Current Territory Status wrote:⟾New Moon [] Waxing [] Half-Moon [☀] Waxing (after half-moon) [] Full Moon [] Waning [] Half-Moon [] Waning (after half-moon) []⟽
⟾Morning [☀] Sunhigh [] Afternoon [] Night [] ⟽
⟾New-Leaf [] Green-Leaf [☀] Leaf-Fall [] Leaf-Bare []⟽
⟾OakClan Weather: Fair⟽
⟾EagleClan Weather: Fair⟽
OakClan
⇾Beestar ✟ 49 moons ✟ ♀ ✟ Apprentice: ✟ Mate/Crush: Streamstar ✟ Tags: ✟ Lives: ★★★★★★★★
"𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝐼'𝓂 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈,
B e e s t a r perched atop the branch she used to make announcements. For two moons she queen’s nest had been empty save herself; something she had yet to get used to. Now that her kits were apprenticed her duties were her sole investment, and an empty nest came with that. She typically woke very early these days, as she had not been sleeping well. No cats had passed since the death of Tinybird, though she worried for the numbers of her Clan. While their rival, EagleClan, was booming with a full apprentices’ den and nursery, her Clan had a nursery that was about to be empty. That had been her driving decision to accept both Artemis and Fawnkit into the Clan - Tigerblaze had found a kit in the night, seemingly abandoned, and Artemis had shown interest in their customs.
The tabby shook her head, clearing away her thoughts. Beestar’s eyes shifted down the tree towards the other hollow where the nursery was. Today, she would be announcing Creamflower’s kits as apprentices - including the mysteriously found Fawnkit.
The tabby shook her head, clearing away her thoughts. Beestar’s eyes shifted down the tree towards the other hollow where the nursery was. Today, she would be announcing Creamflower’s kits as apprentices - including the mysteriously found Fawnkit.
𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒, 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈."
⇾Jackdawstrike ☠ 15 moons ☠ ♂ ☠ Apprentice: ☠ Mate/Crush: Splashfeater, Ivypaw ☠ Tags: Splashfeather
"ℑ'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔢,
J a c k d a w s t r i k e hadn’t been feeling well lately. He found himself having headaches, and sometimes, when he was around his Clanmates, the brush of their fur made him feel...dizzy. It was a strange feeling, so Jackdawstrike hadn’t gone to Robinwind about it - what could he do, after all? Jackdawstrike had never heard of another cat not being able to touch their Clanmates without feeling shaky on their paws. Even now, as he blinked sleep from his eyes, Jackdawstrike scowled. Something from his dreams was bothering him, but he could no longer remember them clearly, which was even more frustrating.
The jet-black tom stood up and arched his back in a stretch. His broad body had evened out - his large paws no longer looked too big for his body, and his muscle had become more appropriately defined. Now, Jackdawstrike took a few steps from his nest, and prodded the shoulder of his tortoiseshell Clanmate. “Splashfeather - wake up.”
The jet-black tom stood up and arched his back in a stretch. His broad body had evened out - his large paws no longer looked too big for his body, and his muscle had become more appropriately defined. Now, Jackdawstrike took a few steps from his nest, and prodded the shoulder of his tortoiseshell Clanmate. “Splashfeather - wake up.”
ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢."
⇾Dappleleaf ☮ 24 moons ☮ ♀ ☮ Apprentice: ☮ Mate/Crush: Weaselstripe ☮ Tags: Weaselstripe
"нєу нσηєу уσυ ¢συℓ∂ вє му ∂яυg,
D a p p l e l e a f rolled over, stretching out her legs over her head. Her eyes fluttered open as she found herself next to a body - that of her mate, Weaselstripe. Beginning to purr the calico finished rolling over and buried her muzzle in his fur. She closed her eyes, relishing in his familiar scent and her tired, bleary state.
уσυ ¢συℓ∂ вє му ηєω ρяєѕ¢яιρтιση."
⇾Stormpaw ☣ 8 moons ☣ ♂ ☣ Mentor: Elmshade ☣ Mate/Crush: Dustkit ☣ Tags:
"Ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｂｅａｒ ｔｏ ｗａｓｈ ｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｗａｓｔｅｄ ｔｉｍｅ
T h e pale gray tabby was lying on his back, snoring lightly. He enjoyed having so much space to himself - the den was spacious, housing only himself, Falconpaw, and Artemis. He had gotten used to the older queen’s company along with his brother’s, so it wasn’t a huge change for him. His legs twitched in his sleep. In his dreams, he was pounding his paws on the moor, chasing a rabbit. In his two moons of training he’d yet to be fast enough to catch the elusive prey, but in his dream, he was right on its fluffy tail.
Ｂｅｔｗｅｅｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｉｐｓ ａｎｄ ｍｉｎｅ."
