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October 24th, 2020, 09:57 AM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
@ Rainquail @ wnder
Rosebriar saw Shockholly, WindClan’s supposed replacement, meowing off about herbs. Ugh. Why would she want to pick herbs? That was the job of a medicine cat, or at least, the stand-in medicine cat. Herb patrols were gross. Picking up all these strong-smelling plants made her feel light-headed and reminded her of feeling sick. Feeling sick was never fun. Oh, was that her name? She heard her get listed off to go and find herbs with one other cat and sighed, her leaf-green eyes rolling dramatically. Must she have to do this? Rosebriar padded across the clearing toward Shockholly. She wouldn’t say anything to them except, “Yes, Shockholly, I’ll collect some marigold leaves for you.” Her voice was sweet and innocent, like she always made it, although her tired, annoyed expression told a different story. Then she turned, looking for her partner, Yewbark. The brown-and-white tabby looked normal - no deformities or anything off about she-cat, which was a relief. “Come on,” she called, her voice more formal than sweet now. “We’ve got to look for more marigold plants. Apparently, we’re low on them.” Underlying the formality of her voice was a tired, annoyed tone.
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October 24th, 2020, 10:05 AM
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Re: WindClan Nursery
@ Rainquail @ gs29513 @ RainbowyUnknown (you’re born, alive and well!) @ ~RooRoo~ (Whitekit is next!)
Ashfeather listened in, hearing worry in their voices. Now she was feeling scared. When the stand-in medicine cat offered her her tail, she shook her head. She was in pain, but the prospect terrified her. “I d-don’t want t-to hurt y-you,” she stammered. Her throat felt hot and dry and her mind went to water, but she was almost done. She had to stay strong for her kits. Ashfeather felt another horrible wave of agony and felt something else. The next kit would be born soon. She pushed, and hard. Like Wishpool said, this kit was easier to come out. She lay still for a moment, gasping, but her stomach was churning and roiling. There were more to come.
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October 24th, 2020, 11:03 AM
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Re: WindClan Territory
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Originally Posted by RedHead
Hmm. Closing off that gate before the battle can get started. He duly noted how she freely gave him her name, deciding to kor further pursue that path of “teasing” he had been taking. But if she was going to be calling him “baby blue”, he wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of calling her by her name. Cloudedpaw decided though, that he could be a little nice and call her something else. Since she very clearly didn’t “take kindly” to being called weasel.
But then again, she was annoying. Did she really deserve the flicker of kindness he had been about to show? He wouldn't know of course, he was horrible with social interactions. He preferred lifeless, abiotic things that he could study and figure out. Things that were unchanging and had a rhythm and a pattern to them that he could easily follow. Just watching her twitching ears proved to him this feline was as far from “unchanging” as one could get.
He moved his eyes down from studying her ears to her face as an accusation shot out of her mouth. He had to admit, the prickly weasel’s query was an interesting thought. Being able to know all about a cat from simply their fur color, or their scent, well, it would make Cloudedpaw’s social world a whole lot less confusing. And he liked that idea. Confusion was aggravating. Intriguing, yes, but infuriatingly aggravating.
Giving her a huff and a roll of his eyes, Cloudedpaw flicked his tail behind him. “Let me tell you, if there’s any way for “baby blue” to like you better, it’s defintley not pine needles. I’m not a Shadowclan cat.” But you are Thunderclan. He pushes the thought aside. Half-clan blood or not, he was a memeber of Windclan. Staring Quillpaw down, he tilted his head in thought. “If you’re so adamant about seeking my affections though, I would like to see you’re attempts to earn it.” He met her gaze with steady blue eyes and an impossibly straight, monotone expression. “It should probs to be both entertaining and enlightening, don’t you think prickly weasel?” He voiced his new name for her aloud, and couldn’t help but letting a small smile spread it’s way across his maw in an expression that he figured she would find annoying.
