[Vivika]

(i believe i might've been skipped by accident? my explore post is here)

hello there! i’m so sorry for the late response! your post hasn’t been forgotten (just a little delayed, ahh) and staff is
working on this right now! it’ll likely be up sometime within the next few days ━ thank you for nudging us about it! <33

[Vivika]

THE DRIFTING SMOKE EXPRESS !

★ user + clan link: zabimaru + clan archive
★ responding to: zabimaru's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-out for death rolls!]
xx+30XP for writing, + 10XP for patrol sent
xx+1XP for prey collected, +1XP for herbs found

It was here.

Luckysong placed a paw forward, pushing past the tangle of undergrowth to mount a large log. The log trembled beneath his paws, and he dug his claws into the wood for purchase. Steady. His shoulders tensed, muscles coiled as he poked his head into the open.

A lean figure of grizzled fur lifted its head. It stood frozen. Imposing. The creature’s whiskers twitched, muzzle peeled back into twisted snarl as it took a step forward. Amber eyes glinted, a silent taunt lurking within the depths of those eyes.

It was a battle of wills. Two souls locked in mortal combat, daring the other to blink first.
And he would not be the one to blink. Never.

The grooves of the log and the soft moss was a soothing balm, enough to keep him grounded. The fur at the back of his neck rose as he emitted a low growl and dared a step forward. A twisted tango ─ one to the rhythm of hearts pounding and the sonata of building tension. Another step forward─

The beast blinked first.

Its teeth gnashed, clicking, before it turned aside. A breath’s pause later, it disappeared into the bushes, the only remnant of its presence a bushy tail slipping out of view, over the borders.

Luckysong heaved a soft sigh. It was gone… for now. He stepped down from the log, gaze wandering the forest. A minty green plant with violet flowers poked out at the edge of the log, and beside it a few scraps. (+1 lungworth, +1 scraps)

Gathering up his haul, he sniffed the air. He needed to move quickly. If that coyote returned─

A soft hiss escaping his jaws as his paw caught on a nearby rock, sending him reeling into a nearby bush. (-3% health for luckysong for a small belly scratch ─ no herbs or rest required!)

Just to his luck.

★ totals;
xx+0% hunger for each patrol cat (one free post left!)
xx-3% health for luckysong (no herbs or rest needed!)
xxxx↳ luckysong (97% health)
xx+42XP → level 0 (82/100XP)
xx+1 FP scraps, +1 FP scraps (from last explore)
xx+1 lungworth; +1 broom, +1 chamomile, +1 ragwort, +1 holly berries (from last explore)

★ notes;
hello! i noticed that you didn’t add your herbs and prey from your last explore post! i’ve condensed everything for you above (from this and your last writer’s response) to make things easier for you to update, ahh. make sure to update your prey, herbs and levels in your explore post after a writer replies as it makes exploring easier! feel free to pm me here (cs) or through discord if you have any questions. <33

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THE PIRATES !

★ user + clan link: beebun + clan archive
★ responding to: beebun's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-out for death rolls!]
xx+15XP for writing, + 10XP for patrol sent, +5XP for border skirmish
xx+4XP for prey collected, +4XP for herbs found

The battle was a blur.

Snatches of fur and the glint of unsheathed claws faded in and out. The sky was alight, a bloom of crimson and auburn, shrouded with gloomy clouds. Crows flocked overhead, shrieking a battle cry as the skirmish unfolded.

Chipper lashed out at the nearest rogue, throwing his weight into the cream molly’s chest. He didn’t want a fight. This was hardly their territory, but his paw had been forced.

The she-cat gasped, stumbling back from the shove, landing forcefully on her side. She recoiled, letting out a snarl as she rebounded, lunging at him.

She missed. Her jaws snapped thin air, catching nothing.

A soft cry pierced the air, over the caw of the lurking crows above.

His blood turned cold. Squashpaw.

The apprentice lay crumpled on the ground, curled up to protect himself. The dark tom stood over him, a triumphant smirk strung along his muzzle. With a flick of his tail, he beckoned the cream rogue close and snagged the nearby mouse in his jaws. And with that ━ the pair of rogues left.

