Wow, being (almost) blind was way harder than she would've liked. One eye without vision? Sure, she could handle it like a claw to the face. Another eye with odd dark specks blocking her vision? Well, she should've been expecting it... But yeah. Not very helpful especially with all this new territory. Scent was something she'd just have to rely on more than ever. Yay.
Owltalon didn't like the feeling of rock against her claws or the clackey sound her feet made as she padded across it. Sure, sandy terrain was pretty rough and hard in it's own way, but this was a complete one-eighty.
The large she-cat sat near the base of the large stone, her ears perked as always. She wondered what may happen this meeting, if any new landmarks would be made.
The mountains were kinda underwhelming if aspenkit was going to be honest, from afar they had looked so daunting and dangerous. Up close it just looked like a bigger camp wall mad of rock and not built nicely. Aspenkit hadn't known what he had been expecting but this was definitely not what he thought their new camp would look like, then again new camps didn't just come with premade dens and a floodstone 2.0
The rock beneath his paws was getting annoying, he missed the feeling of soft and gravel ground. Even sand which was annoying to get out his fur!
"so much for riverclan, we might as well be rockclan" he huffed as he made his way over to where his clanmates were gathering. Fadingsun was very high up, that was cool but also hard to look at him. Aspenkit sat down next to a random warrior and trained his neck trying to look around. Clanmates, strangers, rocks and more rocks. How interesting. Aspenkit rolled his and looked up at the cat next to him- woah!
"wow where'd you get that scar!? Oh wait dumb question it was probably in the battle wasn't it!? It looks so cool! Can you see with that eye-!??" Aspenkit immediately blurted out leaping to his paws in amazement. The cat sitting next him had one of the coolest and most amazing scar he had possibly ever seen in his life. Did it hurt, could they see, how did they get? All these questions sauntered carelessly though his mind. He was being rude. Yeah he was being rude.
"oh uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to uh- yeah..." he trailed of sitting down and looking at his paws. Way to go Aspenkit! You just embarrassed yourself by being rude to this clearly AWESOME warrior! he would just have to behave now and not embarrass himself further, plus for all he knows this epic she cat might be insecure about her scar. He shouldn't look at it.
He looked at it.
He couldn't help it!! It was covering most of her face, and it looked cool- he really needs to learn how to restrain himself. He gave the warrior an apologetic and embarrassed smile. Yeah, he was Soooo good a socialising with warriors. Well done aspenkit, wait a go! Is this how your going to meet everyone in your clan!?
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As Fadingsun called a meeting, Mistyshard trotted over, with an unsure spark in her amber eyes. Everything was changing, and if for the good or for the bad, she didn't quite know.
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Wisteriawren quietly padded over to a certain feline, a fireweed clutched in her maw. Her pawpads were heavy, and lifting each one felt like the biggest hassle in the universe, but this was unavoidable unless she wanted to feel horrible about it for eternity. She had amends to make; apologies to extend.
Quietly settling down beside Antlerbranch, Wisteriawren peeked over at him and dropped the purple flower in her maw at his paws. "Hi." She whispered, and then shuffled her paws. "Um, a gift. Sorry gift. I didn't mean to ignore you the other day, I was just really tired and got distracted and forgot until really later." She blurted all at once, ears flat against her head. "Sorry, please don't be angry at me."
The mountains were kinda underwhelming if aspenkit was going to be honest, from afar they had looked so daunting and dangerous. Up close it just looked like a bigger camp wall mad of rock and not built nicely. Aspenkit hadn't known what he had been expecting but this was definitely not what he thought their new camp would look like, then again new camps didn't just come with premade dens and a floodstone 2.0
The rock beneath his paws was getting annoying, he missed the feeling of soft and gravel ground. Even sand which was annoying to get out his fur!
"so much for riverclan, we might as well be rockclan" he huffed as he made his way over to where his clanmates were gathering. Fadingsun was very high up, that was cool but also hard to look at him. Aspenkit sat down next to a random warrior and trained his neck trying to look around. Clanmates, strangers, rocks and more rocks. How interesting. Aspenkit rolled his and looked up at the cat next to him- woah!
"wow where'd you get that scar!? Oh wait dumb question it was probably in the battle wasn't it!? It looks so cool! Can you see with that eye-!??" Aspenkit immediately blurted out leaping to his paws in amazement. The cat sitting next him had one of the coolest and most amazing scar he had possibly ever seen in his life. Did it hurt, could they see, how did they get? All these questions sauntered carelessly though his mind. He was being rude. Yeah he was being rude.
