"Nervous? I'm not worried about coming back empty-pawed," Antpaw blusters, trying to appear more confident than he actually was. He ignores that nagging feeling in the back of this mind starting to creep up on him- he wouldn't regret making this comment later, would he? No, he tells himself. No, he wouldn't regret it. He was his father's son, and there was no way he was a bad hunter. He was an asset to the Clan. Probably. Maybe?
"I was just wondering if the rules allow this, that's all. I'll be on the patrol, and I'll do great, even without any training, just you watch."
[ if i ever take a minute to respond you can whack me !!! sorry for the delay on this - i think we can pretty much wrap it up here and if you're up for it i can start the patrol call ]
Wolfhive was a little more skeptical about Antpaw's confidence, but wasn't about to poke at a loose thread - he was more laissez-faire in the sense he wanted to see what Antpaw would accomplish without unnecessary, possibly belittling commentary. He held a lot of value for the efforts of apprentices, even when they wanted to be difficult. "I know you will, that was never a doubt. But you'll want to get some rest before you worry about that, it'll do you no good to hunt while tired!"
Stars, Bumblestar's neck hurt. This skull was a heck of a lot heavier than it looked!
She pushed her way into camp with it and set it down at the mouth of her den. There was a perfect spot for it on the small branch that jutted out above the lichen curtain at the very top of the log. Now if she could just figure out a way to reach it...
With a huff, she picked it up again and hauled herself up to the top of the log. It took some awkward positioning, but eventually she was able to hook the branch through the gap in the bottom jaw and into the right eye.
There - perfect den accessory. The angle it hung at made a little askew, but it looked just fine.
he/him // 25 moons // thc warrior
purrks: mind reader [INACTIVE], flock together tier 1 [INACTIVE]
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The young warrior is grooming himself when he sees his leader lugging a huge skull into camp. Pausing mid lick, tongue still sticking out, he watches as she debates for a moment before hauling it and hanging it above the entrance of her den. What an impressive piece... Wherever did it come from? Head canting off to a side he decides to get up and make his way over to stand beside her, staring up at the skull in awe.
"Wow... That thing is huge." He comments idly, not taking his eyes off of the thing. "Where did you find it?"
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Nettlekit quietly sat in the clearing, trying to think of shapes that the clouds were forming.
“that’s.. a.. hm..” she mumbled as she attempted to make sense of a small archipelago of clouds in the sky.
That one.. that looked like a flower!
That other one.. that was.. ooh! A rock!
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Oh wait, that’s what clouds were probably meant to be shaped like.
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Ashpaw padded through the clearing noticing a kit talking to herself. Hello! She mewed.
Nettlekit turned
”wh- AHH!!” she shrieked sharply.
She then proceeded to nearly fall over as she jumped back from shock.
It was quite a funny sight to any bystander, but it was not funny for the bamboozled Nettlekit.
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Female | 30 Moons | ThunderClan Warrior | Posts: 10
white fluffy she-cat with an orange circle in the center of her face, orange ears, paws, and a tail. her eyes are a bright green and she has floppy ears
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @babysith
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Adore? She cocked her head to the side a bit, her floppy ears following gravity. She felt that what she was doing was the least any cat could do for the poor, helpless thing! “Ah—well she’s so gentle and delicate! She deserves it, especially with not having her real parents around.” she felt a pang of sympathy for the poor thing.
But…oh! This queen enjoyed hunting hmm? “Well as soon as you’re ready I’m happy to go with you whenever!” she purred, quite enjoying the task herself.
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"It's just nice to see, to be honest with you. I expect it of everyone, but seeing such kindness in play gives you a warm feeling, yeah? It does for me, anyway." At the idea of a hunting trip, her ears twitched in interest. "You know what? I may just take you up on that soon... Before I'm forced to chill out." The queen laughed a bit. "Do you have a favorite hunting spot?"
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Female | 30 Moons | ThunderClan Warrior | Posts: 13
white fluffy she-cat with an orange circle in the center of her face, orange ears, paws, and a tail tip. her eyes are a bright green and she has floppy ears
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @babysith
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She had a happy expression as the queen spoke of her caring nature towards WillowKit, nodding in agreement as she stated she’d expect if any cat. Any cat should! And more about hunting! She should get it in before the queen is too busied waiting for kits. “Well I love Firefly Cove! But it isn’t really ideal for hunting…oh! Sunkissed Creek is perfect! There’s good huntin’ round there and a little creek! It’s relaxing there too!” she purred out, excited to rant on to the queen about her own favorite spots. Goodness though she couldn’t wait for her friend to have cute little kits that she could watch!
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Nettlekit turned
”wh- AHH!!” she shrieked sharply.
She then proceeded to nearly fall over as she jumped back from shock.
It was quite a funny sight to any bystander, but it was not funny for the bamboozled Nettlekit.
Ashpaw laughed. So, what were you talking about? She pressed.
[ basing this after the older, ongoing rps so bumble can stay in the loop / deal with the bear traps, foxes, n vultures ]
In the aftermath of much of the chaos Wolfhive found himself in, he caught sight of his 'ma and joined her. "Got some news, none great though. Basilkit got out of camp and ran into a dog, I dunno if the dog didn't see her or Pinepaw was too fast, 'cause the dog didn't hurt her but she ran into a.." Hmm... he didn't have a word for it. "Twoleg jaws, thing. It snapped her leg near in two, wasn't much keeping it together so I had to amputate. Havin' Drizzlecloud look after her since there isn't much I know for shock, 'n that'll kill her before any amount of bloodloss." He shook his head. He wasn't happy Basilkit somehow got out of camp - a lesson to listen shouldn't need to be paid in blood.
"Also found Willowfrost near the border. She's in rough shape, got attacked by a pair of foxes hunting together and got lost trying to get away from them. I brought her back to camp but we might wanna look into that, see if they have a den 'n kits nearby." He wasn't sure if fox paired up like they did.. but just in case, he didn't want a fox family in their territory.
At least the last bit of news wasn't terrible though, in comparison to the rest. "And final, I went out with Alpinepaw earlier to Willow's Rise. We found Moonmaul's body in the area with a bunch of vultures eating it - I managed to recover his remains 'n bury them, but the birds just kept a distance 'n didn't actually leave.." Alone, going after a flock of large birds wasn't practical. If Bumblestar wanted, a patrol might have better luck taking them out. "Don't know what killed Moonmaul either, his body was too rotten and picked at to tell."
Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 35 Moons
Bilingual T2 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Beefed up T3
Mudhound was being embarrassing in the middle of the clearing in full view of everyone again. Flat on their back where they'd toppled trying to reach the 'good spots' the tripod was licking themselves with absolutely no shame, pulling stupid poses to make sure they hit every area and looking almost like some moving post modernist cat statue then an actual creature. But given this was pretty normal for the tripod it was generally ignored by the clan.
What wasnt ignored was Wolfhives grim report, and the hornet flipped themselves around to a better position to listen, tongue bleping out. That was grim and all rather sudden and at once, wow poor Woofie for being the one to discover it all.... And poor Basilkit, though she shouldve known better then to leave the camp alone much less at all as a kitten.
They'd try and lighten the stress. "I can go take care of the dog to get one thing out of the way. Bumble-sis you've seen me fight dogs before and talk to them so you can trust me with this, doesnt sound like the dog was much of a threat anyways. Ill bring someone with me just in case, whoevers free unless you have a preference."
Maybe Sprucejumper or Snakepelt unless their sister wanted them to bring the big guns.
Re: ThunderClan Clearing
sorry for the delay on this - i think we can pretty much wrap it up here and if you're up for it i can start the patrol call ]
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