Chipper stumbled over to the young apprentice, crouching down next to him. “Squashpaw?” He gently nosed the young tom, turning him over to take a closer look at the injury. Stars. He forced a faint, reassuring smile. “Shhh, it’ll be okay. I’ll… I’ll fix this.” (-15% health for squashpaw ━ he needs one herb [any type] to prevent further health loss!)

Quietly, Teadrip flanked his side, her brows twisted with concern. “I found these,” she murmured, dropping something at Chipper’s paws. “The bird… it wandered a little too close during the battle, and I managed to snag it. Will they help?” (+1 horsetail, +1 tormentil, +1 catchweed, +1 bindweed, +4FP bird)


★ Squashpaw has been hurt! He needs one herb (any type) to stop him from losing anymore health and to return to patrol! ★

★ totals;
xx+10% hunger for chipper [teadrip + squashpaw ate a 4FP bird]
xxxx↳ chipper (20% hunger), teadrip (0% hunger), squashpaw (0% hunger)
xx-15% health for squashpaw
xxxx↳ squashpaw (85% health)

xx+38XP → level 3 (337/400XP)
xx+4 FP bird
xx+1 horsetail, +1 tormentil, +1 catchweed, +1 bindweed

★ notes;
feel free to pm me with any questions! <3

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[soras]

Creekclan
previous post | previous reply
free post #3

“Crispbreeze, hold on!”
Leafpatch stumbled over her paws, trying desperately to scramble up from her sitting position near a dead log she was investigating. The slug had to wait, she sighed, managing to catch up to Ravensong who was walking ahead of her. It was hopeless to catch up to Crispbreeze, who bounced happily from bush to bush, ignoring the fact that they were supposed to be hunting right now. Leafpatch twitched her ear, leaning over to Ravensong.
“I thought you two were going to wait for me...” She pouted, looking back on the slug she was missing. Ravensong gave her a muffled laugh, his tail swishing high.
“Well, I was! Not until Crispbreeze heard something in the woods,” he playfully bumped against Leafpatch. “We are supposed to be patrolling, y’know.”
The calico pouted, yet gave a solid nod.
“I know, I know…”
Looking ahead, Leafpatch watched as Crispbreeze bounced over her way, nearly knocking her over if she hadn’t dodged in time.
“Hey!”
Crispbreeze laughed loudly.
“Whoops! Watch out!”
“You said that too late!”
“Did I?”
The two continued their playful bickering while Ravensong smiled and kept walking along.

[ 190 words ]

--cats on patrol
Ravensong | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Leafpatch | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Crispbreeze | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

--level 0
exp: 72/100

--inventory
Scraps | 1 FP | x0
Small Fish | 2 FP | x1
Voles | 2 FP | x0
Mice | 2 FP | x1
Squirrels | 3 FP | x0
Rabbits | 3 FP | x0
Deer Scraps | 4 FP | x0
Raccoons | 4 FP | x0

Thyme | helps nervousness,
anxiety, shock | x1
Comfrey Root | mends broken
bones and soothe wounds | x1
Deadly Nightshade | toxic herb,
able to kill cats | x1

--items in inventory used
n / a

--predators:
coyotes
wolves
cougars
hawks

[coffee.berry]

Hello! I also believe I might've been skipped, I will turn this into a mark/delete it if it hasn't.

Explore post here

[miles.]

the drifting smoke express
lore ◌ territory
last post ◌ last reply

phew, that was over and done with; he can't say he ever wants to deal with that again, nine lives or no. finishing retrieving the herbs he'd buried earlier, he quickly started dragging his haul back to the clan, barely remembering to stop and carefully double-mark the signs he's been making on the way down so he doesn't lose his way too badly. it'd be even more embarrassing if he comes back only to have made no progress with the entire purpose of an exploration patrol; at least he's got enough fresh-kill for the clan to make up for his slightly reckless behavior. starclan knows he'll need to bribe sandwillow with the herbs once he steps foot back into the hollow - he's not looking forwards to another earful about how absolutely vole-brained he is on a regular basis. luckysong knows, thank you very much; he's very aware that he started out as clan leader doing impulsive and reckless activity, and he's sure as the dark forest is cold that he's not gonna stop anytime soon.

it takes a while for him to pad into camp, mouth full of herbs and scraps delicately balancing on his back using his tail for support; redfur, clearly just back from a hunting patrol, is the first to spot him off her spot near the fresh-kill pile, bounding over to him excitedly with a delighted yowl of greeting. "Luckysong! Welcome back, leader! How's the exploration, what's the territory like? Did you run into any trouble?"

he twitches his nose in a mixture of amusement and annoyance, cocking his head to one side to indicate his mouth was currently full of frankly disgusting tasting herbs; redfur's eyes flicked up and down him for a second, before dropping back into a sit with a sheepish giggle.

