ThunderClan Territory

[Robin feather]

Juniperpaw

He crouched down, carefully keeping his balance even. The apprentice slowly stalked forward and when he was ready, pounced at his mentor, springing off his hind legs and leaping through the air.

{ @Ravensong }

[Pitou]

**Blackfir**

@Robin feather

It wasn’t long before Juniperpaw made his move. His crouch and stalk were clean, as much as he expected after their work on hunting then he pounced. The firm was correct and Blackfir had little to make note of or correct; for the most part he’d expected all of that. He believed in starting a lesson and ending a lesson on a positive note so reviewing things they’d already worked on but in a different setting seemed like a good place to begin.

He stepped to the side at the last moment, letting the apprentice’s paws just graze his pelt, but he stuck a paw out to be ready to assist in Juniperpaw’s balance if he landed awkwardly; it took some experience to adjust one’s expectation midair from landing on an opponent to landing on ground. Though that was also the purpose of a training area with soft ground, some falls were expected. ”That was beautifully done. Your crouch and pounce are coming along and the pounce was on target. Unfortunately, it’ll be a rare time when such a frontal attack will land effectively. So let’s add some steps in. You’ll have less time to set up your pounce in the heat of battle. Do exactly what you did there but start it off with a quick jump to the side then immediately come at me. That’ll help get you quicker on your paws and can disorient some opponents in just coming at them from a new angle.”

[Spotty]

Jay
[Open to one or multiple Thunderclan cats. Keep in mind that this is at the edge of the Thunderclan territory and Jay is being very unhostile]

His pawsteps were careful as the young cat made his way through the trees. he liked how peaceful this was all was, even if the air was filled to the brim with prey scents despite the fact that it was getting later in the year. But Jay wasn't here to hunt. He hardly knew how to, and it took a lot of effort and focus and many tries until he lucked out, and he didn't have the energy to start trying in a place he was so unfamiliar with.

But he still liked this clam place quite a lot, and the thick scent from the oaks too. Had it been earlier in the year he would have tried to pick a few oakleaves to take back and maybe dry or test, but they were brown and soft now, not fresh and green like he wanted them to be. But he still came across another white Flyflower, which he bent down to scent.

[To clarify; Flyflower is what Jay calls Yarrow]

[SplashyLumi]

Originally Posted by Flea

Jay
[Open to one or multiple Thunderclan cats. Keep in mind that this is at the edge of the Thunderclan territory and Jay is being very unhostile]

His pawsteps were careful as the young cat made his way through the trees. he liked how peaceful this was all was, even if the air was filled to the brim with prey scents despite the fact that it was getting later in the year. But Jay wasn't here to hunt. He hardly knew how to, and it took a lot of effort and focus and many tries until he lucked out, and he didn't have the energy to start trying in a place he was so unfamiliar with.

But he still liked this clam place quite a lot, and the thick scent from the oaks too. Had it been earlier in the year he would have tried to pick a few oakleaves to take back and maybe dry or test, but they were brown and soft now, not fresh and green like he wanted them to be. But he still came across another white Flyflower, which he bent down to scent.

[To clarify; Flyflower is what Jay calls Yarrow]

Vineglow stood there. “Who are you?!” the black tabby hissed.

[Faith.]

Originally Posted by Flea

Jay
[Open to one or multiple Thunderclan cats. Keep in mind that this is at the edge of the Thunderclan territory and Jay is being very unhostile]

His pawsteps were careful as the young cat made his way through the trees. he liked how peaceful this was all was, even if the air was filled to the brim with prey scents despite the fact that it was getting later in the year. But Jay wasn't here to hunt. He hardly knew how to, and it took a lot of effort and focus and many tries until he lucked out, and he didn't have the energy to start trying in a place he was so unfamiliar with.

But he still liked this clam place quite a lot, and the thick scent from the oaks too. Had it been earlier in the year he would have tried to pick a few oakleaves to take back and maybe dry or test, but they were brown and soft now, not fresh and green like he wanted them to be. But he still came across another white Flyflower, which he bent down to scent.

[To clarify; Flyflower is what Jay calls Yarrow]

Redpaw was doing what he did all the time: sneaking away from camp. He bounded towards the border, ready to leap into his tree hollow. He was about to jump, when he smelled an unfamiliar cat. What? Non-ThunderClan cats shouldn't be anywhere near his territory! The red tom bristled his fur and leaped in front of the strange cat. He was... Smelling flowers? His fur flattened in confusion. Who smells flowers while trespassing?? Or almost trespassing?? Redpaw glared at the trespasser. "What are you doing?" At the same moment, Vineglow challenged the trespasser. Redpaw nodded a small greeting. He hadn't noticed her there!
@SplashyLumi oops we replied at same time lol)))
Redpaw's a bully btw)))

[gravekeeper.]

Originally Posted by Flea

Jay
[Open to one or multiple Thunderclan cats. Keep in mind that this is at the edge of the Thunderclan territory and Jay is being very unhostile]

His pawsteps were careful as the young cat made his way through the trees. he liked how peaceful this was all was, even if the air was filled to the brim with prey scents despite the fact that it was getting later in the year. But Jay wasn't here to hunt. He hardly knew how to, and it took a lot of effort and focus and many tries until he lucked out, and he didn't have the energy to start trying in a place he was so unfamiliar with.

But he still liked this clam place quite a lot, and the thick scent from the oaks too. Had it been earlier in the year he would have tried to pick a few oakleaves to take back and maybe dry or test, but they were brown and soft now, not fresh and green like he wanted them to be. But he still came across another white Flyflower, which he bent down to scent.

