RiverClan Territory

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

[ @TawnyNeedsACoffee ]
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Timberspark angrily made his way out of the territory, fur bristled. Oh, he would find Larkstorm. He would tell him he was no longer a kit, but now a warrior. He would inquire him about the wound on Dawnpaw. He would tell him that Dawnpaw wouldn't love him back. ever.
The somali shook his pelt, looking for the brown and creamy tom. He narrowed his eyes once seeing the familiar tom he hated so much under a tree, two mollies walking away from him. Making his way over, he glared up at Larkstorm. "Have you heard Larkstorm? I'm a warrior now." He said coldly, a cold look in his chocolate eyes.
"But i doubt you did, considering you were out here..what? flirting with mollies?'' He snapped, brows furrowed. He would finally be able to snap back.
"I bet you laughed seeing me and Dawnpaw get in trouble with Lionstorm." He sneered, Timberspark huffing. Anger was bubbling up in him again.

"Would you ever hurt Dawnpaw?" He asked suddenly, a blank, cold look in his eyes. It was as if a dark shadow was covering his eyes, brows furrowed together.

LarkStorm looked up as the two mollies started to leave,sighing somewhat- they always have him the same predictable words, the only shecat he had ever met who was interesting and unpredictable was DawnPaw, back when she was a mere kit and himself a very young apprentice it was entertaining too experience what he had witnessed. Yes he will admit his obsession towards her wasn't very appealing but there was something about her that just made him feel emotions- anger,envy,jealousy and All of the above.'She reminds me so much- of my dear sister...''.he thought this in a slightly disgusted way,LarkStorm wasn't sure if his feelings towards the cream molly was attraction or a burning hatred that made him go crazy if he wasn't around her- or maybe it was both but he mustn't let his feelings get in the way of his goal.He shook his head slightly too clear his thoughts, Hearing a farmillar voice he looked up with a weirdly blank expression."Flirting? No, comforting is more like it- and a Warrior Hm? Actually I was there for the ceremony just left early since Beautiful wasn't at the ceremony".Hearing Him he scoffed slightly."No- Pitying DawnPaw for having too be punished for accidentally brushing pelts with you,Did you seriously want your own friend to get in trouble? and then to make her worry about you as well!".he said this in a sad tone, seeing him look so annoyed was a little amusing but more irritating.As TimberSpark gave him a expression he hadn't seen on the tom's face before his own expression harden slightly at his question before he stifled a laugh."Are you talking about that tiny scratch on her face? No I'm afraid that was BubblingBee who did it- apparently she's a friend of LionStorm and well isn't the brightest of the bunch...But...In response to your question...it depends- what exactly do you mean by hurt? Make her cry? Make her beg for my attention? Make her bleed?....Have you ever considered the fact that maybe I already have? Let's face it, if you really thinks out it you know little too nothing about her, Yes she tells you somethings but not the full story...or her secrets...Now as for me- Well, I know her very well, and if she thought about it she knows me as well...".He stood up and leaned slightly forward towards the brown Tom in a low voice."She is pure...in her heart that is...but her mind and actions...now that's a different story..and I do not see a Tom who is prepared too accept his friend fully...I only see a kit hiding behind his mother who's desperately trying too be something he's not...".the words were harsh and cold as they rolled off his tongue before he leaned back a unreadable expression on his face.

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Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