"Oh, sorry; you really have your paws full. Need any help getting that over to our doc?" she inquires sympathetically, and luckysong quickly shakes his head before bounding off towards the healer's den before she can ask any more questions.

she's a great cat, and he's very proud of how hardworking she is, but the last thing they need is redfur hearing about the coyote attack first. considering he can't spot shadewish anywhere yet, he'll rather chance sandwillow clawing an ear off than let the quick-tempered cat whip herself into a frenzy. he carefully pushes his way past the moss and lichen curtain, ducking under a willow branch, and quickly spat out the herbs onto the rocky ground near the right of the entrance, grimacing as he tried to get rid of the aftertaste. spitting once or twice after, he quickly collects himself before calling out deeper into the den. "'Ey, Sandwillow? You in, doc?"

"Coming, just a second," came the tired mew in response, a bit faint; luckysong waits for a few seconds before the second moss curtain dividing the front half of the healer's den and the back half parts and a familiar cream head pushes his way through, muzzle open in a yawn as he slightly dips his head in greeting. "Luckysong, welcome back. What're you in here bothering me for - an injury, or something for me? If it's the former, you know you can't just eat up my time organizing my herb stock for fun, right? That'll be the third time this quarter-moon." he quips dryly, and luckysong chuckles guiltily.

"A little of the former," he starts, and as sandwillow shoots him a disapproving look, he quickly continues. "But mostly the latter. Don't worry, doc, I ain't aimin'ta join StarClan that early! It's just a scratch; pro'lly don't have to look at it. But I found you some herbs on my exploration today, plus..."

he trails off hesitantly while sandwillow pads over to sniff the herbs he'd gathered, nodding approvingly and grasping the bundles in his mouth before padding off to sort them into his stores while luckysong tried to figure out a good way to explain what'd happened earlier. finally, as sandwillow finishes sorting away the lungworth, luckysong braces himself for the scathing response he was about to receive and continues. "Well, uh, found a coyote on the huntin' territory today. Mangy little fleab--"

"A coyote?!" sandwillow whirls to face him, disbelief dripping off his words as he narrows his eyes to his leader; luckysong, to his credit, manages to not immediately droop his ears to the side like a kit in the face of the medcat's tone. "Do not tell me you fought it on your own. Don't. If you tell me you're that stupid, I'll-- I don't even know how I'll handle that. Tell me you came straight back here, just now, to tell us all that."

"...I didn't fight it," luckysong begins weakly, barely not flinching from the steely glare sandwillow levels at him and cutting him off before he can start. "I promise, I didn't. I chased it off; not a scratch on me. From the coyote, at least," he adds, shaking his head weakly with a sheepish smile as sandwillow groans in deep exhaustion. "Really, I didn't! C'mon, Sandwil', you know I couldn't just leave it there. At least I got nine lives; what if the clan runs inta it?"

"The clan is not so stupid to try and chase off a predator on their own!" sandwillow retorts in exasperation, shaking his head and beginning to push luckysong out of the den. "What am I going to do with you? My leader is chasing his death wish so early. I can't perform miracles, you know!"

"I know, I know, but I'm fine. I just wanted'ta tell you, since Shadewish seems to be out--"

"Tell him what?" redfur's voice breaks into their conversation, startling luckysong into a frantic whirl to face the cinnamon-colored molly's inquisitive gaze, eyes excited; sandwillow heaves another sigh, though quieter this time, and luckysong can sense his friend's mutual apprehension of telling redfur this early.

"Is... is Shadewish back? Actually, where's he gone off'ta to begin with?" luckysong deflects, and redfur immediately tried to hide a scowl, much to luckysong's increasing exhaustion.

