( 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 | 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 )

[xayah]

ＦＩＮＣＨＣＬＡＷ castaway warrior
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tags; beaverbounce, ashenbriar // apprentice; tidepaw // currently; chatting, relaxing // feeling; calm, sated
Finchclaw drew his tongue slowly down his forearm, his ears twitching subconsciously as Beaverbounce spoke. He smiled briefly when she finally said his name but it was quickly masked by another swipe of his tongue. He was content to sit and groom himself while the older warrior ate, happy to provide a bit of company. His ears perked up when the molly suggested he have a share as well. "I suppose I could eat a bit." he said, parting his lips to take in the scent of the bird. He hadn't noticed earlier when he was hunting, too busy putting all of his focus into actually succeeding, but the bird gave off a delectable smell. Not to mention he was feeling quite famished these past few days abroad. Though the tom tried his best to put the needs of his clanmates before his own, worried that there would be no survivors if they had no food. Finchclaw eyed the prey one more time before stretching forward to take a few bites. Almost instantly he let out a delighted purr, closing his eyes and munching happily. His ears swiveled in the direction of a firm voice that called out to him and his eyes settled on the sleek shadowy form of their deputy. "Thank you, Ashenbriar." he called back and quickly added, "and good luck to you up there!" Finchclaw watched the older toms form disappear towards the deck of the ship before settling back down and turning his attention to Beaverbounce once more. He nudged the remaining meat of the bird towards the molly and spoke in a hushed tone, "I hope this doesn't last forever..."

ＢＲＩＡＲＰＡＷ castaway med. cat apprentice
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tags; morninglight // mentor; morninglight // currently; worrying, chatting // feeling; stressed, unsure, calming down
"Marigold fo─ oh! Hello, Morninglight!" Briarpaw jumped at the sudden voice of her mentor, turning her head to better see the calico that came to sit beside her. Almost immediately some of her nerves dissipated. Her brow relaxed and her paws stopped their scratching motion on the wood floors beneath her. She hadn't noticed but she'd worked quite the hole into the wood in front of her whilst her mind carried her on an endless herb loop. She studied the older molly's soft features and different colored eyes, feeling the tension leave her body as she did so. The sight of her mentor always seemed to ease her worries. Knowing the medicine cat would always be there for her before she even realized she needed help herself. Briarpaw let out a short purr as a fluffy tail curled around her. "I didn't get much sleep last night, I'm afraid. I'm still not used to the rocking of this...thing." she gestured with her chin to the ship, her eyes squinting in displeasure. "It kept me up for most of the night." she rubbed a paw over her eyes and shifted closer to her mentor, relishing in the comforting warmth of another cat beside her. "And what about you? Surely you've been adjusting better than me?" Briarpaw asked innocently, she was curious how her clanmates were fairing and genuinely hoped they were at least feeling more confidant in their situation than she was. She couldn't imagine how poor it must reflect on herself to appear so scared, how they must be thinking what an awful medicine cat she'll turn out to be.

[ColonelHamster]

𝑅𝒪𝐵𝐼𝒩𝐹𝐸𝒜𝒯𝐻𝐸𝑅
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➳ age: twenty moons ➳ gender: female ➳ rank: queen ➳ crush: thunderhowl➳ tags: whitefern

A ginger bengal molly lie curled up atop a small crate, still sound asleep as the dawn light started to peak down below deck. Still only being just being about a moon into her pregnancy, her swollen belly still looked fairly small. Robinfeather had been thankful she could still get around fairly easy, though it was starting to get harder to get comfortable. It took her a while before she finally fall asleep late last night, the sounds of ocean working as a lullaby to finally put her sleep. As the clan began to stir around below deck Robinfeather started to slowly drift back to wakefulness. With her eyes stills closed, she listened to the voices of her clan mates as they chatted. Robinfeather didn’t focus enough on the words to pick on any one conversation, just picking up a word here and there as they drifted past her ears. The sway of the ship moving underneath her was calming to at the moment, making it rather difficult for her not to go back to sleep. The first day on the ship it had moved so jarringly due to the storm that it almost made her sick, but thankfully it had smoothed out a bit since then. She had mostly gotten used to it, but still missed the comfort of solid land under her paws. After taking a few more minutes to just enjoy the last moments of rest, Robinfeather finally lifted her head up to let out a yawn. She let her gaze wander around the dark room, picking out the pelts of her clanmates. It was hard to see, but she was able to pick out some of the lighter pelt colors. It helped when someone moved, she could see enough shape for her to guess who was who.