LarkStorm looked up as the two mollies started to leave,sighing somewhat- they always have him the same predictable words, the only shecat he had ever met who was interesting and unpredictable was DawnPaw, back when she was a mere kit and himself a very young apprentice it was entertaining too experience what he had witnessed. Yes he will admit his obsession towards her wasn't very appealing but there was something about her that just made him feel emotions- anger,envy,jealousy and All of the above.'She reminds me so much- of my dear sister...''.he thought this in a slightly disgusted way,LarkStorm wasn't sure if his feelings towards the cream molly was attraction or a burning hatred that made him go crazy if he wasn't around her- or maybe it was both but he mustn't let his feelings get in the way of his goal.He shook his head slightly too clear his thoughts, Hearing a farmillar voice he looked up with a weirdly blank expression."Flirting? No, comforting is more like it- and a Warrior Hm? Actually I was there for the ceremony just left early since Beautiful wasn't at the ceremony".Hearing Him he scoffed slightly."No- Pitying DawnPaw for having too be punished for accidentally brushing pelts with you,Did you seriously want your own friend to get in trouble? and then to make her worry about you as well!".he said this in a sad tone, seeing him look so annoyed was a little amusing but more irritating.As TimberSpark gave him a expression he hadn't seen on the tom's face before his own expression harden slightly at his question before he stifled a laugh."Are you talking about that tiny scratch on her face? No I'm afraid that was BubblingBee who did it- apparently she's a friend of LionStorm and well isn't the brightest of the bunch...But...In response to your question...it depends- what exactly do you mean by hurt? Make her cry? Make her beg for my attention? Make her bleed?....Have you ever considered the fact that maybe I already have? Let's face it, if you really thinks out it you know little too nothing about her, Yes she tells you somethings but not the full story...or her secrets...Now as for me- Well, I know her very well, and if she thought about it she knows me as well...".He stood up and leaned slightly forward towards the brown Tom in a low voice."She is pure...in her heart that is...but her mind and actions...now that's a different story..and I do not see a Tom who is prepared too accept his friend fully...I only see a kit hiding behind his mother who's desperately trying too be something he's not...".the words were harsh and cold as they rolled off his tongue before he leaned back a unreadable expression on his face.

The anger was bubbling into rage, a glint in his eyes. "You're always claiming to know Dawnpaw so well..I doubt you know anything more than her name" He said lowly, eyes widening at bring called a kit. His eyes narrowed into slits once again, tail lashing. "There you go again! If anyone's the kit its you. You don't know when to stop. How many times has Dawnpaw said stop, go away, anf you haven't?" He snorted, pupils thin slits. It felt different to feel this angry. Timberspark didn't give Larkstorm thr chance to talk, speaking after. "Curious to what i see when i look at you? I see a dunghearted tom, who's crushing on an apprentice he barely knows..not to mention you're a bad warrior if you just spend your days claiming to comfort mollies, when we all know you're flirting with them." He said in one breath, inhaling slightly. Larkstorm had no right to protest as what he said was true, it was as clear as day. He flexed his claws into the dirt and out again. He mocked the others movement, leaning forward he.gave a sneer. "And if you truly cared about her at all, you would leave her alone. Don't you get it? She despises you." He told, his words cold and filled with rage.
"But i can't expect you to get that through you're head of course, I bet it's thicker than a boulder." He said in a snarky voice. But that was true wasn't it? Larkstorm would have clearly left, stop being a pest, if he didn't have a thick skull. It made him so angry, so annoyed, it made him want to fight the tom just to prove he was stronger, better, and not a kit. "And are you sure you're not the kit? Sure.... physically you may be a warrior. But personality wise? I
You're just an attention seeking kit who's desperately trying to find love, and isn't gonna get it. Plain and simple." He said with a mocking grin.

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

The anger was bubbling into rage, a glint in his eyes. "You're always claiming to know Dawnpaw so well..I doubt you know anything more than her name" He said lowly, eyes widening at bring called a kit. His eyes narrowed into slits once again, tail lashing. "There you go again! If anyone's the kit its you. You don't know when to stop. How many times has Dawnpaw said stop, go away, anf you haven't?" He snorted, pupils thin slits. It felt different to feel this angry. Timberspark didn't give Larkstorm thr chance to talk, speaking after. "Curious to what i see when i look at you? I see a dunghearted tom, who's crushing on an apprentice he barely knows..not to mention you're a bad warrior if you just spend your days claiming to comfort mollies, when we all know you're flirting with them." He said in one breath, inhaling slightly. Larkstorm had no right to protest as what he said was true, it was as clear as day. He flexed his claws into the dirt and out again. He mocked the others movement, leaning forward he.gave a sneer. "And if you truly cared about her at all, you would leave her alone. Don't you get it? She despises you." He told, his words cold and filled with rage.
"But i can't expect you to get that through you're head of course, I bet it's thicker than a boulder." He said in a snarky voice. But that was true wasn't it? Larkstorm would have clearly left, stop being a pest, if he didn't have a thick skull. It made him so angry, so annoyed, it made him want to fight the tom just to prove he was stronger, better, and not a kit. "And are you sure you're not the kit? Sure.... physically you may be a warrior. But personality wise? I
You're just an attention seeking kit who's desperately trying to find love, and isn't gonna get it. Plain and simple." He said with a mocking grin.

