‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ Brokenstream | 22 MOONS | HE/HIM ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙ sleek golden bengal tom with light green eyes, jet black ears & back legs
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Brokenstream staggered into camp, the weight of Wrenseeker’s body starting to take a toll on him as he finally reached the edge of the clearing. Blood staining his pelt, he gently lowered her to the ground before nearly collapsing himself. However, he knew he needed to push through. His eyes were clearly glazed with shock and grief at the sight of Wrenseeker’s battered body, and he stunk of blood and some sort of bird. He had to push through.
”Fadingstar! You must come quickly!” He called hoarsely, stepping forward to use his body to shield the rest of his Clanmates as best as he could from the sight before them.
( @occultation | @Neptune. )
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Brokenstream is one of RiverClan's Lionhearts! He is OPEN to any RP
FORMERLY JELLYCAT
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Ravenpaw hated watching her sister being scolded in the center of the clearing, but at least most of the clan didn't seem to notice. She certainly wasn't going to intervene on her sister's behalf in this one, she really should have known better. She looked around the clearing for Redmire, ready to do some training. Or rather, for anything really. She was starting to feel bored.
Ravenpaw hated watching her sister being scolded in the center of the clearing, but at least most of the clan didn't seem to notice. She certainly wasn't going to intervene on her sister's behalf in this one, she really should have known better. She looked around the clearing for Redmire, ready to do some training. Or rather, for anything really. She was starting to feel bored.
[OPENISH]
Oliverat ran straight at Ravenpaw, hoping he missed her, by a lot.
Being stuck in this camp was worse than wandering out in the open on his own (it really wasn't, he was just being cranky). Ever since joining RiverClan, he'd been stuck in the nursery without anything fun to do.
Making friends was hard. He wasn't like some of the other kits, easily able to strike up a conversation. Jaggedkit wanted someone to talk to and play with, but whenever he thought of approaching someone himself, he always chickened out.
At this particular moment, he loafed just outside the nursery, staring crankily at the ground. He had two more moons to go before he could start training to be a warrior (or so he'd been told), but to him it felt like two season-cycles.
◇ Baneberrykit ◇ ◇ The Storyteller ◇ Purrks: None ____________________
The Storyteller's black and tabby front paws had their curled claws unsheathed as Baneberrykit pawed the moss ball back and forth. Her rounded ears remained pricked, listening to the world around her with endless, cheery curiosity. Sure, she couldn't do awesome lunges like Lionkit, or be big and strong and cool as Smolderkit, but she was content enough just happily exploring within camp or batting around whatever mossballs found their lonesome way over to her. Something the blue eyed kitten could do however is be social, and this is said For a rather sorry sight had been caught in her line of vision. A kitten, like herself, sitting outside the nursery looking particularly unpleasant. But that just made him all the better target of her attention. The tortoiseshell then looked down at the moss ball between her paws, gave it one last hug before it would most likely be destroyed (as Baneberrykit didn't know how to create a funeral service... yet) in play and batted it over so it would most likely bump into the kit... Jaggedkit, was it? Yes. Jaggedkit. She locked her sky blue hues upon Jaggedkit with an expectant expression. He should bat it back, but whether he would or wouldn't only time would tell..
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Goldfish Is one of Riverclan’s Lionhearts!
She is Open to Apprentice Training and Plot ideas!
isla, Alec, Bean, phantom, Morrigan, Dolomedes, Marigoldwhisper, and iliri all reside in here. They will never escape :>
Staff Sign?
Go With the Flow | Silver Tongue [Perm] | Mind Reader [Perm]
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It had only lasted a moment, but to the tired tom it felt as if a lifetime of pain and anger melted away. He felt… at peace. The welcome back drew a smile from the tom, a foreign, involuntary movement. This… this filled him with an unknown emotion that he was unable to place in this moment. Perhaps his exhaustion and hunger were getting to him (as evidenced by his rumbling stomach).
When the former leader pulled away, his smile faded and his eyes opened as she addressed him. A frown drew itself upon his face when she suggested seeing the medicine cats. He was fine. He didn’t need any assistance from some stinky medicine cats or herbs.
Shaking his head he coughed slightly. ”I’m fine.” He wasn’t, he was very obviously not fine. He knew she wouldn’t believe hm, but he lied threw his teeth regardless.
His head was still fuzzy, but now that he was able to form coherent thoughts, he took note of Larkwing’s appearance. She looked… healthy, at least compared to before (and him), but there was something else he hadn’t noticed on their journey: the scars.
Stepping closer, he walked to her side and reached out with a paw and gently touched it to the scar drawn across her flank, a look that was a mix of anger and sadness spreading across his features. ”Who did this?” He asked softly. He hadn’t noticed before, he should’ve, but he didn’t. This had been here since she came back, he was sure of it, but with only seeing her in his short bouts of consciousness before finding himself lost, he hadn’t properly processed that it was there. Dragging his eyes away from the long-healed wound, he faced her, anger blazing in his tired green eyes.
”Who. Hurt. You?”
[ @/Neptune. ]
Larkwing
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25 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Kitty Softpaws, Mind Reader, Beefed Up T2 scarred, scrawny dilute tortoiseshell; green eyes
Just as she was about to protest that, no, he clearly wasn't fine, Fishfreckle's voice suddenly turns very serious, eyes locking onto the scar on her flank. His concern takes Larkwing a little bit by surprise - did he just now notice it? For a moment, she flounders to find the right words, mouth opening and closing uselessly.
"It- it was a badger," she eventually says, blinking a little dumbstruck down at the grey tabby. "I'm fine, it happened moons ago, back in leaf-bare," would he even accept her assurance? Lark half doubted that. "What're you planning to do? Track down and kill every badger in the forest?" She asks with an awkward laugh, trying to lighten the atmosphere as she begins trying to gently herd her stubborn, idiot friend (?) in the direction of the medicine cats' den.
Wolfkit laid behind the nursery, watching the her clanmates go about their business. She enjoyed this spot because no one seemed to notice her there, just how she liked it. She didn’t hate her clanmates or anything, she just was too nervous to go up and start a conservation with anyone. I must look so weird to everyone else, she thought. What type of kit spends her whole day hiding instead of playing. She sighed and closed her eyes, quickly dozing off.
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Spiraltail-
26 Moons-
Former Windclan son Vinepaw
He/Him
Terrible father
Spiraltail was sitting in the camp thinking of a new skill to learn if he was a riverclan cat now he needed to learn how to swim while there was a river on the mountain it was to rapid he knew he would most likely drown if he tried to swim in it.While he knew how to hunt,fight and tunnel he felt like he was lacking.Hmm maybe Seabreeze and him could do a knowledge swap at some point. He got to his paws and looked around he had helped a few apprentices here and there but if he wanted to belong here he would have to prove himself.
Open
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Vinepaw wishes you well
Specklepaw is the current medicine cat apprentice for Frostclan
Hyenaslash is the current medicine cat for Sunclan he has an open den policy
Fishpaw was still waiting for her patrol members, they never came and now she would get in trouble, it's all their fault. So she walked over mistyshard. "Um miss, my patrol m-members didn't show up." she said in an disappointed and angry tone.
@starry {idk what happened but I was never notified in any posts of them if there was, fishpaw was waiting and no one came for some reason <3 }