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November 14th, 2021, 11:37 PM
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Hidden Haven
Hidden deep within the Icy Heartlands, beyond an old twoleg bridge, pass a beaten down Thunderpath, and behind some thicket of bushes. The Haven can be found, a large tree sits at the center of a grassy clearing.
Make-shift dens are scattered around the clearing, a stream some ways off for drinking, and cobweb trees along with prey can be found in abundance here. This deep in the forest, predators such as foxes and badgers are known to lurk on the fringes of the Haven.
Outsiders can be found lurking within the Haven when ShadowClan is not occupying the backup camp.
[Open currently for ShadowClan, due to being chased out of their camp]
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November 14th, 2021, 11:43 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
Mr.Cheese/He/him/
As The young tom walked into a clearing old dens where everywhere. And a werid smell. As he started to search around. He thought Wowthis place is intresting."
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November 16th, 2021, 01:00 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
Ravenna slunk into the clearing, sticking to the shadows where her pitch black pelt blended in. It appeared that there some cats had been living hear at some point, maybe visited recently, but the scent was stale enough that it was clear no one was currently occupying the place. Her sharp amber eyes scanned the clearings, spotting only one other cat who also appeared to be an outsider, before disregarding them. They weren't a threat to her, and if they tried to then she could deal with them. For now though, it was time to settle down and claim a den for herself, it would be foolish to pass up easy shelter.
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November 21st, 2021, 08:05 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
@ NinjaBloss @ Cheesy da Cheese
There had to be a better way to get to the Haven. So Dawnstar had spent the majority of her day wandering through the Icy Heartlands looking for a new path. She had found one, it was longer, she wasn't sure by how long, but by following the river up instead of crossing over the twoleg bridge she discovered where the water branched into the stream near the haven. Following the stream, and there was the Haven some fox lengths away. She'd have to show the path to her clanmates proven a little too jumpy to cross the bridge and Thunderpath.
Heading into the clearing, she was unsurprised to pick up two new scents lingering in the air. Sighing, Dawnstar slide her large claws out and got ready for a fight. She didn't mind decorating the place with new pelts, it might deter other morons from residing here. It was ShadowClan's territory. The leader reminded herself to scent the border markings after she spotted the tom sniffing around the area and some dark pelted she-cat poking her head into one of the dens. "You're trespassing."
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November 21st, 2021, 08:10 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
Ravenna's ears shot up at the voice, whipping around to spot a large, scarred molly standing in the clearing with her claws unsheathed. The rogue wasn't one to be scared easily, but this cat was clearly experienced, larger than she was, and very intimidating. Not that she was going to show that fear of course. "I was not aware that this area was already claimed, but surely there is plenty of room for both of us?" She didn't want to give up such a nice place for shelter, and there was a lot of room. Scenting the air, the black molly didn't scent any other cats in the area, so it seemed as if the larger she-cat was alone. This space could easily fit plenty of cats, so it shouldn't be any trouble if they stayed out of each other's way, right?
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January 5th, 2022, 09:45 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
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Originally Posted by NinjaBloss
Ravenna's ears shot up at the voice, whipping around to spot a large, scarred molly standing in the clearing with her claws unsheathed. The rogue wasn't one to be scared easily, but this cat was clearly experienced, larger than she was, and very intimidating. Not that she was going to show that fear of course. "I was not aware that this area was already claimed, but surely there is plenty of room for both of us?" She didn't want to give up such a nice place for shelter, and there was a lot of room. Scenting the air, the black molly didn't scent any other cats in the area, so it seemed as if the larger she-cat was alone. This space could easily fit plenty of cats, so it shouldn't be any trouble if they stayed out of each other's way, right?
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What was with loners and assuming that clan cats are willing to share their territory. "There is never enough room anywhere," Dawnstar growled softly as she was explaining something to a pesky hairball. "You loners care nothing but for yourself or the few you consider precious to you." The massive she-cat flickered her gaze around the area with a firm frown on her maw. This place might seem big considering Dawnstar was on her own, but it was anything but that if she brought all of ShadowClan here. Her clan would need every inch of space this haven offered in case of emergencies. However.... as a thought jumped into the leader's head she dropped her amber gaze back to the she-cat, claws sheathing themselves, as she spoke her next question. "If you have a name and can fight, I'd be willing to work something out with you." Deals weren't normally Dawnstar's thing, shredding and invoking fear in cats were more her, yet, Icestar hadn't raised Dawnstar to be a completely idiot.
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January 6th, 2022, 08:41 AM
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Re: Hidden Haven
Ravenna narrowed her eyes in displeasure as the molly talked down to her, but didn't say anything in response. The other cat had the upper paw here and it would be unwise of her to anger the she-cat any further. Plus, she spoke the truth. Ravenna didn't care for anyone other than herself, but that was also because she had no one other than herself. Maybe that would change in the future, although it wasn't one of her top priorities.
The black molly's ears perked in interest when the cat mentioned she would make a deal if Ravenna would giver her her name and could demonstrate she could fight. She knew that she could, she'd been in her fair share of scraps with other loners and rogues, but she also knew that this scarred tabby would come out on top. Still, her life had been rather boring up until this point, so if she was going to die, why not go out with a bang?
"My name is Ravenna, do I get the pleasure of knowing your name as well, or is it only after I prove my worth or die trying?" she said teasingly, but not in a provoking way. It was clear that she knew the larger molly would win in the end and was simply having a bit of fun while she could.
