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Goldfish sat up at the sound of her name, blinking her golden hues as she yawns, grateful for an escape from the camp. A longing to explore shot through her like fire, and she eagerly trotted over to the deputy, pleased to lead a patrol. "I'll see what we can find." She mewed, mostly to herself as she carefully thought over places prey may hide in these unfamiliar surroundings. Rocks, burrows, shrubs... oh, and crevices! Curiosity about if perhaps there were different animals here pumped through her blood, eager to head out and stretch her legs.
Wrenpaw
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11 moons || she/her || RiverClan Apprentice || Silver Tongue medium furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes
Wrenpaw limps over at the summons of her leader. It still hurts a great deal to put pressure on her broken wrist, though as long as she doesn't move to much, it's alright. Her shoulder wound was sore.. but that's about it for that. And her stomach? Well... that isn't the most pleasant feeling. She's been consigned to sleeping on her side because putting pressure on it almost made her black out the first time. Whatever, unimportant. There's probably important things Fadingsun has to say and Wren wants to hear them.
glazed steel blue eyes vaguely focussed back on reality and what was happening when a small voice nudged the tom back out of thought. angular, oriental shaped head tipped sidewards and down he gave the kit a smile, she looked better than the last time they spoke and sounded a lot more engaged in clan life as well. the light mollies comment about his injuries reminded him of the stiff tension that dried blood had left on pale tabbied pelt and he shifted awkwardly. "im fine, 's not urgent" the tom replied with a slight shrug, thoughts briefly wandering to thunderclans deputy and the words he had spat right before turning to leave, perhaps this would look very different had fadingsun not called for evacuation...he shouldve called earlier though.
a flick of his tail would have to do its duty as an invitation to sit as the warrior attempted to find some of the burning passion and anger he had felt during the raid. he knew he would protect marigoldkit, no matter how close she was to beeing an apprentice or if she were one already, but was still left with no passion but a whole lot of tired, aching muscles and bones instead. "i could carry you if need be"
Marigoldkit
She, Her\Kit\7 moons/Riverclan
"Keep your head up! You need to look at the world around you!"
Purrks: Dreamwalker [ACTIVE] Chill of Death [ACTIVE]
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Not urgent? Marigoldkit frowned, noticing now his paws shifted, like he wanted to bolt in a circle to prove that he was a-okay. Hopefully he wouldn't be going anywhere though. She wondered who fought him and why Jayfrost was lying to her about being alright. He probably didn't want her to worry. Yeah, that made sense. Worrying wasn't something Marigoldkit liked to do anyways. But at the cost of his own well being?
The smaller cat was just about to open her maw when Dusklion spoke first. She remembered Dusklion. The murderer deputy. Marigoldkit wasn't sure how to feel about Dusklion. She seemed nice enough given that she took notice to Jayfrost's odd dismissive behavior towards his wounds. So maybe she wasn't a psycho, crazy crazy, cat bad cat and Marigoldkit just caught her in a bad moment. Yeah, that made sense, she'd stick with that.
"Between you and me," Marigoldkit whispered, a smile slipping onto her maw. "I think she means it, I wouldn't want you to be dragged to the medicine den... Wherever that'll be." All she could see were rocks, miles and piles of rocks. Rocks were cool, Marigoldkit didn't hate them, but oh did they make her feel homesick.
Grateful that she was allowed to sit next to him, Marigoldkit lightly pressed against his side, praying to Starclan that she wasn't hurting him or something. "If you have to leave to see the healers, that's fine, I gotta get more friends anyways." She commented, making little marks in the rocks below with her claws.
She then looked back up at him. "I uh, appreciate the offer, I'll let you know, promise."She nodded her head slowly, as if begging him to agree with her.
