Haven Springs - Page 95

**Dolomedes** · #**941** April 24th, 2024, 04:15 PM

Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 17 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”

It was incredibly awkward, but maybe that was just Seabreeze over reading things again. Look, regardless of if he knew that when Riverwhisper invited him on a hunt and that hunt would be with Frostmelt. Not only that but it was at Haven Springs. Man, what a coincidence. If he didn’t know any better, Seabreeze may have thought that Riverwhisper did such a thing on purpose. Well, they have both apologized since then and it wasn’t like it was a huge deal. Well, it was for Seabreeze but who knows. Frostmelt seems to be pretty calm about it, if a bit guilty, which makes Seabreeze feel guilty because he doesn’t want Frostmelt to feel at fault for something that was just the result of the lionheart’s over reacting. But here he was, padding through the familiar terrain on the way to Haven Springs with Frostmelt and Riverwhisper at his sides. Seabreeze took a big inhale of air before letting it go and beginning a conversation as Riverwhisper didn’t seem to be and the lionheart couldn’t handle going another moment in the awkward silence. “So, any reason why you asked us to come with you? Or was it just chance.” Seabreeze spoke, looking towards Riverwhisper’s general direction but the lionheart didn’t have the will to make eye contact with anyone.

[ @forest - Riverwhisper | @Epiales - Frostmelt ]
[ Just a note for future reference! The mention cannot touch any other letters or else it won’t work! Like the parentheses in your mention, that’s why me and Moth didn’t get the notif :3 ]

**Epiales** · #**942** April 25th, 2024, 10:41 AM

Frostmelt
|he/him|purrks: N/A|moons: 17| riverclan warrior|
"Pulvis et umbra sumus," ~ we are dust and shadows

Frost didn't say anything. He believed this was the first time he didn't have words to stumble over. His mouth was clamped shut and his head ached. His sister, that's what happened yesterday... his sister... Frost's breath was quiet but shallow, his chest ached at the idea. He noticed how Sea slowly moved, not looking at anyone. The pain in Frost's chest only deepened, or maybe it hollowed out, he couldn't tell. All he knew was it was tight, and it hurt. He kept walking onwards though, making sure Sea had enough space away from Frost. How could Frost have done that? He couldn't imagine what else he had forgotten, how many people and memories he wouldn't ever know about... He swallowed. Was he being selfish? Only thinking about what he forgot and not that Sea had lost someone, and Frost almost acted like he didn't care. But he did. He swore he did, he would do anything to prove that, but how? The darkness that clouded his mind was not something he wanted to talk through or share with others. But Sea had shared things with him.

he snapped from his thoughts as Sea began to talk, not to him but to Riverwhisper. He stayed quiet still, did they notice he was still there? Hopefully not. But he was there, in plain sight. He kept his head low and simply listened.

[ @forest - Riverwhisper | @Dolomedes - Seab ]

**Mica** · #**943** April 25th, 2024, 01:40 PM

Eaglepaw
RiverClan
she/her | 7 moons | 27/100
[Golden and white tuxedo tabby with green eyes]
Purrks: Dreamwalker, Herbal Knowledge T2
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[Sharkhail - @Fish ]
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Eaglepaw followed Mistyshard eagerly, ready to turn in her cobwebs!

***iliri*** · #**944** April 25th, 2024, 07:38 PM

CORMORANTPAW
she/her | riverclan apprentice | 14 moons
long-furred, smoky-black mackerel tabby with bits of white; yellow eyes
active purrks: prison break - t1 | primal instincts | skip the steps
[ @Fritter @hades. (sorry about the late response; been mentally exhausted as of late) ]

In all her life, she could’ve sworn that she hadn’t ever seen a cat become quite as giddy as Garlicfeather. She couldn’t place her tongue on it, but it was relatively odd seeing someone so pleased to have all members for a patrol around at once. It wasn’t like she encountered the same thing when she had to go on a patrol before with both Sloerush and whatever that other cat’s name was and those two never bothered to show up in the slightest. Either way, the mackerel tabby didn’t bother to intrude her thoughts into it, finding herself intrigued by the tom-cat’s consistent mention of the springs. Was the place really as relaxing as everyone stated? Given that she necessarily never gone to Haven Springs before, she wasn’t certain whether she wanted to believe some of the cat’s assumptions about how relaxing the springs were if she wanted to see it for herself. Going ahead and following Garlicfeather and Fallenwish toward the springs, it wasn’t hard for the apprentice to say that she was surprised at how… pretty the place looked.

