- LAKECLAN !
- ★ user + clan link: echoire + clan archive
★ responding to: echoire's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-in for death rolls!]
xx+100XP for writing, + 20XP for patrol sent
xx+10XP for prey collected, +4XP for herbs found,
- The rapid-fire bark of another seal somewhere across the lake drew a soft laugh from her. Now that one had something urgent to say. Not that she ever understood… but their intonation and flowing changes in pitch never ceased to ease a smile from her.
And the same could be said about her apprentice.
Dinary drifted a paw in the shallows, swirling it around. The waters seemed adequate. Perhaps it’d do for that fishing lesson. Her head tilted to the side. Now where was that apprentice of hers? It was… awfully quiet.
A flash of russet fur flicked at the corner of her eye. Rita.
Her apprentice slunk around nearby, body lowered against the ground. Her gaze was focused ━ cerulean eyes locked ahead onto a certain target.
The target hopped, long legs dangling for a breath’s pause, before springing a small tail’s length away. Its pale amber eyes bulged, flicking around, as it leaped a little further. A frog.
Rita followed, stalking close. Closer. And closer.
A quick breath in, and she pounced.
“Dinary, look!” The apprentice’s head lifted, swiveling around. A certain breathless glee laced her words. “I got━”
The slippery creature sprung, slipping from under Rita’s paws.
“No, wait!” Rita bound forward, a frustrated grunt escaping her jaws. “I had it. I had it. You come here you…”
She sprung forward again. This time… she didn’t miss, small claws trapping the slick amphibian and pinning it, until it met its demise. (+2FP frog)
“Got it.” Rita heaved a sigh, slumping onto the ground. “I─ woah, wait. D-Dinary?”
A shadow loomed close, overshadowing the apprentice. It flickered, replaced by another taller form with loose, bouncy curls. A calico molly ventured out, stepping into the open. Her curls quietly danced with the winds.
Dinary stepped forward, carefully positioning herself in-front of Rita. Who was she? Her brows furrowed as she soaked in this… stranger.
The stranger spoke first.
“Good morning!” The calico dipped her head towards the pair, a soft smile tugging at her muzzle. Her gaze drifted to Dinary. “I seem to be─”
“Who is this?” Flurry strode over, flicking her tail to indicate the new arrival. The she-cat wrinkled her nose, setting her quarry to the side. (+3FP red squirrel)
Behind her, Yantar quietly settled, gaze roving the scene as he flanked Flurry. He lowered the light colored herbs from his jaws, placing a paw on them. (+1 alder bark, +1 burdock root)
The calico molly let loose a soft chuckle. “Interesting group, you have here.” She relaxed her stance, settling onto the thin snow, tail slowly swishing behind her. “My name’s Furzetuft! I’m on a bit of a long journey to visit a friend… and I need a few herbs to help me along. If you could help me out, I’ll be sure to compensate you for your efforts!”
★ Furzetuft has arrived! She's on a long journey to visit a friend and needs two herbs to help her out,
promising a small reward in-return. Does the patrol assist her or turn her down? ★
promising a small reward in-return. Does the patrol assist her or turn her down? ★
★ totals;
xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ dinara (20% hunger), flurry (20% hunger), yantar (20% hunger), rita (20% hunger)
xx+134XP → level 2 (204/300XP)
xx+3FP red squirrel, +2FP frog
xx+1 alder bark, +1 burdock root
★ notes; hello! i did notice the 'feeterina' codeword! the xp bonus only applies once, which is why it isn't reflected in the xp totals (just in case you were curious!). <3
as requested through pms, i have also converted your inventory to match your currently prey list! please add these to your inventory─totals to 17FP (this is just your previous inventory, so make sure to also add what earned from the 'totals' above)! <33
xx→ inventory: 1FP spinebug, 2FP frog, 3FP squirrel, 3FP hare, 4FP duck, 4FP whitefish
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- PEACECLAN !
- ★ user + clan link: coffee.berry + clan archive
★ responding to: coffee.berry's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-out for death rolls!]
xx+10XP for writing, + 10XP for patrol sent
xx+3XP for prey collected, +1XP for herbs found
- The rabbits… were not cooperating.
A white tufted tail disappeared into a burrow just as Silverstar slunk across the field. A sigh eased out from her jaws. She thumped her paw down near the burrow, slipping a glance over her shoulder. Maybe Ghostfeather had better luck?
Her deputy withdrew from another nearby burrow, jaws empty.
Ghostfeather shook her head, letting out a soft snort. “They must have heard us coming,” she murmured. “Or… they were spooked by something else.” The she-cat shifted her stance. “Either way… no rabbit hunting. Unless━ squirrel.”