"Off on an exploration patrol, probably," she replies dismissively, almost rolling her eyes. he wearily glances back at sandwillow, who gives him a briefly sympathetic glance before returning to the irritated, exhausted look he was wearing beforehand - a reminder he's definitely not heard the end of their conversation. "I haven't seen him since he assigned me a hunting patrol this morning."

"Well, did he mention how long he's gonna be gone?" he tries, desperately trying to avoid telling the ambitious, impulsive cat about the predator sighting before his trusted deputy; sometimes he thinks that he was the worst mentor for her, considering how impulsive he is himself. she shrugs dismissively and flicks her tail in response.

"If he did, I didn't catch it. What's so important, anyways? Stuff that a deputy should take care of?" he doesn't miss the way slight contempt rolls off her words as she emphasizes it, and he almost decides to just fake being much more injured so sandwillow will whisk him back into the healer's den and away from this conversation. unfortunately, the medcat speaks first.

"Coyote sighting. It's nothing major, but of course, the deputy should know," sandwillow explains smoothly, tactfully ignoring the way her eyes light up at his words. "Luckysong will obviously tell everyone, but considering he just got back and is undoubtedly exhausted, you can't blame him for wanting to tell Shadewish first."

"A coyote?! On our hunting grounds?!" redfur exclaims, already on her paws and practically darting back and forth, tail lashing excitedly. "Why, we oughta--!! The nerve of those fleabeasts! Luckysong, just give the word and we can be out to chase that little pest ou--"

"It's fine," luckysong cuts her off exasperatedly, glancing at sandwillow in a moderate amount of despair and exhaustion. "I chased it off. It shouldn't bother us today, at least, and when Shadewish gets back we can organize a patrol to deal with it."

"Fox-dung!" redfur spits in reply, lashing her tail to punctuate it. "It's not even hurt?! Well, obviously, you aren't expected to kill one alone," she hastily adds, before returning to her previous level of vitriol and fury. "But we need to get rid of that thing A-S-A-P, leader! We can't wait for a deputy who just takes his time being away from camp the same day our leader's out--"

"Enough!" he snaps it so forcefully that even he's a little shocked; redfur immediately dies down, eyes wide with surprise, and he catches sandwillow cover his muzzle with one paw to hide a grin out of the corner of his eye. lashing his tail once, he sits on his haunches and sighs, desperately wishing that this was not happening and shadewish was in fact just resting in camp when he first got here so this conversation never would've began in the first place. "You'll treat your deputy with the same amount of respect you treat me, Redfur. That's an order. And we're waiting for him to get back before we do anything."

"Luckysong, a coyote is loose on the hunting grounds, and while you did a very noble and powerfully drove it away or deeper into Westcreek, we need to get mo--"

"What's all the commotion? You'd think a nest of bees fell into the healer's den, with this racket!" a new voice yowls over to them, cutting off both redfur and luckysong; the latter cat immediately shot up to glance at the entrance to camp, relief flooding his fur as shadewish made his way over to them with a questioning look. 'Thank StarClan,' he thought wearily.

"Shadewish," he greets, relief dripping off his voice and ignoring redfur's visible look of irritation and scorn as shadewish touches his tail to luckysong's in friendly greeting. "Hey, I was lookin' for ya. But, well, we got sidetracked..."

"I can see that," shadewish mews in response, a mixture of amusement and concern tinging his voice. "What's going on? I just got back from my exploration patrol, but Dustblossom can take my fresh-kill over to the pile..."

it takes a few minutes for luckysong to explain the unabridged version of the coyote encounter, suddenly uncaring of who else was listening as shadewish listens in rapt attention; redfur's neck fur bristles on end as she listens in, and sandwillow's exasperation is evident as he cuts in a few times to remind the three carriers that what luckysong did was incredibly vole-brained and if anyone else does that, he'll give them a few new wounds instead of fixing the old ones! as their leader explains. after he finishes the recap, suddenly weary as the day's events crash down on him, shadewish swishes his tail once and nods approvingly.

"Well, yeah, that was incredibly mousebrained of ya, Luckystar," the deputy mews, and luckysong winces at the second admonishment as well as the usage of his formal name. whoops. "But we should get a patrol together tomorrow at sunrise to go explore that area a bit more thoroughly. You're right," he nods to redfur, "It can't be allowed free roam around the hunting territory, not when apprentices practice their hunting and gathering around here. But we shouldn't set off tonight. Luckyst-- Luckysong's exhausted, see?"

redfur barely muffles a hiss, lashing her tail thrice in frustration, before stalking off; shadewish calls after her with a tinge of disappointment in his voice. "Meet me at sunrise with Luckysong if you want to come with, Redfur. We could use your strength in a battle, if it comes to that."

