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"Nice to meet you." Fawnpaw said, smiling up at the warrior. The right side of her face was covered in cobwebs and some juices. "My training is going just fine. My mentor is Nightgaze. I accidentally hurt her during battle training." The brown she-cat said with embarrassment. Inhaling the cold air in again, Fawnpaw smiledz her eyes deep with emotion.
CHESTNUTFALL warrior - thirty-six moons
Getting a better look now at the face of the young Fawnpaw, leaves and cobwebs coating half of it, Chestnutfall feels a prickle of apprehension. His ears perk in concern as she mentions having accidentally implicated her mentor in injury. "I do hope she did not give you that in return," he purrs, half worriedly and half lightheartedly. Nowhere in his belly did he truly believe that any cat in ThunderClan would be capable of harming an apprentice, especially during battle training. No, the wounds must've come from somewhere else.
"What has been your favorite part about your training?" More and more, memories of his own apprenticeship rise to the surface, and Chestnutfall smiles warmly down at Fawnpaw. He can see just how eager she is to learn all she can, soaking in every ounce of knowledge like a leaf with morning dew. "I never much had the coordination nor skill to be a great hunter - so I preferred learning battle moves when I could." It is ironic to consider this, since he is not a preacher for war or violence.
Sunsetslash
12 moons old
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The large black and red tom was bored sure he had feeling really sick lately mostly after eating a fat shrew he found but he didn't think much of it then went over to the prey pile and grabbed something to eat but went from hungry to not hungry and so he walked back to his back to his preferred spot
Then it happened Sunsetslash felt horribly sick then looked at what he threw up it was the shrew and it was a sickly type of green.
he then felt really dizzy and started coughing a lot then sat down still feeling dizzy
|Open for anyone to convince him to go to the Med den|
Tansyjaw wasn't sure WHAT was going around the clan, but an awful lot of the warriors were looking....sickly. Some of them were just a bit green about the gills, and normally she was all in favor of pushing through. After all, if all of the warriors went down, especially with as many kits as there were, the clan would be in big trouble. But Sunsetsplash.....he looked much, much beyond just a little queasy. Like he was about to throw up, or already had. He was of no use in such a state, and Tansyjaw was reasonable. Most of the time. At this point, the best thing was to get him out of the clearing and to the medicine den, before he sickened others.
This thought firmly within her head, the molly made tracks for his spot at the edge of the clearing. Sunsetsplash. Her voice was firm and commanding, as befitting of an elder speaking to a new warrior, and her impressive height and size only added to the effect. You don't look well. Stating the obvious. It wasn't exactly....subtle. Have you been to see Drizzlecloud? She refused to include the Shadowclan-blooded Springpaw in the equation unless absolutely necessary. She was useful, no doubt, but Tansyjaw had no love for the young molly.
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Sunsetslash
12 moons old
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The large black and red tom was bored sure he had feeling really sick lately mostly after eating a fat shrew he found but he didn't think much of it then went over to the prey pile and grabbed something to eat but went from hungry to not hungry and so he walked back to his back to his preferred spot
Then it happened Sunsetslash felt horribly sick then looked at what he threw up it was the shrew and it was a sickly type of green.
he then felt really dizzy and started coughing a lot then sat down still feeling dizzy
|Open for anyone to convince him to go to the Med den|
Sandflower
A sand-colored tabby she-cat with green eyes.
I noticed that Sunsetwhisker was coughing and acting weird in a spot of the clearing. Worried with my clanmate, i approached him. I didn't know him well, but as a warrior my job was to take care of my fellow clanmates! Not only hunt and battle. When i arrived at the spot, i asked him: Sunsetwhisker, are you feeling ok?
I waited for his response, hoping to be a yes.
The calico huffed, that last meeting was a mess. She doubted that most of the volunteers for Cracklekit/paws burial planned to let his body stay in one piece, let alone actually bury him. To be fair, it was hardly in one piece after Bumblestars wrath, yet it didn't sit right with her to speak about desecrating his carcass in front of his sister. Larchflame felt sympathy for Mapleface, the two of them were in similar boats after all, and she once again reminded herself to check on the molly. To add to the chaos, she now had her first apprentice, Treepaw. Speaking of which, it was about time that she jumped on their training, well- their territory knowledge.
It was early morning now, the sun had turned the sky a light pink and the dawn patrol had left not long ago, the two mollies had a lot of ground to cover today, hence the early start. Larchflame got to her paws and called into the apprentice den, sitting back down to wait for her and plan out the twos path.
The apprentice was summoned to the clearing from her newest mentor. The ache on her heart hadn't disappeared left as she drug herself out of the nest and towards Larchflame. Her sullen green eyes looked up at Larchflame as she approached, "Good morning," she half-mumbled. Usually the cheery she-cat would be bouncing off the walls, but today was different. She didn't want anything to do with it.
Sandflower
A sand-colored tabby she-cat with green eyes.
I noticed that Sunsetwhisker was coughing and acting weird in a spot of the clearing. Worried with my clanmate, i approached him. I didn't know him well, but as a warrior my job was to take care of my fellow clanmates! Not only hunt and battle. When i arrived at the spot, i asked him: Sunsetwhisker, are you feeling ok?
I waited for his response, hoping to be a yes.
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Tansyjaw wasn't sure WHAT was going around the clan, but an awful lot of the warriors were looking....sickly. Some of them were just a bit green about the gills, and normally she was all in favor of pushing through. After all, if all of the warriors went down, especially with as many kits as there were, the clan would be in big trouble. But Sunsetsplash.....he looked much, much beyond just a little queasy. Like he was about to throw up, or already had. He was of no use in such a state, and Tansyjaw was reasonable. Most of the time. At this point, the best thing was to get him out of the clearing and to the medicine den, before he sickened others.
