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.
The mountains were kinda underwhelming if aspenkit was going to be honest, from afar they had looked so daunting and dangerous. Up close it just looked like a bigger camp wall mad of rock and not built nicely. Aspenkit hadn't known what he had been expecting but this was definitely not what he thought their new camp would look like, then again new camps didn't just come with premade dens and a floodstone 2.0
The rock beneath his paws was getting annoying, he missed the feeling of soft and gravel ground. Even sand which was annoying to get out his fur!
"so much for riverclan, we might as well be rockclan" he huffed as he made his way over to where his clanmates were gathering. Fadingsun was very high up, that was cool but also hard to look at him. Aspenkit sat down next to a random warrior and trained his neck trying to look around. Clanmates, strangers, rocks and more rocks. How interesting. Aspenkit rolled his and looked up at the cat next to him- woah!
"wow where'd you get that scar!? Oh wait dumb question it was probably in the battle wasn't it!? It looks so cool! Can you see with that eye-!??" Aspenkit immediately blurted out leaping to his paws in amazement. The cat sitting next him had one of the coolest and most amazing scar he had possibly ever seen in his life. Did it hurt, could they see, how did they get? All these questions sauntered carelessly though his mind. He was being rude. Yeah he was being rude.
"oh uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to uh- yeah..." he trailed of sitting down and looking at his paws. Way to go Aspenkit! You just embarrassed yourself by being rude to this clearly AWESOME warrior! he would just have to behave now and not embarrass himself further, plus for all he knows this epic she cat might be insecure about her scar. He shouldn't look at it.
He looked at it.
He couldn't help it!! It was covering most of her face, and it looked cool- he really needs to learn how to restrain himself. He gave the warrior an apologetic and embarrassed smile. Yeah, he was Soooo good a socialising with warriors. Well done aspenkit, wait a go! Is this how your going to meet everyone in your clan!?
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“All toasters needs some bread and all bread needs to be toasted” - infamous burntToast
As Fadingsun called a meeting, Mistyshard trotted over, with an unsure spark in her amber eyes. Everything was changing, and if for the good or for the bad, she didn't quite know.
Delicate silver paws trotted across the clearing. A single grunt escaped Mistyshard's maw as she gazed around the new camp. It felt so.. unknown. Barren, and almost scary, in a way. Of course she had her clan here, her friends, standing beside her and giving her guidance if she needed it. But yet something felt off. Like they wouldn't be at peace for long.. everything and everyone hated RiverClan, so she supposed it made sense for her to have such an unsettling feeling. Right?
Shaking the thought away, she located a cat she recognized as.. Beastflame. He didn't seem to be doing much, so why not go over there and socialize? The medicine cat made her way over. When she arrived, she offered the warrior a quick smile and dipped her head in greeting, tail flicking to and fro. "Hello. How's the time in RiverClan been treating you?" she questioned in a friendly way, her head tilted. She still remembered how the tom had come into the medicine cat's den, not very long ago, and returned to RiverClan.
"This is all so.. new. Can't help but miss old habits I suppose, but I still feel like we can never be at peace," the tabby sighed.
Wisteriawren quietly padded over to a certain feline, a fireweed clutched in her maw. Her pawpads were heavy, and lifting each one felt like the biggest hassle in the universe, but this was unavoidable unless she wanted to feel horrible about it for eternity. She had amends to make; apologies to extend.
Quietly settling down beside Antlerbranch, Wisteriawren peeked over at him and dropped the purple flower in her maw at his paws. "Hi." She whispered, and then shuffled her paws. "Um, a gift. Sorry gift. I didn't mean to ignore you the other day, I was just really tired and got distracted and forgot until really later." She blurted all at once, ears flat against her head. "Sorry, please don't be angry at me."
Redwater’s head jerked up at the sound of her name. She sighed— some of her old sarcasm making it’s way into her whisper. ”Yay. Hunting.” but that didn’t last long. Dark thoughts returned to her mind, and images of Finpaw flashed before her eyes. Please… stop thinking about this! tears sprang out of Red, but she suppressed the hurricane of panic threatening to overflow her.
Redwater stepped past Brokenstream and Wisteriawren and towards Eveningthaw. She nodded to the cat, and sat a bit away, forcing her mind to think about the prey they might find. Probably nothing. the landscape was bleak… compared to the lush RiverClan territories where she had been born. Ugh. Talk about depressing. At least less depressing than Fin—NO. Please don’t think about that. Thank you.
‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Brokenstream | 20 MOONS | HE/HIM ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ sleek golden bengal tom with light green eyes, jet black ears & back legs
pixelgif by @/SnowheartTC
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Brokenstream started as his name was called by Dusklion for a patrol. Nodding, his ears swiveled towards Duskleaf as he called his name as well, beckoning the pair over to him. "On my way!" He called back, nodding to Redwater as she stepped past him.
Coming to a halt next to Duskleaf, Brokenstream waved a friendly greeting with his tail. "Ready."
The mountains were kinda underwhelming if aspenkit was going to be honest, from afar they had looked so daunting and dangerous. Up close it just looked like a bigger camp wall mad of rock and not built nicely. Aspenkit hadn't known what he had been expecting but this was definitely not what he thought their new camp would look like, then again new camps didn't just come with premade dens and a floodstone 2.0
The rock beneath his paws was getting annoying, he missed the feeling of soft and gravel ground. Even sand which was annoying to get out his fur!
"so much for riverclan, we might as well be rockclan" he huffed as he made his way over to where his clanmates were gathering. Fadingsun was very high up, that was cool but also hard to look at him. Aspenkit sat down next to a random warrior and trained his neck trying to look around. Clanmates, strangers, rocks and more rocks. How interesting. Aspenkit rolled his and looked up at the cat next to him- woah!