"I feel like somehow this is my fault," luckysong mumbles, eyes following redfur as she stalks off into the carrier's den, disappearing behind the moss. shadewish catches his look with genuine concern and sympathy in his eyes, but he's beaten to the response before he can even open his mouth.

"What, that you're reckless and faced a coyote on your own? Yes, that bit might be." sandwillow quips, before letting out a soft laugh and shaking his head. "Don't worry about her; she'll mellow out when she gets an apprentice, I think. Now, you better go get some rest, before I decide to take a few cues from a coyote myself."

luckysong takes his advice and scurries off to the leader's den, exhaustion from the day fully catching up to him as he curls up in his bedding and almost immediately falls asleep.

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sunrise the next morning, he meets shadewish and redfur outside the boxcar; he's relieved to see redfur looking significantly calmer than yesterday, but unease still prickles his fur as he opens his jaws in a yawn and flicks his tail as greeting to the two.

"Morning, leader," shadewish remarks gently, touching the tip of his tail to luckysong's ear before straightening his stance. "Ready to go explore Westcreek some more, maybe find some nasty predators?"

he resists the urge to joke back and remark 'Do I have to?' to his deputy, well aware of redfur's presence and the rest of the clan waking up. "Yep, all good. You give out patrols for the day already, then?"

"All taken care of," he affirms, and luckysong nods once in affirmation before turning to face the eastern entrance out of camp. "Well, let's go then. Sunlight's burning, and all that."

the three cats quietly slip out of camp, and luckysong desperately hopes that today will be a much smoother and less-long day than yesterday.
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--cats on patrol
luckysong | HP 97% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
shadewish | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
redfur | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

--level 0
experience: 82/100

--inventory
scraps | 1 FP | x2
mouse | 2 FP | x0
small fish | 2 FP | x0
vole | 3 FP | x0
rabbit | 3 FP | x0
bird | 4 FP | x0

broom | x1
chamomile | x1
ragwort | x1
holly berries | x1
lungworth | x1

[xx]

--items in inventory used
-- n / a --

-- active quests:
-- n / a --

[Vivika]

Hello! I also believe I might've been skipped, I will turn this into a mark/delete it if it hasn't.

Explore post here

hello there! there are actually a few changes that need to made before writers
can respond to your explore post! i've sent you a quick pm to sort things out! <33

[Vivika]

EYE OF THE STORM !

★ user + clan link: danicalifornia + clan archive
★ responding to: danicalifornia's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-out of death rolls!]
xx+30XP for writing, + 10XP for patrol sent, +5XP for chasing predator off
xx+5XP for prey collected, +1XP for herbs found

It came out of nowhere.

A mere blur was all the warning that Sword of the Stars had, a mere twitch in the vast monotonous sea of sand, before the beast was unleashed. The jackal’s curved canines glinted as it lunged for him.

Sword of the Stars jerked back, twisting out of the creature’s reach and aimed a swipe at its neck. It connected.

The jackal yelped, muzzle twisting into a snarl.

Behind the jackal, his patrol had finally reacted. Potoo had slunk behind that mangy desert dog, eyes narrowed and ready to pounce. The others fanned out around it to block its escape.

They had it. The jackal was surrounded.

A small smirk curved on Sword of the Stars’ muzzle. He met Potoo’s Lament’s gaze evenly, offering a small nod. Now. He lunged forward to distract the creature, while the other bandit whirled into motion and pounced.

The jackal howled. Potoo’s well-placed bite to its shoulder sent it buckling into the sand. With a firm, frantic shake, the jackal threw Potoo off its back, although not without receiving a few scratches in the process. The others closed in, attempting to seal off its exit to keep it cornered.

The creature’s eyes were wild. Desperate. It slammed its good shoulder into Rat’s Nose, knocking the tom over, before making a run for it. It fled, tail tucked between its legs, scrambling over the desert savannah.

