.: HazeClan :. {Semi-Literate Warriors Roleplay} OPEN

[bri']

[[ Got my first character done for the most part. xD ^^ ]]

[Nina11178]

Moonkit smiled, despite his previous attitude. "Th-Thanks Silvertail. That helped." He said, happier now. "Why don't you wake up Mudstar with fresh-kill? It'll wake her up!" Moonkit suggested. He loved his Clan leader's fierce, protecive attitude, and it wasn't like her to not to be organizing patrols. And she had to appoint a deputy soon, before moonhigh! Moonkit felt a worried tremor shake his body. Clearing it, he asked, "Or can I?" He wanted to see how Mudstar was...


Petalkit laughed at Redpaw, before suppressing another laugh. Petalkit batted at Emberpaw ear playfully. She swiped at him a few more times before turning her attention to the leader's den. Mudstar wasn't rustling, organizing patrols, hunting groups, or anything. Is she sick? Petalkit wondered fearfully. She shook her head to clear out the bad thoughts, and waited for Emberpaw to return the swipes. Petalkit wanted to warm herself up so she could catch a squirrel when they went out!

Brookfeather noticed the frost gripping the roots of the moss in her den. "Great..." She muttered, sighing unhappily. Now she was worried about the catmint. The coltsfoot and marigold she needed would be okay, because they were in sunny spots located in a bramble thicket she knew about and the marigold was a few fox-tail lengths away from the camp. Brookfeather was content with their growth since she did checks every few sunrises. But the catmint grew over by the old abandoned Twoleg shack, and it was in the shade, which would block the sunlight. What if greencough breaks out? Brookfeather worried, fear gripping her hard.

Ebonyfrost woke up from the warriors' den to find it strangely silent. The nest near him was cold, and it was Silvertail's. Ebonyfrost knew she would be in the nursery, but the camp was silent, except for the sounds in the clearing. He stretched and arched his back, and then padded out. Ebonyfrost saw three apprentices together, and then murmuring from the medicine cat's den. He picked up Brookfeather's curses over the frost, then his whiskers quivering in amusement, he moved on. Ebonyfrost found Silvertail gazing up and Mudstar's den, and followed the gaze. Why wasn't Mudstar out yet? What about the dawn/sunhigh patrols? What about the fresh-kill piles? Shouldn't she be organizing them? Ebonyfrost worried, praying Mudstar wasn't sick.

[Welcome to the RP Bri-Lane! (Can I call ya Bri?) ((Sorry, had to eat!))]

[TheTravelingWriter]

Darkwing:

Cool air nipped at the senior warrior's black, scarred pelt as she awoke in the unfamiliar warrior's den. Her icy blue eye shot open, and she frantically looked around, not remembering what her location was. Then she remembered that she was in a new clan-a clan named Hazeclan that would hopefully be her last clan. Looking around, the she-cat realized that there were few warriors in the den and that she was probably one of the last ones to wake up. She hated that when it happened; that meant that her clan mates would be expecting her to be social.

Getting up from her nest, Darkwing shook the sticking clumps off of her pelt and reorganized her nest, just to make sure that no other cat would touch her nest. The she-cat stretched, her muscles aching from the harsh night's rest in the warrior's den. Knowing my luck, I'll get a request to become an elder soon, she thought bitterly while arching her back in a stretch. And the request probably will be more like a demand that I can't deny.

Stepping out into the clearing, the senior warrior noticed the frost that was beginning to form on every surface. Leaf-bare-the most hated time everywhere, she thought with a shake of the head. Memories of harsh leaf-bares alone in the middle of the wild flooded her thoughts, and the she-cat actually felt lucky to have a new clan where she could rest and be warm in the middle of the bad seasons. But, then again, she was expected to be social.

Darkwing scanned the area, making sure there was no opposing and present threats at the time. Then she slunk back in the a darker area of the clearing, where her black pelt blended in well with her surroundings.

