Oriental shaped ears perked in response to a familiar voice yowling Mossfreckle's name in the clearing - Swanpaw. Hasily the brown freckled cat rose from their comfy spot in the medicine cat’s den and trotted to the clearing - how could a cat confined to the camp hurt themselves… how mouse brained could Swanpaw be. Mossy hues flared as they took in the crumpled and bloody form of Swanpaw - the cat they had come to love as a little brother - lying hazily conscience in the clearing. Another feline - Hickoryspinter - stood peering over the apprentice with a confused look on his face.
Mossfreckle felt the too common pang of guilt claw at his heart… was Swanpaw his fault, he knew it was not, the only fault was the apprentices brain with seemed to be as soft as down. Their white tipped paws sent thorn-sharp claws into the soft clearing earth in silent resignation, he could silently allow his starry mind to reel in guilt and anger and pain later, not in this moment, however. Mossy hues turned to gaze upon Hickorysplinter but their real focus was Swanpaw in their peripheral, “Hickorysplinter, take Swanpaw to the med den,” they meowed curtly, this situation was too dire to be anything but quick. Fear frosted his heart as he turned to trot quickly to the medicine cat’s den in search of Lostspark ( @Rose ), his grey fluffy oriental shaped mentor would know what to do, Mossfreckle themselves could handle the blood but the bones where past his knowledge and training.
(For Kat —> I mentioned you so you knew what was coming and had happened and so you can do as you please in the clearing if you wish )
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౨Mossfreckle is Shadowclan’s Medicine Catৎ
it is not a fate cast in the stars, it is a calling written in blood and etched in bone
''It's time I took you out for battle training. Let's go!''
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´´I know you are more than capable of protecting yourself, but should you ever need me, touch this, and I will come for you.´´ - Grimshaw to Isla, Lightlark (Pg. 244)
purrks ; mind reader [ perm. active ]
he/it . sc . 25 moons . tags ; @Beanz @Fawnheart<3
!! this cat deals with themes of parental abuse, hallucinations, and mental disorders. iwc. !!
trigger warnings for this post: none
hickory nodded, taking the bloodied cat's scruff in his mouth and wincing at the pain that arced across his face. the urge to scream or cry overwhelmed him at the scent of blood, but now was not the time for foxglovekiss flashbacks.
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cobwebfern is riverclan’s medicine cat apprentice !
she and berryshine have a semi-closed den policy .
Battle training?
She felt her heart lurch. She guessed battle training was scary, even if she was only practicing with Shadow'Rise. But it would be a different cat one day. A cat with a family; a cat with ones who cared about them. Maybe she wouldn't have to fight anybody, maybe she could just stay at camp. Unless the battle was at camp. Oh gosh she hoped her first battle wasn't at camp. Nothing you can do about that, she thought, then hurried towards her mentor, realizing she just been standing there fully still and it probably looked really weird and dumb and funny.
Lostpaw dragged herself out the apprentice den and yawned. "training?" she echoed sleepily, her fur was a mess and she looked like she had 0 sleep. "oh- oh training! okay let me just-" she then gave her chest and paws a few licks and then groomed her back in a rushed fashion. "okay im coming dovedance!" she looked a bit more awake. her tail up and her eyes wide of wonder of what new things she was gonna learn.
Magpiepaw
She\Apprentice\SC
"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
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Magpiepaw was feeling somewhat drowsy, a feeling that was very unfamiliar to the small apprentice.
Her steps felt heavy and loud as she charged through the snow like a sleepy eagle, her paws outstretched and wobbly.
What was she DOING? What was WRONG with her?
She'd never been so tired in her 5 moons of living, never never never NEVER!
She then found herself staring quite intensely at an orange tabby.
Hmmm... She looked bored, or perhaps boring.
Magpiepaw couldn't really recall their name but their face she remembered. That's because she was spectacular at remembering things and organizing things. She must be the busiest cat in the whole world with all of her stupendous talents!
Well, might as well give this lounging she-cat something to do, right?
Plus, as much as Magpiepaw hated to admit it, she was tired of other cats not taking to her. Like, how could they not talk to her? She was so interesting!
Magpiepaw trotted over to the apprentice, making an in vain attempt to look more lively than she was.