This thought firmly within her head, the molly made tracks for his spot at the edge of the clearing. Sunsetsplash. Her voice was firm and commanding, as befitting of an elder speaking to a new warrior, and her impressive height and size only added to the effect. You don't look well. Stating the obvious. It wasn't exactly....subtle. Have you been to see Drizzlecloud? She refused to include the Shadowclan-blooded Springpaw in the equation unless absolutely necessary. She was useful, no doubt, but Tansyjaw had no love for the young molly.
Sunsetslash
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Sunsetslash coughed covering his muzzle with his paw and said through a large coughing fit "I'll be alright and no i havent seen Drizzlecloud, its most likely a cold" He then tried to stop his large black and red body from falling as he tried to stand up again but he was clearly dizzy and just sat back down clearly trying his best to play it off
It had been a little more than a week since she and Lioncrest officially became mates, and Dovefluff couldn't be happier. She had been sleeping better, more smiley, and her steps had been lighter once it had become official that she was finally in a healthy relationship, a 180 turn from her former relationship. She felt good about herself, she felt happy and safe, and she knew that Lioncrest cared for her and she didn't feel like she had to be someone else or stifle who she was to make him like her. As happy as she was with her life as of now, she couldn't help but feel different. She'd been waking up feeling quite nauseous the past two days, and she had been experiencing some discomfort. Settling down, she took a bite from a rather small, weak looking mouse she had picked from the fresh-kill pile. It wasn't the most luxurious meal, but she didn't need much. Just enough to get her by.
Eating it quickly, realizing partway through that her appetite had take a very steep increase, she finished her mouse quickly, and pushed herself to a sitting position, beginning to groom herself. After about 20 minutes, as she became more satisfied with her grooming job, she stood to head to the medicine den to check on Springpaw when a sharp pain in her stomach made her hunch over slightly, wincing in pain. The day wasn't too cold, but she suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of chills, like she was cold but also too warm at the same time. As she lifted her paw to feel her temple, her paw felt heavy and she felt fatigued, as if she had just run from the border to camp. This wasn't what she had been experiencing earlier; this was new, sudden. Letting out a soft grunt, she settling down, wrapping her feathery tail around her side, trying to warm herself but failing. Confusion clouded her gaze, and as she wrapped her tail around her stomach and hind legs, she noticed that her belly stuck out ever so slightly more than it had a week ago, something that only Dovefluff herself could realize. Flushing, she looked down at the ground and shivered slightly as a breeze swept through camp. What on earth was going on with her lately?
@Maro @SunsetWhisker
Either Sunsetslash was a real buffoon, or he was really darn stubborn. Seriously, pretending that he was fine was an insult to her intelligence at this point. It seemed that another warrior had noticed his state of dishevelment as well, and come over to inquire as to his state of health. Tansyjaw was of the opinion that asking if he was 'alright' at this point was a bit daft, he was clearly barely upright let alone patrol-fit. She had no qualms about telling him so. You're clearly not alright. You're barely upright, I'd hate to see you try and hunt in this state. It'd probably be pretty funny, actually, he'd be more likely to collide with a tree than catch any actual prey. She'd give Sandflower a chance to back her up, or else face her wrath. Then they could cart this stupid furball off to the medicine den.
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Roaringcoast
23 Moons || Cream, off-white, and deep ginger cat with blue eyes || They/Them ONLY
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Roaringcoast let’s a small hiss out as they walked around the camp. Itching to go locat something to keep them busy. The first thing that came to mind was a territory inspect or something. Willow’s Rise was already patrolled as well as the other areas of territory that Thunderclan owned. Hm, perhaps Drizzlecloud could use a few more herbs, leafbare was coming around the claw right about now. That sounded like a plan, better than pacing around camp all day.
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Horseshine was walkin out to the clearing where he found Whitefoot a elder basking in the sun trying to soak everything in before he had to go back and get his fur checked for ticks by the apprentices.
'Hey Whitefoot you enjoying your time out here before your first tick checking of the morning haha".Horseshine laughed.
"Yep you got it Horseshine those apprentices do very good though at the checking job havent had a tick on me for more then 1 hour before they came and picked it off"Whitefoot laughed back.
Horseshine would lay down next to him and they would chat about the news they heard about the leader in Riverclan.
"Omg I know I cant belive that the leader died in like the first week its kinda crazy'Horseshine said.
"Ik I hope that whatever happened with them dosent get over here cause I dont think we need that right now".Whitefoot said back.
They would both get up and head back into camp as Whitefoot went to the elders den while Horseshine went to find any food in the pile.
| Larchflame |
( @spookywynds - tysm for offering up Yarrow, I'll set the end date for 10 days from now, just to make sure we have plenty of time (I 100% didn't try and mention your normal username, nooo) )
The calico had far too much on her mind as of late, with her brother missing and everything from the past meeting to the pretty much all-out war with Shadowclan. Plus, there were all the cats falling ill, thank stars she was yet to, but she had to imagine that it wouldn't be long before she caught what was going around the clan and became camp-bound. She shuttered, from what she knew, it was pretty hard to tell what was making everyone sick, which meant it was pretty hard to prevent it. Her mind recalled her most recent visit to the medicine cat den, about half a moon or so ago, and she felt sorry for the two mollies looking after everyone. Perhaps it would be helpful if she offered to go out on a herb run when she gets back..
Back from what? Hunting, of course. With fewer healthy cats there was less prey being caught, and it's difficult to recover from anything if you're starving to death. As the molly made her way over to the entrance she passed by Yarrowcrest, he didn't seem all that busy. "Yo, you up for hunting?" she meowed to him, "I could use some extra paws." That was true, the two would be able to catch more than what she could catch alone. If he didn't want to come, that was fine too, she didn't really care all that much.
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