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January 6th, 2022, 09:20 AM
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Re: Hidden Haven
// OPEN
>Ozymandias<Oh, to be the only driven cat in a world filled with felines who would rather have their desires and wishes dropped right into their paws. What a joy it was to be strong enough to go after exactly what he wanted, when he wanted it; how powerful it made him feel, to know that he was better than the lazy filth that littered the earth. Among the impassive and uninspired, Ozymandias was a ruler - and even when surrounded by those driven by similar thoughts, he considered himself to be the king of kings. His peers may have had similar wishes, but he was the only one willing to truly work for them, and he would make sure they knew.
His desire for a new thrill outside of Twolegplace had brought him here, to a quaint little clearing sat tucked away deep in the pine forest. The area radiated a sense of peace at first glance, but as he had ventured deeper, the scent of danger began to show itself. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course - after all, what was the point of exploring new places if a bit of work wasn't involved? Although a few beaten down dens seemed to be scattered about, a closer peek revealed that they were mostly abandoned, despite the faint scent of other cats. If this area had remained mostly untouched for so long, then he figured it would be a good place to settle down until he had the urge to get moving again.
The black and silver tom's broad shoulders parted the undergrowth as he entered the clearing, and a trio of mice dangled from his jaws by their tails. Amber eyes were half-lidded out of boredom, and he turned to enter one of the dens. He had scraped together a nest for himself, and settled down into it as he dropped his prey on the ground next to him. For now, he'd eat, he thought, as he tugged one closer to him, but maybe he would explore the outer edges and search for one of those badgers he'd caught wind of days earlier. There was no point in staying somewhere if he didn't clear out the vermin first, even if he wasn't planning on staying very long.
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January 6th, 2022, 03:44 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
@ Papaya
Most days, Yew hated the world. It was dull and uninteresting and full of gullible idiots, though, she enjoyed the gullible idiots. It was fun to tell them everything she knew, though, recently, she hadn't spoken to any cats. The black molly stayed out of the twolegplace as much as she couldn't her experience there had been less than pleasant. To be fair, her experience elsewhere was never pleasant, but at this point, she was used to it. Her new enemies couldn't climb, and the trees that surrounded her new residence were plenty enough protection. Surrounded by those whose intelligence would never match her, she was a queen. And, as always, she was perched on her throne.
She had found the log rotting between an unnaturally tall pine and a skinny aspen. Such a fickle thing. She had made her den beneath it, barely the length of a tree away from the ending of a clan's territory. She had learned about the felines of the clans, though the name was all she knew. Yew didn't care about them, or how close they were to her refuge. They didn't bother her, so she didn't bother them. Not like the cats who were trapped in both their minds and their homes of wood and a false, softened version of nature. She enjoyed watching one for weeks before approaching and given them a crisis of crisis. Yew enjoyed watching them battle with their thoughts about their cage of ignorance. Her old throne, the roof of an abandoned house, would allow her to watch most of them struggle with their choices. The truly fascinating ones would stay locked away, even with their eyes opened.
Perched on her rotten log, a meter or so above the undergrowth, Yew surveyed the ground below her. There was nothing new, everything the same as the day before and the day before that. Yew moved her yellow orbs up from the ground and towards the horizon. Today, she would see how far she could walk. No matter if she didn't return for a few weeks. She was on her own. A black shape through the shadows, invisible to anyone without a keen eye. She arrived in the place she was looking for as the sun was beginning to rise. Journeying at night was always her priority, a habit she had picked up many a year ago. The tree stretched far above her head, but she didn't look up. Too many others kept their heads up in the clouds. There was much more to do back below.
The scents of the new place where weak and she couldn't distinguish any of them. All outsiders like her, but none of them as important. The scent of a badger pushed vaguely at her conscienceless, but she paid it no mind. It wasn't important. She could figure it out when it became a real issue. A stronger scent of indeterminate source pulsed strongly, one she couldn't ignore. Walking to a den, she blinked once, lazily. "Now who might you be?" Yellow eyes looked up at a black and silver tom, indifferent yet focused. She hadn't had time to evaluate this cat, so none of her normal false sweetness would be displayed.
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January 6th, 2022, 04:08 PM
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Re: Hidden Haven
//@Pheasantflight
>Ozymandias<A foreign scent invaded his senses and Ozymandias went rigid, large head swiveling toward the entrance of the den he'd taken shelter in. The stranger had already slipped inside before he could get to his feet, but he scrambled up to meet her nevertheless, ears flat and lips curling in the beginnings of a wary snarl. Who was this rogue and how had he not known of her presence before now? Had she been hiding, disguising her scent, watching him, calculating on how to take him out? Or was she a new arrival, and he was simply overreacting, and could do well to relax?
He narrowed his eyes at her, fur bristling. Better safe than sorry, he decided. His claws slid out and scraped at the dirt floor of the den, prey lying forgotten at his feet. He remained silent as his gaze flickered over her form, attempting to evaluate how strong she appeared, if there was any dangerous cunning that dwelled in the depths of her yellow eyes. His paranoia seemed to be pointless - this she-cat simply looked bored. Lazy, almost.
The curl of his lip shifted from threatened to disdainful, and he forced his fur flat and straightened his posture. "Ozymandias," Ozymandias said, voice rough and grating, as if someone had dragged thorns across the back of his throat. "Who are you and why are you in my den? You're interrupting my meal. That's very rude."
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