Cattail Pond

[Fawn]

Originally Posted by BEAR.

As Beachpaw went for his side, paws flailing - Wolfhive allowed them to connect. He stumbled on his paws, mock-hissing in Beachpaw's direction as he lost his balance and tumbled onto the ground.

From there, he aimed a few kicks toward Beachpaw - hoping to catch them off guard.

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Beachpaw -

The kicks were met with a whirlwind of forelegs battering at the fallen Wolfhive -- a literal catfight. "Take that! And that!" They were making just as much noise as Wolfhive, probably a whole soundtrack to the less-than-serious battle they were engaged in. There was hissing, growling, spitting, and everything in between. Beachpaw was the symphony of an entire Clan.

[BEAR.]

"Eek!" Wolfhive did his best giant-rabbit impression as Beachpaw pummeled him. He shuffled to move away drom some of the strikes, in favor of twisting to send a (slightly firmer) kick in Beachpaw's direction. Big Bunny was hoping to catch them in the underside!

[ @Fawn ]

[Forgetfulshape]

A silhouette of a small cat concealed itself behind some trees. The scent of outsider came from this silhouette. It almost seemed to be on a journey of sorts- or lost. Then, the silhouette stepped out and towards the pond. "...This pond is bigger than the one over by my house... hm, where even am I? I've completely gotten myself lost, and my hooman might be back by now... oh dear." The cat was a black-and-white she-cat with blue eyes, her voice sounded worried as she turned around and went to leave in confusion. Ashenheart had been sat by the pond, her tail in the water, when she saw the outsider.
"Hm, a lost one. I'd better direct her to the outskirts." She got up and began padding towards the kittypet, who had stopped walking and was frozen in fear.
"...Is that a lynx..? Or... I'd better be careful..." the kittypet mumbled, before a voice piped up behind her.
"Excuse me, little one, but you seem lost. You've wandered onto Thunderclan territory. Where are you looking for?" Ashenheart asked the young cat politely.
"Oh, I'm just trying to get home. Its a huge mansion in the outskirts, has a pond a bit smaller than this one near it, usually has a green 'moving-box' in the shutter-door-room..." the cat began to explain.
"What is a 'moving-box'? Is that your term for what we clan cats call a monster? And is a shutter-door-room basically some sort of small den for the monster?" Ashenheart asked in slight confusion. All these odd words...
"Pretty much. I-If you could direct me to the outskirts I'd appreciate it." The kittypet meowed in reply. Ashenheart led the kittypet to where the outskirts border was and just smiled.
"Heres the outskirts. Hopefully you find your way back eventually." She purred.
"Thank you, ma'am." The kittypet meowed in response before padding off. Ashenheart went back to beside the pond and lay down again.

[Bean]

Originally Posted by dino.

Bumblestar rolled her eyes. A million other things she could be doing and she was forced to deal with some delusional kid who genuinely thought he could take her on. "Shut up 'n just let me take you back-"

He lunged before she could finish. "Or not." He started with the most basic move, one that left him open to a plethora of damaging retaliation - but like she'd said, she wasn't in the mood to get blood on her paws today.

She side-stepped easily and threw out a forepaw, cracking him across the side of the head and sending him tumbling away from her. It wouldn't be hard enough to seriously injure him, but it might leave a bit of a bruise. "Keep it up 'n see what happens," she grunted. "Last warning. I don't wanna kill anybody today, but I'm not above it if you decide you really want me to."

[ @Breaking Dawn ]

[feel free to knock him out in your next post so he can get dragged to the border also sorry for crappy post]

Rainpaw
He/They - 14 Moons - RiverClan

Ah drat. Who knew the apprentice whith zero training wasn't going to win? Rainpaw snarled as he got up, pain pulsing in his side. "Then furbs will really kill you," he stated as he leaped at bumblestar again. What else could he do? They didn't know anything battle related, so that was the only thing he could know to do. But he was bold this time, leaping for the throat.

[dino.]

Originally Posted by Bean

[feel free to knock him out in your next post so he can get dragged to the border also sorry for crappy post]

Rainpaw
He/They - 14 Moons - RiverClan

Ah drat. Who knew the apprentice whith zero training wasn't going to win? Rainpaw snarled as he got up, pain pulsing in his side. "Then furbs will really kill you," he stated as he leaped at bumblestar again. What else could he do? They didn't know anything battle related, so that was the only thing he could know to do. But he was bold this time, leaping for the throat.

Confusion made her grip slacken, giving Rainpaw just enough time to scramble. "What the hell is a furbs?"

He was leaping again. Did this cat only know one move? He almost wasn't worth the effort of killing, but she'd warned him twice now and wasn't about to waste her breath on a third. She reared back to meet him, snaking forward to protect her throat and sink her fangs into his shoulder, then brutally slam him head-first into the ground. Maybe it would be enough force to put him out of his misery like she had with Beansprout when she'd split the former leader's skull open; if not, it would be hard enough to knock him out cold.