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❝And the cats kill one by one!❞
- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Larkwing
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24 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Kitty Softpaws, Mind Reader, Beefed Up T2 scarred, scrawny dilute tortoiseshell; green eyes
A patrol - a call to action. Immediately, Larkwing got to her paws and headed over, emerald gaze searching for her brother and her leader. Part of her felt a little nervous about this, she's unsure about Fadingsun's attitude towards her, though she doesn't expect it's at all warm. She'd done this to RiverClan, after all. This situation now was on her conscious. Maybe not directly, but she'd been the catalyst, hadn't she?
Regardless, she has a job to do in the now, and the impossible task of finding her place in her clan once again. Larkwing does not miss, however, that she is on Fadingsun's patrol - a mark of a lack of trust. Honestly, she should expect nothing else. What reason did these cats have to trust her? She'd failed them and then come crawling back while they were in the very thick of the mess she'd left for them. If she'd been in Dusklion's position, she likely would have done no differently. Still... Lark is good at hunting, it had always been one of her most promising skills, so this should go fairly smoothly... hopefully. And maybe she'd get a chance to talk to Fadingsun about what she wanted to tell him regarding her disappearance. Falconflight coming would be good too - she wanted her brother to know as well.
Duskleaf was sitting in a spot where the sun shone through in the new temporary camp when he heard Dusklion's voice ringing throughout the camp, calling for the first round of patrols in this new territory. He was somewhat glad to hear this, it felt like normal life was resuming again after the worst had passed, albeit somewhere completely new. Almost like a holiday, except under more dire circumstances. The Lionheart rose to his feet when he heard his name being called to lead a patrol to mark RiverClan's new borders. Both of his patrolmates were somewhat familiar, MorningMimic and Brokenstream.
"MorningMimic! Brokenstream! I'm o'er here!" He shouted so they could find him easily. Then he realised that if trouble came, he wouldn’t be able to scent it. He didn’t want to just shout it out in front of everyone though, so he’d tell MorningMimic and Brokenstream once they got out to the territory. For now, he’d just wait for the two warriors to arrive and he could worry about that later.
"You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
Where me and my true love shall never meet again
On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond!"
Wow, being (almost) blind was way harder than she would've liked. One eye without vision? Sure, she could handle it like a claw to the face. Another eye with odd dark specks blocking her vision? Well, she should've been expecting it... But yeah. Not very helpful especially with all this new territory. Scent was something she'd just have to rely on more than ever. Yay.
Owltalon didn't like the feeling of rock against her claws or the clackey sound her feet made as she padded across it. Sure, sandy terrain was pretty rough and hard in it's own way, but this was a complete one-eighty.
The large she-cat sat near the base of the large stone, her ears perked as always. She wondered what may happen this meeting, if any new landmarks would be made.
[OPEN]
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❝And the cats kill one by one!❞
- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Splashleap was so TIRED. But she dragged her lazy buttocks over to whatever this thing was, this big rock, and flopped down into a sitting position and waited for her first meeting. Her first meeting back. That was weird. (OPEN)
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All hail the Rat Queen's!!
Shrewstep has Silver Tongue and Mind Reader purrks
Pit has Just a Scratch and Beefed Up Tier 2
♤ Goldfish ♤ The Ace of Spades ____________________
Goldfish's dandelion yellow eyes flicked toward Fadingsun, gaining a pep in her step as she trotted over to the meeting. Without thinking, she found herself beside Jayfrost. She had arrived after Dusklion, but had been too far away to notice the interaction passed between the two. She offered him a smile and a tail-flick of greeting to Marigoldkit. "Hope I'm not intruding." She said cheerfully, sitting down and curling her tail neatly around her paws. She really wanted to ask how Jayfrost was holding up, but she assumed it wasn't the time since she was a tad later than usual to the meeting and didn't want to end up with her voice overlapping Fading's. "Lets see what's up today, shall we?" The rhetorical question exited her mouth casually, but inside she was quite curious.
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@alec @Marigoldwhisper [Hope yall don't mind; wanted to sit Goldfish in the relative vicinity of Marigoldkit for her apprentice ceramony.]
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