The rosy brown Tom looked up, glancing around for a second before seeing Cottonwish. "Oh, hello! How's your day been so far, Cottonwish?" he didn't believe they had spoken before, but he knew the other warrior's name.
"Good,how about you?" She asked,happily
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Rabbiteye sniffed the air for prey. there was a bird pecking about behind a rock a few tail-lengths away. he crouched down, his bellyfur brushing the ground as he crept closer. when he was close enough, Rabbiteye leaped over the rock. the bird slammed into his chest as it tried to fly away. Rabbiteye crashed into the ground and delivere the killing bite.
he buried the body for later an went on looking for more
Rose rabbit smiled. "Oh, I'm pretty regular. The same-old same-old. It's a happy same-old, though." he gave a slightly lopsided shrug. He wasn't making much sense and he knew it; he chuckled as he watched a bird cross the sky above, one huge ear folding over as he looked up. After a second, he turned his head back to the conversation. "Sorry if I don't make much sense. It's just hard to talk normally sometimes." he smiled.
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Rose rabbit smiled. "Oh, I'm pretty regular. The same-old same-old. It's a happy same-old, though." he gave a slightly lopsided shrug. He wasn't making much sense and he knew it; he chuckled as he watched a bird cross the sky above, one huge ear folding over as he looked up. After a second, he turned his head back to the conversation. "Sorry if I don't make much sense. It's just hard to talk normally sometimes." he smiled.
Flight looked at the she-cat. "I said my name. My name is Flight and I was just passing through my little den near the tall pink hairless cats(twolegs) and then about three other cats jumped at me. A male black tom, a female white and black cat, and a gray tom. All would have shredded me if I didn't run. I killed the gray male and lost the other two but they could be looking for me. I understand if you wish not me being in this 'Clan' of yours, even if you are not the one leading it." Flight started turning around when the she-cat voice made her stop and look back. Her left front paw was twisted in a painful way.
Pink hairless cats? The twolegs? Twilightstar did wonder how flight could have thought twolegs anything like cats, they had no tails and Twilightstar's never seen any cat walk upright on their hindlegs like the twolegs did. As Flight carried on with her story, cocked her head when Flight brought up joinining it. The leader doubted that the cats that had pounce on Flight would be causing the clans any trouble. But, should could see a future possibility of her clan having to deal with them if Flight was with them. Flight had killed one of their... members, Twilightstar has seen what revenge would make a cat do.
"So you came here hoping to join a clan, it sounds like you are carrying a lot of trouble, WindClan doesn't need more trouble." She grumbled, eye drawn to Flight's bad leg. "Your situation puts you in a bad position, I don't need my clan dealing with wrathful outsider alongside everything else we're dealing with now. I can offer my medicine cat to look at your wounds, but after that you're going to have to move on." Twilightstar offered cautiously.
Twilightstorm looked up,"Never. I would die for my clan. For my family, no. I will die for windclan. I would do whatever it took. I love this clan. I would die for the cats I know, and even those I do not."
Twilightstar stared long at hard at Twilightstorm before sighing, no longer interested in pushing the matter. "So far your actions have yet to prove your words. You left the clan, no word, to tend to family business apparently, abaonding both your duties and your home." Twilightstar reiterated to make sure Twilightstorm got the point across. "You will have no clan to return to should you make such an error in judgement again. I have no clue what happens to my cats when they just up and leave without telling me or anyone else." Asking permission would have saved all this troubled. "You can return to WindClan, but you can make up for your purposeful absence with at least three pieces of prey."
[Done, make sure that you mention me when fulfill the hunting punishment.]
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Cricketfire || He\Him
Losing everyone one loved would take a powerful toll on anyone. Maybe even send them sinking into a pit of despair, but the lean tomcat was fighting to.... not sink into grief. He knew Miststone was gone. Spottedkit and Sweetkit... they'd been gone since they were babies. But he left Twigpaw. He would never leave again, at least not willingly. His jaws parted as he tasted the air, sitting patiently at the border. Whatever he felt for Frostberry, he would never... ever do that. Miststone was the mother of his kits and the love of his life. But maybe where he had failed was that he had never put his Clan first. Which he regretted wholly. Maybe, just maybe, that was where he could improve. But first, he had to rejoin.
[Cricketfire is not in the missing, if you want to do a rejoining we can, otherwise just simply reapply him to WindClan.]
Albatrossflare’s old bones cracked and popped as he walked, but it was evident his age did not deter him. His pale green eyes were bright, and sinewy muscles rolled beneath a well-groomed, stark-white pelt. He held himself as if he knew what he was worth, and that he was worth everything.
Yet, he was respectful. Albatrossflare sat down, toes barely brushing the WindClan scent line, and curled his long tail over his paws. He ran his tongue over the tips of his protruding lower teeth, and took a long, deep breath, and allowed himself to revel in the warmth of the sun.
He was patient. He could wait. A better life was not far out of grasp. ThunderClan had not been for him, he was certain, now, despite the several seasons he had spent with them. They had always been passive, which would not be a problem in and of itself - to retain passiveness in this world was something to be reveled - but they had grown to refuse to listen to reason. He had tried to help them, and instead of praising him, they had punished him. He wondered if they'd had the chance to get their heads on right in his absence - then again, it was ThunderClan. The bar was on the floor.
