Windswept Plains
Note: This is a public thread, open to everyone who wishes to use it. It is said that the Windswept Plains were once a majestic sprawling forest, cut down in its prime by the introduction of Twolegs and monsters to the area. Whether that is true.. it's hard to say, but what is known is the plains seem unnatural. Located beside a Thunderpath, the plains are a flattened square where flowers grow abundant along tall grass. Only a few tree stumps near the plain's edge give any indication it was once forested. Though prey is possible to find in this plains, it is very scarce. While often used as a place to socialize and recognized as so, it isn't unheard of for cats to claim the area for themselves to stir up trouble. |
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~burrito walked up to plains enjoying the snow it was something he never got to see and feel~
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➳ Sunchaser Having decided to leave camp after a rather disastrous run-in with a Clanmate might have been the smartest decision Sunchaser had made all day. The young tom mumbled to himself with his eyes focused on his paws, not really taking in the changing scenery around him. He felt stupid and embarrassed and was tempted to just start running further and faster, creating as much distance as he could between himself and ThunderClan. What a wretched place, full of furballs who just wanted to make fun of him daily. Didn’t they want to find love to? Didn’t they want to feel a million little fluttering butterfly wings when conversing with the fabled “one and only”? Or was he the only one with a lick of sense in the entire forest? |
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➳ Sunpoppy 🥀 "Think they got any poppies out here?" Sunpoppy inquired dryly to Hareflood as he kicked up a dusting of snow. The barren landscape didn't have much to offer except physical distance between themselves and everything they hated, and that was acceptable for now. It was easier to dodge duties and slack off when outside the boundaries of the camp, beyond the prying gaze of senior warriors and authority figures desperate for respect. |
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"Do you see any poppies out here?" Hareflood returned, gaze sweeping over the plains. There wasn't much going on here and he was itching to change that - to do something. Clan duties were a boring obligation, and breaking from that and the watchful eyes was a temporary relief. They couldn't see him out here, they didn't know.
Hareflood had followed Sunpopy onto one of the stumps, doing his best to arch his back to make himself look bigger. Stronger, powerful. The world was beneath him now and trembled before him. "Just imagine, one day we'll be above all those losers back at camp." They would be at their mercy - and Hareflood would give them none. He hissed sharply at the sound of pawsteps, bristling his fur when Sunchaser came into sight. Of course he had to show up - why wouldn't he come to steal Sunpoppy away? Hareflood forced his fur to lie flat but did not relax, clumsily stepping down from the stump to sulk sourly as Sunpoppy's attention went to his real friend. The childhood buddy, the one he preferred over the outsider that didn't belong. While the two talked, he withdrew himself, finding leaves from a bush by the edge of the field he could stomp on the ground into a pulp. He could be cool too! Chaser wasn't the only one here who could smash plants into the snow. If only leaves were just as impactful as flowers. It just left a bitter taste in his mouth, and he angrily scuffed snow over the leaves he mangled. [ @spade, @Dipper ] |
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➳ Sunchaser // @BILL. @Dipper |
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➳ Sunpoppy 🥀 Sunpoppy didn't so much as flick an ear at Hareflood's overreaction to Sunchaser's approach, though he noted to tell him to cool it later if they wanted to act like they weren't doing anything wrong out here. It could've been a patrol stumbling upon them, or more likely an authority figure coming to ruin their moon. He could act as though Hareflood's hiss and bristling were problematic, but staring with hollowed eyes and a slouched figure were no less suspicious. |
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It was like Chaser wanted to go down in history as the Most Disliked Cat, Ever.
First, Hareflood didn't like it that Chaser tried to jump near him - the farther away he was, the better! Hareflood didn't need to get Loser Stink on him, no thanks! He couldn't understand why Omenrage tolerated this guy. At first, he was confused as to why they were talking about Kestrelflame. That was, until he registered that Chaser was referring to Sunpoppy's interest in her, and her.. lack of it. What the hell? Hareflood hadn't been aware of the interest and didn't care because frankly, his focus was on Chaser now. And his blood boiled further when Chaser went into RiverClan. "What the hell is wrong with you, dung-dip?" His ears were pulled back, teeth bared angrily. "Being an asshole over Kestrelflame? Really? I thought you were suppose to be Sunpoppy's bestie, but you're no better than everyone else." He straightened up solely to stalk after Omenrage, only pausing briefly to hiss. "And don't you ever talk about RiverClan again. That's not your concern, jerk." And then he was gone, calling after his friend. "Hey, wait up!" [ @Dipper, @spade ;; hare has left the building ] |
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➳ Sunchaser
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// @spade
Darkfire padded silently through the trees, maw lifted to the breeze. He was out hunting, along yet again. Not that he minded all that much, since company often managed to disturb his thoughts and processes, but it would've been nice to have someone...suitable to hunt with once in a while. The last time he'd been out with other cats was on a patrol with Mosswhisper and the older tom's apprentice. That had been...amusing to say the least. If you could call grass snakes amusing. The dark grey tom finally picked something up in the grass. He checked to make sure the sun was in front of him and that he was downwind before approaching. After all, his great bulk often seemed to startle prey away. He crouched, slinking forward like a shadowy mass, and pounced. The mouse's squeak died almost as soon as it was emitted, and he picked it up in his teeth before moving along. As he wandered on, trying to find a place to stash his first, the scent of the mouse in his jaws flooded his sense and he almost didn't notice another warrior slumped in the grass. He topped, long tail twitching back an forth for a bit before he approached. What was his name again? Something with a Sun in it. He padded forward and sat, arching his neck to set down the mouse. "Hey there," he rumbled in his low voice. "What are you doing out here by yourself?" The question could probably be returned Darkfire's way, but then again, at least he was hunting. |
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