LarkStorm merely narrowed his eyes into a glare,certainly he will admit TimberSpark had gained some guts but the dusty brown and cream Tom found his insults too be weak.He spoke in a low and taunting tone."It's your choice if you refuse to believe me but I knew her long before you did, ask her even, tell her the name 'CreekTongue' and see if that rings any bells for her, I promise you she'll come running to me after that~". His blue eyes dulled and he almost seemed like a different cat, he then spoke in a taunting tone."Yes you've grown but is that really the only insults you know? How pathetic, remember this because I'll only say this once- I am not seeking love- far from it".Saying this he sat back done as if shrugging him off."...Although you tell me I'm desperate for her attention aren't you doing the same? But then again if she claims your just a friend I don't think your gonna get anywhere, surprised she hasn't just shrugged you off and found cats who are more well...her style".As he commented this he had a emotionless smile plastered on his face, he looked the Tom in the eyes.

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Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

LarkStorm merely narrowed his eyes into a glare,certainly he will admit TimberSpark had gained some guts but the dusty brown and cream Tom found his insults too be weak.He spoke in a low and taunting tone."It's your choice if you refuse to believe me but I knew her long before you did, ask her even, tell her the name 'CreekTongue' and see if that rings any bells for her, I promise you she'll come running to me after that~". His blue eyes dulled and he almost seemed like a different cat, he then spoke in a taunting tone."Yes you've grown but is that really the only insults you know? How pathetic, remember this because I'll only say this once- I am not seeking love- far from it".Saying this he sat back done as if shrugging him off."...Although you tell me I'm desperate for her attention aren't you doing the same? But then again if she claims your just a friend I don't think your gonna get anywhere, surprised she hasn't just shrugged you off and found cats who are more well...her style".As he commented this he had a emotionless smile plastered on his face, he looked the Tom in the eyes.

He'd had enough of larkstorms stupidity. He leaned forward, aiming a wack at the older toms head. Timberspark didn't have to take this. Dawnpaw would have to be manipulated to every come to you."

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

He'd had enough of larkstorms stupidity. He leaned forward, aiming a wack at the older toms head. Timberspark didn't have to take this. Dawnpaw would have to be manipulated to every come to you."

LarkStorm moved his head slightly,causing to dodge somewhat, he then spoke in a disappointed tone."DawnPaw is a clever she, like I said tell her the name 'CreekTongue' she will come if she knows what's good for her...".he glared at TimberSpark slightly before his ears perked up hearing a farmillar voice."What are you two doing....?".A cream Molly appeared in front of the two tom's and she looked both concerned and confused, he spoke in a light tone."Well me and your friend here was just talking about CreekTongue and other things...".

DawnPaw decided to go out into the territory to clear her head,as she continued further into the territory she spotted two farmillar toms up ahead, as she approached she spoke in a cautious tone."What are you two doing....?".Hearing LarkStorms reply she felt her heart immeadiately sink and her eyes widen slightly, she stood there stunned for a second before she spoke in a quiet tone."...CreekTongue?....How did you-".Feeling TimberSpark's eyes on her she stopped talking, she glanced back at LarkStorm and studied him for a moment before he spoke in a low tone."...That was the only time I ever saw such fear on your face,sadly it wasn't the best situation so I couldn't...appreciate it..".DawnPaw suddenly realised what he was talking about and she muttered angrily."We will talk about this later... Timber-... Spark...We should probably get back...".Saying this in a slightly uncomfortable tone she gave TimberSpark a pleading look.

[Moon Lily]

Spiritflight wandered slowly through the territory. He shook his pelt out, taking in the Green-leaf air. It seemed so fresh compared to the cold, sharp leaf-bare air from a few moons before. He shook his head, waving away memories, and focusing on the hunt. It had been quite a while since he had hunted on land. He purred, remembering the time his mentor had tried to reach him how to catch voles. He had- to be frank- failed miserably. He trudged on through the undergrowth, careful to not make any noise. A scent drifted up to him. Mouse. He thought immediately, holding his head in its direction. He crouched down, tail down, paws tense. Lucky I'm downwind...otherwise I would fail miserably. AGAIN. He thought, smiling. He crawled closer to the mouse. It was nibbling on a seed, unaware of his presence. Just a little closer...closer... He thought. He tensed his muscles. Then he jumped.

