ClanClan - When the clans become Cats, do all the cats fuse?

[Springtalon]

[first rping post, woo!]

<]Ivymoon || Currently; Male || Location; Woods || Tags; Open [>
Ivymoon's lithe form carried him through the woods rather quickly. On of the many advantages of being as small as he was, was the fact that he was rather quick, and very agile, especially compared to some of the others like Thicketflower or Aspenstorm. A small voice in his head, the leader of the clan he represented growled out Don't forget Rippleripple. Ivymoon rolled his eyes and thought back. Good point. Of course now, all my thoughts are going to be filled with trying to think of WHY they chose that name. It's confusing, and makes absolutely no sense. Ivymoon's multi-colored tail flicked from side to side as he continued to walk through the woods, mentally conversing with the leader of the cats inside his head.

[Tsukỉ]

Rippleripple stood up immediately. "Oakhollow, go on patrol." then s/he started coughing.
"Yes, Beetlestar." then out.

[røsebud]

A S P E N S T O R M
she-cat // personification of AspenClan // Tagged: open
Aspenstorm awoke early in the morning, her amber eyes blinking slowly awake. The tortoiseshell she-cat slowly rose to her paws and allowed herself a good stretch before padding into the first rays of sunlight, being careful not to trod of the sleeping forms of her denmates. She stood outside for a few moments, peering around and collecting her thoughts. Ivymoon had gone into the woods, and it seemed like Rippleripple had gone out on patrol. That poor cat, she thought will her usual pang of sympathy. "Well, I suppose I should make myself useful," Aspenstorm decided aloud, eyeing the fresh kill pile. She made her way to the camp entrance, then paused, wondering if any cat would like to hunt with her.

[Dinolil1]

Patchedtail, the personification of Tumbleclan, was sunning himself, at least he was until loud sobbing burst through his head. It appeared that the newcomer of Tumbleclan was still grieving. Sighing loudly, the calico got up. ''Might as well do something.'' Patchedtail murmured, striding up to Aspenstorm. ''Hey Aspenstorm, hunting?'' he inquired politely.

[hazilnut]

Beechsong | Beechclan | Tagging: open

Beechsong was almost 100% sure that there was a part of them they would very much like to drown. Maybe several parts of them."But that would be counterproductive to the whole of us." "No, dissent is counterproductive to the whole of us." "No-" "Hush up! There are other cats around!" They scanned their immediate vicinity and noted that the camp was fairly bustling with activity. Half of them was very smug about this, the other half was flexing their claws. Beechsong shooshed themself and returned to their grooming, tittering softly like talking to oneself wasn't weird. It really wasn't, every cat here did it, but not every cat harbored as many secrets as Beechsong did. But nevermind that, where had they been? Oh right, grooming. Grooming and watching. A small smirk crossed their muzzle as their green gaze swept the clearing. Yes watching, watching and plotting.

[Dinolil1]

Patchedtail - Personification of Tumbleclan - Tagged: Aspenstorm and Beechsong -

Taking initiative, the calico turned to look over his shoulder, spotting the strange Beechsong. He got the sneaking suspicion that Beechsong wasn't as she seemed, but Patchedtail nevertheless treated her the same as everyone else. Raising an eyebrow, Patchedtail greeted her. ''Hey Beechsong, would you like to come hunting!''

[hazilnut]

Beechsong | Beechclan | Tagging: Patchedtail

Someone was talking to Beechsong, and this time it certainly wasn't themself. "Oh! Patchedtail! Of course I'd love to go huntin'!" The pale tabby bounced to their paws, stumbling as they did so in a heavily calculated manner. They chuckled, righted themselves, and ignored the parts of them that were internally rolling their eyes. "Huntin's a funny word, did you ever stop and consider it? Huntin'! Hun-tin'!" They rolled the word around their tongue a while longer, getting too into character as usual. "Come on Patch, say it with me! Hun-tin'! So weird!"

[Dinolil1]

Patchedtail - Personification of Tumbleclan - Tagged: Aspenstorm and Beechsong -

The white cat twitched his tail, wondering if he did the right thing by inviting such a weirdo along. Patchedtail smiled at Beechsong, although a part of him knew it was forced. ''Huntin'...I prefer to say Hunting.'' Patchedtail replied. ''It is certainly weird...different accents and suchlike.'' Frowning slightly, Patchedtail wondered why things were called what they were called. ''How did we decide to call Hunting hunting and not something else?''

[hazilnut]

Beechsong | Beechclan | Tagging: Patchedtail

Diversion success! Beechsong cocked their head and squeezed their brilliant green eyes shut, as if thinking this over intently. "I dunno!" they declared suddenly, "Maybe because if we called it something else it wouldn't be what it is! I'm Beechsong and you're Patchtail but if we switch names who's you and who's me?" They regarded the tom in front of them with intent gaze, their mind not at all on the same track as what was coming out of their mouth. "Hmmm...hmm, hmm, hmm!" Somehow Beechsong ended up diverging from thinking into humming an odd tune.

[Dinolil1]

Patchedtail - Personification of Tumbleclan - Tagged: Beechsong -


''Fair enough..'' He replied, flicking his tail. ''I like my name anyway.'' Patchedtail added, padding through the woods. He was straining his ears to hunt, but due to Beechsong's humming there was no point anyway. ''You are very loud.'' Patchedtail noted. ''Please may you be quieter, I'm trying to hunt!''