RavenCloud looks away from Ashclaw then walks to the nursery and sits down near the entrance so she can stop being looked at.
(RavenCloud has anxiety but doesn't show it sometimes, so she usually thinks that other clanmates are thinking about her sometimes.. anyways)
RavenCloud watches cats walk by then wonders stuff..
The young tom basked in the sunlight. It was a nice, warm day today. His dark pelt helped keep him warm throughout the seasons. Moonblaze was pretty much dozing off in the sun.
RavenCloud looks away from Ashclaw then walks to the nursery and sits down near the entrance so she can stop being looked at.
(RavenCloud has anxiety but doesn't show it sometimes, so she usually thinks that other clanmates are thinking about her sometimes.. anyways)
RavenCloud watches cats walk by then wonders stuff..
Flamekit sneaked up on the unsuspecting cat, and pounced "got you Birdsky! feel the rath of Flamestar! "
(OOC: thank you all for your patience! My surgery rotation is eating me alive; I can request an extension if we need it)
Tawnypaw's innocent query as to why Shattervenom wished to avoid crawling into the tunnels had the black-and-white warrior grimacing subtly, brow drawn down and tail snapping to the side. "Going underground is…the tunnels are…" What word to use? Shatter loathed how cramped those spaces were, so poorly suited for a lean lanky frame such as hers. Would it be accurate to admit that the tunnels… freaked her out? She probably should keep that to herself--yet Tawny apparently saw through the facade, as she started chirping encouragement. "...They're not for me. But I'd like to hear more about that vole you caught."
Another playful tap on Tawnypaw's ear, and then Shatter turned her attention to the senior warrior in their group.
As Owlglide explained the insect-trapping properties of spider webs, Shattervenom resisted the urge to shudder. She wasn't an arachnophobe by any stretch of the imagination, and she usually had no qualms about getting dirty… but for some reason, the thought of having her pelt plastered in that infuriatingly sticky silk rubbed her the wrong way. Perhaps because Shatter, like many cats, associated cobwebs with injury, the unpleasant pain of healing and frustration of having to wait to return to full strength.
Gratitude bloomed in their chest at the sight if her fellow warrior collecting a few twigs to scoop the webs for them--avoiding the messiness of their chore altogether. "You are absolutely right… sticks it is."
Meanwhile, Turtlepaw carried on like an adorable little chatterbox. Shattervenom kept one triangular ear pointed in his direction, nodding along when Turtle took a breath to show that she was listening. It was nice when younglings wanted to talk… Shatter preferred to withhold most of her words, even as a kit, and was now forcing herself to act more outgoing in order to bond with their clanmates. "If you find any cool spiders, you should show me," the tall huntress told the boy with a small smile.
Tawny added her own view to the conversation, delighting Shattervenom further. If either of the young apprentices wanted extra training, or of their mentors wanted a break, she thought she'd be happy to work with them both. Turtlepaw oozed enthusiasm, while Tawnypaw shimmered with positivity.
"I like your plan, Tawnypaw. I can be on stick duty, and I'll help gather the cobwebs you collect. Let's go team."
Shattervenom accepted one of the twigs that Owlglide had already brought, and used it to scoop out some cobwebs from the outermost maw of a tunnel facing west. She worked efficiently; whenever she finished with one web-coated stick she fetched another, and kept an eye for her patrol mates if they required more tools. One by one they scrubbed at the tunnels…
Until Shattervenom arrived at one with the weirdest looking fungus she'd seen in her life.
Inky black mushrooms with drippy caps grew in a cluster at the damp, shady edge of a tunnel entrance that seemed as though it hasn't been utilized in moons. The ebony-and-ivory warrior leaned in to study the strange fungi, sniffing at them curiously. They smelled of mildew and old ashes, something velvety, something like rain. So strange…
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Moosedusk :He/Him:
“You did not just touch that- Agh,Heathertail I will never understand how you can just touch bugs,they are so ew” he slightly gagged. Shuddering at the fact that she just simply flicked it away. Moosedusk flicked his paws on the dirt in disgust,even though it didn’t touch him. He hated bugs,Bugs were a little ball of hate that he had kept from kit-hood when he had a tick on his face for about 2 days.
“Yes! I am scared of a caterpillar. It wasn’t little either,it was freaking huge Heather! And Thanm you,very much appreciated. Thank you.” he joked,it was truly a small insect but not to him. He smiled and turned to a small noise,a flicker on movement through the grass,a brown flicker. The shecat slowly started to crawl over and when he got close enough he snapped it in his jaw,stopping when he felt the tang of metallic blood hit his mouth. Instantly spitting it out,the scent still carried throughout the air slightly. He hated it,it was like all he did was smell blood these days. He was only hunting again for Heathertail to be happy and not worry about him,he watched as the hare hit the dirt with a slight thud as he slightly gagged at the taste of blood. He just stared at the grass and dug his claws into the dirt,He was so grateful that he hadn’t been eating. It felt as though even the thought of eating a hare or other prey was disgusting, something he was forced to do to stay alive,not out of joy or hunger .
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|| Heather'Tail giggled as Moose'Dusk expressed his distaste of insects and creepy-crawlies, and she wrinkled her nose as if she were a little kit. The brown, dappled she-cat locked her hazel eyes on the darker brown molly, watching as he pounced on the hare and spat it out on the grass. Heather'Tail tilted her head, confused as to why he seemed to upset? She assumed it must've just been the blood, but why would that make Moosey so bothered? Heather'Tail padded forward, nudging her head up against her mates neck and seemingly melting into his fur.
"You alright, Moosey?"
She asked, a weary look on her face. Heather'Tail only wished for Moose'Dusk to be okay, but it seemed ever since the battle he had been more and more... what? Distant? No, he had always been by Heather'Tails side,, frustrated? Upset? Heather'Tail couldn't tell what was wrong, but she wanted to make it right. Sitting down, the brown molly craned her head to start picking pieces of dirt out of Moose'Dusks fur, with long, raspy licks going down his pelt. Heather'Tail enjoyed cleaning her clan-mates fur, she thought that it was a sign of trust and friendship. Maybe.. maybe something more for Moose'Dusk, though... Hm, Heather'Tail wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. ||
Hearing a sharp hiss, Pinestrike turned away from the crevice she was watching. Without wasting a moment, she dashed towards the snake lunging at her hunting partner, slamming a paw down on its long, wriggling body. She placed her other paw on its head and quickly bit behind it's skull, snapping its spine. "Come on, let's head back," she sighed before picking up the snake and turning back towards the direction of camp.
Padding back into camp, the little she-cat made her way to Fallownose, a snake dangling between her forelegs and dragging on the ground beneath her. She carefully set the snake down and looked up at the deputy. "Hunting was a bit sparse at Adder Rocks. Barkbite caught a mouse, and I caught this snake when it lunged at him," she reported. "There were quite a few snakes sunning themselves on the rocks. Other than that I have nothing notable to report."
The young tom basked in the sunlight. It was a nice, warm day today. His dark pelt helped keep him warm throughout the seasons. Moonblaze was pretty much dozing off in the sun.
"Moonblaze? More like Sunblaze!" Cottonwish joked,not knowing if it was funny.
He always thought that it was easy to make friends. He was wrong. (Just trying to improve my roleplay skills)
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