(There we go! Enough time for them to bump into each other!)
@Rosemew

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Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

LarkStorm moved his head slightly,causing to dodge somewhat, he then spoke in a disappointed tone."DawnPaw is a clever she, like I said tell her the name 'CreekTongue' she will come if she knows what's good for her...".he glared at TimberSpark slightly before his ears perked up hearing a farmillar voice."What are you two doing....?".A cream Molly appeared in front of the two tom's and she looked both concerned and confused, he spoke in a light tone."Well me and your friend here was just talking about CreekTongue and other things...".

DawnPaw decided to go out into the territory to clear her head,as she continued further into the territory she spotted two farmillar toms up ahead, as she approached she spoke in a cautious tone."What are you two doing....?".Hearing LarkStorms reply she felt her heart immeadiately sink and her eyes widen slightly, she stood there stunned for a second before she spoke in a quiet tone."...CreekTongue?....How did you-".Feeling TimberSpark's eyes on her she stopped talking, she glanced back at LarkStorm and studied him for a moment before he spoke in a low tone."...That was the only time I ever saw such fear on your face,sadly it wasn't the best situation so I couldn't...appreciate it..".DawnPaw suddenly realised what he was talking about and she muttered angrily."We will talk about this later... Timber-... Spark...We should probably get back...".Saying this in a slightly uncomfortable tone she gave TimberSpark a pleading look.

Timberspark was going to attempt to hit the tom again, but ears perked at the voice. He spun around, narrowing his eyes st Larkstorm. Creektongue? He heard the name earlier, but furrowed his brows seeing Dawnpaw look anxious at the mention of it. He opened his mouth, closing it after. Go? Leave? He wasn't finished with dirtypelt beside him. He was about to protest, but just decided to nod. "Yeah," He began, a dark look in his eyes as he looked back at Larkstorm. "I wouldn't want to interfere with Larkstorms future flirting and flings." He said.

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

Spiritflight wandered slowly through the territory. He shook his pelt out, taking in the Green-leaf air. It seemed so fresh compared to the cold, sharp leaf-bare air from a few moons before. He shook his head, waving away memories, and focusing on the hunt. It had been quite a while since he had hunted on land. He purred, remembering the time his mentor had tried to reach him how to catch voles. He had- to be frank- failed miserably. He trudged on through the undergrowth, careful to not make any noise. A scent drifted up to him. Mouse. He thought immediately, holding his head in its direction. He crouched down, tail down, paws tense. Lucky I'm downwind...otherwise I would fail miserably. AGAIN. He thought, smiling. He crawled closer to the mouse. It was nibbling on a seed, unaware of his presence. Just a little closer...closer... He thought. He tensed his muscles. Then he jumped.

(There we go! Enough time for them to bump into each other!)
@Rosemew

Oakflame was carrying a plump mouse in his mouth, hearing his stomach growl slightly. The brown tabby perked at the scent of another mouse. More prey could never hurt. He shook his pelt, smiling as a cool breeze came by, a change from thr extremely hot weather. Putting the mouse down, he buried it under some dirt and leaves. Following the scent, he crouched down seeing the grey mouse. It was thinner than his previous catch, but it would do. Stalking forward, he leaped forward, groaning as he hit something hard, with a 'conk'. He stumbled back, feeling pain rush through his head, giving another groan. He looked up to see a cat, who ruined his catch! "You messed me up!" He began, squeezing his eyes shut. Opening them, he realized the feline was Spiritflight. And he only now noticed, he was a tad bit larger than his past mentor. "Spiritflight!" He meowed in Surprise.

[Aquilex]

{Open!}

Bloodymoth lazed in the current of the river, allowing the water to cool her burning russet fur. Her eyes, the right one a darker green than the left, were half-closed with drowsiness. Her large fluffy tail swished in the current. To say she was bored was an understatement. She had nothing to do - the fresh-kill pile was stocked, borders marked and this young warrior didn't have an apprentice to train.

