Bye-bye!

[phoenix]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her | 19 moons | small, scarred russet and brown molly with white markings and yellow eyes
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

just like she had assumed, this was about the owls. oh, the owls. and she's bait for them.. wait, she's bait for them?! managing to just barely hide her shock, squirrelrise shuffles her paws and glances around for tinywolf. she was somewhat familiar with the warrior, and now she was also bait. small forest, huh?

[ @nyx , tinywolf mention ]

[GreenTheGreat]

✦Muddypaw✦
She/Her | Shadowclan Apprentice | Master Scout | Well Insulated
Brown pointed she with blue eyes and a patch of cream on her belly.
[53/100]
[ @Spider @Kix ]
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Her?! On a mission against the owls?! Oh boy! Oh boy oh boy oh boy! This issue was one that had been persisting since she was born! And she got to help deal with it! Dawnstar has chosen her!! Muddypaw's eyes lit up with joy, the prospect of helping her clan fueling her energy.
Oh, but, ambush? She wasn't too good at that... Despite being in shadowclan, she was more head-on and blunt. Whatever, her strength would help her even more with the owls! She could help overpower them! Hopefully Wispypaw was better at sneaking around than herself...
She looked around, attempting to find the two other apprentices she was working with. She already knew fishpaw from being on patrol with her, so she trotted over to the other apprentice. "Hiya again!" She mewed. "High ranks keep wanting us to do stuff together, huh?" She giggled a bit, it was a bit funny how they were working together yet again!
✦

[Beaan]

cloverpaw
cw; grief

okay, so it was the owls. cloverpaw listened closely to dawnstar's words, raising a brow when she realized the apprentices were only going to be with other apprentices. she hoped they were competent enough and dont get themselves killed. cloverpaw knew how to handle himself by now. if not, then his scars were for nothing.

once the leader finished her little speech, the fourteen moon old cat shook their head. everything sounded okay to the apprentice. albeit she was confused on why she wasnt bait considering her significantly smaller size then the rest of the cats gathered, but oh well.

the tabby cat stalked over to his patrolmates, half-blind eyes glancing at cinderpaw and bleedingpaw. cloverpaw's heavily scarred pelt fluffed up as the wind chilled her, and she said nothing as she arrived with her group. however, she was forced to speak when cinderpaw spoke a bit too quietly. "speak up," he told her.

cloverpaw wasn't one for groupwork, but this time they had to. so it probably would be best to come up with a plan. so the tom was only half-focused on their clanmates as they formulated an idea in their head, and it was obvious they weren't fully paying attention.

[ @Neptune. @Rani ]

[Estelle]

Sleepysunrise
[ 14 moons | She / Her | Shc Medicine Cat | Shadow Fiend ]

She startled at the sudden physical contact Bleedingpaw gave her; not so much because she hadn’t expected his presence – she saw him arrive from the corner of her eye – but because the smaller feline was not used it. On rare occasions she approached her siblings or the other way around, but they were just that, rare occasions. Most often Sleepysunrise shied away from unwanted. It made her feel unsafe.

But her brother’s chipper tone was enough to set her mind at ease, at least as much as it could be with the given times. He brought up a question she hadn’t considered herself yet; fighter or healer. She had assumed the latter, what point was there if they couldn’t even handle some owls? She blinked. What if he thought she wasn’t good enough to deal with the owls? What if he saw her as weak for taking on the role of medicine cat? Her mind flashed back to Birdecho. Her sister had been so starkly against it too.

She stared out ahead of her, discomfort settling over her mind. Had it been a mistake? They didn’t think she was good enough just like mama. Her gaze shifted back onto the leader who spoke before she could answer her brother. Rockjaw addressed her too, but he was met with an almost bored glance, not interested in interrupting or making assumptions before the plan was set.

She remembered the sight of the owls; odd beings, frightful to some degree, but she hadn’t considered them difficult to handle. Hawkbite and Newtbelly had appeared hesitant – cautious – Sleepysunrise did not share their opinion. How hard could it? Flying was their only advantage. She listened quietly to the plan, awaiting the mention of her own name and position. In the end, she was placed as an on-site medic forced to hideout with her grandmother instead of ripping the birds from the sky.

A part of her was disappointed. She knew she could take them on. Though another part of her wasn’t all too upset no longer being tagged on as bait, even if it meant her siblings her in the hot seat. She watched them for a moment. Did Miss Grandmama think them more capable than her yes, or was it so imperative she played with herbs while they were all out fulfilling their tasks?

She pondered speaking up, but no matter. The medicine cat gave a docile nod, seeking out Rockjaw with her gaze. She chose this position, and Miss Grandmama granted it. She couldn’t let her down, as a medic or otherwise. She would have to see this as on-scene practice (she had barely had the chance to test out her herbs these days anyway), and prove herself capable of plucking these birds from the sky some other time, antsy as it made her. With a gesture of her head, she expected Rockjaw to follow her, lingering only briefly when a stiff shiver ran through her body upon the repeated contact.