Pushing herself up, Robinfeather sat up. She gave her chest a few quick licks to smooth the fur, ears twitching slightly as voices reached them. Not far away on another crate Robinfeather spotted the white pelt of another molly. She smiled a bit as she watched Whitefern’s face. She wondered what the older molly was thinking about, though it was hardly uncharacteristic for Whitefern not to be in a good mood. The tip of Robinfeather’a tail twiched as she eyed the distance between the two crates. The leap wouldn’t be a problem normally, but being pregnant seamed to be slowly taking affect on her agility. Robinfeather crouched down with a shrug. She could still make it. Her tail twiched once more before she made the leap, landing with a muffed thud next to Whitefern. The landing wasn’t exactly where she had planed, and the it was a bit heavier than she had expected, but oh well she has made it. She flicked her tail to regain some balance as she took a step closer to Whitefern. ”Hello Whitefern.” Robinfeather purred in greeting, a satisfied look on her face for having made the leap. ”Anything interesting happen while I’ve been asleep?”

[Maplejay]

﹙❇﹚－－ 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑑𝑦𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ
warrior ; she-cat ; 37 moons ; light warm brown tabby, golden eyes ; heterosexual ; tags: duckswim

the she-cat was caught off guard as the younger tom approached her. she was embarrassed, mostly, that she was clearly looking distressed. melodysplash sighed heavily, her body still trembling. "i don't know. i just miss our home." the tabby molly said softly, gazing towards the tom with wide eyes. she felt genuinely bad for taking up duckswim's time.



﹙✦﹚－－ 𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑤
apprentice ; tom ; 9 moons ; light grey fur, icy blue eyes ; bisexual ; tags: open, finchclaw [mentioned]

the tom dipped his head as currentpaw followed his mentor away. his blue eyes scanned the surrounding area, noticing his mentor chatting with beaverbounce nearby. he didn't want to interrupt, so he laid down and began grooming his paws.



﹙♞﹚－－ 𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑟
deputy ; tom ; 37 moons ; long, black fur and amber eyes ; pansexual ; tags: open

the dark pelted tom felt a momentary rush of peace as he arrived above deck, the cool salty air running through his fur. his tail flicked contently before his amber gaze focused on the slippery deck of the ship, searching for prey. there was a small, mottled brown seagull perched at the far end. the black tom was at a slight disadvantage compared to some of his lighter colored clanmates. his black fur stood out quite a bit on the mostly beige colored deck, but ashenbriar was confident he could make a kill if he was patient. the tom dropped to a crouch, moving to the left side of the deck where there was more cover from ropes and crates.

[Freg||FrogWithAnE]

Venusstar

34 moons|She-cat|Calm|None mate/crush|Tags;Open|Location;Above deck|

Venussstar dipped her head to Ashenbriar as he padded away. Although she padded behind him above deck then turned her separate way toward the front of the giant driftwood piece. Casting her view onto the open ocean she felt calm letting the ocean breeze ruffle her fur. She took a breath in, wherever this piece of driftwood would take them she felt it was where they were supposed to be. How they got there was another thought entirely.

[Dragonheart48]

─ █ █ ─── THUNDERHOWL ──────────────────────────────
Elder │ Male │ Bisexual │ 22 Moons │ Mate: Robinfeather │ Tags: Whitfern & Robinfeather
── dark mottled tom with amber eyes
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indentThe dark tom frowned at his paws as he compared them in the dim light of the holding below the deck. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination or if his left leg was healing slightly crooked as it looked like his left paw was ever so slightly twisted in that direction. At least he could put weight on it again even though Morininglight or Briarpaw would sometimes berate him and tell him to go sit down and rest. Thunderhowl was to jittery to head their words, most of the time, and besides he'd managed to weather a terrible storm even in his condition. He was mostly thankful that he hadn't hurt himself further, as it would've driven him crazy to have kits running around and not being able to run after them. He let his mind run off after the idea as he pushed himself to his paws and gave himself a few moments to adjust to the gentle rocking of the ship. When he was ready he began padding around mewing soft greetings to whoever he came across his slightly crooked paw giving him a little limp. Thunderhowl saw what looked to be Whitefern and his heart nearly fell out of his chest when he saw Robinfeather leap over to her, but his racing heart mercifully returned to normal when he saw that she was ok. He waved at them with his tail as with his condition he couldn't jump up there to join them.

[Binx_It]

CloudPaw
//She~Cat//8Moons//Apprentice//Mentor:TBD//
//Tags:Open//

CloudPaw lay sleeping on one of the crates, she rolled in her sleep. A wave hitting the side of the boat, made her stir. Her ears flicked as she stood up, her vision blurry as she woke. Her left eye with no vision, due to her being half blind. She stepped forward, toppling over herself as she fell. Landing on her front paws, she laid on her side. Sighed, this was so annoying for once she wanted to be back home.

