<.:Flameclan & Mistclan:.> V.2 - Semi-lit

[{Bubbles}]

~Can I get a recap? I'm almost done with my forms.~

[skeletor]

((Squallpaw's free to rp ^^
And I'm pretty terrible at recaps, but I'll give this a shot :'DD~
FlameClan: Tidalpaw -the medicine cat apprentice- was talking to Lightningstar, but left to go see if Hawkfeather needed her for anything. He asked her to take out and bury some of the useless herbs and to see if she could find any tansy on the way back, then he finished sorting out the herbs and went to grab some food from the fresh kill pile.
Mirestride woke up, and decided to talk with Lightningstar.
Minnowsong collected some balls of moss from the forest, and took it to the elders. She's now looking for a free apprentice to change the elder's bedding.
Pearlpaw was waiting for her first training session with Ashclaw, but was feeling a bit impatient. Galepaw started talking to her, and then suggested that he helped her look for her mentor.
MistClan: Eveningsky and Fawndapple are currently out hunting together.
Wolfheart took his apprentice, Silentpaw, hunting.
Swiftfeather and Rainingheart are also going hunting.
Hollowpaw, Cloverstar, Lightheart and Moonshade were talking but both Lightheart and Hollowpaw have gone to check on Dewstorm in the nursery, while Cloverstar has a quick nap.
Moonshade was left alone, but now Squallpaw's in town, so yeah... I think I've covered everything? Sorry if it's confusing ^^;))


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-{E v e r y t h i n g I do is bittersweet.
You could tell me secrets, that I'd probably repeat.
I'm not trying to h u r t you,
I just l o v e to speak.
It feels like we're p u l l i n g teeth;
So b i t t e r s w e e t.} -

Squallpaw shook out his long pelt in a short and more efficient manner of ‘grooming’. If Silentpaw had been there to see him, she probably would have moaned at him for not cleaning his fur up properly. But she wasn’t there, so he was safe from her boring lectures. Well, for now at least. Most of the moss bedding that had so resolutely clung to him was shaken off, though there were the few stray pieces that he had neither the awareness nor patience to groom off. The young tom’s exultant, hazel eyes briefly searched over the camp, before resting on his mentor, Moonshade. It wasn't at all long before the young tom noticed that his mentor was finally alone; much to his merriment. So, with an energetic and almost arrogant grin, he unevenly lifted himself to his paws and padded swiftly towards the older cat. "Morning, Moonshade!" He called noisily as he approached, his hazel eyes alight with a kit-like curiosity. He gave his mentor a groggy grin and then let his tail tip curl up in a listless motion. “You have anything awesome planned for my training today?”

[spicy]

(( it could be soon. I'd say now, but only if you'd like it. Also, not everyone's om around this time so.... y'know.. xD How about tmr? ))

.: L I G H T H E A R T :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Happy, Lonely all of a sudden } ♒

"Though heavily we bled
Still on we crawl
Try to catch a cannonball.
And a slowly burning tide (oh)
Through my veins is flowing.
From my shipwreck I heard her call
And she sang

When you're tired of aiming your arrows,
Still you never hit the mark
And even if your aims are shadows
Still we're never gonna part

Come on baby don't let it break your heart"

Lightheart smiled. "Will do, Cloverstar." She dipped her head and looked at her sister. "After we're done, I'll go out to the forest with you, ok?" she meowed gently. Moonshade was getting that lonesome look that Lightheart only knew too well. She couldn't blame her; the only close clanmate Moonshade had to spend time with was herself. Each sister took care of each sister. As plain as that. No one really payed much attention to the dark she-cat, but Lightheart had known about Moonshade's thing with Wolfheart. She'd liked him since they were apprentices together, the two of them.
She licked her sister's cheek, then hurried over to the fresh-kill pile. She picked a plump vole for the queen and trotted towards the nursery. "Come on, Hollowpaw!" she meowed before disappearing through the lichen entrance. She laid the kill at Dewstorm's paws and smiled. "Hello, Dewstorm. How do you feel today? Are you getting any pains? Thirsty at all?" She inspected the she-cat's belly, placing a paw on it gently, feeling around expertly for the little that were kits growing inside Dewstorm. She pulled back, unwrapping a bundle of medicine for her and started to think. There were new kits on the way. Everytime she saw an expecting queen, which actually was common before this past leaf-bare, she just felt lonely. Besides Hollowpaw, she was alone inher den. Alone at night and had no one to trust - to really trust enough to love.
Love. Something she wasn't allowed to do. She sighed inwardly, wishing it wasn't that way. She'd always wanted a mate. Not just for the heck of it, but because she needed someone by her side to keep a smile on her face and keep her comforted. But it was hopeless to wish for such silly things when you know you can't have them

(( ^lol I just had to make it obvi that she's lonely;) ))

|| Ɖɛωƨтσям ||

Mistclan
The best things come in tiny packages.