"HEY, YOU!" She crowed, her raspy voice rising above the clearing. "I LIKE YOUR STRIPES.
She absolutely nailed that introduction, it really screamed "confidence".
[SIZE="2"]Well, that was unexpected. Flashpaw
nearly shrieked, but was able to avoid it at the last moment.
With a gasp, she jumped, eyes wide with utter terror. Her
'Loud and Alarming' cat alarm was blaring in her skull, and
she felt her heart racing. With a quivering voice, the poor,
frightened little molly stammered, "Ath- th- thank you."
Her chest heaved quickly like a rodent's, and she stared up at her,
praying her leaf wouldn't blow away. She was scared beyond
words, and she slowly stood up, clasping the leaf tightly in her
jaws. "Ca-Ca- could you... I have to bring this to... I don't...
I'm kind of.. afraid right now." she breathed, stuttering her
words heavily. Great, so much for a good impression. With a
flick of a quivering ear, she ducked her head between her shoulders.
This loud and frightening apprentice had her cornered in her
hidey-hole corner. Well, so much for sitting in a corner. Of
course she'd get cornered in a corner! "Sa- Sor-orry."[
She struggled heavily to speak properly./SIZE]
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Goldfish Is one of Riverclan’s Lionhearts!
She is Open to Apprentice Training and Plot ideas! My Characters' Opinions do Not reflect my Own!
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alec is in the corner. bean is poking me with a stick.
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They were sitting down? He could do that. Shrewstep smiled as he plopped down onto the ground (more daintily than that word suggested, of course) and swirled his tail around behind him to rest against her far shoulder. She seemed quite receptive to physical affection, so he would continue to supply it. If cuddling was reciprocated, it was good fun. Ah, but you´ve warmed my heart with your presence. he purred in response to her comment, leaning a bit closer. And, in fairness, she was nice and warm. Although everycat was nice and warm compared to him, seeing as he was so small and his hair was so short. Not built for leafbare, was Shrewstep. Are you excited for whatever Lynxshade´s plan to deal with Thunderclan is? he asked, eventually, purely for the sake of keeping the conversation rolling. @Shellwhisker
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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
| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Inactive | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
A snort of amusement escaped the young tom as Lynxshade greeted him, offering up a beaming grin in return. Perhaps it was because he was still such a young age at fifteen moons. Maybe it was the fact that other than being a top warrior as a personal goal of sorts - his own work ethic and need to ensure he made his mum proud driving him forward - he had no real dreams of promotions or high rank status. Maybe something else, but whatever the reason, the stocky enforcer never quite got used to being treated as an elite, and he was quick to wave his paw amicably as if to clear away the need to bow in greeting to him. Bows were best reserved for cats who deserved them. Like Hawkster and Dawnstar, mmmhmmm. A simple hey and shoulder bump was always good in his eyes for him, yep yep. Still, this did elevate Lynxie quite a bit in his eyes. He could tell why Dawnstar was willing to listen to her. Between having seen her helping out in the elders' den and now this, it was clear she worked hard for the clan!
"Hey hey! Good to see ya, good to see ya! Were you getting some rests? Oh no! So sorry for dist- inter- getting in the way of that! But! But! Important news. Important news! Mmmhmm. Just got back from patrolling with Hawkster, yeah? Spotted the lynxes. Two of 'em at least. Mum's got a kit with her, all sneaky sneaky. Deadly silent. Almost like a ghost, ya dig? Already reported to Dawnstar, 'course! But! But! Catch this, yeah? Dawnstar? Told me you had your ear up and alert. Had already caught wind of 'em lynxes, yeah? Said you had a plan to deal with 'em? And me? I'm good for the fighting bit. But these things? They big. Like real big, ya dig? And not too good at the thinky thinky parts. Well... I'm not. They probably are, what with not getting into trouble so far," Silverlark snorted, allowing a good natured chortle to escape him before continuing.
"But yous? You must be all genius like, yeah? For Dawnstar to have wanted ins on your plan, yeah? So. So! Let's hear it, yeah? See if we can give these big 'uns a good ol' one two and claim victory!" the tom finished, verdant eyes glinting expectantly as they settled on Lynxshade's own similarly colored hues.
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