[Bean]

Rainpaw
He/They - 14 Moons - RiverClan

Of course Bumblebutt would meet his attack. He let out a yowl of pain as teeth sunk into his shoulder. He barely had time to realize what bumblestar was doing before his head banged the ground. Blood dripped from the side of his head, only the rise and fall of his chest indicating that he was alive. I'll kill you next time Rainpaw thought as the darkness overtook him

[short post, Mistyshard should be the cat picking him up at the border !! @dino. ]

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 35 Moons
Bilingual T2 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Beefed up T3

Cobwebs and marigold with Lightningpaw and Sprucejumper! If Mudhound was more wordy then they could make like a poem out of that! Buuuut they werent, they were just a happy hornet leading the duo to the pond, talking as they did.
"Sooooo Lightningpaw kiddo youre my sisters apprentice right? That makes Sprucey here your kinda cousin (kinda) as he was my apprentice! Now I only have Swanpaw and Leafpaw." And they were less close then Sprucejumper was to their mentor but that was besides the point. "How are you doing on your training? I was gonna run a hunting training session with Swanpaw soon and Im totally happy to add you if you wanna join? Sprucejumper can tell you Im a good hunting teacher I- Oh flowers! I think thats marigold!"


The pond was a riot of color around the edge, all pretty and everything in the very early spring air so the issue was less finding the blooms and finding which blooms were the right ones. But Mudhound was right at least and the three flowers they picked were indeed the right ones, bright orange and herby smelling.


@Fish @Alchemist Kitsune

[Fish]

Lightningpaw
Prissy ⋆ Bratty ⋆ Self serving ⋆ Neutral
“No it's ok, I’ll wait for you to kiss my paws.”
@Rani @Alchemist Kitsune

"Yeah thats right! Oh Sprucey was your apprentice huh? Cousins? And since you have those cats as apprentices then that means I have three in total now." She totally knew how familial bonds worked, trust. "My mentor has been a bit busy so it been slow going but that's fine with me. Hunting sounds like it could be nice to learn but ugh I'm not going anywhere near water, do you know how long it takes to get my white patches looking pristine after getting in it?" Lightningpaw wasn't vain at all, she was just the prettiest and had to stay that way is all~

Right flowers and cobwebs. She would love to put flowers in her fur but then she didn't know what were all they healy ones and didn't want some grumpy warrior breathing down her neck about that. What was it they needed again.. Something gold? Gold was a deep orange color right? Lightningpaw started to wonders off to find the herbs.

1d20: 18 1d4: 3

With luck Lightningpaw was able to find a beautiful patch of marigolds. Oh what luck. She dug three of them up not knowing what part was the most important part. Did they use the roots? They were so tiny. Don't tell her she got her paws dirty for no reason...

1d20: 15 1d4: 2

Lightningpaw soon found a big mess of cobwebs but unfortunately was only able to gather about two bundles of herbs before she had to pad off


"Alright I got all I can carry, can we go now?" Lightningpaw called out as she tried to find her group again. She wondered if her mentor would be proud of her.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

| Sprucejumper |
Kitty Softpaws - Active | Ultimate Predator - Inactive | Agatha Kitty - Active

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Silent paws followed after The Boulder and the paw that accompanied them, the brown feline that led them appointing themselves as the small talk expert as well. The former kittypet found no problem with this turn of events, if anything considering this the superior option. He'd never held issue with his former mentor's tangents, finding them agreeable. It was hard to find anything to dislike with the undeniably kind and easy going hornet. Admittedly, a brow was quirked at the suggestion that him and Lightning could be considered cousins, giddily - mentally, the tom had never been one to vocally or physically show his delight - enjoying the untold admission that they saw themselves as much as his parent as he felt them to be as well... but not quite relishing the idea of this including extra family. Such as Angry. The idea of being related to Angry was quite frankly even more terrifying than just being allowed to exist around the leader in the first place.

Merely nodding along in agreement when The Boulder mentioned his ability to attest to their competence as a hunting teacher, Sprucejumper was spared having to verbally respond as the three legged cat soon got distracted... or rather focused? They were here for flowers, after all. Flowers and... cobwebs, if he wasn't mistaken. Considering the vast amount of marigold The Boulder had already obtained, he found himself nodding, bounding off on his own. There were no huge amount of trees in this watery region as he was used to, but there were trees all the same. If he had to guess, most of the spiders would be building their nests up on the branches in an attempt to avoid the moisture that was already beginning to cling to his pelt the longer he lingered in this place.

Climbing around from tree to tree, jumping from one branch to the next as he kept his eyes opened for any glimmer that might tattle on the home of any one of the eight legged silk weavers, the Havana Brown mix soon found it. A large web. Huge, really. The bugs in this area had to be enormous, considering the massive size of that web, spanning entirely among two wide apart branches. While he wasn't about to test his theory, the apprentice aged warrior was fairly certain the thin, stringy structure was bigger than his head.