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Quillpaw's nose instinctively shriveled at the sound of his coo. Though she couldn't blame him for being a jerk-- she hadn't exactly been a saint herself-- she was going to. Big time. She locked eyes with his crooked smile and tried to compose herself. Deep breath... In... ou--. Her eyes flicked up to catch his. That stupid face! Her ears showed what she wouldn't let her expression give away, twitching back and forth as though they were separate entities. Not angels on her shoulders but devils atop her head, prepared to handle what emotion she could not verbalize.
"It's obvious that you've never met a weasel before now," Quill began, taking short, purposeful steps toward her partner. "Or maybe you've been underestimating them your whole life. Wicked fast, claws, sharp teeth-- are these ringing any bells for you Baby Blue?" She winced internally having not been able to come up with a more novel insult than the nickname she'd already gotten some mileage out of. Not an issue, shake it off. She was finding it harder and harder to keep control of herself. She wanted to show him what a weasel could do, to give a demonstration on his ears or tail maybe.
"Me an' the weasel are hardly court jesters but we would be happy to help with some 'enlightening' if you're confused." Quillpaw was too preoccupied with holding her composure to force the same sharp little smile Cloudedpaw had given her earlier. Instead, she took a seat right in front of him, her tails wrapping over her paws in restraint.
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October 24th, 2020, 12:01 PM
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Re: WindClan Territory
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Ashenlight took a step back, her eyes widening at the sudden, rather....well scary way she had spoken, then hissed. "Twoleg place is that way BYE!" She started to run off, but instantly tripped over a hidden rock. "Oww."
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'Deny, stretch the truth, no reliability!" Lemon hissed another warning at him momentarily before glancing around uncertainly, "Well, I don't have a home, per say, I just wander around. The last time i had a home..." her words drifted away for a moment, her eyes fear stricken for a split second before returning to their natural cheery demeanor, "Well it was a long time ago, but I don't wanna bore you with the details!"
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October 24th, 2020, 01:07 PM
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Re: WindClan Nursery
Ok, so it seemed like Shockholly could take care of the first kit, and she could turn her attention to the second. The tail thing seemed a bit odd to her, but she didn't really want to argue, so she focused on the second kit, which came easier thankfully. Nipping the birth sac, she was encouraged that the first kit had made a few squirming motions. It seemed to be quite fine. Hopefully this one would to, but she couldn't tell until she had got it clean, which she began on quickly, lapping it's fur this way and that in an attempt to dry it off, hoping that it would warm up quickly. @ Rainquail @ TheNyanCatMinecart @ ~RooRoo~
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October 24th, 2020, 01:22 PM
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Just a tired Transmasc
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Re: WindClan Territory
@ Mal
The apprentice gave Fallenstorm a bright smile as they put the rabbit down. Brightpaw looked at it thinking for a moment, before asking
" What do I do with it now?"
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October 24th, 2020, 01:25 PM
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Re: WindClan Territory
Fallenstorm twitched her tail. She looked at the rabbit smiling. It was a good rabbit. "we bring it back." @ Saltyteardrops
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October 24th, 2020, 01:27 PM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
@ Star @ The Ink Demon
Croakingtoad glanced at the Windclanners, he didn’t know them well, but he agreed to help Windclan out like they were his clan until Echopaw was recovered and could decide where she wanted to live. They’d have to show him where to collect poppyseeds, but he could still do it.
@ Wings @ Rainquail
Gullpaw forced herself to her paws at the patrol, she found herself wanting to skip it, but she didn’t think Shockholly or Creekdash would let her. She looked dead inside as she just stood there blankly staring at them.
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October 24th, 2020, 01:29 PM
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Just a tired Transmasc
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Re: WindClan Territory
@ Mal
" Alright" The replied, grabbing it off the ground once again. They held their head high, probably a little to proud in themself.
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all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside.” -Jem Carstairs
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October 24th, 2020, 01:32 PM
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Re: WindClan Territory
Smiling happily Fallenstorm headed for camp. "Amazing catch." She said. @ Saltyteardrops
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