(I'll get Ajax done when I get back from school.)

[catdoq]

.: Silvertail :.

Silvertail considered the little kit's question for a moment, then she touched his tail to his ear and, not tearing her gaze from the leader's den, meowed steadily, "I think you should bring her prey." She said this slowly, almost sounding hesitant. Silvertail noticed Ebonyfrost padding out of the warrior's den from the corner of her eye and turned her head. She waved her tail and nodded and to the tom, "Morning, Ebonyfrost." Sleep still clung to her voice, making her sound ragged and sick. She coughed and cleared her throat, then sniffed apologetically, "Sorry, haven't quite woken up yet."

.: Emberpaw :.

Emberpaw crouched down and slowly stalked Petalpaw from behind while she was staring at Mudstar's den. He shifted his paws and bit, preparing to spring off of the ground. Emberpaw's muscles tensed and he pushed off with his hind legs, going airborne, then crashing into Petalpaw. They tumbled from the apprentice's den and out into the clearing. Emberpaw started to laugh again, a huge smile across his face, "Got ya!" His fur suddenly started to stand up and he gazed around the clearing with a more serious expression. Emberpaw could feel the tension coming from his clanmates as they eagerly awaited the announcing of the new deputy.

[QuantumEntanglement]

Loner

Vivace drew her eye lids together tight, drawing in a sharp, pain filled breath and groaning briefly as a repetitive agonizing thumping pulsed through her head. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, and she winced every time, gritting her teeth as if it would ease the pain. Her pelt was damp, and nearly frozen, sending violent shivers through her skin, of which she vainly tried to calm. A burning started behind her eyes as she willed herself to open them. She blinked away the sunlight that poured into her eyes and tilted her head back along the muddy forest floor. The she-cat found herself dangling precariously by a few scrubby broken branches of a sad, but immense tree. Her body was twisted and her legs were splayed out in a way that looked as if they were broken. She seemed to have hit the ground already, which was probably why she blacked out, so she wasn't alarmed. An agonizing course of rippling pain shot through her body as if she had been electrocuted when she attempted to free herself from the clinging branches. Vivace growled through clenched teeth, holding back the yowl that rose in her throat. Though she didn't know why, she felt that she mustn't draw any attention to herself whatsoever. Too focused on the unknown task at hand, the strange feline didn't stop to think about anything except escaping her stick prison. She looked down, panting uncontrollably through her teeth. She gingerly rolled her shoulder, testing to see if she could possibly manage to ease her arm out. That action only got her a smarting left arm. She unsheathed her claws, but quickly sheathed them again when they started searing with pain. The only sensible thing there was left to do was call for help, but Vivace seemed to be a stubborn and highly self-sufficient cat, it would be humiliating to be found in such a helpless state.
She looked like road kill, hanging upside down from the tree, her head resting in the sucking mud. Any cat walking by would immediately assume her dead, it was a marvel that she was still alive.

[Nina11178]

"Okay!" Moonkit answered happily, trotting off to the fresh-kill pile. He stopped a few tail-lengths away from the pile and sniffed. He could smell two mice, a vole, and a fat chaffinch. The chaffinch would certainly cheer anyone up, and it would probably wake up Mudstar. Padding over to the pile and lightly picking it up in his jaws, he made his way over to the den. "Mudstar, may I come in?" Moonkit asked gingerly.


Petalpaw butted back into Emberpaw and laughed. She noticed his tension and stopped. "I wonder where Mudstar is...?" Petalpaw murmured worriedly. "I can't wait to see who'll be deputy!" She whispered louder, excitedly. "Emberpaw, who do you think will be deputy?" She asked her denmate curiously, wanting to see who was going to be deputy.

Nightfrost nodded at Silvertail. "Are you feeling okay though? I wouldn't want you ---I mean, anyone to fall sick." Nightfrost stammered. Straightening up, he meowed, "You should go see Brookfeather just in case." He padded over next to her and sat down. "Any sign of Mudstar?" He whispered, worried about his Leader.

