OX Emberfang XO
Riverclan warrior | He/she/they | Shadow Fiend [Inactive], Beefed up T1 [Inactive]
That's..nice, at least he hasn't walked away yet which means Ember's on the right path. Oh boy this would take so long. But hey, maybe the question wasn't so stupid and he'll be alright and he'll- uh....oh, yep, they should get out of the way! "Oh, right" right right right right. He snapped back from his mind, skittering walking after Jayfrost as soon as he started to walk towards the edge of the camp. Okay so...they could talk more! This means they could talk more and Jay probably doesn't mind, right??? So, what should they talk about next..uh..probably something that matches what they were talking about before! Like uh...well, he's kinda running out of words regarding the event especially since Jay said he isn't interested! So would continuing to talk about it make him annoyed? Uh, what would Jay like to talk about?? He'd been following him a couple times, yea, but he doesn't want Jay to know that! What would Emberfang realistically know about him if he wasn't?
And then the first thing that came to mind was Garlicfeather. Well they seem close (he hates to admit that) since they talk a lot and they used to be mates or something so maybe he could ask something like uh..."hey..since you and Garlicfeather seem close to each other, so now i'm wondering, what was the thing that made you too close to each other?" he paused for a moment before a feeling of needing to add something on last minute "..Well, i- uh..but you don't really need to answer if you don't want to, but i was just curious...y'know..?" because what if Jay doesn't want to answer and feels uncomfortable around him?? Good impressions matter and...now he waits for the answer? Argh, it feels like every single part of his body was working over time to keep himself from stuttering and breaking down like some sort of unstable den in the rain by now.
Hollytail had been sitting around, practically doing nothing for the past few hours, when he suddenly decided that he was hungry, at that particular moment. He stood up and padded to the fresh kill pile. He had already been eyeing a trout.
He reached out to grab it just as Seabreeze did so as well. He only realized at the last moment.
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 jolted back as suddenly from out of his admittedly tunnel vision another paw came reaching for the same trout that he was. He reared his paw back as they touched out of surprise. The lionheart looked up and met eyes with a cat that he didn't really know all that well. Hollytail, if his limited memory serves him correctly. Blue eyes shifted away from the other feline and Seabreeze took a half step back in embarrassment, "S-sorry." What else should he say? Should he say anything? Probably best just to move on with his day and get something different, "you can, umm, you can have it, no worries. I'll get something else." The lionheart offered as he moved his straying eyes from around camp back to the pile back away from seeing Hollytail's paws. What else, there were plenty of fish on the pile right now though so he didn't have anything to worry about there. The tom reached out for a salmon that had been at the other end of the collection of food just so that the same mistake couldn't happen again.
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Seabreeze is currently one of Riverclan's Lionhearts!
[ Seab is open to giving kit/app lessons || Seab is closed to all RPs currently!
Last edited by Dolomedes; April 28th, 2024 at 11:05 AM.
II She/Her II 25 Moons II RiverClan Warrior II
[ Herbal Knowledge T1 ● The Collector ]
38/50
Spottedstream sat in the clearing of camp, her silver bengal pelt shining as the warrior groomed it. Her blue eyes were relaxed as she stopped grooming to gaze at the sky.
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)
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 jolted back as suddenly from out of his admittedly tunnel vision another paw came reaching for the same trout that he was. He reared his paw back as they touched out of surprise. The lionheart looked up and met eyes with a cat that he didn't really know all that well. Hollytail, if his limited memory serves him correctly. Blue eyes shifted away from the other feline and Seabreeze took a half step back in embarrassment, "S-sorry." What else should he say? Should he say anything? Probably best just to move on with his day and get something different, "you can, umm, you can have it, no worries. I'll get something else." The lionheart offered as he moved his straying eyes from around camp back to the pile back away from seeing Hollytail's paws. What else, there were plenty of fish on the pile right now though so he didn't have anything to worry about there. The tom reached out for a salmon that had been at the other end of the collection of food just so that the same mistake couldn't happen again.
Hollytail looked at Seabreeze, then back down to the trout. "O- oh sorry- I didn't see you were getting that trout . . ." He watched as Seabreeze went for a salmon instead. "You sure you don't want this trout here? I don't mind if you do". He stared off into the distance for a few short moments before shaking his head as if to clear his thoughts.