"oh uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to uh- yeah..." he trailed of sitting down and looking at his paws. Way to go Aspenkit! You just embarrassed yourself by being rude to this clearly AWESOME warrior! he would just have to behave now and not embarrass himself further, plus for all he knows this epic she cat might be insecure about her scar. He shouldn't look at it.
He looked at it.
He couldn't help it!! It was covering most of her face, and it looked cool- he really needs to learn how to restrain himself. He gave the warrior an apologetic and embarrassed smile. Yeah, he was Soooo good a socialising with warriors. Well done aspenkit, wait a go! Is this how your going to meet everyone in your clan!?
`~Owltalon
She, Her\Lionheart\43 moons\Riverclan
"Are you listening, starchild?"
It wasn't all that bad, Owltalon could still hear the faint whistle of waves lapping against sharp rocks. She lifted up her head as she opened her jaws hoping to smell something familiar... salt. She could smell salt drifting in the air. A body of water should be near by unless she was hearing (or even worse, smelling) things. Was her age finally catching up to her? Was she really that old? Eh.... She still felt young.
Owltalon had her amber eye glued to the large stone, her whiskers twitching with anticipation. She expected to hear Fadingsun's voice only a few moments after but was pleasantly surprised by the shrill mew of a kit. Owltalon turned her head around, head tilting slightly.
Ah, this was Aspenkit, the little guy she'd been able to hear over a handful of yowls when deciding whether or not Dusky should stay. If she recalled correctly, Aspenkit wanted her to remain in Riverclan. Brave little guy.
It seemed he didn't notice her at first, looking at his new surroundings other than her, but soon enough wide brown eyes met hers (or rather big circular splotches of brown). Owltalon offered the smaller cat a wide grin, her ears wiggling in greeting.
Scars, huh? Her grin widened as laughter rang through her throat. She would've responded moons ago, but he kept chatting, his words escaping in waterfalls, like a barricade finally opened and let his thoughts loose. Oh, he was apologizing?
Sympathy rippled onto her expression. "Oh, 'ts al'ight! I used ta be just like ya, pesterin' the warriors 'bout their wounds. I can see, chap, but not very well---" she pointed to her more scarred over eye, "I can't see hell in this one. I honestly don't even remember how I got it... My o'ter eye scar is quite new, got it in the raid. Berrypaw patched it up for me. I'm loosin' vision in it as well, but it ain't as bad as my o'ter one."
She then open her jaws up, her lips curling back as multiple cuts around her maw stretched at revealed themselves. If she was being honest, it hurt a bunch. She didn't wanna worry the medicine cats by reopening her wounds, so this would have to be a quick one. After a few moments, she clamped her maw shut. "Got those in the raid as well. I'm just surprised it didn't affect my talkin'. If ya wanna ask more 'bout em, don't be shy. Barely anycat is brave enough to ask." She nudged him with her shoulder. "Your names Aspenkit? Right, small-fry?"
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Name: Starri
New Name: Starrypaw
Rank: Apprentice
Background: Former kittypet who went loner, saw the clan and decided to join for her own saftey.
Age: 6 moons
Extra: I joined her in the rc evacuation place, will add her in once she gets her mentor.
Mentor: Redwater (@/constellation) @occultation
Starri joined, she knew she would soon be Starrypaw. She couldn't wait!
Seagullwing came.
Salmonleap came.
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Cloud: Mind Reader
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A N T L E R B R A N C H
He/Him - 31 Moons - Purrks: N/A
Dark brown tom with white stomach, tufts of fur on his
head, green eyes
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You could probably tell how surprised Antlerbranch was when the very pretty ex-kittypet Wisteriawren came to his side. Suddenly, the tom felt himself flustered, unable to utter any word as she made her way over. What in StarClan's name was going on with him? He turned his head to face her when she dropped a purple flower at his paws. It wasn't that big of a deal, right?
Antlerbranch quickly turned his head, his face turning red as Wisteriawren spoke. She was... sorry? The tom turned his head to face her again, lifting his paw to hopefully ruffle the fur on her head. "No needa be sorry, Fluffs. It's alright, A lot happened that day. I don't blame ya," he chuckled, smile on his face. "Got messed up by Bumblestar real good, bashed my head on the ground and knocked me out. Glad those rats didn't hurt you."
Oh no
ohnonononononononononononononono
WHY DID HE SAY THAT?????
Oh stars that sounded weird oh no oh no oh no..... What if she doesn't notice?? She was an ex-kittypet, surely she wouldn't care much about that, right???? Hopefully. Or antler was doomed.