[catdoq]

.: Silvertail :.

Silvertail shook her head, a bit of annoyance pricking her pelt at the tom's concern, "I'm fine, I'm just tired." She mewed sleepily. Silvertail sat down as Ebonyfrost did and curled her tail neatly over her cold and wet paws, neck fur standing up a bit as the water soaked into her dry tail fur a bit, "No, she's probably just going to stay in her den all day and sleep." She growled irritably. She wanted Mudstar to announce deputy as soon as possible, and she wanted it to be her. "I just hope she makes the right decision when she does decide to come out."

.: Emberpaw :.

Emberpaw hesitated for a moment, thinking over her question. He had thought about it quite a bit already, but had not come to a conclusion, "I'm not sure. It could be anyone, really. Who knows if she'll even announce the new deputy by Moonhigh?" He asked thoughtfully with a flick of his ear. Emberpaw's neck fur stood up and he immediately took back what he had said, "Not that I doubt that she'll make a decision. I'm just thinking out loud, I guess." He muttered.

.: Mudstar :.

Mudstar looked up from her nest, ears pricked up lazily, and saw Moonkit's small outline just outside of her den. She settled herself and made herself look presentable, then meowed back, "You may come in, Moonkit." She noticed the kit had a chaffinch secured tightly in his jaws and couldn't help but twitch her whiskers in amusement. Mudstar shifted in her nest, trying to absorb what little warmth she could from the pile of grass. She suddenly noticed a sharp pain in her leg and winced. Mudstar turned her head around to inspect her leg and saw a thorn not far from her nest. She tossed it away from her and gingerly licked the little wound it had made.

[JerseyDusk]

~: Nightwhisper :~

The black tom blinked open his eyes and shuddered. Cold air clawed at his pelt and he found it rather uncomfortable, his short hair didn't provide much warmth. Nightwhisper stretched his tired muscles and found himself waking up. Tounge wrasping over his paw; he lifted the other paw and swiped it. Then he started on his back. Finishing in a few moments he exited the den. Black ears perked as he saw Silvertail and Ebonyfrost. "Good morning!"

.~ Echopaw ~.

The silver tabby purred as she was awakened by movements in the den. Blinking open her green orbs she spotted the shapes of Petalpaw and Emberpaw outside. She mewed quietly and saw Redpaw. The she-cat blinked at him and almost laughed. But she kept it quite, seeing his face. "Redpaw, whats wrong?" concern thicken the light voice of the she.

[catdoq]

.: Silvertail :.

Silvertail dipped her head to Nightwhisper as he came from the warrior's den. She meowed coolly, "Good morning. We were just discussing Mudstar and her failure to show up and pick a new deputy." Silvertail's voice rose as she continued and she turned back to Ebonyfrost, feeling a bit embarrassed that she had snapped at him. She wrapped her tail more securely around her paws, suddenly feeling as though she should get defensive, but forced herself to calm down and make herself realize she was overreacting.

.: Redpaw :.

Redpaw sat up in his nest, forcing his fur to lie flat, "Nothing. I just wish my brother would let me sleep in for once." He sighed and stood, stretching himself out and yawning. "Oh well," He muttered. "Might as well get up now, I guess." Redpaw sat up and looked at Echopaw, "Good morning." He seemed to snap out of a daze. "How are you?"

[Nina11178]

"Mudstar, I brought you fresh-kill." Moonkit meowed nervously, suddenly feeling lost by talking to the leader of the whole Clan. He fumbled for his footing, unfamiliar in this new den, until he found her scent. He traced it to her, and laid the prey at her feet. "Do you need anything before you been starting the patrols?" He said, hinting about organizing patrols and appointing the deputy.




{I think a flood would be better than a prophecy or animal attack, because the prophecy would include only a few chosen cats, and the attack would leave the kits and some of the apprentices doing nothing. Jus' saying...}