Foxpaw nodded as she listened. It would help her later if she knew what the warrior was talking about, rather than just charging ahead. "Firefly cove," she repeated. Foxpaw knew where that was. It was her favourite place in the territory, just the name made her spine tingle.
When they reached the meadow, she smiled. In Green- leaf, the rippling blades would be covered with the dancing lights of fireflies. "It's just so poetic," she murmured before shaking her head to clear her thoughts. Scanning the dotting of wildflowers, she spotted a patch of what seemed to be marigolds. They were flowers she had overlooked every time, yet they appeared to be the most important. "Are these it?" She looked over her shoulder back to Whitewolf and Brindlepaw, beckoning them closer. The flowers were gold and frilly, with thin pointed leaves at the base of the plant.
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Foxpaw nodded as she listened. It would help her later if she knew what the warrior was talking about, rather than just charging ahead. "Firefly cove," she repeated. Foxpaw knew where that was. It was her favourite place in the territory, just the name made her spine tingle.
When they reached the meadow, she smiled. In Green- leaf, the rippling blades would be covered with the dancing lights of fireflies. "It's just so poetic," she murmured before shaking her head to clear her thoughts. Scanning the dotting of wildflowers, she spotted a patch of what seemed to be marigolds. They were flowers she had overlooked every time, yet they appeared to be the most important. "Are these it?" She looked over her shoulder back to Whitewolf and Brindlepaw, beckoning them closer. The flowers were gold and frilly, with thin pointed leaves at the base of the plant.
Brindlepaw padded along the cats keeping an ear out in case any prey would come. He stopped and sniffed the patch of flowers, “I don’t know, Whitewolf?” Brindlepaw turned to Whitewolf
Beaming, Lightningstrike thought quietly, not murmering anything. "Hmmm... It was pretty good, but I think what made you stumble is your balence." He licked his dark gray-brown hair thoughtfully, then mewed, "Crouch again and I'll show you"
~Stormpaw~
Stormpaw was pretty sure that all she needed was a few more moments to practice, but she crouched down. She made sure that her crouch looked pretty good before she glanced up at Lightningstrike.
(I was thinking and I think we should move this to a role-playing thread. We don't have to, but I feel like we're role-playing, but not in a role-playing thread.)
Stormpaw was pretty sure that all she needed was a few more moments to practice, but she crouched down. She made sure that her crouch looked pretty good before she glanced up at Lightningstrike.
(I was thinking and I think we should move this to a role-playing thread. We don't have to, but I feel like we're role-playing, but not in a role-playing thread.)
Sure, I'll answer this one and then you can move it somewhere
~Lightningstrike~
Looking at the apprentice, Lightningstrike immedietly noticed a tilt in weight. "Here, it looks as if your leaning to the side to much. Even the slightest bit can still make you fail" He murmered. Nipping the left side, Lightningstrike explained, "Here. You should lean a tiny bit more here." The tabby noticed the annoyed and slightly impatient look on Stormpaw's face and quickly added, "Then you can try again"
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Fernpaw trotted trough the forest, grumbling to him self, why did the kits have to be so annoying and why was it always he who had to take care of the elder's ticks?!
He had been so deep in his thoughts he didn't notice the mouse before he almost stepped on it. He crouched down, focusing on his prey and made a clumsy leap to wards the mouse but it got away. He gave a annoyed hiss. "Some bird most have scared it away!" he muttered. "I would have gotten it otherwise!"
Foxpaw nodded as she listened. It would help her later if she knew what the warrior was talking about, rather than just charging ahead. "Firefly cove," she repeated. Foxpaw knew where that was. It was her favourite place in the territory, just the name made her spine tingle.
When they reached the meadow, she smiled. In Green- leaf, the rippling blades would be covered with the dancing lights of fireflies. "It's just so poetic," she murmured before shaking her head to clear her thoughts. Scanning the dotting of wildflowers, she spotted a patch of what seemed to be marigolds. They were flowers she had overlooked every time, yet they appeared to be the most important. "Are these it?" She looked over her shoulder back to Whitewolf and Brindlepaw, beckoning them closer. The flowers were gold and frilly, with thin pointed leaves at the base of the plant.
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Whitewolf's family was buried at Firefly cove.
She didn't particularly like going there but it was the only place she knew there were marigolds, and if she was going to be of any use to the Medicine Cats (which she thought ThunderClan was about to desperately need) she had to bring back enough for them to use.
"Yes," Whitewolf said to Foxpaw with a nod. "You two grab as many as you can."
Even though she and these two Apprentices would soon return to ThunderClan with three cats' shares of marigolds, Whitewolf was still far from satisfied. She could sense an impending darkness that she'd felt less than a pawful of other times in her life.
There was no silver lining in this storm she sensed; not yet.
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After her resurrection from the Dark Forest, Whitewolf has not been the same. This once loyal and honorable senior Warrior is now back with a vendetta--be aware that any new interactions with her will likely reflect a hostile and/or dangerous mentality.
Please note that Tigerpaw's racist, homophobic, transphobic, and ableist opinions do not reflect my own. Be aware her views are very bigoted before requesting roleplay with her.
For Pheasantflight (Foxpaw) For @I draw war cats (Brindlepaw)
Whitewolf's family was buried at Firefly cove.
She didn't particularly like going there but it was the only place she knew there were marigolds, and if she was going to be of any use to the Medicine Cats (which she thought ThunderClan was about to desperately need) she had to bring back enough for them to use.
"Yes," Whitewolf said to Foxpaw with a nod. "You two grab as many as you can."
Even though she and these two Apprentices would soon return to ThunderClan with three cats' shares of marigolds, Whitewolf was still far from satisfied. She could sense an impending darkness that she'd felt less than a pawful of other times in her life.
There was no silver lining in this storm she sensed; not yet.
Birchpaw nipped off the stems of the marigolds near the flower to hold them better. The life of a medicine cat seemed interesting. Always spending time with herbs and plants, away from the drama of crushes and love, but it would get boring, he assumed, and very stressful with an entire Clan to look after
@Pheasantflight
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Thunderkit stalked out of camp and looked around the forest was huge she had never seen so much trees! Before anycat found her she scampered of to another part of the territory.
Thunderkit padded into the training cave and saw the apprentices and warriors practicing battle moves before running of she looked around for a final time then padded of again.
Re: ThunderClan Territory
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