She never really thought about her surroundings far too often, not really the type to explore and put herself in unnecessary danger. But, the absolute beauty of the place was the first thing to catch her attention. Not to mention, it was undoubtedly warm by the duo of hot springs that lay within the piece of territory. Her paws itched as she began to explore the springs, already being awfully careful about crossing the worn down twoleg bridge as she made her way towards the area. Whiskers twitching, the molly listened to Garlicfeather’s words as the tom ordered for her to stay near the duo. It wasn’t like she was the type to run off like some other specific apprentices. She wasn’t the kind of cat to just run off without any sort of warning. Even with the uncurling frustration within her gut, the mackerel tabby shook it off as she waved her tail toward the feline. “Don’t worry ‘bout it. I’ll stay close.” She flashed a smug grin before setting off to search for the herb, blessed thistle is what she thought it was. Strange name for a strange-looking herb, she supposed. Wrinkling her nose, the tabby nosed her way through some bushes, finding some prickly-looking stalks that she presumed fit the description of blessed thistle. It's better to stay safe than sorry.

Collecting a couple of the stalks, her tongue instinctively drew back as she carried the bundle of herbs towards Garlicfeather, noting a piece of moss and instinctively using her claws to scrape some to collect a small portion of the green plant. Moss would be useful for cleansing out dirt and blood from wounds and for some nice bedding, right? At least, that was what she thought.

[ +2 blessed thistle | +1 moss ]

**forest** · #**945** April 25th, 2024, 08:14 PM

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~riverwhisper~
he/him | 24 moons | RiverClan
Purrks: Mind Reader
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[tags: @Dolomedes ; @Epiales ]

Riverwhisper flicked his tail. "Guess it was just chance." he said with a shrug. He parted his jaws to taste the air. From what Riverwhisper had seen in camp, the two toms had gotten along pretty well. Not like he was creepily watching them, but you know, just him sitting in camp, in a corner, like usual, and noticing. But he saw that there was awkwardness between them, and they were keeping their distance from each other. Weird.

He caught a whiff of a mouse. He dropped into the hunters crouch, slowly inching forward until the mouse was in sight. He shifted his hindquarters and took one step forward. He leaped, pouncing on the mouse. Riverwhisper killed it with a swift bite to the neck. He lifted his head and put the mouse down, looking at the Lionheart. "So, uh... you and Frostmelt seem to get along pretty well." he said, trying to break the awkward silence. He looked at Seabreeze and then at Frostmelt. Judging by the serious increase in awkwardness in the air (his pelt began to prickle, he could feel it) after he said that, Riverwhisper was pretty sure he had just made it worse.

[+1 mouse]

**Dolomedes** · #**946** April 26th, 2024, 02:21 PM

Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 17 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”

Seabreeze gave a small nod, trying to not betray his guilt or mixed up feelings that he had about Frostmelt show to a stranger and even more so trying to prevent it from performing well while on this hunt. Hunt, Seabreeze feels like he’s been doing that a lot lately, with Frostmelt, Mudsmoke, and now this. So much in such little time, like what happened the last time he went hunting in Haven Springs with Frostmelt. So much went wrong in such little time just because he couldn’t hold himself together once someone mentioned Cloverpaw. Or rather, the lack of knowledge on Cloverpaw was what tipped him off. He shook his pelt out to desperately distract himself from his thoughts and narrowed his eyes out into the terrain, only half hearing Riverwhisper’s comment on his and Frostmelt’s relationship. Ugh, great, this was really the last thing Seabreeze wanted to deal with right now. “Yeah, me and umm, me and Frostmelt are acquaintances more than anything.” The lionheart offered in response. [ D20: 16 | Pass ] Seabreeze finally heard something in the distance so that he could escape from the situation even if only for a small time it took for him to hunt something.

The lionheart motioned towards the noise with his paw to tell Riverwhisper and Frostmelt silently where and what he was doing before Seabreeze went ahead and padded off towards the sound. Once he was closer, Seabreeze dropped down into a crouch and made his way along the earth towards the fluttering of wings in the distance. Then through the reeds he spotted the prey, a seagull seemed to be picking at a lizard that it had under its talon. Seabreeze shifted slowly, making his way to be downwind from the creature before starting to creep forward on careful paws. [ D20: 20 | Major success! ] The lionheart, with practiced ease, crept through the reeds. When he made it into pouncing range, Seabreeze pounced, shifting his weight to his haunches suddenly and shooting forward. The gull hardly had time to squawk before it was under his claws and given a harsh bite. Seabreeze didn’t pull back from the creature though, letting his paws rest on its motionless form as he stared down at the gull with blue eyes.

