@TheNyanCatMinecart
(She is a she-cat and uses she/her pronouns, either I made an accidentally said Roseclaw was non-binary when I created her or there was a mistake when she was added to the allegiances, sorry for the confusion)
Roseclaw was quiet for a heartbeat, “Well, everyone makes mistakes. I’ve made mistakes, it always happens” She meowed
Twilightstar quietly listened as Wolffang explained some of his thoughts to her. He made some good points and she was delighted to know that he was trying. That's all she really wanted from him. So long as they were both trying she was sure they could have a wonderful relationship and work together to build this united clan he spoke of. United, though, didn't exactly mean perfect, and the way he spoke about be able, strong members to defend the clan. It was hard to say if he strictly meant by fighting or something else. Twilightstar decided against dwelling too deeply on all of this, otherwise, she and he would be debating for the rest of the day, and Twilightstar really did need a nap.
As if to make that known, her maw opens briefly as she parted it to yawn softly. She gave her head a small shake and blink her green eye before returning it to meet Wolffang's level gaze. "Wonderful, I'm sure you and the others will handle everything just fine." She was about to ask him to send Crowtooth to see her later, but if he was in charge of the evacuations, she'd see him while he was doing them. She needed to speak to him about any new tunnelers. They needed more and she was sure cats had an interest in them.
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Poppykit tried his suggestion. She stayed close to the and immediately felt more covered. "Thanks!" She mewed. "Your a great teacher!" She kept walking along the wall until she stepped on a thorn. "Ow! My paw!" She yelped. @FrostCat
Twigpaw laughed out loud. What? It was funny. He trotted over to Poppykit. "Did it stick into your paw big? Because if it did we'll have to go to Peachfrost, and she'll have to treat you and wrap you're paw up in cobwebs and then you're not going to be able to walk on it or else it will make it worse and you don't want it to get worse be because then it will take longer to heal or something."
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Breezedapple led them out of camp. "Ok, there's some poppies," Breezedapple meowed after they had gone for a little while. They was a small group of them, their orange petals reaching for the sun. She padded over to them, then turned to Bunnypaw. "Pick....five of them, I think. That seemed about right." She waited for Bunnypaw to get them, smiling at her as she did so. Breezedapple hoped she wasn't thinking that she was going to get kicked out of she didn't do what Breezedapple said. That would be terrible.
Next they had to walk only a short distance before coming up on a whole field of dandelions. Breezedapple and Lichenlight picked dozens of dandelions, neither talking as they did so. Finally, when it seemed they had enough, they stopped, and turned to the small pile they had made.
"Well, that seems like enough," Breezedapple meowed. "Let's head back. Peachfrost will be waiting for us; let's hurry." She picked up her share of the dandelion pile, and waited for Lichenlight to pick up his. Then she padded up the slope, back to camp. It was early afternoon, they had done well. Perhaps a good juicy rabbit would still be on the fresh-kill pile by the time they got home.
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Lionkit could hear them yowling about something, but she was just so sleepy. The molly had grown a little compared to her bigger siblings, she was still pretty small, everything on her was petite except her belly, which was a bit chunky. She was a bit on the overweight side. The fact that she was adorable helped her get away with being a bit on the heavier side. The she-cat was laying on her back, thinking about teat, when she felt a weight fall on top of her. She was wide awake then, jerking with a start, before finding it was just Beastkit. He weighed more than he thought.
Lionkit's let out a soft sweet barely audible mewl while gently poking at Beastkit's belly with a small hind paw. If he wanted them up, he shouldn't be laying on them right? How was she supposed to get up? From her place underneath her brother, she peered at Ashfeather as the dark molly got up to give them a reminder, a nuzzle, and light scolding to her brothers. Lionkit would have returned the nuzzle if she wasn't being squashed.
Lionkit likes to refer to the material she-cat as the Milkmother. Don't even get her started on having two moms, she just accepted it instead of questioning it, like Leechkit did everything. She had her curiosity but not like him. "Midnightkit, can't get up." The tiny lilac decided to plead to the only other girl among her siblings, it was hard to tell if Leechkit would help her or not.
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Peanutfur stepped around a pile of spare building materials, only to notice a tiny pile of shredded flower stems laid out on the ground, a scattering of leaves surrounding them. He bent down to sniff and caught the faint scent of milk. A kit? The tom glanced around, looking for the gatherer, and heard a small grunt. Following the sound, he found the kit leaning against a rock. Or no, he was pushing it? "Are...you alright?" Peanutfur asked, not really sure what to do in this situation.