“Hey━” Rat’s Nose stumbled to his paws, panting as he caught his breath. “I’m fine, but I found something. I mean, look, it’s… shiny.” (+1 common myo)

Glowing Embers raised his head, giving it a small tilt. “The jackal also left its prey pile behind. We found these.” (+3FP ground squirrel, +2FP vole, +1 sorrel)

★ totals;
xx+0% hunger for each patrol cat (one free post left!)

xx+51XP → level 2 (116/300XP)
xx+3FP ground squirrel, +2FP vole
xx+1 sorrel
xx+1 common myo

★ notes; so sorry for the wait! thank you so much for being patient! <3

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BIRCHCLAN !

★ user + clan link: sprite cranberry + clan archive
★ responding to: sprite cranberry's last post
★ xp stats: [opted-out of death rolls!]
xx+10XP for writing, + 10XP for patrol sent
xx+2XP for prey collected, +3XP for herbs found

Gold and scarlet leaves descended from above, flowing with the morning breeze’s gentle touch. Above, a blur of gold twirled, dancing, in the winds, before falling from the skies to settle onto Cinderstar’s nose. A leaf?

CinderStar paused, giving a quick shake of his head to dislodge it. Except the thing clung to his nose. Stubbornly. His brows furrowed. What the… what was this? He tipped his muzzle up. A sticky leaf? No, wait… a butterfly.

The delicate creature perched atop his nose, soft gold wings stilling for a breath’s pause. Its antenna twitched, almost in silent greeting. Another flutter of those wings and it was off, flitting off to a nearby tree.

Gnarled, twisted roots breached the surface of the ground, entangled and intertwined. Tilting his head a little, he followed, meandering slowly behind. Carefully, he stepped over the roots, pausing at the base of the tree. A few bushy greens rested in its shade, sprawled out in the sun. (+1 mint, +1 coltsfoot, +1 elder leaves)

He tugged the leafy greens from the plant, bracing his paws against the ground for purchase. There. All done─

The leaves trembled.

His eyes narrowed. Something was here.
Quietly, he lowered himself into a crouch, leaning in closer.

A soft squeal pierced the air, and a small fuzzy creature dashed out, dropping a cracked, glossy pebble. (+1 common myo!)

Now. He pounced, leaping onto the tiny creature and snagging in his jaws. One of the gnarled roots caught near his belly, sending a slight twinge in his side. (+2FP vole, -2% health for cinderstar for a tiny belly scratch ━ no herbs or rest required!)

Dropping his catch near his paws, CinderStar frowned. Something was wrong. He’d been… reasonably quiet, so what had startled the vole out of hiding? It seemed... off. Pausing, he sniffed the air, closing his eyes as the scents filtered in. Birch, fresh rain, herbs and━

Snake.

His eyes flew open.
And a deadly one, too.


★ CinderStar has scented a predator ━ a poisonous snake ━ nearby! Does he pursue the creature or choose to leave it alone? ★

★ totals;
xx+0% hunger for each patrol cat (two free posts left!)
xx-2% health for cinderstar (no herbs or rest needed!)
xxxx↳ cinderstar (98% health)

xx+25XP → level 0 (25/100XP)
xx+2FP vole
xx+1 mint, +1 coltsfoot, +1 elder leaves
xx+1 common myo

★ notes; n/a! <3

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[beebun]

the pirates -
foxclan last post [url]last reply[/url] - pirates last post last reply



“we need to take him to lobstar. she may be young, but she’s got more knowledge in medicine than anyone of us. like avi says; she’s been blessed by mecá.” chipper mrowed, glancing worriedly at teadrip.
he was right of course; chipper was almost always right. he was right about the attack, about the fact that the pirates didn’t really have a territory. teadrip sighed, admitting this aloud, “yes, you’re right. but for now.. let’s just give him one of these herbs,” the blue and white she-cat shuffled the herbs she had found beneath her paws, “hopefully it’ll help him with the pain when we take him back to the ship.” chipper nodded in agreement. “and.. I’m sorry for not listening to you. this whole mess could’ve been avoided if I had just calmed down and took some advice. you wouldn’t be hurt squashpaw.” teadrip glanced at the young orange tom, as if to say sorry to squashpaw as well. she sighed once more before picking up and herb and giving it to him to eat. hopefully it would help.
chipper made the first move to start dragging squashpaw back to the ship, but he uncurled before chipper could help. with a cough, squashpaw growled; “no thank you. I can walk back on my own four paws.” he got up wobbly, and toppled over before he could stand fully. chipper shook his head and went to help squashpaw anyway. he supported his clanmate’s left flank while teadrip supported squashpaw’s right. squashpaw let out a sigh of acceptance, and instead of glaring at chipper, he glared at teadrip.
the patrol continued on in this manner, not realizing how far they were in to the city and how long it would take to get back to camp. every once and a while the trio stopped, letting the injured tom catch his breath.
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cats -
teadrip / hp 100% / hup 0% / sick - n
squashpaw / hp 85% / hup 0% / sick - n (technically not an app.)
chipper / hp 100% / hup 0% / sick - n