He really, really, really didn’t want to go back to the group so soon but he needed to otherwise they might get worried. Why did Seabreeze have to ruin things between him and Frostmelt! Why did it even matter? Frostmelt was a cat that he hardly even knew. He was just another warrior just like Duskleaf or Appleberry. Just another warrior, but he was a warrior that forgot his sister and he was a warrior that seemed so genuinely confused at what happened to her. It felt… weird. Something was off with Frostmelt and Seabreeze just couldn’t put his paw down on it. Still, he had a job, and that job wasn’t sitting and over thinking his life’s choices, it was hunting. The lionheart took a moment to bury the seagull nicely before trotting back through the terrain to join up with Frostmelt and Riverwhisper again. Speaking of knowing other cats, Riverwhisper was a cat that the lionheart knew only from being disruptive during a clan meeting and then Seabreeze subsequently having to escort him out of the camp. Other than that Seabreeze had no prior experiences with the tom. The lionheart suddenly felt the need to make sure that this cat wasn’t any sort of trouble maker. It was his duty to make sure he could keep things under control in the camp to help his leader, maybe the meeting incident was a one time thing, maybe not, it would be good for Seabreeze to know which cats he needs to look out for.

Seabreeze returned to the patrol’s side, “I caught a seagull.” There, that was easy enough, Seabreeze was good at giving reports. It wasn’t so emotionally driven, reports of hunting. Either you got something or you didn’t, why couldn’t all things in his life be dealt with so simply. He could hardly stop himself from sighing from such a thought.

[ @forest - Riverwhisper | @Epiales - Frostmelt ]

**hades.** · #**947** April 26th, 2024, 06:49 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by iliri

CORMORANTPAW
she/her | riverclan apprentice | 14 moons
long-furred, smoky-black mackerel tabby with bits of white; yellow eyes
active purrks: prison break - t1 | primal instincts | skip the steps
[ @Fritter @hades. (sorry about the late response; been mentally exhausted as of late) ]

In all her life, she could’ve sworn that she hadn’t ever seen a cat become quite as giddy as Garlicfeather. She couldn’t place her tongue on it, but it was relatively odd seeing someone so pleased to have all members for a patrol around at once. It wasn’t like she encountered the same thing when she had to go on a patrol before with both Sloerush and whatever that other cat’s name was and those two never bothered to show up in the slightest. Either way, the mackerel tabby didn’t bother to intrude her thoughts into it, finding herself intrigued by the tom-cat’s consistent mention of the springs. Was the place really as relaxing as everyone stated? Given that she necessarily never gone to Haven Springs before, she wasn’t certain whether she wanted to believe some of the cat’s assumptions about how relaxing the springs were if she wanted to see it for herself. Going ahead and following Garlicfeather and Fallenwish toward the springs, it wasn’t hard for the apprentice to say that she was surprised at how… pretty the place looked.

She never really thought about her surroundings far too often, not really the type to explore and put herself in unnecessary danger. But, the absolute beauty of the place was the first thing to catch her attention. Not to mention, it was undoubtedly warm by the duo of hot springs that lay within the piece of territory. Her paws itched as she began to explore the springs, already being awfully careful about crossing the worn down twoleg bridge as she made her way towards the area. Whiskers twitching, the molly listened to Garlicfeather’s words as the tom ordered for her to stay near the duo. It wasn’t like she was the type to run off like some other specific apprentices. She wasn’t the kind of cat to just run off without any sort of warning. Even with the uncurling frustration within her gut, the mackerel tabby shook it off as she waved her tail toward the feline. “Don’t worry ‘bout it. I’ll stay close.” She flashed a smug grin before setting off to search for the herb, blessed thistle is what she thought it was. Strange name for a strange-looking herb, she supposed. Wrinkling her nose, the tabby nosed her way through some bushes, finding some prickly-looking stalks that she presumed fit the description of blessed thistle. It's better to stay safe than sorry.

Collecting a couple of the stalks, her tongue instinctively drew back as she carried the bundle of herbs towards Garlicfeather, noting a piece of moss and instinctively using her claws to scrape some to collect a small portion of the green plant. Moss would be useful for cleansing out dirt and blood from wounds and for some nice bedding, right? At least, that was what she thought.

[ +2 blessed thistle | +1 moss ]

[ @Fritter ]

Fallenwish was as glad and Garlicfeather that everyone was on patrol. Now she just had to do her part.