Silverstar paused, tracking the she-cat’s gaze.
A curled, fluffy tail rested atop a nearby log. Behind the log, movement flickered. A squirrel chittered softly, shaking a small fist at a tree, deep in conversation with… whoever was up there.
Silverstar gestured forward, waving a tail to the side. Her deputy quietly took to the other side, stalking forward. They were close. The little squirrel just had to keep… chatting.
Ghostfeather lurched forward, snagging the red-tufted creature in her jaws. Its fluffy tail hung limply, dangling with the cool breeze. (+3FP squirrel)
“Nice catch!” Saltwater emerged from the bushes, leaves and twigs strung through her fur. She shook her pelt out, sending leaves flying about. “I didn’t find any poppy seeds, but how’s this?” (+1 lungwort)
★ totals;
xx+0% hunger for each patrol cat (no more free posts left!)
xxxx↳ silverstar (0% hunger), saltwater (0% hunger), ghostfeather (0% hunger)
xx+24XP → level 0 (74/100XP)
xx+3FP squirrel
xx+1 lungwort
★ notes; n/a! <3
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- THE FALLEN !
- ★ user + clan link: gravis cordis + clan archive
★ responding to: gravis cordis's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-out for death rolls!]
xx+70XP for writing, + 10XP for patrol sent, +15XP for npc quest, +5XP for "feeterina" codeword
xx+9XP for prey collected, +3XP for herbs found
- Fennel was… interesting. Intriguing.
River cocked his head, whiskers twitching as the cinnamon cat lowered their head to inspect the offered mouse. Did they approve? Was it good enough? The trainee leaned forward, trying to get a better look over Fennel’s shoulder. What were they looking at? His head gently bumped against Fennel’s, making his fur warm. Now, that wasn’t very subtle.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, glancing at his paws. “Didn’t mean to intrude…”
Fennel grinned. “Don’t worry about it, young chap. I’ve seen more than my fair share of odd things on my travels.” They kicked a paw against the dirt, offering a sheepish shrug. “But here’s something for you and the gang. Something I picked up along my travels.” (+1 uncommon edit for trading with fennel!)
River sniffed the object, turning it over with a paw. It was weird. A twisted piece of… some sharp stone? A certain metallic stench clung to it. Maybe not really a stone. Metal? He wrinkled his nose. Odd.
“Well, then! I should be on my way.” Fennel’s tail flicked, head tilting to the side a little. “There’s a… certain loner I see out and about. He’s close ─ not too far from here. Careful of him, will ya? He doesn’t seem like the friendly type.”
With a parting nod and their signature lop-sided grin, the cinnamon cat left.
River spun around, gaze finding his mentor. “What did he mean by… loner? Did they─”
“Come, help me carry this prey, you two.” Rain tossed a look over her shoulder. “While you were… preoccupied with that Fennel, I found some animal’s prey pile. Quite the haul there!” (+3FP hedgehog, +3FP hedgehog, +3FP squirrel)
Oh. The older she-cat had left… and he hadn’t really noticed. Nor paid much attention.
River padded over, clamping his jaws around the prickly prey. It was... sticky. Honey? He gave it a quick shake. A few herbs came loose from its fur, floating to the ground. (+1 thyme, +1 horsetail, +1 honey)
The bushes rustled.
Twin ears, one heavily notched, poked from the bushes. Then, a nose. And a head. The cat’s head turned, revealing a stony glare and an equally scarred face. The tom’s expression was unmoving... as if carved from stone itself. His muscles were taut. Wary.
River took a step back, ears lowering. It had to be that loner. The one Fennel was talking about. Right?
He swallowed, sneaking a glance to Roar and Rain. His voice was hushed, the barest hint of a whisper. “What do we do?”
★ A loner has been spotted in the patrol's vicinity! The loner doesn't seem to be causing any trouble... but could he be a threat?
Does the patrol confront the loner or choose to leave him alone? ★
Does the patrol confront the loner or choose to leave him alone? ★
★ totals;
xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ strike (20% hunger), pine (10% hunger), petal (10% hunger)
xxxxrain (10% hunger), roar (10% hunger), river (10% hunger)
xx+112XP → level 2 (234/300XP)
xx+3FP hedgehog, +3FP hedgehog, +3FP squirrel
xx-3FP squirrel (eaten by strike!), -2FP wood mouse (traded to fennel!)
xx+1 thyme, +1 horsetail, +1 honey
xx+1 uncommon edit (for trading with fennel!)
★ notes; n/a! <33
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