Dewstorm jumped a little in suprise as the linchen to the nursery moved, but calmed right back down when she saw it was Lightheart. Then purred softly when she layed down the plump fresh kill. "Thank you, Lightheart," She said softly, then let out a muffled purr, "I'm not thirsty, but yes, I had a pain right before you came in," She mewed, as she flinched a little from the presure from Lightheart's paws. Sighing, she turned over a little bit to let Lightheart get a better feel, then rolled back to watch her drop
the bundle herbs in front of her. She hated the taste of the herbs, though liked the smells, but wouldn't ever be able to bear being a medicine cat, for verius of reasons, and she wouldn't be pregnant now if she were a medicine cat, and that's a big thing, for she loved Vineshard alot, and would sacrifice her life for him, but instead, he died and sacrificed his life to protect his clan, and she just fell in love with him more for that, and would serve as a queen proudly. "Kits, oh joy, now, I can't be clumsy!" She joked, trying to bring Lightheart's spirits up, though, Dewstorm could even get to her paws. I must be giving birth to an army! Purring, she streched her neck and quickly gobbled down the plump vole and sighed, satisfacionally.

(Sorry! Poofed!)

[darĸнowl]

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Mysterious } ♒

"The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped and I was in the darkness
So darkness I became"

Moonshade looked up, her side facing Squallpaw. She erased the mystery and sadness glistening in her beautiful, dark eyes. That was her specialty; hiding her emotions when she needed to and left her clanmates unable to even guess what she was thinking. She smiled gently as she stood and stretched with a yawn. "Well, we could go hunting. There's always more room for prey. And it'll be good practice for you," she meowed, as her intelligent eyes traced along his pelt intently. She blinked, spotting some scraps of moss still on his pelt and took a step forward to flick them off with her tail fondly. She purred, "And maybe after we're done you can groom your fur properly."

.: L I G H T H E A R T :.

-MISTCLAN-

♒ { Concentrating, Thoughtful } ♒

"Though heavily we bled
Still on we crawl
Try to catch a cannonball.
And a slowly burning tide (oh)
Through my veins is flowing.
From my shipwreck I heard her call
And she sang

When you're tired of aiming your arrows,
Still you never hit the mark
And even if your aims are shadows
Still we're never gonna part

Come on baby don't let it break your heart"

Lightheart didn't look up for a few moments as she handed Dewstorm each little bit of herbs in the order she was supposed to take them. "Were they long pains? Sharp or nauseous? They mean different things," the young medicine cat asked gently, but sounded as if it were rehearsed. Then she smiled and said, glancing at the remains of the prey, "Oh and you can thank Cloverstar for that. It's from her."

[spicy]

|| Ɖɛωƨтσям ||

Mistclan
The best things come in tiny packages.

Dewstorm stopped and thought for a moment, "A series of small, sharp pains," She replied, taking every word with procation. If they ment different things, then one could mean she was due, and one could mean to wait, and if she said the wrong thingg than she ment, she could be doing something very harmful. "And I will thank CLoverstar as soon as I can get up on my paws again," She said with a glint of humor, then sniffed the harbs cautiosly. She always had a fear of herbs, like, having a medicine cat give her something wrong, of course, she trusted Lightheart, but her mother had gotten very ill because of it and was scared ever since.

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[lucee]

(After being ditched in a ditch (ha) by an angry pony, I am back!)

Pearlpaw
FlameClan

Pearlpaw looked up at Galepaw's mismatched eyes, her own sparkling with amusement as she listened to his words. She quickly stood as he finished, tail flicking up in the air and swaying to and fro as she tried to stop herself bouncing up and down. Calm down, you're not a kit any more! She scolded herself, a slight frown creasing her young face. But she quickly shook it off and looked up at the tom. "Okay! Let's go!"

[Ditzy Doo]

anything for me to reply ro?

