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he/him |6 moons | Riverclan kit
“If you want to be strong, learn how to fight alone” {Silver tongue || inactive ||} |[(54)10/10]|
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they have had atleast two other meetings in this territory and by now aspenkit had gotten a bit used to it. Hopefully they wouldn't be here for much longer then they already had. This place was temporary, and aspenkit wanted to become an apprentice and train in riverclans rightful territory. Not some mountains. Speaking of which, he could practically feel the energy bubbling beneath his skin as he made his way out of the nursery. It was finally time!- or atleast he hoped he hadn't done anything to deserve the punishment of waiting another moon before becoming an apprentice. Aspenkit want jump, scream and shout out of joy and race up and down this mountain until moon high, at the same time he wanted nothing more than to be standing in riverclans actual camp, beneath the floodstone with his mom- here to watch him. Soon. Soon they'd be home.
Aspenkit filtered inti the crowd of already gathered cats, eyeing each warrior he could spot. One of them would be his mentor, he wondered who. The thought was so strange and yet exciting! He pounded the ground with his paws trying to burst some energy, he can't be fidgeting while during his apprentice ceremony. Imagine how embarrassing it would be, he can't be acting like a ki- Marigoldpaw!!!!! The moment he spotted the apprentices fur amongst the vast others he bolted towards her. He hadn't spoken to her since last meeting, she had been busy with training and he didn't want to disturb her. "MARIGOLDPAW!! MARIGOLD HI-" He shouted as he ran toward her, wait wait. No kit behaviour control yourself aspenkit. Slow down until he was merely trotting, aspenkit found his way to his former denmates side. He was still bursting with excitement and energy but he could control it.... hopefully. His tail apparently didn't have the same idea, and was wagging behind him. "How apprenticeship going, have you learnt to fight yet!? Made an new friends??" he asked curiously, trying not to shout and keeping his voice level. Or atleast attempting too. He wanted to ramble about how excited he was to become an apprentice but then again what if he didn't. That would be embarrassing..
Marigoldpaw
She, Her\Appretice\8 moons\Riverclan
"There will come a poet whose weapon is his word."
Purrks: Dreamwalker [ACTIVE] Chill of Death [ACTIVE]
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Aspenkit? Marigoldpaw turned her head to look at her friend, her eyes widening. It had been a hot minute, a good hot minute, and Marigoldpaw regretted not talking to Aspenkit more. She truly did enjoy the tom-kit's company and felt guilty for not coming into the nursery every once in awhile to chat. It's not like she was busy or anything, actually it was quite the opposite. Though, Marigoldpaw fully expected a pawfull of chores to be thrown onto her once they got into their actual home (whenever that would be. Hopefully soon, she was praying for that).
"Hey, Aspenkit! Huh, is it just me, or did you get a bit bigger?" The apprentice tilted her head at the smaller cat and squinted her hazel eyes. Maybe he had. Soon enough, she was positive he'd be waltzing out of the nursery to join her in the apprentice den. Which would be nice, having a familiar face near was just as good as having an unfamiliar face to get friendly with.
Oh, questions! Marigoldpaw made sure to listen attentively and gave his words a considerable amount of thought. Perhaps too much thought... She'd hate to leave her friend hanging on an unanswered question. But she felt the need to be very in depth with her explanation, especially considering she had a hunch that said question was eating Aspenkit up inside and out. "Well, uh, it's going good! Goldfish is showing me around territory, went to a border and such. Oh, I named a few random slightly memorable places like large rocks and tall trees. But hopefully we won't be here long enough to actually have to use or establish landmarks..."
Oh fighting. Speckles had constantly edged into her the importance of knowing how to fight, but Marigoldpaw felt reluctant. She wanted to hold off the training for as much as possible, she'd hate to have to get wrapped up in a bloody war just because she was battle trained. It made her muscles squirm beneath her fur, a horrible and looming feeling that the same tragedy of the last battle would strike again, except she'd be in it. Walking in blood, tasting blood, breathing blood. She hated it. Hated all of it.
