Rugged Range

[Fish]

Adderstrike walked out to the Rugged Range on her spree of fun, you need a vacation every now and then especially with all the drama that happened, and she dragged Sharkhail and Honeystep along with her. A wide grin came across her face when she saw a dead tree in the distance.

"Bet I could beat you all to that dead tree-" Before Adderstrike could even finish, Sharkhail bolted to the tree. She stared at him for a few seconds in bewilderment before she chased after him. It was a short race but Sharkhail beat Adderstrike since he was a big cheater and didn't wait for her to say go.

Annoyed, Adderstrike looked back to see how far away Honeystep was. And there she was, standing at the spot the race started with an annoyed look on her face. What was up with that?

Adder 13, Shark 18, Honey, 1

[taillow]

Dusklion - RiverClan Deputy

Her daily trips around all parts of RiverClan territory brought her out to Lionsrange. The deputy was still looking for a morsal or two to bring back to the Clan, but so far she wasn't having any luck. Hopefully the hot weather would easy up soon because it seemed like no prey was out - except for a few birds in the sky.

Trotting along the tree line that separated Lionsrange from the forest, the deputy felt something squish under paw and she stopped. Lifting her paw up there was a streak of mud across her paw pad now. "Yuck," she scrunched her nose up and proceeded to wipe her paw along the rocky terrain next to her. It made a streak across the rock with mud, and Dusklion blinked. Seeing there was still a bit of mud on her paw she dragged it across the stone once more, then back down again, and repeated the motion once more.

Once she was down she blinked at her creation with a smile. The way the mud had been smeared made it look like there were muddy waves painted onto the rock. "There, some water for this dry place," she muttered under her breath, amusement in her tone, before continuing on with her patrolling.

[Dolomedes]

Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 22 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”

TW: This character’s posts often exhibits triggers such as depression, suicidal tendencies/idealation, anxiety, and self loathing

Seabreeze continued to walk through the territory. All the way from the twoleg den to the rugged range. Maybe it wasn't the smartest thing to do, to put himself and Adderstrike so far away from everyone else but also he needed to get away. Besides this would be a great place to find some broom which could be helpful for Berrypaw. He imagined that the forest also holds some other herbs as well. Strange how he recalled herbs relatively easily when he couldn't remember what happened yesterday on a good day. He shook away the thought and focused on conversing with Adderstrike. "Thank you again, Adderstrike, for coming with me. I know that the rugged range is pretty far away but there are some herbs here that grow best and I think they would be pretty helpful for Berrypaw. And we could always get some prey as well if we think we can carry more after we collect all the herbs we can."

Since this wasn't an officially official patrol, they weren't required to get any one thing and could pick up whatever they find and not worry about not doing enough of what they were assigned to. Though he didn't think Dusklion would really mind if you brought back some herbs on a prey patrol if you spotted them. "It's used for infections. That was my target, but I was also hoping to find some chickweed and juniper as well if we are lucky. They are pretty good general use herbs if I remember correctly." He flicked his nub tail and continued to pad through the rockier territory, his eyes glancing back and forth for any signs of the named herbs.

[ @Fish - Adderstrike ]

[c1nder]

☆*:.｡..｡.:*☆

☆*: .｡. o Vanta o .｡.:*☆

☆*: .｡. o The Wrathful, The Silent, The Wordsmith o .｡.:*☆
❧ Outsider
​❧ Lyrebird's Lullaby, Dreamwalker
❧ [ #vantablack ]
Ashes on your tongue
I'm the black smoke in your lungs
So give up and get down
And get your eyes off my crown

this... was albeit a bit far from his home. he missed rune. it was a good parent to him. telling him and his sibling all these tales about his father and the land he hailed from...

how he missed those days, his father was dead, however. no point in travelling to meet these 'clans' if they were even real.

he wasnt travelling to find his father's homeland, no.

the silent was wandering to collect tales. stories.

[ OPEN!! (he will leave if he deems your cat annoying or boring though)]

[Diamondfur]

Name: Blackclaw
Mate: Spottedfur
Kits: Darkkit (darkpaw), Ashclaw, Spotclaw, and Twilightpaw
age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom-cat
Color: black tom-cat with grey eyes
Kits he took with him: Spotclaw (tom) and Twilightpaw (she-cat)


Name: Darkclaw
mate: Cloudpelt
Kits: Blackkit, stormkit, Stonekit, Moonkit
age: 21 moons
gender: tom-cat
color:black tom-cat with green eyes
Kits he took with him: Stonekit (Tom-kit) and Moonkit (she-kit)

[Star]

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Dakota
Light brown furred cat with darker brown and white markings and golden and blue heterochromia
She/He/They/It | 10 Moons | Outsider | Therapist Traveller
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Another successful avoiding! Jee, wannabe Clan cats were mean. Dakota shook his pelt out, frowning at the stinging feeling a certain former Clan cat's claws had left. Eugh. Those violent cats. As the colourful feline trotted around the Outskirts, when a black and white pelt caught their attention. They... Did not look so friendly. At all. If anything, they looked hostile. Much much more hostile than those violent rogues.