[To clarify; Flyflower is what Jay calls Yarrow]

Darkpetal was taking a walk outside of camp and noticed a loner sniffing flowers. They were trespassing but it seemed like Vineglow and Redpaw were dealing with it. “Excuse me,” he asked the outsider,”But why are you in ThunderClan territory?”
@SplashyLumi @Shinestripe

[Spotty]

Jay
@SpookyCloud the Pumpkin @SplashyLumi @Shinestripe

Suddenly the calmness was broken but paw steps coming toward him, and Jay looked up, his evening blue gaze meeting the other cat's. He... hadn't expected company, nor did he particularly desire to, as social interactions tended to be... less than enjoyable, most of the time. It also very rarely helped when the cat he was supposed to interact with was hissing and snarling at him for no apparent rime or reason.

Jay was hardly given time to reply to the rude question before another cat emerged, this one also with a hostile glint in their eyes. And then a third one joined them as well. Jeez. Wasn't one interaction hard enough to deal with? But Jay knew that not giving an answer wasn't really an option here. "Smelling... flowers." The correct response the combination of the three questions seemed rather simple. 'what are you doing here'. Well, he was currently smelling a flower to check if it could be of use.

But one word of the third cat seemed to stick in Jay's mind. Territory. He knew perfectly well what the word meant; a piece of land of varying size that one cat or a group of cats (usually led by an individual) had claimed and wanted to keep for themselves. Had the group these cats belonged to claimed these trees and flowers for themselves? Jay understood the idea of having a home they wanted to protect, he too would want to keep others out of his den or the area right next to it, but he would never fight or snarl at cats for happening to look at plants near his home.

"Im sorry," he mewed with false apology "do you own this flower?" It was a rhetorical question, and he didn't actually expect a proper response, but had to admit he was still curious about how they would react.

[SplashyLumi]

Originally Posted by Flea

Jay
@SpookyCloud the Pumpkin @SplashyLumi @Shinestripe

Suddenly the calmness was broken but paw steps coming toward him, and Jay looked up, his evening blue gaze meeting the other cat's. He... hadn't expected company, nor did he particularly desire to, as social interactions tended to be... less than enjoyable, most of the time. It also very rarely helped when the cat he was supposed to interact with was hissing and snarling at him for no apparent rime or reason.

Jay was hardly given time to reply to the rude question before another cat emerged, this one also with a hostile glint in their eyes. And then a third one joined them as well. Jeez. Wasn't one interaction hard enough to deal with? But Jay knew that not giving an answer wasn't really an option here. "Smelling... flowers." The correct response the combination of the three questions seemed rather simple. 'what are you doing here'. Well, he was currently smelling a flower to check if it could be of use.

But one word of the third cat seemed to stick in Jay's mind. Territory. He knew perfectly well what the word meant; a piece of land of varying size that one cat or a group of cats (usually led by an individual) had claimed and wanted to keep for themselves. Had the group these cats belonged to claimed these trees and flowers for themselves? Jay understood the idea of having a home they wanted to protect, he too would want to keep others out of his den or the area right next to it, but he would never fight or snarl at cats for happening to look at plants near his home.

"Im sorry," he mewed with false apology "do you own this flower?" It was a rhetorical question, and he didn't actually expect a proper response, but had to admit he was still curious about how they would react.

“We own the entire land around here and that ‘flower’ is a herb of some sorts”. Vineglow sighed.

[gravekeeper.]

Darkpetal nodded. “We don’t nessesarily own this plant per se, but it is on our territory,” He meowed calmly,”Not only that, but it’s an herb our medicine cats use. Yarrow. When eaten, it causes the cat to vomit, which helps if they’ve eaten crow food or poison.” He looked down, then back up, his honey coloured eyes meeting the loner’s blue eyes. “Please do not steal one of our herbs,” Darkpetal said,”If you need help, then ask for it. Also, apart from sniffing the flower, why are you here anyway?” @Flea

[Faith.]

Originally Posted by Flea

Jay
@SpookyCloud the Pumpkin @SplashyLumi @Shinestripe

Suddenly the calmness was broken but paw steps coming toward him, and Jay looked up, his evening blue gaze meeting the other cat's. He... hadn't expected company, nor did he particularly desire to, as social interactions tended to be... less than enjoyable, most of the time. It also very rarely helped when the cat he was supposed to interact with was hissing and snarling at him for no apparent rime or reason.

Jay was hardly given time to reply to the rude question before another cat emerged, this one also with a hostile glint in their eyes. And then a third one joined them as well. Jeez. Wasn't one interaction hard enough to deal with? But Jay knew that not giving an answer wasn't really an option here. "Smelling... flowers." The correct response the combination of the three questions seemed rather simple. 'what are you doing here'. Well, he was currently smelling a flower to check if it could be of use.

But one word of the third cat seemed to stick in Jay's mind. Territory. He knew perfectly well what the word meant; a piece of land of varying size that one cat or a group of cats (usually led by an individual) had claimed and wanted to keep for themselves. Had the group these cats belonged to claimed these trees and flowers for themselves? Jay understood the idea of having a home they wanted to protect, he too would want to keep others out of his den or the area right next to it, but he would never fight or snarl at cats for happening to look at plants near his home.

"Im sorry," he mewed with false apology "do you own this flower?" It was a rhetorical question, and he didn't actually expect a proper response, but had to admit he was still curious about how they would react.

Redpaw nodded. He knew that technically, they did, but the flower was besides the point. He glanced at Vineglow and Darkpetal. He was just an apprentice, and they were warriors... So he didn't say anything. But only because of that. Normally, Redpaw would definitely say something.
The other cat's voice gave away the fact that he didn't exactly mean his apology. This made Redpaw slightly more hostile. Why waste words?