[/Hoshi\]
| 18 Moons | Atari Initiate | Female, She/Her | Purrks:
Beefed Up T1
[a burly ragdoll she-cat, with polished blue eyes, long fur; scars along her face]
Why
COULD SHE NOT SEE ANYTHING??
Ok, maybe she couldn't not see anything, but she couldn't see well and that was annoying. Of course Hoshi knew nights were most likely going to be at least a little bit dark but IT WAS LIKE THE MIDDLE OF GREEN-LEAF WEREN'T THERE MEANT TO BE SUNSHINE AND RAINBOWS EVERYWHERE?? So basically, green-leaf gets: to exist. And she gets: burning alive (oh how she loved burning alive. What and entertaining thing to do. She was literally going to burst with joy.), and ok maybe it wasn't exactly green-leafs fault but these random maniacs decided to appear for approximately NO REASON.
And she was going to go check them out.
Hoshi was probably not meant to be out alone because of being an initiate (Why must she be cursed with this title? LITERALLY JUST GIVE HER THE TITLE OF A CLAW BUT SHE NEEDED TRAINING AND SHE WOULDN'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE HUMILIATION), but those rules were most likely set for inexperienced, young little maniacs who did not know how to do things properly. Like fighting. She took privilege in learning to fight like a bajillion moons ago with her fellas, so unlike any other initiate, she was armed and ready to deal with anything that came her way!
She wasn't going to push back the borders or anything, just mark the already existing markers to show who was boss because she was very clearly the boss here....... cool emoji? its your cue. what. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WERE HAVING STARBUCKS-
After trekking in the darkness and leaves and moss and other, plant-y things that liked to get stuck in her pelt, in the direction of the border and blaming some force above for cool emoji having starbucks and missing out on its cue and also pointing more fingers at everything because why was everything so weird and stinky here, she arrived at "THE RIFT". Yes it had to be pronounced with a boomy voice for DrAmATiC efEEct. Hoshi looked out into the other cats territory for a moment. Why were they here? Why did everything smell like fish over there? Did they have fish? Could she have some fish? She shook her head, before starting to mark the trail of already existing scents, all the while begging for someone to show up, so she could think about it for like two seconds before promptly beating the heck out of them for no particular reason. "bButT hoHHsIIIi whAtT IfF its a KIIIIiiiiITTTTt-" 'I'd snap their neck or something, too! Well, maybe not but probably! Probably! Ok. Maybe! finealrightmaybenot...'.
OH WHATS THAT? Mushy feelings have been put in an air tight room thats rapidly depleting in breathable air? OH NOOO! WHAT SHALL WE EVER DO!
A few imaginary hours later, and still, nothing of value was lost.
[ @Dolomedes - Seabreeze! ]
[ Hopefully this a decent starter, ain't that good at em TwT ]
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"We cannot change our destiny. We just have to have the courage to know what it is, and accept it."
Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 21 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze wasn't sure what drove him to being out here like this when there was a million and one things for him to do for his clan. He shouldn't be wasting time like this to... what? Sulk and wander around aimlessly and mope about the past when there was nothing he could do to actually change it. Yes, that was exactly what he was doing. Old habits die hard and all that, Seabreeze had never fully moved on from his depression- because that's what it was, wasn't it- after Cloverpaw, he merely pushed it off to focus. And as such, it builds. The want to just stop existing, the want to just lay down all day and not think about a single thing... especially not about potential threats that lurk beyond the "border." Seabreeze wouldn't really call it that though, Riverclan had no right to claim anything if the other group chooses to push them, then for several reasons Riverclan should just leave. Though so far, not much activity has happened between the other group and them. Seabreeze hadn't even seen one of these other cats... though that is soon to change, not that he would know though.
The lionheart's eyes widened and he straightened his posture. The switch from sad little guy to barely put together lionheart was one that Seabreeze had been mastering for times like this. Where he needs to shove everything into a little box and then punt it straight into the sun, Cloverpaw would tag team him and make sure it makes it into the burning inferno... that or she would come down to bonk him about 'taking care of himself,' and 'not being such a scaredy cat all the time.' Across the rift, or whatever it was this border was dubbed, there was a cat. The one that just spoke... though there doesn't seem to be anyone with them at all, who were they talking to? Though regardless, he should really just leave. She wasn't crossing the make believe border, and Seabreeze didn't want to challenge and cause problems unneeded for his clan for jumping the gun.
Though as he turned to start leaving the area before the other cat could even notice him, his paw kicked against a rock that went skidding over the edge of the rift and very noisily tumbled down the open earth. Hmm. Seabreeze luck- His blue eyes shifted as he froze in place, moving back towards the feline to stare at them because there was no way they didn't just hear that and it was more than likely that this would end up with 1. awkward staring and then awkward leaving, 2. Getting questioned -the most likely, he thinks- 3. something he really did not have the energy to deal with right now. Though also getting questioned falls under three, it was the most tolerable under number three unless this cat understandings questioning as claws first thoughts later... like a certain pack of toads -cough Shadowclan that brutalized his clan and joined the raid for seemingly no reason because to his knowledge Riverclan didn't have any huge qualms with Shadowclan...-.
Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 21 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze wasn't sure what drove him to being out here like this when there was a million and one things for him to do for his clan. He shouldn't be wasting time like this to... what? Sulk and wander around aimlessly and mope about the past when there was nothing he could do to actually change it. Yes, that was exactly what he was doing. Old habits die hard and all that, Seabreeze had never fully moved on from his depression- because that's what it was, wasn't it- after Cloverpaw, he merely pushed it off to focus. And as such, it builds. The want to just stop existing, the want to just lay down all day and not think about a single thing... especially not about potential threats that lurk beyond the "border." Seabreeze wouldn't really call it that though, Riverclan had no right to claim anything if the other group chooses to push them, then for several reasons Riverclan should just leave. Though so far, not much activity has happened between the other group and them. Seabreeze hadn't even seen one of these other cats... though that is soon to change, not that he would know though.
The lionheart's eyes widened and he straightened his posture. The switch from sad little guy to barely put together lionheart was one that Seabreeze had been mastering for times like this. Where he needs to shove everything into a little box and then punt it straight into the sun, Cloverpaw would tag team him and make sure it makes it into the burning inferno... that or she would come down to bonk him about 'taking care of himself,' and 'not being such a scaredy cat all the time.' Across the rift, or whatever it was this border was dubbed, there was a cat. The one that just spoke... though there doesn't seem to be anyone with them at all, who were they talking to? Though regardless, he should really just leave. She wasn't crossing the make believe border, and Seabreeze didn't want to challenge and cause problems unneeded for his clan for jumping the gun.
Though as he turned to start leaving the area before the other cat could even notice him, his paw kicked against a rock that went skidding over the edge of the rift and very noisily tumbled down the open earth. Hmm. Seabreeze luck- His blue eyes shifted as he froze in place, moving back towards the feline to stare at them because there was no way they didn't just hear that and it was more than likely that this would end up with 1. awkward staring and then awkward leaving, 2. Getting questioned -the most likely, he thinks- 3. something he really did not have the energy to deal with right now. Though also getting questioned falls under three, it was the most tolerable under number three unless this cat understandings questioning as claws first thoughts later... like a certain pack of toads -cough Shadowclan that brutalized his clan and joined the raid for seemingly no reason because to his knowledge Riverclan didn't have any huge qualms with Shadowclan...-.
[/Hoshi\]
| 18 Moons | Atari Initiate | Female, She/Her | Purrks:
Beefed Up T1
[a burly ragdoll she-cat, with polished blue eyes, long fur; scars along her face]
Oooo. Hoshi spotted something shiny in the grass. Maybe it was.... a Twoleg thing? Could it be a DANGEROUS Twoleg thing? What if it was a glass shard? WHAT IF IT WAS A REALLY REALLY SHARP SHINY ROCK? She crouched to examine it. She squinted. Oh. Well. 'DEW DROP? HOW DARE THOU BE A DEW DROP?' For a moment she just blinked at the water formation. How'd she get hyped up over a particulary sword-shaped (undull sharp one pronged fork shaped******) dew drop? Hoshi deflated. What did she think she was going to find here? Nooothing. Blegh. That was her initial thought, before a rock tumbled town THE RIFT. Oh, ok. Thats totally normal: rocks fall all the time-- HEY WAIT A SECOND ROCKS DIDN'T TALK! Hoshi raised her head from where she'd been meticulously judging that drop of rain. Was the rock talking to her? She twitched her whiskers doubtfully at the idea. "Heeeeeel-llloooooo? Are you a ro-?" Hoshi realized at this moment the blaring blue and tan cat standing right there. Huh. Last time she checked she had actual eyeballs. "...... well. I can pretty clearly tell your not. Also who are you exactly? Where are you from? Hmmmm. OH! Wait wait wait your one of the wildcats aren't you??????" GASSSSSSSSSSSSP. Her mental state immediately switched from ;-; to
:
Hoshi shook herself as she realized she most likely looked like and absolute idiot while being absolutely amazed by a pointy dew drop. Should she like take them hostage? They didn't seem like a threat. Buuut on the other hand? They did kinda totally seem like a threat.
"all the while begging for someone to show up, so she could think about it for like two seconds before promptly beating the heck out of them for no particular reason." - Hoshi, two seconds ago.
She unsheathed her claws. Just incase. Buuut right now she didn't want to beat anyone up because.......... uh...... cat politics. If she attacked right now, she'd be messing up around 70.29% of all progress the Atari had done with "peace" and "harmony" and "lets all wurk togetha so we defeat da bad guys!! : DDDDDDDDDDDD" and then she'd get booted! Then she'd be alone again! And then she'd have to go around the outskirts..... again. And she'd have to live in stinky badger sets for a living.... again. Whewf.
ah say what now? whats that? a meteor is heading straight for mushy feelings!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!? and the meteor has DyNaMiTe attached to it?? oh my oh my iTs As ThOugh ShE caAn FeEl ItS pAin.
oh and there it crashed...... and there the dynamite goes...... the AGONY the GRIEF ARRGHGHHRGHHGHGG-
aaannyways. OH yea new cat!
Now to seem like she knew how to confront someone at a border. Should be easy enough. /s hey whats that doing there-
[ tired while writin this, so there might be a few mistakes ;w; ]
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"We cannot change our destiny. We just have to have the courage to know what it is, and accept it."
[plecaholdr naem.] [p]