Emerald eyes blinking emotionlessly at the admittedly larger than he cared for spider standing still on its web, the young warrior turned his attention elsewhere, looking up at the many branches the tree offered. With it being the growing season - most certainly it felt like if life had just restarted after the bleakness of winter - most of the branches in the tree were still green. Fresh. Well attached to the limbs. And yet he could spot them, here and there. The remains of the season prior, looking shabby and defeated in comparison, even as new leaves sprouted through them. Turning from the web, Sprucejumper, living up to his warrior name, leaped upwards, gaze fixed on a thick, brittle looking offshoot of a branch that seemed like it would be easy to break off.

His judgement accurate - his knowledge of herbs subpar at best, but apt when it came to the fortitude of wood and its weight carrying capacity - the branch almost snapped like a twig as soon as his teeth grasped securely around it, taking only the most miniscule of head motions to release it from the tree. Content with his find, the chocolate point headed back towards the web, finding the spider still there. With careful aim, the tilted his head, the branch pointed towards the spider... and he jabbed! It took only one strike, and the young tom almost sneered, taking note of how the creature was no longer clinging on his prize. Almost. It was quite a sobering realization when his eyes caught movement at the end of the branch and he noticed a now irritated spider getting ready to crawl all the way to his face for an attack.

Terror taking over as the creature began its climb, Sprucejumper panicked, smacking the branch directly on the one he was standing on, the brittleness of it gratefully sending a huge portion flying to the air with the spider still attached to it. Breathing hard as he felt his blood pressure slowly lessen, he let out a sigh of relief only after he had properly felt his face with his forepaw, ensuring no other limbs were crawling around on it. Despite the branch no longer being the same size, it was still more than enough to wrap the entirety of the web around it, providing a well portioned sheet that would no doubt be capable of wrapping up more than a single injury. No clue how many. He wasn't a herb cat. But it was still more than evident to him that it should be of some use to the ones who knew how to use this.

Mouth clamped tightly on the thick branch, the tom descended, joining up with his two patrolmates once more. As much as he disliked the taste of the wood on his tongue, he could admit to preferring it to having to make small talk with Lightning as she asked if they could return already. The young warrior was uncertain what the rush was, having never been very fond of being cooped up in camp all that much himself for the many moons he had retained his paw moniker but decided it wasn't his place to question it. This was Angry's apprentice, after all. Who knew what went on through her mind. Instead, he merely blinked in The Boulder's direction, knowing full well he would be able to carry naught else. Hopefully the size of the web would be to the herb cat's liking. If not, he supposed he could always head on out for more herbs if she wished. It wasn't exactly like he had much else going on today, in any case.

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| +1 Cobweb Sheet |

@Rani [Mudhound] | @Fish [Lightningpaw]

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 35 Moons
Bilingual T2 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Beefed up T3

For all Mudhound loved Sprucejumper (as showcased by how they bumped against the tom affectionately whenever he came within reaching distance) it was kinda nice to have another chatty cat!
"Yep yep! You got a lotta apprentice family now, including Woofie though he might disown you if you call him that or tell him I did hehe! Its gonna keep growing too, I know where my skills lay and its in training most of all! Bumble-sis jokes that my size is wasted on me 'cus I dont have the heart to be a bully in battle so while I seem to shape up more then enough to be a hornet I mainly pull my weight there~"
That was true for the most part, Mudhound could do serious damage in a fight and was terrifying by size and strength alone but shied away from battle unless really necessary which was less then Bumblestar wanted, so stuck to strengths. Which was their frankly bizarre hunting methods and technical knowledge that meshed well with teaching the younger cats.


Which lead in well to the next idea.

"Oooh I can grab you later today after this patrol once Ive found Swanpaw and we can get some hunting training done then! And no water I promise! I dont like it either and while I like mud I think Lioncrest would chew off my ears if I brought Swanpaw back all dirty for him to clean~ So no mud!"
The tripods head moved to track their grown up kids flight along the tree tops, flinching when it seemed like he'd fall and cheering once he got the giant spider web, which might be even bigger then five of the little bundles cats usually collected!


Snagging a fourth marigold from the many flowers the hornet padded over, cleaning Sprucejumper of the little spatterings of cobwebs that had been littered across his pelt by his flight through the trees, knowing he preferred to be tidy, and formed one bundle of their own from the mess and grinned, happily declaring.
"Alrighty nice work everyone I think we're done! We can go back now yep, dont worry about reporting Ill do that quick and get everything sorted~ Nice hustle!"

A hustle that felt increasingly more necessary as a strange scent wafted through the air. It wasnt one Mudhound recognized and it was faint, but it felt like a predator even if it wasnt identifiable. There was a heavy weight in the air, once that spiked the hornets fur and even as the birds still sung and the sun still shined their tone had taken a wary dip as they gave a "Lets get going quick." and guided the two out fast, tension easing as distance was put.
That was weird.



[4 marigold 1 cobweb]

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