[ @Rose - Wisteriawren ]
[I feel so bad for Antler rn knowing that Wisteria isn't gonna be with him but hey, character development]
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 20 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
TW: Self-hatred, not good thoughts, light injuries
Seabreeze, after his talk with Mudsmoke, felt slightly better about it all. Well at least, for one of his most recent problems he felt alright for the most part- also not really at all, but talking helped somewhat. He still doesn't understand what his emotions were about it all. His 'siblings,' murdering someone, getting driven from his home, being an utter failure when it came to everything. Stars, he was such a mess. Would his sister even recognize him? Well probably, it wasn't like it was a new thing with him. The point was, he was of slightly more mind than he would've been if he hadn't spent his time talking a bit with Mudsmoke about everything...and maybe he would get some help for his stomach for once, it was killing him. After the meeting.
This felt wrong. Seeing Fadingsun up on the rock...it wasn't right. None of this was but it was so there now, bluntly hitting him in the face like a set of claws, it was so painfully wrong. The lionheart took a deep breath and moved his way underneath his leader, and then settled, yeah maybe he should get checked out by Mistyshard and Berrypaw. He winced as his wound pulled on itself as he shifted to sit more comfortably, yeah after the meeting then. Then after that he would be able to help collect herbs and figure out territory and hunt...and all the things he should be doing but instead he was too busy having a pity party. He was so pathetic.
At last, the lionheart shook his head roughly to clear those thoughts away from it. For now, he just needed to be present, that's a good starting point. Then get help, then get to work. He had to make up for how much of a burden he is.
Open-ish
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After the insanity of the battle, the terrifying horror of flashbacks, the mad dash to the two-legs nest followed by the long trek to the mountains, Dawnripple was ready to collapse. She could still feel the terror of the battle mixed with adrenaline. She could still feel the sting of the cut on her cheek she had earned at the battle. She just wanted to rest, a dreamless sleep where her body was able to rejuvenate.
But of course, Fandingsun wouldn't allow her, or any of them, that luxury. So, grudgingly, Dawnripple pulled herself up into a somewhat of a sitting position to listen to whatever else their leader had to throw at them. She knew most cats tended to be outspoken against any cat that was on the - Starpoint? was that what it was called? - but she never did. she usually let her mind wander during meetings, only raising her voice to cheer for a new warrior or apprentice. She kept to herself.
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Amberwing padded over, tired yet quiet. She just needed to listen.
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I’m Here..... It’s Been a while. When did I come... I didn’t know
I felt falling and Alone. I'd never grow old and decided. It wasn’t time to go.
As the ship roared past, I stayed. As I had come. Lost. Alone. Empty.
Somewhere. Something. Had brought me here. But what?
very large, muscular, & scarred light brown tabby tom with stark blue eyes and a torn ear; beefed up tier 2
[ riverclan warrior | tomcat | 51 moons | gruff & battle-hardened, yet thoughtful; loyal to a fault ]
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Stagheart padded up to the meeting, gazing curiously at the jagged rock jutting out over them. There was a brief, dull pang of grief over their lost home; just seeing Fadingsun calling a Clan meeting from somewhere other than their territory felt wrong. But it took a lot to shake up Stagheart, so he remained in a neutral expression.
Glancing down, he felt his apprentice brush up beside him as she joined him in walking over. He wordlessly dipped his head in greeting to her and went to sit down, somewhat near Mistyshard and Berrypaw but leaving her a spot right beside him. It was nice to see the apprentice looking a bit better in his mind — perhaps after a few night's rest? Though he wouldn't be surprised to see the dull ache of grief in her face if he looked too hard.
| BERRYPAW |
small & nimble dark brown she-cat with darker flecks and light, leafy-green eyes | the collector
As Fadingsun called a meeting, Mistyshard trotted over, with an unsure spark in her amber eyes. Everything was changing, and if for the good or for the bad, she didn't quite know.
Berrypaw slunk out, gazing around with wide eyes. Everything here was so... cold. What she wouldn't give to feel the sandy grass of RiverClan's camp under her paws right about now... all these rocks were starting to cut up her sensitive paw pads.
Finding her mentor in the crowd, Berrypaw padded over and silently sat beside her. She offered a faint smile in greeting, but said nothing, for now — the young apprentice was still exhausted, her mind buzzing with the reality of their situation and the dozens of cats she'd treated in a blur. Not to mention the looming recap of the battle that her mind threatened to replay, haunting her by the day.
So instead, she took in a quiet breath and sat quietly, waiting for the meeting to begin. She gave Willowpaw and Stagheart a brief glance and wave with her tail as they sat down near her, but that was about the best she could do at the moment.
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