She headed over to a blessed thistle bush and picked out 3. Then she found a clump of moss and took it.
[+3 blessed thistle - +1 moss - i had really good rolls. sorry this is so short, i have to go eat ]

**Fritter** · #**948** April 27th, 2024, 05:26 AM

Garlic Feather
Purrks; Just a scratch| Beefed up tier 2|
He-Him { River Clan } Warrior

Noting the two's herbs he gave a curt nod. Although it wasn't much it was something. And Cormorant had collected some moss too! That'd be a nice extra surprise to throw in with the rest, he offered the two a polite smile before he gathered all of his own herbs up properly in his mouth (as to ensure they didn't fall out) and turned around. 'Let's take all this back to MistyShard, she'll surely be happy to see how much we brought back!' Garlic Feather practically purred the words as he made haste to move away from Haven Springs and back to report what they'd gotten.
[sllightly lazy post

] @hades. @iliri (I'll make a post in riverclan patrols but won't mention you there so that I don't double mention ^^ )

**Epiales** · #**949** April 29th, 2024, 09:15 AM

Frostmelt
|he/him|purrks: N/A|moons: 18| riverclan warrior|
"Pulvis et umbra sumus," ~ we are dust and shadows

Frostmelt wasn't paying attention when River had asked what he did, and he hadn't paid attention when Sea had come back. Did he need to? Patrols were for hunting and gathering, not to talk it up, especially when it came to tension. Uncomfortableness. He knew Sea had apologized earlier, he never blamed the Lionheart for anything, so why was he apologizing? If anything, Frost should. He had been thinking about it the entire time, Sea's sister, that's what he was upset about. He tried hard to think about it, so hard but it made his head hurt and the corners of his eyesight go black, so he would stop. Sea looked just as uncomfortable as Frost felt. Both want to go back to camp. Frost probably doing nothing, and Sea going off to his Lionheart duties and whatnot.

[D20: 18]

He spotted a squirrel. The squirrel was picking at a nut, an easy kill? maybe. He flicked his tail in the direction, telling them he was going for the squirrel. He made his way over before crouching. [D20: 13, clumsy catch] He watched the squirrel who tilted its head back and started to run. Frost attempted to pounce on it, eventually picking up the squirrel. He shook his dirtied pelt, sticks and leaves, as well as dirt, now coated his fur. A few scratches on his pelt but nothing bad as he made his way back to the others. He also dropped the squirrel, still staying quiet. What did he need to say? He then dreamt off a bit again, thinking of Cloverpaw, was it? yes. He thought about it again, she had died. And Frost forgot about it. He forgot about a lot but... has it gotten worse? The corners of his eyes darkened, and his head was ringing. He sort of stared off into the sky, his legs felt weak. His breath quickened. And it was gone. He was back, his legs touching dirt, not falling. The sky was blue, not black.

And with that, he kept with the group, not saying a word.

[ @forest - Riverwhisper | @Dolomedes - Seab ]

**forest** · #**950** April 29th, 2024, 10:24 AM

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~`riverwhisper`~
he/him | 24 moons | RiverClan
Purrks: Mind Reader (Active)
[tags; @Dolomedes ; @Epiales ]
[Carrying: 3/5]
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Riverwhisper turned to Seab. "I, uh... am sorry. That Cloverpaw died. I know she died a while ago, but you know, I'm sorry for your loss." he said, awkwardly shuffling his paws. [D20: 7 | Fail] Riverwhisper opened his jaws to taste the air and didn't scent anything. Weird. With all the noise, some prey must have darted from it's hiding place in terror. He shook his head, lowering himself to the ground. [D20: 6 | Fail] He spotted a mouse scuttling on the ground and pounced, just narrowly missing it. Embarrassed, he licked his chest fur, awkwardly trying to get some of the dirt off. "Sorry 'bout that. I, uh, guess I'm a bit tired. Clumsy." Riverwhisper said, trying to cover up how he'd failed. [D20: 18 |Pass] Riverwhisper scented a starling. Dropping into a hunters crouch and crept forward. [D20: 19 | Near perfect catch!] He pounced, killing it with a quick bite to the neck. Riverwhisper puffed out his chest, proud. He grabbed a couple cobwebs for Mistyshard as well. He smiled.

The silver tom turned his attention to the lionheart as he spoke. "Yeah. I noticed you two were close, that's all. I have a mate, did you know that? Her name is Swanberry and she's having my kits." There. Talking about (or to) Swanberry always made him happy. He smiled and purred at the thought of his mate. He nodded admiringly at Seabreeze's catch. "Nice seagull," he said with awe and approval in his voice. "So, what's it like being a Lionheart?" Riverwhisper queried, trying to make conversation. He glanced towards Frostmelt, who hadn't spoken yet and looked like he might fall over. "Frostmelt? You ok?" he said, sliding towards the scarred gray tom to catch him if he fell.

+1 starling, +2 cobwebs

(wow my motivation just got superpowers)