[anathema]

( ─ 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐍 𝐂 𝐑 𝐘 ─ )
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tags ─ venusstar, ashenbriar.
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Despite the fact that it was morning, the inside of the ship was dark, creating an illusion of eternal night. Terncry still wasn't used to it. She once had the privilege of waking up to the warmth of the sun against her bicolored pelt, but now she'd stir shivering from the coldness of the shadows. Life as she and her Clanmates once knew it had been ripped away from them by both bad luck the sheer strength and force of nature. She almost wondered if StarClan was punishing them, but she couldn't determine what they could've done to cause this for the life of her.
The warrior looked up and watched her Clanmates try to find something to eat. Her own stomach growled with the need for food; it had been almost an entire sunrise since she'd last consumed a meal. Robinfeather—their only queen left—and Thunderhowl were made a priority. After them came the medicine cats, Venusstar, and Ashenbriar. Only once they were all fed could she and the other warriors eat. Then, at the very bottom of the totem pole were the apprentices. They could go the longest without anything to grub on.
Terncry huffed out a sigh and tried to stave off the painful feeling of starvation as well as the plaintive grumbles that came from her belly. She knew for a fact that she'd be able to snag something for breakfast, but it would still be a little while before then. Until then, she decided to spend some time with her Clanmates. Their numbers had shrunk considerably. Terncry didn't even know most of these cats. All of her friends had been wiped out, giving her no choice but to interact with and hopefully end up befriending these near-strangers.
The she-cat headed above-deck to take a look at the outside world. Maybe she'd even be able to catch something; that is, if she was lucky. Her soft gaze glinted in the hazy sunlight as she felt the warm rays permeate her thick fur. From afar, she could make out the figures of Venusstar and Ashenbriar before deciding to head over to the other side of the ship and bid them good morning.
As she approached, Ashenbriar began to stalk towards a seagull. Even when she pricked her ears, she couldn't hear the tom's paw-steps. She quietly sat down and watched, choosing not to say anything to the leader or deputy until the latter scored his kill.

[Maplejay]

﹙❇﹚－－ 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑑𝑦𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ
warrior ; she-cat ; 37 moons ; light warm brown tabby, golden eyes ; heterosexual ; tags: duckswim

the she-cat was caught off guard as the younger tom approached her. she was embarrassed, mostly, that she was clearly looking distressed. melodysplash sighed heavily, her body still trembling. "i don't know. i just miss our home." the tabby molly said softly, gazing towards the tom with wide eyes. she felt genuinely bad for taking up duckswim's time.



﹙✦﹚－－ 𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑤
apprentice ; tom ; 9 moons ; light grey fur, icy blue eyes ; bisexual ; tags: open, finchclaw [mentioned]

the tom dipped his head as currentpaw followed his mentor away. his blue eyes scanned the surrounding area, noticing his mentor chatting with beaverbounce nearby. he didn't want to interrupt, so he laid down and began grooming his paws.

﹙♞﹚－－ 𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑟
deputy ; tom ; 37 moons ; long, black fur and amber eyes ; pansexual ; tags: terncry

ashenbriar shifted much weight into his paws as he stalked across the deck, being especially careful to move with the movements of the ship - not against it. the swaying of the large wooden vessel combined with the slippery surface of the deck were new to the entire clan, making hunting here a new challenge. ashenbriar felt confident he could make a kill as long as he really focused. his lean body was in a deep crouch, the fur on his belly brushing against the wooden floor. he moved forwards, amber eyes locked on the small seagull. he was using the shadows casted by the side of the ship to his advantage, figuring his midnight black coat would be less visible in the shadows casted by the harsh sun.

he got as close as he could before he reached the end of the pile of ropes and crates he was using to be less obvious. now it was time to wait. a few minutes had passed while ashenbriar was frozen in place, as still as he could be on a rocking boat. his long tail was hovering above the floor, keeping him balanced. the lithe tom found an opportunity as the bird, perched on a lone crate a few tail lengths away, began preening its feathers. ashenbriar shifted his weight back in his hind legs before pushing off, taking two long, quick strides towards his target. claws unsheathed, ashenbriar had to stretch his body to its limits to reach his paws to the gull at the top of the crate without actually climbing the wooden object. the seagull outstretched its wings but was too distracted to escape before the claws of the determined tom struck it, bringing it down to the deck where ashenbriar quickly put it out of its misery.

ashenbriar's chest expanded rapidly as he breathed heavily. that was quite the difficult hunt, and it took the air right out of the black tom. he picked the bird up in his jaws, tail lashing with pride as he swiveled around, approaching the area where he came from. this was when he noticed terncry watching him, and he felt even more glad he had pulled off the catch. he didn't know the she-cat very well, but this was definitely a bonding experience for the cats who were trapped on the ship. the black tom dipped his head as he approached her, the prey clasped in his jaws.