Bleedingpaw. She looked at him for a moment, unsure of what to say, before she gave a slow nod. Very well. He better be fine, she thought to herself, gaze trailing to her two siblings, lingering for a second too long. They better not die. With that, she ducked inside the medicine cat’s den, assuming Rockjaw was right behind.

There, she had already made a mental list of what to take. One glance at the herb stores told her all she needed. Poppies would be pointless, she couldn’t have anyone falling asleep. They’d have to suffer through the pain, albeit that Sleepysunrise was kind enough to gather along two burdock roots to numb any particularly bad wounds. Sure, Rookfire said they were for rat bites, but what harm could they bring to regular wounds? There was no harm in seeing if it had any infect on other types of wounds. Most importantly, she glanced around, rummaging through the storage with little paws; moss, cobwebs for bleeding… Marigold, the herb was nearing the end of its life cycle, she hadn’t the chance to dry them yet with this weather.

Re-emerging into the open space of the den with two trips, Sleepysunrise assembled two piles: one of burdock and cobwebs, another of moss and marigold, eyes lifting to watch Rockjaw before pointing at the first pile.
“Leaves?”
She asked if he had any, because she sure didn’t.

With the herbs gathered up, whether bundled up in leaves or carried in the open (depending on whether Rockjaw knew appropriate leaves to carry them with), Sleepysunrise soon enough emerged with the bundled herbs in maw and the aid normally at her side. She set her gaze ahead, determined not to fail her grandmother with this task and chance she was given to practice on-scene. Any haunting thoughts were suppressed and mixed with the pressure of adequate performance giving her a look of concentration as she silently joined her grandmother’s side like it was designated place, indicating she was ready to leave. Though, a brief glance – shrouded glare – was spared in Cloverpaw’s direction with the way he addressed Cinderpaw.


[ @Rani | @Neptune. @Kix @Beaan – brief mention of your characters | @korok
Sleepy bundle: 2 Marigold, 3 Moss | Rockjaw bundle: 2 Burdock Root, 3 Cobweb ]

[zozelen]

blackpine, he/him, 41 moons
shadowclan warrior
a large black tom with one emerald green eye.

So this was about the owls. Blackpine had no quarrel with hunting them, confident in his ability to protect Squirrelrise. He noted there was also an all-apprentice group of owl exterminators. It sounded fun to him- as an apprentice, Blackpine knew he'd kill for the chance to do something important like this without a warrior at his tail. They were going after the younglings, and Cinderpaw, Wispypaw and Cloverpaw were on the older side, so they should manage fine. Sleepysunrise could take care of them, and if one of them got a scar, it'd just be a fun thing to brag about to their friends.

Well, Cinderpaw was already missing a leg. Maybe that was enough for the young molly. But eh, they were clan cats- never hurt to get a few more scars. Besides one of them being down a leg, Wispypaw was blind, Cloverpaw was blind-ish, and Bleedingpaw had that wobbling thing going on. Muddypaw was... uh, fine, he was pretty sure. It was a rather ragtag bunch of apprentices. Despite this, he didn't have any doubt they'd succeed. They were even already planning! Blackpine felt a sense of pride for the youth of Shadowclan, going out and fighting owls... were the other clans doing that with their kids? He bet not!

Anyways, back to his own job. He'd be working with Aldersnarl for this one. The black tom padded over to him, and Tinywolf and Squirrelrise by extension. "You all feeling ready? Awake, I hope?" Blackpine teased. "I'll try my best to make sure nobody loses any parts. No promises, though."

@moxie_the_slime @nyx @phoenix

[moxie_the_slime]

[] ALDERSNARL []
[]SHC Warrior • Male []
[]Purrks: Ultimate Predator • Mind Reader • Killer Aptitude T1

Aldersnarl gave blackpine a nod of acknowledgement. His monumental frame loomed over the warrior group as his gaze met blackpine. The quiet tom was also confident in his ability to protect squirrelrise, his gravelly voice speaking as his gaze remained on Blackpine.

"We should think of a plan. I personally would rather not Squirrelrise risk being decapitated." The tom growled. "How high can you jump blackpine."

@zozelen
@nyx
@Pheonix

[Kix]

Wispypaw
You walk along the edge of danger
+ she/her[they/them to those she has told] + Heightened Perception [hearing, active] + Shadow fiend + Blind

Wispypaw was a little bothered that they couldn't get a response out of their sister before Dawnstar started to list out the plan. They would of liked to know how she was feeling since they couldn't use sight to tell, curse being blind. "Be safe" was their final words before their sister would run off and before they went to go meet up. They had no idea who the hell was muddypaw was, never once did they interact with the other paw. Fishpaw they've faintly memory on them, the dumb kit who snuck out of camp and nearly died. They thought it must of been fate that they didn't die for that little stunt. Using their sense of smell and listening for conversations they seemed to have found themself standing in front of both mentioned apprentices. "Greetings, now that introductions are out of the way, I hope you at least got some form of stealth training because you'll need it before we jump these beasts. Can't have them directing their attention onto anyone besides fishpaw" hopefully they were staring in the direction of Muddypaw, if not oh well.