"Oh, erm. Yeah, no battle training, sorry Aspenkit." She forced an awkward and ridged smile. "It's kinda not my thing I guess. I just... Can't get the drive. Ugh, it's weird, sorry. But I uh have made some friends. Fishpaw, met her last meeting. I still have to set up a trinket expedition." Ah Fishpaw. She quite liked the she-cat and found her very enjoyable to be around. After the meeting. After, she'd ask Speckles to tag along with her, Fishpaw, and Covepaw to go off and look for charms for their bedding.
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❝And the cats kill one by one!❞
- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Seeing a unfamiliar cat at the border, Squid stared at the grey she momentarily before remembering they had visitors in the territory. “You are River?" The tom communicated wordlessly
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Saturn
Drinking in the sun, the Crown trotted over the familiar rocky ground. It had been a while again since she last got to frolic around in her territory since a few duties had kept her busy in camp, but she was free again.
Slow steps picked up speed, turning into running and the spotted molly began to sprint over a fairly open stretch of a mountain passage, agility turning around rocks and leaping over boulders, letting the brisk wind tug at her fur. She wasn't sure where she was heading, just enjoying herself without any clear direction, but gradually her paws brought her towards the edges of her territory where the newcomers' land slowly began.
The Crown hadn't really expected to see anyone here since the rift was usually pretty void of cats, only a few sparse check-ups from each group now and again, but she came to a halt as she scented one of the Riverclanians. "Just don't cross into our land~" Saturn had no desire to create badblood with the other group and so far neither faction had done anything to provoke, so her cheery comment was all meant in good fun, but she stopped completely when she saw the lump of grey fur hunched at the border.
The didn't look like they were starved per say, but Saturn got an uncomfortable feeling seeing them like that. But they were from the Riverclan, right? Yeah, she could smell their scent from the cat... so why did they look so miserable?? "Yo," she called and took the remaining steps between them. "dude, you alright? why're ya just lying here??"
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@Rose
She/Her | Purrk(s): Just A Scratch
She hadn't expected to see anyone out here. Because she was avoiding society, that was. So far, she'd done a subpar job of avoiding Dusklion and Antlerbranch somehow. So when a voice called out, the classic tabby jolted with surprise. She turned, gaze catching on not one, but two... two... oh, skies, what were they called?
She blinked rapidly. The first one had tried to motion something to her, but Wisteriawren had no clue what. "I'm not lying. There. Here." Her words tumbled out without thought. "Laying." What was she saying? She was one wrong move away from going back to RiverClan and begging someone to teach her how to- Oh.
"Yeah, I'm... okay." Was she? Or was she a liar? "You're... the cats who live here..?" She began hesitantly, wondering how to approach this.
The creamish silver cat pads through the camp with a little jitter of anxiousness for the following announcements. Floodsight sits down, anticipating and hoping for the announcement of them returning to their rightful camp. Back to the streams and territory Floodsight has known since kithood. Back..home.
On that trail of thought, Floodsight wonders how their camp would look when they returned. Perhaps there would've been changes...definitely a lot of cleaning up to do. Lots of order in business to complete and they'll need time to restore the camp back to its former glory. Lots of work indeed, but Floodsight was confident it would be better than ever once they got back.
She got comfortable in her seat and gave her paw a quick groom before turning her attention back to Fadingstar, ready to hear what he had to say next.
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`~Owltalon
She, Her\Lionheart\44 moons\Riverclan
"Are you listening, starchild?"
Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE]
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A large amber eye scanned the area, focusing on the ground below her. She wondered where Beachkit was, or if he'd turn up. Whether he did or didn't was entirely his choice, she wasn't about to drag him from the nursery. He'd be fine. Plus, he probably needed the sleep. And if he did turn up, she'd be the first to great him. For the time being though, Owltalon kept her head tilted towards the Starpoint, her ears flicking. It was supposedly an important meeting, given how sudden it was, so it made her itch to listen.