And so instead of returning to his birthplace, he had made his way toward WindClan territory. Albatrossflare was one of the few who could remember a time when Twilightstar was not a leader - he could see back to Brightstar, to Blazingstar, to Singenight and even Dapplestar. The moor cats had not always been as stable as they were now, and that was Twilightstar's doing. If ever there was a Clan to help him improve himself, it was WindClan.
So at the border he sat, eyes half-lidded and glazed over in thought, as he waited.
She should be resting, the soft tickle of freshly grown heather felt like barbs brushing along the delicate scratches on her underside. Her muscles ached even though she wasn't moving all that fast and her head pounded, protesting loudly about the strong flowery scent of the purple plant. Twilightstar pushed through her physical discomforts, she needed to be outside of the camp and medicine cat's den. Her legs worked and fresh air would do her well.
After visiting the Sky Glade, pleased to find it free of ShadowClan's pelts and scents, she began making her way towards the outskirts border out of habit. While she walked she noticed a number of rabbits in the territory, she did not disturb any of them as much as her instincts screamed at her to do so. She was no where near hunting condition, Cowpaw had enough on his paws dealing with the warriors who had returned from the battle with ShadowClan. She didn't need to worry him because she passed out or fell over trying to hunt.
On her way there she found some poppy seeds, taking two to ebb the throbbing headache, Twilightstar reminded herself to bring some back to Cowpaw on her way back to camp. As her small paws brushed along the well traveled path, she stooped as the wind brought to her a scent. She still had a few more fox lengths to cover before she reached the outskirts, but she still able to pick up the scent of an outsider. Continuing to move at her simple pace, she parted her maw closer to the border and winced as her ribs poked her nerves with pain. Bypassing the sensation, she found the unknown scent stronger and fresh. It appeared she had company at the border. It would be nice if it was a missing clanmate.
Covering the distant, her green eye landed on an old tom waiting paitencently. On closer inspection, Twilightstar found the cat to be a member of ThunderClan... or former member maybe? She hasn't seen him at any of the Gatherings in sometime. His scent told her that he hadn't visited ThunderClan in a while. "Albatrossflare," Twilightstar greeted the cat curtly while staring at him with curiosity. "What brings you to WindClan?" Normally she'd question him about ThunderClan, but considering his scent it would be a waste of time. The WindClan leader was still a little salty with ThunderClan, yet kept most of her disdain to herself. Albatrossflare was a bit too old for her to be rude too, not to mention she didn't have anything personal with him.
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~Streampelt~
Streampelt had walked out of Riverclan territory that night. He didn’t want to be in the territory for many reasons, but one main reason was because he didn’t want any trouble. He had suggested to Shadowheart to stay on her territory, just to not cause any trouble between the two clans they had left behind. They had met out outside the borders instead.
As the couple reached the Windclan border, Streampelt sat down with a sigh. It was morning now and the change of scenery gave Streampelt hope. They would start a new life. Their new life would start in Windclan. If they were rejected…he didn’t want to think about that now. He just sat there with his mate Shadowheart, waiting patiently for a Windclan cat to pass by. @Nixey @Moonraven
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It felt odd no longer being in Thunderclan, the place she had been raised, and the place she had all around flourished in. Maybe it was the fact that there weren’t as many trees leading into Windclan’s territory, or that she was no longer seeing her few friends there. She’d have to adjust to this new life, and most likely quickly if she wanted to remain. Allowing a breath holding her anxiety to come out, Shadowheart attempted to simply remind herself that she wasn’t alone in this. It wasn’t like she was traversing a new place with no one she knew at her side, that was far from the truth.
Turning her gaze to her companion, Shadowheart couldn’t help but wonder if he was just as nervous as she was. Maybe this had been a mistake, maybe they should’ve stayed in their clans and simply attempted to make it work? No, that never would’ve sufficed. Placing her attention back towards the territory of Windclan, Shadowheart awaited for the same thing he did, hoping it wouldn’t take too long. She wanted to settle in Windclan as quickly as she could.
Two scents mingled together leaving a unpleasant after taste on her pallet. Twilightstar was thoroughly confused as she padded nearer to the border. She shut her maw while her tail gave a mild twitch. The leader breathed in through her nose, disregardng the pinches of pain, and obtained the same weird mixtures of smells. RiverClan, she was well aquiented with them, but the other was a bit harder to make out. Since as she wasn't getting anything hostile out of the scents, she moved closer to the border until her green iris rested on the pair of cats waiting there.
Streampelt explained the RiverClan scent, and Shadowheart was ThunderClan and made sense as to why Twilightstar had a harder time making out her scent. To her RiverClan's fishy scent tended to be a little bit stronger than the other clans. Now then, onto the more important questions like why the strange pair of cats were waiting at her border. She greeted the two with a small nod before asking, "What are you doing here?" Her tone, though polite, was a bit suspicious. WindClan just got finished dealing with ShadowClan, she wasn't all that interested in obtaining more trouble from RiverClan or ThunderClan.
