RiverClan Mountain Territory

[Shade.]

Originally Posted by redshiftreign

 

"I ain't glowering at people," Eveningthaw snorted, his eyes closing as he tilted his chin up in indignation. "I'm glowerin' at you 'cause you get on my nerves, prettyboy." The massive tom snarked with a flick of his tail. How Ryesong managed to pry wit out of him was a sight to behold.

Then there was the proposition of a challenge, and a dark glitter sparked up behind verdant eyes, head lowering slightly in determination. "You love pickin' fights, dontcha?" mused the black-and-white motion picture of a warrior, muzzle twitching upwards in the ghost of a grin.

With that, however, the powerful tom sprung forwards and out of camp, more than willing to indulge his annoying friend in his teasings.

[eveningthaw's roll to beat: 9]

Ryesong didn't take it to heart when Eveningthaw was harsh. If he really found Rye truly annoying, he wouldn't be so willing to hang out. Hell, he might straight up kill him. Joking, of course.

(Rolled a 12)

Ryesong mostly terrorised Eveningthaw because he knew his friend secretly enjoyed the banter and competition. And winning. Ryesong usually let him win since he could tell it made him happy. This time, though, he decided Eveningthaw's ego was getting too big for the warriors' den, and he put his own competitive spirit to use, dashing past Eveningthaw and moving act length before him. He eventually reached where they were going, halting himself with extra effort to make sure he didn't roll forward from the inertia and spoil his victory with an embarrassing landing.

"Out of shape?" he teased.

[rubberRatroom]

covepaw

APPRENTICE | Male | 9 moons

"Can you feel it? The ocean has a profound healing energy."

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Covepaw's eyes widened as he yelped, wincing in agony. That did NOT feel at all what he imagined. He shook his paw profusely, ignoring the "keep still," from Duckpaw. His ears pinned against his head as he yowled, not daring to look at his paw. Even with the, which the texture he beloathed, wet moss clinging to his pad, it still felt like a centipede was crawling along it. It was actually even worse now.

"I'm gonna lose my paw!"

Covepaw yowled again, his head back, going into a loud caterwaul. It hurt, it really hurt. This definitely wasn't a thorn. He could still feel little pieces stuck in his paw, a bad kind of tingling he wasn't ready for. He looked over at Seabreeze, a deep pain in his light-blue eyes. He was almost squinting, fighting back the stinging in his eyes. He could tell the bleeding was worse, sure that weird thorn was the source of stopping it all. He'd never really been good at witnessing blood of any extremity, and this made him feel sick to his core. Cove clenched his teeth, refusing the urge to just numb his pad, get rid of the sizzling feeling.

"Seabreeze what do I do?"

His voice cracked, a sense of urgency in his words. He really didn't know what to do. Duckpaw had ripped the clear thorn from his paw, quite visiciously in his opinion, but not all of it was gone. He could feel... mini thorns? Mini thorns, like teeth nibbling between his toe beans. It was more than uncomfortable, way more uncomfortable than something just sticking out of his paw! Covepaw sniffled, sweeping his tail over his three paws, his one still up, moss knocked off. The cold didn't help at all, it just seemed to slow the rush of a centipede.

"It hurts"

He grumbled, voice low but not in a moody way. In no way was he moody, just in pain. It felt like a big glob of red on his paw, saying this is what's wrong. It must've been a stark different against the white of his paw. He wondered, without making a move, as he feared it would upset his pad even more, if this would ever stop. He knew he was being dramatic. But in all fairness, Covepaw had never even had a wound! Sure, the occasionally poke of something in his bedding, but nothing had anything ever been pulled out of his PAW PAD!

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@Oliver - Seabreeze

@PINTO BEAN - Duckpaw

(We can go back to camp now, he did catch a vole! All up to ya Oliver, you can VM me if you want : D /gen)

[PINTO BEAN]

duckpaw stared in agony, why the hell did covepaw knock the moss off of his foot. "What the actual hell covepaw!!! keep the moss on! It helps ur paw!!!!!!!!" he yowled out to covepaw angrily. So he grabbed some cobwebs he found and wrapped covepaw's paw with moss tightly then cobwebs where it would stick to him. He looked up at covepaw approvingly. "Now you better not knock this the hell off!"