⇾Fawnkit ♠ 6 moons ♠ ♂ ♠ Mentor: ♠ Mate/Crush: ♠ Tags: Creamflower, Dustkit, Poppykit
"ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛɪᴇs ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ,
F a w n k i t wiggled his rump and then pounced forward onto the tip of Creamflower’s tail. The kit knew he wasn’t actually from Sunflare and Creamflower’s litter - but he typically didn’t feel any different and viewed them as his family. Now, the tiny tabby wobbled up onto Creamflower’s flank. “Creamflower! Creamflower, wake up! It’s the day of our apprentice ceremony!”
sᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ, ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ."
EagleClan
⇾Swiftbadger ☄ 45 moons ☄ ♂ ☄ Apprentice: ☄ Crush: Littleflower ☄ Tags:
"𝕀'𝕞 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥-𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣-
S w i f t b a d g e r padded through the forest alone. A squirrel and a vole swung from his jaws. The brown tabby had been out hunting since just after the sun rose - it had woken him up, and his mind was too awake to allow him to fall back asleep. He almost shook Littleflower awake to ask for her company, but she had been...distant, lately. Perhaps it was because he was spending more time with Acornspots. Since she’d gotten pregnant, he’d finally had a relationship with her again, and now her kits. Maybe she’s jealous that I’m giving my time to someone else...we used to do everything together, or with Mistflower with us. Mistflower hasn’t been around me much, not since…
The tabby heaved a sigh as he padded into camp. He dropped his prey in the pile and then sat down and began to groom his paws.
The tabby heaved a sigh as he padded into camp. He dropped his prey in the pile and then sat down and began to groom his paws.
𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣?"
⇾Acornspots 🌪 45 moons 🌪 ♀ 🌪 Apprentice: 🌪 Mate: Russetswirl 🌪 Tags: Kits&Queens
"coυld тнιѕ вe love aт ғιrѕт ѕιgнт, or ѕнoυld ι walĸ вy agaιn?
A c o r n s p o t s slept soundly. Her tail was curled around her kits, and a purr rumbled from her chest. Lately, her life had been different. Normally she would be up searching out Streamspot or Southstar to join an early patrol, or preparing to go hunt, but now she was a queen. Her days were spent watching her kits grow and surprisingly, she had loved every minute of it. This was the life she hadn’t even known she wanted, though she couldn’t wait to be patrolling with her mate again.
yoυ're pнoтogenιcally dreѕѕed, тнe converѕaтιon вegιnѕ."
⇾Quiverheart ◎ 18 moons ◎ ♀ ◎ Apprentice: ◎ Mate/Crush: ◎ Tags:
"All these confusing images of what life should look like...
Q u i v e r h e a r t stretched her legs. The queen padded out into the clearing, scanning for Streamspot. Now that Stagleap had moved to the nursery, she had spent most of her time patrolling and hunting or seeing her mentor. Mistflower had seemed down lately - she was often moping with Deertail, who had also been particularly down. It seemed that some interpersonal relationships in the Clan were falling apart, and Quiverheart was just glad she kept to herself.
Are just illusions; they are just illusions - that mean so much to me."
⇾Deertail ϟ 46 moons ϟ ♂ ϟ Apprentice: ϟ Mate: Tickfang (Formerly), Foxcloud (Formerly) ϟ Tags:
"ⱠØVɆⱤ ₵Ø₥Ɇ ⱧØⱠĐ ₥Ɇ, ⱧɆ₳Đ'₴ Ø₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₣Ɽł₮Ⱬ;
D e e r t a i l wrapped his tail around himself, covering his nose. It had been six moons since he had discovered that his mate had cheated on him, and that his kits were in fact not even his. He had never forgiven the queen though he missed her everyday. He avoided the nursery all together, and most of his Clanmates. Especially the toms - Foxcloud had refused to reveal the father, which meant it could be any of them. He still trusted a few, of course - Southstar and Daydream especially. He knew that the Clan leader and medicine cat would never do anything like that. The ginger-and-white cat had found himself rising from his nest later and later, and even now he screwed his eyes shut and tried to force himself back to sleep.
฿ØĐɎ ł₦₮ØӾł₵₳₮ɆĐ; ₣ɆɆⱠł₦₲₴ ₵Ø₥₣ØⱤ₮₳฿ⱠɎ ₥łӾɆĐ."
⇾Willowkit ♥ 1 moon ♥ ♀ ♥ Mentor: ♥ Mate/Crush: ♥ Tags: Queens&Kits
"𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷' 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵, 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓭;
T h e small dilute tortoiseshell had not had eyes that were open for long. Since they had, Willowkit had been interested in everything. Now the queen was lying over the edge of the nest, her little baby-blue eyes peering out of the hollow and into the camp. Oh, how she longed to be out there, padding around among the bigger and tougher cats - if only her little legs could walk for long without getting tired.
𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓬𝓮 - 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓬𝓮."