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

[CENTER]Timberspark was going to attempt to hit the tom again, but ears perked at the voice. He spun around, narrowing his eyes st Larkstorm. Creektongue? He heard the name earlier, but furrowed his brows seeing Dawnpaw look anxious at the mention of it. He opened his mouth, closing it after. Go? Leave? He wasn't finished with dirtypelt beside him. He was about to protest, but just decided to nod. "Yeah," He began, a dark look in his eyes as he looked back at Larkstorm. "I wouldn't want to interfere with Larkstorms future flirting and flings." He said.

DawnPaw didn't look back at LarkStorm after that,she just kept her gaze carefully on TimberSpark for a moment. The cream Molly knew that either way she couldn't hide this any longer, she heard a hiss echo in her ears and knew CreekTongue was not happy."Timber- We need to talk...".she said quietly as she started padding deep into the territory away from LarkStorm, she felt herself tense up slightly, her views of this Tom changed drastically as hazy memories filtered through her mind."Does he seriously think I will be phased by this?! He's certainly has forgotten how well I train my apprentices...which reminds me the last training session we had was before the move...".her voice echoed slightly in her ears but CreekTongue didn't say anything more and vanished.DawnPaw stopped and nervously looked up to find a confused looking TimberSpark, she spoke softly but quietly."...Uhm...Remember the DarkForest battle?...Where you saw me in the DarkForest? Well I wasn't there just for that I had- been there many many times before...and even now, Uhm-".She was becoming less confident in being able to tell him and somewhat turned around to avoid his eyes."...I- wasn't sure how to tell you back then but- i wasn't who I am now back then...Sadly I always seem to be able to hear CreekTongue speak when I'm awake sometimes-CreekTongue is my Mentor there...I've been training with her since I was 6 moons...Uhm I-I'm sorry that explanation was very scattered all over the place but...I don't think...I want to continue to train there...".She finally looked back at TimberSpark after her very messy and nervous explanation,in simple terms she was trying to say 'I train in the DarkForest and CreekTongue is my mentor- I don't want to do this anymore though- I want to change', but she felt like such a mess with everything that was happening and now this. This was the first time she had looked like a nervous wreck and she merely tried to hide her face by turning it away from TimberSpark."...I'm sorry for not telling you sooner...I just didn't want you to start hating me for it and...I was planning on giving up on the training before I told you but....yeah".Exhaustion,confusion,nervousness and fear were blocking off her thoughts.

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Rosemew

Timberspark was going to attempt to hit the tom again, but ears perked at the voice. He spun around, narrowing his eyes st Larkstorm. Creektongue? He heard the name earlier, but furrowed his brows seeing Dawnpaw look anxious at the mention of it. He opened his mouth, closing it after. Go? Leave? He wasn't finished with dirtypelt beside him. He was about to protest, but just decided to nod. "Yeah," He began, a dark look in his eyes as he looked back at Larkstorm. "I wouldn't want to interfere with Larkstorms future flirting and flings." He said.

Oakflame was carrying a plump mouse in his mouth, hearing his stomach growl slightly. The brown tabby perked at the scent of another mouse. More prey could never hurt. He shook his pelt, smiling as a cool breeze came by, a change from thr extremely hot weather. Putting the mouse down, he buried it under some dirt and leaves. Following the scent, he crouched down seeing the grey mouse. It was thinner than his previous catch, but it would do. Stalking forward, he leaped forward, groaning as he hit something hard, with a 'conk'. He stumbled back, feeling pain rush through his head, giving another groan. He looked up to see a cat, who ruined his catch! "You messed me up!" He began, squeezing his eyes shut. Opening them, he realized the feline was Spiritflight. And he only now noticed, he was a tad bit larger than his past mentor. "Spiritflight!" He meowed in Surprise.

Spiritflight shook out his pelt, slowly coming to his senses. The world seemed to rotate as he shakily stood up, steadying himself. As he stood up, the ground finally settled to stay still. He looked up, right into the face of Oakflame. He widened his eyes in surprise, smoothing his bushed fur. He glanced in the direction of the mouse. Gone. Drat. Well, never mind! He looked back at his former apprentice, smiling. "Hello, Oakflame." He mewed calmly. "Guess we both went for the same catch, huh?" He remarked, "You have gotten taller!" He exclaimed, observing Oakflame's size. And these are the things that make a mentor proud. He thought happily. He wondered for a moment how Oakflame's mentorship was going. Does he feel that pride too?

(Does Oak have an apprentice? I remember him talking abt. One the last time they met, but I don't remember it well...)