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[diluc.]

Birchclan. The hidden territory full of felines ofvarious breeds; fighting, hunting but
most imporantly, protecting. The clan was formed by the great Froststar who still lives
on now within the clan, continuing his role as the great leader. Birchclan is known for
their great climbing skills as well as being great fighters. The clan itself is surrounded by
many pine and birch trees, leaves and needles are scattered throughout the forest floor,
creating great spaces for nesting material. On one cold morning, a tom entered the warmth
of the medicine cat's den, bleeding intensely from his eye after a sudden attack of a rogue.
What will happen if the two of them get along? [ roleplay between me and Roleplayer123 ]

[diluc.]

name. tigerstep, the prefix, tiger, has been recieved for his unique
striped coat, almost resembling a tigers. the suffix, step, he earned
for his way of walking, usually taking larger steps than other cats,
this is also shown in his style of running.
age & gender. this tom is currently around twenty-eight moons old.
ranking. he has been a loyal warrior ever since.
appearance. tigerstep has a chocolate brown coat along with black
markings covering most of his face, legs, and back. his fur is often
matted, along with having a lot of dried leaves mixed within. the tom
has piercing amber eyes, as well as a gloomy expression planted on
his face.
personality. usually, he can be quite ignorant and cold-hearted,
however, tigerstep isn't as 'terrible' as he seems, in fact, he is rather
caring and overprotective, but he tends to hide those traits deep
inside that is unless you have gained his full trust. not many cats
decide to hang about with him, most likely because of his 'unfriendly'
personality. there is more to this tom than it seems, most his traits
are hidden deep within as he builds a great big wall between him
and the cats within the clan.
weaknesses. thinking beforehand, stalking, hunting.
strengths. climbing, running, high stamina.
other. i havent got enough space for everything which is terribly annoying.

[Roleplayer123]

Name: Softwing
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Shecat
Sexuality: straight
Species/Breed: Big mix
Personality: Sweet, caring, compassionate, enduring, cocky, fun-loving, easily trusting
Appearance: Dusty white with pale light green eyes. She has a long tail, medium length fur, and short legs.
Likes: Rabbit, thrush, sunshine, kits
Dislikes: Being wet, coldness, sickness
Skills: Excellent healing, running
Weaknesses: Swimming,
History: Born, grown and currently lives in BirchClan.
Crush: tbd
Mate: tbd
Offspring: tbd
Other: She keeps a feather from a hawk that took her sibling, Rosepaw.

[Roleplayer123]

We can begin now if you want!

[Roleplayer123]

I can't wait~

[Roleplayer123]

Softwing was tiding her messy herbs. ''Those dang kits came running through here again!'' she chuckled, making the broken and squished herbs into a pile. ''I'll have to have a word with Applefall.'' Although she was alone she talked to herself to unsettle the quietness.

[diluc.]

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The large tom let out a sudden yowl which echoed throughout the deep forest, birds flew off, spooked by the loud noise. His breathing became heavy and shaky, thick, red liquid poured down his face within seconds, staining his chocolate brow pelt. Tigerstep stood frozen, his whole body shaking from ‘fear’. Just moments before, he was peacefully patrolling the area, just like Froststar had told him to do. It was a stupid idea to go out alone, that’s for sure. Soon enough, after realising what just happened, Tigerstep rushed back to the camp, stumbling and tripping over a variety things. He didn’t think losing sight in one eye would be such a big deal, but maybe it was just him who wasn’t as used to the feeling. Tigerstep leaped out of the bushes, rolling on the dusty floor, creating a loud thud as he fell. Warriors and such turned their heads to see where the noise came from, only to see the large feline on the ground, deeply inhaling and exhaling. A white tom with heterochromatic eyes padded towards Tigerstep, wiping his petite paw to remove the blood around his eye carefully, “Will someone get Softwing?!” He called out, watching for a split second as a ginger she-cat stormed off towards the medicine den.

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Softwing was humming quietly when a ginger she-cat entered her den in a hurry. ''It's Tigerstep!'' she cried, clearing worried. She sighed and shook her head. Gathering her best herbs in a leaf, she brought them out to the to who was encircled by his clanmates.
Ordering her clanmates to part, she sat beside the tom and began evaluating his wounds. ''Tigerstep? You need to calm down...ok?'' she spoke carefully, yet calmly as though she had dealt with this a thousand times before. She reached over to her pile and brought out a comfrey root. Chewing it thoroughly, she spat it onto his wound slowly and covered it with a thick cobweb. ''Bring him to my den!'' she demanded, causing many of the warriors to respond as quickly as they could by carrying the tom by shoulder to shoulder. She raced ahead of the group and fixed a nest of the softest moss and swan feathers the apprentices had gathered. Her voice now was strict, but it calmed as the excitement slowed.

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Calm? How can I be calm?! He thought to himself. As the herb was spread around his eye wound, it instantly began to somewhat soothe the pain, however, the effect was weak, Tigerstep continued to grunt in pain, scrunching up his nose. The tom flinched at the feeling of others carrying him towards Softwing's den, carefully placing him down on the soft bed made out of moss and multiple feathers. "It hurts." He said shakily, gripping tightly onto the ground with his sharp claws which dug into the soil beneath. His other eye was constantly closed throughout the process, it already felt so different, only being able to see the world through one eye. Tigerstep's breathing slowed progressively, the pain was going, however, one small touch and it could always come back out of nowhere.

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''I know it hurts, but if you calm down I can make it better.'' she looked through her store of herbs for one to help him relax. She placed 3 small poppy seeds and a tiny amount of catmint to help him calm down. ''Eat'' she directed. She was looking over his eye when the dreaded expectation came over her like a wave. ''He won't be able to see out of it again...'' she murmured. Sighing deeply, she pretended to be sorting her herbs, but was really thinking of ways to tell him.