And yet, Owltalon had a hard time staying focused with her thoughts buzzing through her ears and echoing in her head. She needed to release them somehow, and talking to herself was certainly an option, but she honestly didn't wanna deal with the potential stares... So, Owltalon found herself weaving through cats, her amber eye glinting as she looked to and fro. Her eyes eventually landed on a pale pelt.
Oh.
Floodsight.
Given she hadn't interacted with the she-cat beyond their first encounter, Owltalon didn't feel like it was fair to the warrior when Owltalon immediately found herself pulling her lips back to reveal a snarl as her thoughts filled with malice. It wasn't hard to get Owltalon worked up about things she was passionate about, a blessing and a curse (maybe more of a curse.)
Alright. Get to know her better. First impressions aren't entirely everything. Just... Halfway.
"Aye." Owltalon announced her presence with a mew that was sharper than she would've liked. She slightly cringed at her own tone of voice before continuing, "Floodsight, eh? Whatcha been up ta?" Besides takin' porcelain fragile kits out inta the mountains for Starclan's sake. Her mind quipped, though Owltalon had the sense not to say such a bitter thing. She could start shaming this cat once she proved herself worthy of shaming.
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❝And the cats kill one by one!❞
- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Fishkit looked around the camp for a minute or two before squinting and finding Sedgekit nearby. SEDGEEEEEKITTTT! They yowled loudly and waited for her to bound over. Fishkit tapped their tail against the ground and meowed quietly, Want to annoy the heck out of my ma? They smirked mischievously and waited for a response.
vm me to enter my lair. it has infinite movies and wifi! snacks will be given. sometimes..
@/Eucalyptuspaw came for the movies and snacks!! @/snowflake. enters, carrying a whole buncha snowballs @/ChromeSilver_Hwaa enters carrying a Tiramisu Cake @/Clamfish came for the drama, fruits, and macaroni and cheese
Last edited by spooky_bluee.; August 3rd, 2024 at 12:24 AM.
Exhausted. That had been the ever present feeling in the RiverClan deputy ever since she had crawled her way out of those horrendous caverns that ran below the mountainous territory. The pains of hunger had finally started to subside but her head had kept pounding - a result of the shock from not having ate or drank much for the last quarter moon, she was sure. As much as she had been defiant about it though, her brother had not budged in having her rest - and eventually Dusklion had caved. She knew she needed to, given that RiverClan would be heading home soon, but to not be up on her paws doing her duties as the Clan's deputy felt wrong. But if she were being truthful, it was mostly because part of it terrified her that eventually the Clan would see it as a weakness and cast her out.
When her brother's call reached her from inside the medicine den, the dark tabby lifted her head and watched as Berrypaw headed outside. Her mind had been distracted by her time in the caverns, and by Saturn, who had quite literally saved her life. She hesitated briefly, knowing her brother would have her ears if she put on a show of strength and headed to her normal spot for meetings. Honestly though... with how her paws were still shaking a bit Dusklion hated to admit that she might fall or stumble on her way over - and that was enough to nix the idea from her brain altogether.
So finally she settled on a nice in between; she got up from her nest and limped over towards the entrance of the makeshift medicine den, poking out of it and slumping against the cool cavern wall they had used. Her dull blue eyes glanced around, praying to the stars above that this would be a calm meeting. After searching a bit for a specific cat whom she had not gotten to talk to yet, the deputy finally looked at her brother. And of course, in true sister fashion, there was the tiniest hint of a smirk underneath her exhaustion - a dare for him to even try and tell her to go back to her nest in the medicine den.
[ sort of open; unless cats turn to look behind them they likely won't see her as she's behind the crowd at the entrance to the medicine den! dusk is still pretty malnourished with a few scrapes and bruises, but is healing! ]
Re: RiverClan Camp