Bearkit tried his very best to push that rock over, pushing so much he'd left small trails in the dirt where his paws had dragged. He was so distracted he didn't notice the approaching warrior and was only made aware when the other spoke up.
The albino kit jumped away from the rock as if he'd been doing something wrong, his short fur standing on edge. He calmed considerably when he saw it was just Peanutfur, though he was still a bit nervous. "I'm fine. I'm just trying to push this over." As if to demonstrate, he turned back to the rock and went to push it again, this time pushing with his head and using all for paws to push against the ground.
Maplebird was searching, looking, running around the territory- yet still couldn't find her mate. So now when she trotted back to camp head held low,,, it was hard to do anything. She had caught a rabbit- that was dropped on the fresh-kill pile.
The molly was tired, really tired. But she still had to find some queen to nurse the kits. Plus, .. Stars, what will I tell them??!
Gulltwist didn’t say a word as she led her mother to a nice place to teach hunting in the territory,” I figured we’d start with hunting, it’s something that’s usually taught first, Coldamber.” she meowed, she’d been considering calling her Coldpaw, since she was an apprentice holding a warrior name basically,” I figure I should show you the hunter’s crouch....” she meowed giving a long exasperated sigh, she could be off hunting and feeding the clan shoving down her feelings instead of facing her mother who didn’t remember any of her life. Shaking off the anger she dropped into a perfect hunter’s crouch,” Feel free to modify what you need because of that missing foot.” she meowed still toying over the concept of confronting her about her horrible life choices abandoning her and never visiting her brother. But if she just sucked it up and trained her over this moon and the next moon it could go back to how she’d gotten use to it, ignoring her mother who she once in a while saw around in the clan, and that was that.
Coldamber carefully watched Gulltwist, trying to push past her own emotions and the thoughts that ran through her head.
She hesitantly moved into a crouch, mimicking the stance the warrior held, shifting her weight to distribute more heavily to the side that wasn't missing a foot. She looked back to the warrior. "Does this work?"
She felt stupid for asking, as she had told her to accommodate as needed.
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Mushroomkit heard the suppressed coughs in the older cat's voice. Stepping back, he tipped his head to the side. Plopping his rump on the ground, he fixed his toad green eyes on the warrior. He admired the self control and empathy that it took to suppress the hacks, so he wouldn't splutter all over Mushroomkit.
You can cough, sorry about that. He backed up to give him space.
Bearbranch
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Bearbranch hacked and wheezed after he turned away from Mushroomkit. Thank goodness Mushroomkit saw his pain. He turned back and gave a proper greeting. "Hello Mushroomkit, I apologize for that.. I wasn't expecting anyone to see me. But what brings you to greet me today?" Bearbranch wasn't one to talk to kits but he'd make an exception for today as he wasn't really doing anything. Although he should probably go hunting later to make up for the food he had just eaten.
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Wolffang knew that he had to get those punishments out soon. After all, he couldn't just keep sitting on them. However, he couldn't hold off the patrols for too long, either. For Gulltwist's patrol reporting in late, he could get that punishment out of the way right now, since it required patrolling. Eyes narrowed, he padded forward.
[Prompt: It's very wet, and although there aren't any deep puddles of water anymore, there are plenty of worms and bugs! Gross!]
"Gulltwist [ @Zesty Mango ], since your patrol reported in late - which was better than the three that didn't report in at all - your punishment will be to go on two additional patrols. Both this one and the next one. And you must report both in on time. I want you to take Roseclaw [ @I draw war cats ] and Ashdawn [ @Meeklein ] to patrol the RiverClan border."
[Prompt: What happened here? The owl from before is found dead, with feathers scattered everywhere, and the ShadowClan scent is oddly pungent...]
There, all the border patrols were done. Wolffang decided to only send out one hunting one... for now. It would be a little bigger, but because of the haul Crowtooth and the other two had brought back, they wouldn't need a ton. Also, the punished cats would be doing plenty of hunting.
[Prompt: Mice. You find a bunch of crisscrossing trails out on the moor. It seems like they're everywhere, but flushing them out of their nests and catching them might be a little more elaborate than you'd think...]
Wolffang thought about Deadpaw briefly. He'd treated her nastily as well, similarly to Morningpaw. They were both his half-siblings through his mother's side, and born with something wrong with them. He was willing to accept Morningpaw, and even felt bad for treating her that way; however, he had a feeling that he and Deadpaw would never end up getting along. Well, he'd just have to wait and see, although he didn't have high hopes.
Re: WindClan Clearing
