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https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachmen...81c424211555e& Spiderthroat @Kacey! He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH (Since Sunfall is an official missing cat, and this is not the correct way to go about Rejoining, Spiderthroat will be treating him as an outsider! /w\ Please be sure to post in your Character's created allegiance thread :heartbounce: ) Why was it always on the borders where something happened? Anytime he'd decided, yes, a good time for a stroll. Boom, trouble. With a flick of his tail he strode forwards, stepping in front of the stranger to block their path. "You have five seconds to explain what you're doing...actually. You have five seconds to run before I just kill you." sue him. He's tired. Claws out as he took a few more steps forwards. |
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(sorry about this, I always get confused with rejoining ;-; )
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https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=41690 | Sprucejumper | Kitty Softpaws - Active | Ultimate Predator - Active | Agatha Kitty - Active The tom had waited... for far longer than he should have. His patrol had diminished in size, much to his happiness, to just himself and an apprentice by the name of Warbler. Unfortunately, that one paw had evidently decided that they were too important to show their faces around the former kittypet, and the newly named warrior found himself alone as he made his way through the border with the clan of wind. Not one to usually frequent the places were their territory touched another's, the eight moon old found himself relieved when he noticed that at the very least the line was clear here. The trees seemed to almost end altogether, not smattered apart. It was almost natural. More similar to the places in the city he had spent his youngest of moons in. Aware that the enemy could be just beyond the trees, Sprucejumper kept his focus on his surroundings, so scared of finding himself alone so close to cats who would flay him with less thought put into it than Angry herself he missed the squirrel that crossed paths with him, the critter rushing up a tree in an instant. A tsk of annoyance escaping the tom, he flattened his ears. It had been moons since prey had escaped him in so obvious a manner, and it vexed him greatly. His orders had been clear. He was to bring back food, originally with a patrol of four. Now he was alone, and no doubt still expected to bring back enough food for the entirety of his patrol combined. He needed to be more self aware. If not, it wasn't the enemies who would have his hide... but the cats he took shelter with. A shudder crossing through the tom's spine, he carried on, pressing closer to the border when he saw it. A rabbit - extremely small in size, no doubt just out of its nest - rushing from the moors across the tree line, zooming into the trees themselves, its movements almost more rodent than lapine. The chocolate point was not one to complain, however, and no sooner had the rabbit crossed into the territory he was given access to than he darted, dark limbs silent as he made his way through the underbrush, spotting the rabbit again as it poked its head out to look for danger, failing to spot him as he approached. The last mistake the long eared creature would do. The kill was swift and methodical. The warrior did not wish to alert any more prey as to his presence here. He had already lost a squirrel. He would lose no more if he could avoid it. Making sure WindClanners were not aware of his presence would probably be for the best as well. Just because he was keeping to his side of the border that did not mean that they would. Best to assume they were all as blood thirsty as the ThunderClanners. Just in case. As luck would have it, his rustling did catch on the attention of a family of mice that seemed to have been using the bush he had just caught his prey in, sending them out in a frenzy. Emerald hues glinting, Sprucejumper ran after them, catching one as they rushed out, and two extras as they scurried across the forest floor. Wrinkling his nose, the tom stared at his catch. None of the individual prey critters felt particularly impressive. Three mice and a rabbit who was closer in size to them than he would have preferred. Hopefully, the quantity would make up for the lack of grandeur. Especially in light of how this patrol had turned into an outing of one. [+1 Rabbit | +3 Mice] |
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SPRINGLIGHT long-furred, scarred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear active purrks: herbal knowledge - tier 2 | the collector | mind reader | skip the steps she/her | thunderclan medicine cat | 20 moons Springbee. What an interesting nickname to come from Wolfhive himself. The calico flashed a smile in the direction of the tom before leading both the hornet and medicine cat out into the territory and towards the border. Other than her only encounter with the Thunderglade, she hadn’t been out there more than once in her life when she was just an apprentice. The only time she had traveled out here was to collect some celandine and yellow bells, nothing else out of the ordinary. Upon arrival at the border, the calico gawked up towards the treelines to take note of any notable hives that were ready to be plucked by the felines. Honestly, she hadn’t delivered with the fact of collecting honey before; especially with the knowledge that Coldamber had explicitly explained to her still adjacent in her mindset. Using mud as a protective barrier to help keep herself and the others from gaining any stings, but they could also wing it and just collect as much as they could before they couldn’t take any more of the irrational stings. She wasn’t certain, but any of the ideas would work. |
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He was pretty sure the last time he'd been over here, they found Fawnpaw's rotting remains. The thought made Wolfhive shiver, repulsed by a phantom scent that lingered in his memories. Thankfully, today's outting was.. hopefully far more pleasant. Fawnpaw had been the second decaying body he'd found in his apprenticehood and he didn't want to keep adding to that count.