Roserabbit sighed in relief. "That's good! There's no sense in a conversation if nobody can understand each other." He noticed his folded ear and used his paw to flip it back up, embarrassed.
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She should be resting, the soft tickle of freshly grown heather felt like barbs brushing along the delicate scratches on her underside. Her muscles ached even though she wasn't moving all that fast and her head pounded, protesting loudly about the strong flowery scent of the purple plant. Twilightstar pushed through her physical discomforts, she needed to be outside of the camp and medicine cat's den. Her legs worked and fresh air would do her well.
After visiting the Sky Glade, pleased to find it free of ShadowClan's pelts and scents, she began making her way towards the outskirts border out of habit. While she walked she noticed a number of rabbits in the territory, she did not disturb any of them as much as her instincts screamed at her to do so. She was no where near hunting condition, Cowpaw had enough on his paws dealing with the warriors who had returned from the battle with ShadowClan. She didn't need to worry him because she passed out or fell over trying to hunt.
On her way there she found some poppy seeds, taking two to ebb the throbbing headache, Twilightstar reminded herself to bring some back to Cowpaw on her way back to camp. As her small paws brushed along the well traveled path, she stooped as the wind brought to her a scent. She still had a few more fox lengths to cover before she reached the outskirts, but she still able to pick up the scent of an outsider. Continuing to move at her simple pace, she parted her maw closer to the border and winced as her ribs poked her nerves with pain. Bypassing the sensation, she found the unknown scent stronger and fresh. It appeared she had company at the border. It would be nice if it was a missing clanmate.
Covering the distant, her green eye landed on an old tom waiting paitencently. On closer inspection, Twilightstar found the cat to be a member of ThunderClan... or former member maybe? She hasn't seen him at any of the Gatherings in sometime. His scent told her that he hadn't visited ThunderClan in a while. "Albatrossflare," Twilightstar greeted the cat curtly while staring at him with curiosity. "What brings you to WindClan?" Normally she'd question him about ThunderClan, but considering his scent it would be a waste of time. The WindClan leader was still a little salty with ThunderClan, yet kept most of her disdain to herself. Albatrossflare was a bit too old for her to be rude too, not to mention she didn't have anything personal with him.
>Albatrossflare<
Albatrossflare turned his head, and his eyes fell to Twilightstar. A well-practiced smile slid easily over his features, placid and polite. He dipped his head to her as she greeted him. "Twilightstar. A welcome surprise. I hope prey is running well in WindClan." He had been fully expecting to be questioned by a patrol, but WindClan's leader herself was a much more welcome sight. At least he knew she would be reasonable.
"I wish not to waste your time, so I will cut straight to the point: After some time away from the territories, I have come to request to join you in WindClan, should you allow me to. I have enemies in ThunderClan and I fear I would be putting myself in danger should I attempt to return. They were rather unreasonable the last I saw of them; I doubt they have changed since and am wary to show myself there again."
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Whitefeather streched on her nest. She coughed. Maybe she should go to Cowpaw- but no. The poor cat already had a lot on his shoulders. Maybe she could be of some assistance?
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Iḿ so sorry about taking such a long break, I wasn feeling emotionally well, and then made a big move to a new state. I am going to start over with all new characters. All my other cats can be remembered, or talked about, but I will not be using them anymore. If anyone can update me on what happened while I was gone, that would be really helpful, and I love roleplaying with everyone on site.
Pink hairless cats? The twolegs? Twilightstar did wonder how flight could have thought twolegs anything like cats, they had no tails and Twilightstar's never seen any cat walk upright on their hindlegs like the twolegs did. As Flight carried on with her story, cocked her head when Flight brought up joinining it. The leader doubted that the cats that had pounce on Flight would be causing the clans any trouble. But, should could see a future possibility of her clan having to deal with them if Flight was with them. Flight had killed one of their... members, Twilightstar has seen what revenge would make a cat do.
"So you came here hoping to join a clan, it sounds like you are carrying a lot of trouble, WindClan doesn't need more trouble." She grumbled, eye drawn to Flight's bad leg. "Your situation puts you in a bad position, I don't need my clan dealing with wrathful outsider alongside everything else we're dealing with now. I can offer my medicine cat to look at your wounds, but after that you're going to have to move on." Twilightstar offered cautiously.
~~Flight~~
Flight looked back. So she is not accepting me in her Clan. Oh well. I don't care. Then she heard what the she-cat said. She looked at her. WindClan? That was a new word. The leader offered her medicine cat to look at her wounds and then she would have to be on her way. Flight nodded. "I wouldn't mind having my wounds looked at, not sure what a medicine cat is, and I will be on my merry way. I wish not bring your Clan any harm." The white she-cat lowered her head, locking eyes with the WindClan leader. "The rouges I know ran in the direction of the river. It should take them about maybe a day and a half to gain their strength back and get more help. I have about 24 hours before I know that they might be after me again. But they think that I would not go here cause of how easy it is to see around. That should buy me more time. Alright." Flight stood taller, flinching in pain at her twisted foot. "Take me to your medicine cat."
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