upon revealing what those terrible two-legs did to her. Then Harbinger's words. You don't have to bear kits to be a mother. With tears in her eyes, she reached and took Peartree's paw.
"I'd love to raise them with you," she purred with watery eyes. "That'd be wonderful."
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Snowypaw started as her grandfather cried out for her to flee, then let out a shriek as a fox pup came rushing out of the bushes. "Grandpa!" She cried, stumbling backwards and watching the scene with horrified eyes.
He told her to get back to camp but... but she couldn't leave him... but she couldn't fight it... With a strangled sob, she whipped around and hurried back to camp, shouting out the moment other cats were in sight. "Help! Help! Fox! My grandpa's fighting a fox!"
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Goldenclan
This was... incredible. The journey had been harsh, but meeting with the Watch had put some light back into them. Wrenstar was beaming as they went on, though it dimmed a bit as the air grew serious, especially when the sickness was mentioned. It horrified her to hear that Fire Fever had spread to Cloudclan, but relieved to see the large team of Medicine Cats their sister clan had on their side.
"Alright..." Wrenstar frowned a bit behind her mask when Ace stated that she must remain in a Queen position during this time. She really had wanted to help, whatever way she could, but she also knew it would be terrible if she put her kits at risk as well. "Okay."
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 21, 2020 11:49:31 GMT -5
Abe
Bluelotus nodded in agreement. Thinking about the other cats he’d met while he was still in SakuraClan. The clan was proud and strong much like them, yet there were times he felt like he was weaker when compared to the cats of HoltasoleyClan. They reminded him of his master in that regard. He wondered if the two clans were dealing with this illness as well. He wondered how Winter and Apricot were doing. “Awaishi can’t take Sensei.” He spoke. He will ask Kusuri and Seikatsu every day if he has to.
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 16:43:58 GMT -5
(Will be on in a bit, loves. I'm nursing a headache right now.)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 19:58:41 GMT -5
(Hey all you cool cats and kittens!)
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Post by Treeheart on Jul 21, 2020 20:05:30 GMT -5
(Hey all you cool cats and kittens!) (Heeeeey!)
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Post by rockydublin on Jul 21, 2020 20:13:14 GMT -5
(Hey all you cool cats and kittens!) (Aaaay what up?)
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Post by GryffinCry on Jul 21, 2020 22:05:19 GMT -5
Firepaw nodded, rising to her paws as she glanced over at the one called 'Dreamweaver'- the medicine cat who was almost as small as she was. When she looked over at her, Firepaw flinched, dipping her head respectfully.
Dreamweaver offered the apprentice a small smile, but her eyes were tired and filled with urgency. "We should go- I can take you to our Catmint patch." She said as she passed by the two, motioning them to follow her.
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"Here we go- go ahead and gather as much as you can and we'll head back. I know where the lavender grows so I'll collect that as we walk back." Dreamweaver instructed, but wasn't paying much attention as Raspberryglade's death still flashed through her mind.
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 23:57:46 GMT -5
(Does this work?)
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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 21, 2020 23:58:07 GMT -5
(It does! It's just really small. Hmm.)
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