"wow where'd you get that scar!? Oh wait dumb question it was probably in the battle wasn't it!? It looks so cool! Can you see with that eye-!??" Aspenkit immediately blurted out leaping to his paws in amazement. The cat sitting next him had one of the coolest and most amazing scar he had possibly ever seen in his life. Did it hurt, could they see, how did they get? All these questions sauntered carelessly though his mind. He was being rude. Yeah he was being rude.
"oh uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to uh- yeah..." he trailed of sitting down and looking at his paws. Way to go Aspenkit! You just embarrassed yourself by being rude to this clearly AWESOME warrior! he would just have to behave now and not embarrass himself further, plus for all he knows this epic she cat might be insecure about her scar. He shouldn't look at it.
He looked at it.
He couldn't help it!! It was covering most of her face, and it looked cool- he really needs to learn how to restrain himself. He gave the warrior an apologetic and embarrassed smile. Yeah, he was Soooo good a socialising with warriors. Well done aspenkit, wait a go! Is this how your going to meet everyone in your clan!?
`~Owltalon
She, Her\Lionheart\43 moons\Riverclan
"Are you listening, starchild?"
It wasn't all that bad, Owltalon could still hear the faint whistle of waves lapping against sharp rocks. She lifted up her head as she opened her jaws hoping to smell something familiar... salt. She could smell salt drifting in the air. A body of water should be near by unless she was hearing (or even worse, smelling) things. Was her age finally catching up to her? Was she really that old? Eh.... She still felt young.
Owltalon had her amber eye glued to the large stone, her whiskers twitching with anticipation. She expected to hear Fadingsun's voice only a few moments after but was pleasantly surprised by the shrill mew of a kit. Owltalon turned her head around, head tilting slightly.
Ah, this was Aspenkit, the little guy she'd been able to hear over a handful of yowls when deciding whether or not Dusky should stay. If she recalled correctly, Aspenkit wanted her to remain in Riverclan. Brave little guy.
It seemed he didn't notice her at first, looking at his new surroundings other than her, but soon enough wide brown eyes met hers (or rather big circular splotches of brown). Owltalon offered the smaller cat a wide grin, her ears wiggling in greeting.
Scars, huh? Her grin widened as laughter rang through her throat. She would've responded moons ago, but he kept chatting, his words escaping in waterfalls, like a barricade finally opened and let his thoughts loose. Oh, he was apologizing?
Sympathy rippled onto her expression. "Oh, 'ts al'ight! I used ta be just like ya, pesterin' the warriors 'bout their wounds. I can see, chap, but not very well---" she pointed to her more scarred over eye, "I can't see hell in this one. I honestly don't even remember how I got it... My o'ter eye scar is quite new, got it in the raid. Berrypaw patched it up for me. I'm loosin' vision in it as well, but it ain't as bad as my o'ter one."
She then open her jaws up, her lips curling back as multiple cuts around her maw stretched at revealed themselves. If she was being honest, it hurt a bunch. She didn't wanna worry the medicine cats by reopening her wounds, so this would have to be a quick one. After a few moments, she clamped her maw shut. "Got those in the raid as well. I'm just surprised it didn't affect my talkin'. If ya wanna ask more 'bout em, don't be shy. Barely anycat is brave enough to ask." She nudged him with her shoulder. "Your names Aspenkit? Right, small-fry?"
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❝And the cats kill one by one!❞
- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Hunting Patrol 3 - Camp
A N T L E R B R A N C H
He/Him - 31 Moons - Purrks: N/A
Dark brown tom with white stomach, tufts of fur on his
head, green eyes
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As the deputy called out patrols, Antlerbranch trotted over to his clanmates, and flashed a soft smile to Wisteriawren as he passed by the pretty molly to reach his patrol. Once he reached his group, his expression changed to his normal frown. "Okay. Go ahead, Eveninthaw, hurry up I don' have all day," he growled to the patrol leader, lashing his long furry tail.
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fenrir stares at rose with a spray bottle of water in hand
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
Name: Starri
New Name: Starrypaw
Rank: Apprentice
Background: Former kittypet who went loner, saw the clan and decided to join for her own saftey.
Age: 6 moons
Extra: I joined her in the rc evacuation place, will add her in once she gets her mentor.
Mentor: Redwater (@/constellation) @occultation
Starri joined, she knew she would soon be Starrypaw. She couldn't wait!
Seagullwing came.
Salmonleap came.
A N T L E R B R A N C H
He/Him - 31 Moons - Purrks: N/A
Dark brown tom with white stomach, tufts of fur on his
head, green eyes
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You could probably tell how surprised Antlerbranch was when the very pretty ex-kittypet Wisteriawren came to his side. Suddenly, the tom felt himself flustered, unable to utter any word as she made her way over. What in StarClan's name was going on with him? He turned his head to face her when she dropped a purple flower at his paws. It wasn't that big of a deal, right?
Antlerbranch quickly turned his head, his face turning red as Wisteriawren spoke. She was... sorry? The tom turned his head to face her again, lifting his paw to hopefully ruffle the fur on her head. "No needa be sorry, Fluffs. It's alright, A lot happened that day. I don't blame ya," he chuckled, smile on his face. "Got messed up by Bumblestar real good, bashed my head on the ground and knocked me out. Glad those rats didn't hurt you."
Oh no
ohnonononononononononononononono
WHY DID HE SAY THAT?????
Oh stars that sounded weird oh no oh no oh no..... What if she doesn't notice?? She was an ex-kittypet, surely she wouldn't care much about that, right???? Hopefully. Or antler was doomed.
[ @Rose - Wisteriawren ]
[I feel so bad for Antler rn knowing that Wisteria isn't gonna be with him but hey, character development]
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fenrir stares at rose with a spray bottle of water in hand
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
Re: The Starpoint