Deciding to avoid the strange cat, Dakota took the extra time to walk behind the cat, attempting to seem like a normal passerby.

Please... Please don't notice me, please...

{ @gayvinegar | Vanta! }
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[Diamondfur]

Originally Posted by Starphobia

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Dakota
Light brown furred cat with darker brown and white markings and golden and blue heterochromia
She/He/They/It | 10 Moons | Outsider | Therapist Traveller
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Another successful avoiding! Jee, wannabe Clan cats were mean. Dakota shook his pelt out, frowning at the stinging feeling a certain former Clan cat's claws had left. Eugh. Those violent cats. As the colourful feline trotted around the Outskirts, when a black and white pelt caught their attention. They... Did not look so friendly. At all. If anything, they looked hostile. Much much more hostile than those violent rogues.

Deciding to avoid the strange cat, Dakota took the extra time to walk behind the cat, attempting to seem like a normal passerby.

Please... Please don't notice me, please...

{ @gayvinegar | Vanta! }
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Moonkit noticed a cat it was Dakota


"hi Dakota how are you?" moonkit purs

[c1nder]

☆*:.｡..｡.:*☆

☆*: .｡. o Vanta o .｡.:*☆

☆*: .｡. o The Wrathful, The Silent, The Wordsmith o .｡.:*☆
❧ Outsider
​❧ Lyrebird's Lullaby, Dreamwalker
​❧ [ #vantablack ]
Ashes on your tongue
I'm the black smoke in your lungs
So give up and get down
And get your eyes off my crown

ah. the light crunch of leaves caught his attention. eh?? very... interesting fur they had. a bit similar to asra...

"oi." amber hues locking onto the dual-colored eyes of the other.
"don' just slink off, come chat."

- @Starphobia [ouh short]

[Diamondfur]

Name: Blackclaw, Spotclaw, Twilightpaw, Darkclaw, Stonekit, and Moonkit were all laying down. some of them were sleeping.



Blackclaw had his tail around his son and daughter, Spotclaw and twilightpaw, to keep them warm.

Darkclaw had his tail around his young son and daughter, stonekit and Moonkit, to keep them warm.


Moonkit was wide awake thinking about what her mother was like. She was too young to remember her. but she knew her name was Cloudpelt. her father, Darkclaw, talked about her all the time. Moonkit wondered if she had any other siblings besides her brother Stonekit.

[Dolomedes]

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|| He/him | Outsider - Former ThC Warrior ||

Several times now, Morningpaw hasn't wanted to return. Almost turning tail and leaving back to wandering with no purpose and being so lost not even the stars shined. Everytime he would remember the way Wolfpaw cried as he left, and managed to find the strength to keep padding forward. One paw, two paws... It was rhythmic. One paw, two paws.... he misses Wolfpaw so much. One paw, two paws, he misses his entire family, where did they go? One paw, two paws, why did they leave him and Wolfpaw behind...

One paw- The pattern is broken. The world churns, and before Morningpaw can even process what was happening, it was swallowing him. The mountains grew, and pain exploded through his body. Oh. He was falling down the cliff side. It was strange, his thoughts are running as though this was the same as walking through the hills like he was moments before. Was this death? Why was everything so... calm. It wasn't tranquil, no, he was terrified. He was going to disappear on Wolfpaw, and Wolfpaw would think it was because Morningpaw didn't love him.

Finally, with a final thud, his body stopped rolling, and he was left on his side at the foot of the hill. Because it wasn't really a cliff, it was sharp and littered with rocks and jagged edges that cut and scarred his fur, but he wasn't dead. At least, not yet. Everything hurt... the world has stilled, but it was fuzzy, and actually, no wait... it was still spinning around him.

Morningpaw frowned, the movement sending flames of pain blossoming across his face. Hehe, flames... like flame. Like Thunderclan. He misses his clan. He didn't feel like he had a really real place there but it was home. He's been thinking, and he's been thinking that... no one really had a place there did they? They just existed... but they existed for each other, the community, not the clan itself. And maybe if he thought about it like that, returning home seemed less intimidating, because home wasn't Thunderclan... returning home meant returning to Wolfpaw.

His eyes closed.