[ephemeral.light]

Fawndapple
MistClan

Fawndapple snorted at the word 'suppose', grinning at him. She opened her jaws to scent the air, head tilted upwards to try and catch any scent, however faint. Nothing... Nothing... A stale scent of mouse, probably long gone... She frowned in frustration, padding a few steps into the trees as she tried again. A faint smile placed itself on the dark tabby warrior's lips, and she silently stalked through the trees as the smell of squirrel was carried her way.
Fawndapple spotted the creature at the base of a tree stump, burying a nut or something. She fell into the hunter's crouch effortlessly and in one flowing movement pounced, Catching the squirrel and quickly ending it's life. Tail held high, she trotted back to the fallen tree.

[ Sorry for the late response, guys. I'm kind of busy at the moment with some academic summer camps and the homework they give out. <.< ]

[ Eveningsky ]

-- mistclan | warrior | hunting --

Eveningsky remained in his frozen position, bright eyes darting nervously around the clearing for the sign of any cats that might have seen his failure. If they had seen it, the news was bound to be all over the camp before nightfall, and he would no doubt lose the respect of some of his Clanmates. Several heartbeats passed until the tom finally relaxed his position. His muscles ached from the way that he'd held his body in the frozen position, and he flicked his tail in irritation at himself, silently scolding himself for missing the catch and making such a big deal out of it.

It should be fine. Nobody saw you, so you can just continue on your way now and act like nothing happened, he grumbled to himself in his mind. The brown tabby drew himself to his paws. His eyes flickered towards the sky, almost hoping that it was already dark or at least later in the day and that they could return home. But with the sky giving off a blue glow of radiance and the sun's heat burning into his dark pelt, he couldn't use that as an excuse to ask Fawndapple if she wanted to go back. He sighed and reluctantly opened his mouth to scent for prey, turning his head from one bush to the other in hopes of spotting one. A strong scent of squirrel close to a clump of trees caught his attention, and he began to creep towards it softly. A gleam of determination had replaced the earlier meekness before, and he now resolved to catch the prey no matter what it took.

But before he even got close enough to peer around the tree at his target, a soft thump so light that he had to strain his ears to catch sounded. Eveningsky stood up from his crouch and trotted towards the tree, to find Fawndapple padding away with the squirrel in her mouth, preparing to bury it. He immediately slid behind the tree again, fur burning with embarrassment. He didn't want the she-cat to notice him right now - to realize that he hadn't even caught anything yet. That was two failed catches already, even though one of them wasn't exactly his fault.


[ Tidalpaw ]

-- flameclan | medicine cat apprentice | out by herself to bury rotten herbs --

Tidalpaw heaved a disappointed sigh as she continued on by herself into the forest. So Lightningstar had chosen not to come after all. Now she wouldn't even be able to have another cat around to judge whether or not she was executing her hunting crouch and leaps the correct way. It would have been so much fun the way that she'd planned it. But instead, he'd remained in camp and had given her only a little acknowledgement as she passed.

The silver tabby shook her head then swerved towards the right, padding down a narrow path of trodden plants and vegetation. The forest was more dimly lit in this area; the trees overhead were many times more thicker than they had been back where the camp was. The path was one that had been carved out of moons of walking on, and was the one route that she took to bury all unneeded herbs. She finally came to a stop at a small clearing and began to dig a hole to place the unneeded herbs in.

[darĸнowl]

(( congrats to ~Faylin River~! Ashclaw won the poll for the Flameclan deputy:) Thank you everyone for voting.
Sorry, everyone, for not posting in a while; i've been really busy and Ill try to reply sometime soon )

)

[lucee]

(Oh noes! Screw homework... >:3 if you can't do it, burn it. Unless it's on a laptop, or vital for half of your grade or something. In that case, only partly burn it for effect. I'mm gonna shut up now.)
(Well done Fay!)

Fawndapple
MistClan

The dark tabby warrior carefully laid the squirrel on the ground a few tail-lengths from the fallen tree, then turned and kicked dirt over it until the creature was mostly buried. She glanced up at the sky and purred happily as the bright blue met her amber gaze, pleased that it wasn't going to rain anytime soon. The clan was always a bit... Quiet, when it was raining. Fawndapple preferred things to be loud, active and exciting- still slightly like an apprentice in that way. Whiskers twitching, she quickly scented the air and frowned as she noted Eveningsky was still quite near... What if her kill had scared off prey he was about to catch or something? She looked at her paws, sighing. Oops.
The she-cat carefully clambered up onto the fallen tree, claws sliding easing into the damp and rotten bark. As she reached the top, she sat and wrapped her tail over her paws, scenting for any other prey. The view from the tree had always been one of her favourites, and Fawndapple allowed herself a moment to just sit and feel the wind ruffling her fur; an almost black outline against the bright clear sky.