level 3
337 xp out of 400 xp

inventory -
scraps / 1 fp / x1
mice or rats / 2 fp / x0
small fish / 2 fp / x0
crabs / 2 fp / x0
minnow / 3 fp / x0
bird / 4 fp / x1
birds of prey / 5 fp / x0
chamomile / x1
comfrey root / x1
raspberry leaves / x1
tansy / x1
horsetail / x1
tormentil / x1
catchweed / x1
bindweed / x1

items used -
x1 crab to chipper & x1 chamomile to squashpaw

predators -
other cats
birds of prey
dogs
coyotes

[ivyy.]

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Last Explore Post | Last Response Received
Peachcrown and Ceadarflame stood glued together as he knew how easily Peachcrown got scared. Nightfall stepped forward and called out, "Who's there?!" To the moving shadow, possibly a very dark cat or badger but they weren't sure as they were standing upwind from the creature, whatever it was.

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--cats on patrol
Ceadarflame | HP 100% | HUP 30% | Sick: N
Nightfall | HP 100% | HUP 30% | Sick: N
Peachcrown | HP 100% | HUP 30% | Sick: N

--level 4
experience: 148/500

--inventory
2x Mice = 1 FP per
1x Scraps = 1 FP per
1x Vole = 2 FP per
1x Hare = 4 FP per
1x Bird = 4 FP per

1x Celandine ll 2x Deadly Nightshade ll 1x Daisy Leaf ll 1x Goatweed ll 5x Bindweed ll 3x Yarrow ll 2x Tansy ll 2x Blackberry leaves ll 3x Cobweb ll 1x Comfrey root ll 2x Elders Leaves ll 1x Broom ll 1x Ragwort ll 2x Mallow leaf ll 2x Mint ll 2x Goldenrod ll 3x Poppy seeds ll 1x Willow bark ll 1x Stinging nettle ll 1x Lovage ll 1x Hawkweed ll 1x Lamb's Ear ll 1x Holly Berry ll 1x Willow Leaf ll 2x Sorrel ll 1x Thyme ll 1x Burdock Root ll 1x Tansy ll 1x Catmint ll

-- items being used
none

-- active quests:
[url=url link]quest #1[/url]

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BirchClan
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CinderStar practically jumped out of his skin upon discovering the serpent, taking a few steps back to collect himself. The slim tomcat pondered his next move for a moment, he knew he had to continue on his way but the reptile was blocking the only path he felt confident and familiar with. This toxic beast was in stark contrast to the warm sun and golden leaves that seemed so loving and still, "Of all the things I had to stumble upon today, naturally, it would be a snake" he growled lowly, irritated by the disruption that lay in his wake.

Inhale. Exhale. CinderStar steadied himself, unsheathed his claws and went pounding towards the wicked creature. He was far bigger than this flea-brained snake, it may have been venemous but providing he played his cards right he knew that he'd come out of this unscathed. He opened his mouth wide, poised and ready for a fight- and came down on the snake ferociously.

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--cats on patrol
CinderStar | HP 98% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

--level 0
experience: 25/100

--inventory
prey | 1 FP | x0
vole | 2 FP | x1
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

mint | hides the scent of decay, can also be used to treat fleas | x1
coltsfoot | used to treat kitten-cough, as well as cracked or sore pads | x1
elder leaf | soothes sprains | x1

--items in inventory used
Any items used this post (or eaten)
none!

-- active quests:
none!