"Sorry- just thinking about something. So well anyways, how's your day been . . . mines been- well, really unamusing. Nothing really has been happening, other than Birdsnow stepping down and all that stuff"
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Duststar is the current leader of DesertClan! She has a semi-open den policy!
II She/Her II 25 Moons II RiverClan Warrior II
[ Herbal Knowledge T1 ● The Collector ]
38/50
Spottedstream sat in the clearing of camp, her silver bengal pelt shining as the warrior groomed it. Her blue eyes were relaxed as she stopped grooming to gaze at the sky.
[ OPEN ]
Seagullwing came out of the nursery, yawing and stretching. She was sleeping in because, well, it was almost time for her kits to be born and she wanted to at least get some sleep in so she could prepare. She saw the Spottedstream sitting in the clearing. That was her name, right? Spottedstream? The queen really hadn't seen the warrior around before. She padded up to the other cat. "Hi, Spottedstream! It's Spottedstream, right? I'm Seagullwing." Now, what else should she say? "What are you looking at in the sky?" Seagullwing followed her gaze, but didn't see anything.
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Wisppaw is the medicine cat of Darkclan. She has an open den policy. Find her here
RiverClan Warrior ~A beautiful scarred white mollie, pale gray and ginger torbie markings with blue eyes~
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| @ N/A | REACTIONS ARE ENCOURAGED, I ASK THAT YOU DO NOT TALK TO HER UNLESS I HAVE GIVEN PERMISSION | ——————
☘︎ Holy stars, she was tired. With a fresh mouse in her jaws, she enters… As Pebblesplash makes her way into camp, her breaths come heavy and tired, chest heaving as she heads towards the leaders' den. Her blue eyes, filled with a mix of exhaustion and emotion, pause for a moment to glance around camp. A large scar marks her once-perfect throat, a reminder of what she's been through. Her heart sinks as she searches for her daughter, Birdsnow, but she's nowhere to be seen.
☘︎ With each step, memories flood back—her battles, the friendships, the pain of loss. Memories of her past life, of the battles fought and the friendships forged. She thinks of her parents, Silverwing and Shard, whom she never really knew, but whose absence she feels keenly, especially her mother who died in the nursery when she was just a kit. Her sister, Lakebriar, is a bittersweet thought. Pebblesplash loves her deeply, but their relationship is complicated. Despite this, Pebblesplash wishes she could be closer to her, to find solace in their shared bloodline. Pebblesplash wishes her sister was here…
☘︎ SnowLeap, her first love and rescuer, occupies her thoughts as well. She remembers the admiration she felt for him, the warmth that blossomed in her heart whenever she was near him. Snowleap was a beacon of strength and kindness in her life, and she would have done anything to see him happy. She wishes he could be here with her too. RiverClan never quite felt the same without him here… As she moves further into camp, her eyes scan the familiar surroundings, searching for familiar faces. She longs for the company of her friend Nightspark. Late-night chats and shared moments of laughter feel like distant dreams now, but Pebblesplash holds onto the hope of reconnecting with him.
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(Pebblesplash, the dead RiverClan warrior has returned. I ask that people do not interact with her until I post something that is fully open, as I need to get her into the leaders den. With that being said, Reactions are encouraged! Thank you!) ——————
DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan's head lionheart | 27 moons
What in the hell was it with cats that had gone missing ages ago just showing back up at camp? Dusklion had been through this before with three other Clanmates, so as the small head Lionheart stalked up to Pebblesplash, setting herself in between Fades' den and her, she jerked her head in the direction of the exit. "Surprised as a former Lionheart you don't know how to join the proper way," the dark tabby snapped, flicking her tail. "You can't just come back into camp. So get out."
[ Pebblesplash - @Dakotaa ]
[ pebble is being challenged as there has been no rejoining roleplay done! ]
Mistyshard dragged herself out of the medicine cat’s den, frown heavy on her maw. What the hell did Pebblesplash think she was doing?! Just waltzing back into camp like nothing had ever happened? She supposed this meant the former lionheart had been sent back from the dead but she did not care for that right now because she wanted the molly to do a proper rejoining. A frown was evident on the healer’s maw as she stood strong beside Dusklion, offering the dark tabby a curt nod. "I do suggest you listen to Dusklion's words before I have to drag you out of here myself," she murmured with a quirk of her brows.