Honey.. As they looked at the hanging branches for hives, Wolfhive wished they were near Smallpines instead. Not for herb collecting necessarily, but because he had an unexplainably urge to take one of the hives and chuck it at the fish. Just because. He wanted to see them squirm. As Springlight continued to talk, he glanced at her with confusion. ".. Are you sure you're not her mentor?" It was kinda light, if Springbee didn't look too into it. As tempted as Wolfhive was to elaborate on that thought, he didn't want Drizzlecloud getting her tail in a bunch because he spoke facts. He eyed the hive in question, humming softly. "Probably should do the mud. I can confidently say we don't need to do this the dumb way." Playfully, he reached to bap Springlight with his tail before he took off toward the mud. As he reached it, he spun on his paws and used one to scoop up some mud and sling it toward Springlight. No harm in having some fun if they were getting dirty anyway, right? [ @iliri @Omari ] |
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Drizzlecloud Thunderclan She/her Drizzlecloud appreciated the extra care that Springlight took with making sure that she understood the task at hand, but even she couldn't help the way that her ears dipped downwards to press against her head–but only for a moment, as she simply smiled to the molly and nodded her head and dawdled off to do some scavenging of her own. When she had initially been deafened completely, Drizzlecloud didn't mind it that much. She was just happy to be alive. Now, she… Wasn't very sure. It was a proceedingly isolating experience, one that she'd have to push through for the rest of her life, and she wasn't sure how happy she was about it. Communication was difficult, and when others never bothered to even try to communicate with her, it got on her nerves, meanwhile, on the other side of the same coin, when others tried to communicate with her it still managed to get on her nerves because it felt almost infantilizing at times. Drizzlecloud did not wish to be ignored nor coddled when it came to something as simple as communication, but it seemed that she could get nothing more or less from either of those options. That is not to say that she was upset with Springlight or anyone else who took extra care when they spoke to her, she appreciated it, really… But it still made her sad nonetheless. With her thoughts still running rampant, she sighed, ducking her head to closely investigate a cluster of mushrooms. Lifting her fluffy tail, she covered the fungi to investigate whether or not they'd give off that poisonous glow, to which they did not. She hummed softly in consideration before she plucked three mushrooms, snagging them each between her fangs before she stood upright again. Now, Burnet. [ @iliri @BEAR. ] |
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https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=50251 Crowtooth Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 51 Moons Power Card: Cold Gust Back on the thunderclan border and to be honest the tom was a lot less worried to be here then he'd been in the past. Thunderclan, despite their issues, had somehow well and truly turned themself around into something more respectable and so could be considered 'safe' to the tom. It was a bizarre turn of fate but one appreciated, as it meant the windclan cats could take advantage of the forested patch they now owned along the border without fearing that he'd brought two apprentices. So upon arriving the tom forwent any typical warnings of the dangers of the area and simply instructed the two to "Stay in hearin' range but feel free ta wander an' chatter as ya gather." as he started to nose through the green hunting for daisy. Which wasnt hard, they were distinctive but also as bitter as Lightningstorm had warned and the tunneler gagged after plucking a few leaves. Ugh yeah, this'd suck but with Crowtooth self assigning to daisy leaves the other two could mostly focus on less annoying ivy leaves, though that task might just send them halfway up a tree the herb was climbing. @Dolomedes @zozelen |
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https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=52464 SPRINGLIGHT long-furred, scarred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear active purrks: herbal knowledge - tier 2 | the collector | mind reader | skip the steps she/her | thunderclan medicine cat | 20 moons Due to Springlight’s keen sense of sight, it wasn’t hard for her to note Drizzlecloud’s uncertainty towards her giving off the labels of the herbs she was bound for them to collect. She knew that Drizzlecloud at least bore knowledge of the herbs she knew herself, but she felt better just repeating the knowledge so she had an idea of what to look for. Maybe it could’ve been her worried that she could collect the wrong herb? She wasn’t certain, but she wasn’t willing to take any chances if that was to be the case. She flashed a short smile at the ticked tabby to show her appreciation towards the eldest herbalist, before focusing back towards Wolfhive as she noted his confusion. His question wasn’t too inducing, and Springlight only gave him a short, sideways smile. “Most definitely not… just giving her… a repeat… of information… so she… doesn’t collect… anything wrong… just a paranoia… that I… withstand… I suppose.” Maybe it was a little bit cliche, but Springlight wasn’t a cat known for taking any chances for clanmates coming back with the wrong thing she needed. All it did was make her fur bristle from the thought |
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