@rubberRatroom @Oliver

[Oliver]

Seabreeze
[ For some strange reason I can not see your first Duckpaw trying to help post?? Says it’s a deleted mention or something but I hope this is consistent with the post you made! If not, let me know and I’ll fix it! ]

Seabreeze watched in horror as his other apprentice, without asking or nearly having enough experience, reached over to Covepaw’s paw and ripped the weird thing right out. Then slapped some moss on it to try and call it a day. Covepaw, very reasonably, started to cry out in pain and pull away. Seabreeze turned to Duckpaw, utter disbelief was weighing down his reaction time as the apprentice growled out Covepaw and threw more moss and cobwebs on the wound which was wrong for so many reasons. Seabreeze doesn’t think he’s ever been this angry ever, especially not at an apprentice.

The lionheart took a huge deep breath, but didn’t hold it for very long as he wasn’t in a situation where he could take his sweet time with things. He whipped his head towards Duckpaw, “I don’t event know what to do with you right now. I’m beyond angry, and beyond disappointed at you. Sit down, a few tail lengths from me and Covepaw, think about why the hell you just endangered a clanmate, now. I’ll figure out your punishment later.” He had his level, and normal speaking volume, but it wasn’t as light as it usually was. It was serious and tense and hopefully Duckpaw minded his words.

Then like a switch was flipped, Seabreeze’s eyes widened with worry as he turned to stare at Covepaw. The lionheart took to gently offering a reassuring lick to Covepaw’s forehead if Covepaw would let him. As much as he didn’t want to mess with the paw anymore than it already has been. Seabreeze didn’t know what that thing was and he knew for sure that there was nothing there preventing infection or the likes. He didn’t know enough… and something tells him that yes, thorns sting when they come out, but Covepaw had just gone through a raid, if this hurt like a regular thorn then he wouldn’t be screaming like this.

Seabreeze gently shushed the stressed apprentice, “No, no, no, you’re going to be fine. I’m so sorry. Let’s head back, you’ll be okay. Mistyshard will help, here, lean on me so you don’t put weight on the paw. Just focus on my words, we’ll be back in camp in no time and you’ll be alright! I promise!” Seabreeze padded around the apprentice to his effected side so that Covepaw could lean against him. Stars. Duckpaw was going to be in so much trouble. His blue eyes moved over to the apprentice, he had sharper words for him. “Let’s go.” And with that he began to led the apprentices back to camp, planning to bring Covepaw straight to the medicine den and to make sure he was being seen by Mistyshard and Berrypaw, before he brought Duckpaw to Dusklion to report and decide punishment.

[ @rubberRatroom - Covepaw | @PINTO BEAN - Duckpaw ]
[ Howdy! So I’m going to have Seab bring in Covepaw to the med den next! If you, rubberRatroom, wanna put in a healing form that’s be awesome! Next I’m going to have Seab bring duck to report and then discuss in caharacter punishment there :3 ]

[Seamrog]

Duskleaf

21 Moons | He/Him | No purrks

RiverClan Head Lionheart

Duskleaf felt the slightest sense of hope when Willowtail said that she could smell a trace of Dusklion’s scent, but when she added that it was stale, that bit of hope seemed to vanish. Then Wormbite confirmed that it was indeed just the leftover scent from the last time the deputy was here. It was at times like this when Duskleaf really wished he could still smell, it’s not that he didn’t trust Willowtail and Wormbite’s verdict, but if he was still able to smell he might’ve picked up something they didn’t. He wandered farther and farther from the border, inspecting every bit of ground along the way for any signs that Dusklion might’ve been here, but alas, he found nothing at all. Maybe that was for the better, finding nothing was better than finding blood or something else that would vanquish all hopes, at least there was a chance Dusklion was still alive somewhere. He just hoped one of the other patrols would find her, because he dreaded having to tell Fadingstar that his patrol didn’t find Dusklion at all or any evidence of her being here.

He began to make his way back to Willowtail and Wormbite. It was getting late now and still nothing, part of him wanted to continue looking in case they’d missed anything, but he knew that if the patrol hadn’t found Dusklion here by now, then she wasn’t here at all. "I think it's safe to say she's not here…" He said, a little bit quieter than usual. "Let's go back now…hopefully one of the other patrols has found her, but this is all so strange…" If Dusklion just disappeared like that, what did that mean? She wasn’t the type of cat to just randomly vanish, she was the deputy for StarClan's sake! He started to worry that whatever caused Dusklion to disappear might be a reoccurring issue. What if more cats started to disappear? Maybe it was some kind of warning that this territory was unsafe? He turned to leave with a sad and confused look in his eyes, unlike on the way down here, he wasn’t rushing back up, he walked a little bit slowly as he tried to think of whatever was going on, where could Dusklion be?


@wolfie @DdeongJoongie_Tanghulu (That’s me back home now and on normal activity again, thanks for your patience!)