RiverClan Warrior ~A beautiful scarred white mollie, pale gray and ginger torbie markings with blue eyes~
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☘︎ Holy stars, she was tired. With a fresh mouse in her jaws, she enters… As Pebblesplash makes her way into camp, her breaths come heavy and tired, chest heaving as she heads towards the leaders' den. Her blue eyes, filled with a mix of exhaustion and emotion, pause for a moment to glance around camp. A large scar marks her once-perfect throat, a reminder of what she's been through. Her heart sinks as she searches for her daughter, Birdsnow, but she's nowhere to be seen.
☘︎ With each step, memories flood back—her battles, the friendships, the pain of loss. Memories of her past life, of the battles fought and the friendships forged. She thinks of her parents, Silverwing and Shard, whom she never really knew, but whose absence she feels keenly, especially her mother who died in the nursery when she was just a kit. Her sister, Lakebriar, is a bittersweet thought. Pebblesplash loves her deeply, but their relationship is complicated. Despite this, Pebblesplash wishes she could be closer to her, to find solace in their shared bloodline. Pebblesplash wishes her sister was here…
☘︎ SnowLeap, her first love and rescuer, occupies her thoughts as well. She remembers the admiration she felt for him, the warmth that blossomed in her heart whenever she was near him. Snowleap was a beacon of strength and kindness in her life, and she would have done anything to see him happy. She wishes he could be here with her too. RiverClan never quite felt the same without him here… As she moves further into camp, her eyes scan the familiar surroundings, searching for familiar faces. She longs for the company of her friend Nightspark. Late-night chats and shared moments of laughter feel like distant dreams now, but Pebblesplash holds onto the hope of reconnecting with him.
☘︎ As she finally reaches the den, her pawsteps slow, body weary from the journey back from the beyond. She takes a moment to gather herself, her gaze lingering on the camp she once knew so well, now feeling both familiar and foreign. In this moment of solitude, Pebblesplash whispers to herself before entering, "I'm back...”
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(Pebblesplash, the dead RiverClan warrior has returned. I ask that people do not interact with her until she leaves the leaders den, as I need to get her into the leaders den. Unless given permission, Reactions are encouraged, however! Thank you!) ——————
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.”
The all too familiar ‘not right’ hit the breeze and had the lionheart jumping to his paws in a moment. Too many times has he dealt with outsiders and now the scent was in his camp. Seabreeze almost wanted to believe it was his mind playing tricks on him but it was too strong to be a ghost of a past memory resurfacing in his time of rest. And sure enough as he raced out of the warriors den, his eyes sweeping through the cats around the clearing before landing on one heading for the leaders den, the outsider who he doesn’t recognize and the cat with that stench coming off of them strongly. Was it one of the outsiders that had attacked his leader before? Coming so boldly to try and finish the job?! Seabreeze growled.
Dusklion had beat him to addressing the outsider and her words confused him greatly. The tom took a place at head lionheart’s side, watching the outsider through narrowed eyes. His claws dug into the earth beneath him. An ex lionheart? Mistyshard was there too now. Whatever chance this so called ex lionheart wanted at getting back into this clan was slim to nothing now. With the warning from both Dusklion and Mistyshard he felt any of his would be over kill. Still though, “I can be an escort as well.”
☘︎ Pebblesplash dips her head out of respect for the head lionheart and who she believes was the new medicine cat… Although she shows her respect, she doesn’t step back. Deep breaths show that she is exhausted and needed rest, it was rather obvious that she couldn’t breathe properly… “I Admire your dedication to guard RiverClan, however, I simply cannot turn back. You can watch me as you please, but due to my resurrection giving me what I believe to be a permanent ailment with my breathing, I’m far too out of breath to turn back. And besides, I never went missing from RiverClan, I died. I didn’t choose to leave and I wasn’t even alive outside the territory. I need to speak to the leader and then, I need to rest.” She was stern yet passive. If they clawed her ears off, she’d live. The fresh mouse remains in her jaws as she speaks, causing her voice to sound muffled…
☘︎ “Don’t need to be so aggressive, young one,” Pebblesplash turns to Seabreeze… “If you smell, there is a hint of RiverClan on my fur. I’m surprised it’s still there, as I’ve been buried for moons…” she calmly sat to catch her breath. No wonder she didn’t wait. She finally places the mouse at her paws. “Ah… Since I’m being held up… Is nightspark still around? My daughter, Birdsnow…?” Death must’ve put bees in her brain. She was far too calm for this.
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