The last thing they needed was for their owl to come flying at them instead of the bait because someone couldn't stay out of sight for a moment. "I hope you can run fast, because we could use that to bring it to a difficult spot to fly in so me and Muddypaw over here can jump it" if not they could probably find another way to make its time difficult. If they had their way, Wispypaw wanted to get out of this with little to no injuries on their side. They would rather not leave more work for their older sibling to handle, they didn't want to see them stressing out. As the dark feline sat there waiting to see what they had to say or their input they flicked a tufted ear to hear the way Cloverpaw spoke to Cinderpaw. Their tail lashed in annoyance or was it anger? They couldn't tell since all they knew was that the way their sister was spoken to was not well liked.

If only they weren't stuck talking to these two, if only they wouldn't get in trouble for their actions. Because if that wasn't the case, Wispypaw would of surely come over in a heart beat. No one spoke to their family like that, especially a sibling they quite enjoyed the company of. Wispy couldn't ever recall their sister speaking like they are now when they were kits. So in a way they were glad to see them trying to speak, and someone else being rude to her wasn't going to make it any better. All they could do for now was send a nasty glare in Cloverpaws direction before turning their sour look back to Fishpaw and Muddypaw.

@Neptune. @Beaan [ For Cinderpaw and Cloverpaw] @GreenTheGreat @Spider

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[kittycatburmise]

Doeflame

Oh, right, the owls. Doeflame had nearly forgotten about them; Mossfreckle's death seemed long ago, even though it had only been around a moon. She hadn't given much thought to the creatures that had killed them; she had assumed they had just flown off somewhere, but clearly not. And she was helping to kill them.

Suddenly bright-eyed and alert, Doeflame listened as Dawnstar explained how this was going to work. So she was going to hide and wait for the owl to come after the cats being bait before ambushing them. Sounded like a good plan. And she was going to be attacking and killing the owls, which was a much better task than being bait. She didn't envy the cats who had to deliberately get owls to chase them.

Doeflame cast her eyes around for the pelts of her group before padding over them. "Hi," she greeted Foghaze and Tinywolf enthusiastically, giving them a grin. "You guys ready for this?" She certainly was. Taking down an owl was a much better and more interesting use of her day then dozing in her nest. She might even get a new scar from the experience, which was cool even if they sometimes ached when it was cold. And new-leaf would arrive soon anyway, so she wouldn't have to deal with it for too much longer.

@nyx @Splashcloud

[Splashcloud]

Originally Posted by kittycatburmise

Doeflame

Oh, right, the owls. Doeflame had nearly forgotten about them; Mossfreckle's death seemed long ago, even though it had only been around a moon. She hadn't given much thought to the creatures that had killed them; she had assumed they had just flown off somewhere, but clearly not. And she was helping to kill them.

Suddenly bright-eyed and alert, Doeflame listened as Dawnstar explained how this was going to work. So she was going to hide and wait for the owl to come after the cats being bait before ambushing them. Sounded like a good plan. And she was going to be attacking and killing the owls, which was a much better task than being bait. She didn't envy the cats who had to deliberately get owls to chase them.

Doeflame cast her eyes around for the pelts of her group before padding over them. "Hi," she greeted Foghaze and Tinywolf enthusiastically, giving them a grin. "You guys ready for this?" She certainly was. Taking down an owl was a much better and more interesting use of her day then dozing in her nest. She might even get a new scar from the experience, which was cool even if they sometimes ached when it was cold. And new-leaf would arrive soon anyway, so she wouldn't have to deal with it for too much longer.

@nyx @Splashcloud

Foghaze nodded. Lets go kick some owl butt. He growled. Then he shook his head. Actually, lets do more than that. Lets tear their hides off!

[Spider]

»»—— ► Fishpaw| Shc | She/Her | Apprentice ◄——««

" - When you’re going to change the world, don’t ask for permission. - "

Fishpaw straightened up her ears, perked up her once playful expression hardened as she listened to dawnstar, so it looked like fishpaw was going to be bait, how ironic. Anyways fishpaw stayed focused and made sure to listen to everything Dawnstar had to say. After all fishpaw could die if she didn't listen. She needed to listen…Stay hidden until the adults focused on the other cats and try to get one of the young out of the nest and onto her, Got it! After that Fishpaw turned and moved towards her group. Fishpaw bounded up towards whispypaw and muddypaw “ Hello she gave a weak greeting “ Yup mudslide taught me some stealth, and trust me I will try to keep the owl on me only.” she said, now she sure hoped that the owl would stay on her only she did not want the owl on anyone else.

(messy post mb!)
@Kix @GreenTheGreat