❄ iceclan ‣ warriors roleplay [o&a]

[happyanya]

☀ She-cat ☀ 9 moons ☀ App. ☀ Mentor: Stormbreeze ☀ Interest; Moonpaw//oblivious ☀ Location; camp ☀ Tags: Newtpaw ☀

Sealpaw sleepily opened her eyes, yawning and slowly rising to stretch out her small legs as the world lit up around her. She was facing the outside of the warm den, to see thick snow and leaves rustling on the trees past the camp. The sound of the waterfall and quiet chatter of her clan mates in the clearing made her smile, before her ears swiveled backwards to a different part of the den and she whipped around, grinning. "Hi Newtpaw!" She whispered excitedly, careful not to wake the others as she'd accidentally done too many times before.

She stepped and hopped over her friend's limp, slumbering bodies and limbs to make her way to her best friend, now beaming as the tiredness seemed to just pour out of her. Sealpaw was always high energy, and it was almost concerning how quickly she went from dead asleep to wide awake.

☀ Tom ☀ 9 moons ☀ App. ☀ Mentor: Hickoryfoot ☀ Interest; None yet ☀ Location; camp ☀ Tags: Open ☀

- Blackpaw is asleep and dead to the world, feel free to wake him! -

☀ She-cat ☀ 32 moons ☀ Warrior ☀ No appr. ☀ Interest; Eaglecall//Denial ☀ Location; camp ☀ Tags: Open ☀

- Blushingsky is lightly sleeping, feel free to wake her up! -

☀ Tom ☀ 57 moons ☀ Rogue ☀ N/a ☀ Interest; None yet ☀ Location; outside territory ☀ Tags: Open ☀

Orca was already up and at 'em, lounging in a tree with his limbs dangling beneath him. He held a look of deep thought, his eyes gazing over the land that marked the north borders of Iceclan. His tail flicked behind him before he groaned in frustration.
"The last 3 attempts have done nothing. What should I do next, Vulture?" He asked as his eyes flickered up towards the sky, his mind swirling up the image of his deceased "father"- the cat that saved him from Iceclan's cruel talons as a kit. "I mean, last time I tried to mess with them all I did was help them find a rabbit's burrow filled with the dumb things." He pouted, talking to himself to on-lookers. But it got lonely, and imagining Vulture here was the best he'd have.
"And then the time before that, I accidentally alerted that patrol by snapping a branch when it turns out a hawk was in the sky." He grumbled, remembering his clumsiness- he had not been spotted, he never has been, but somehow, everything he did only seemed to help! Help! The thought made him groan louder, dropping his head against the bark beneath him. "What do I do now?" He said, his voice muffled by the wood he was smushed against.

☀ Tom ☀ 43 moons ☀ Warrior ☀ Appr: Newtpaw ☀ Interest; Hickoryfoot//obvious ☀ Location; camp ☀ Tags: Hickoryfoot, Tundrastar, Newtpaw (m) ☀

Maplevalley had arisen just a bit ago, and he was still a bit sleepy after he'd finished his breakfast of a plump mouse. He had been planning what to do today in his mind since he woke up, and he finally decided that he should bring Newtpaw on a hunting patrol- he'd been giving her a lot of battle practice as of late, and felt it was time to switch it up with something different this morning. But that meant- his eyes glanced over at Hickoryfoot and Tundrastar talking to themselves, surely about plans for the clan that day. He knew that that meant patrols would be assigned, and he wanted to make sure he snagged a spot for him and Newtpaw, as she hadn't been on a proper patrol in quite a bit. He gulped, and shook his head to wipe out the rise of temperature in the tips of his ears. He's my deputy. You are a warrior. You want a patrol. Ask to be on patrol. That easy. He explained in his mind, trying to psyche himself up. He took a deep breathe. He wasn't sure when this had all happened, but it made conversing nerve-wracking for the gentle tom- he wasn't used to this.
He calmed his nervous-looking exterior down, before gently walking up to the pair on the otherside of the clearing, bowing his head firstly to Tundrastar. "Good morning Tundrastar," He said in his usual soft and elegant tone of voice. "Good morning Hickoryfoot." He tried to repeat in the same tone, his voice ever so slightly cracking at the end. Immediately embarrassed, he refused to externally show this, and instead carried on, telling himself it was just because his throat was dry and he needed water. "If you guys haven't already assigned patrols, I was hoping to volunteer me and Newtpaw so that I could take her out for hunting practice, since it's been awhile and I've been meaning to get her out there on another proper patrol." He explained, gently smiling and nodding towards the apprentice den, where he saw her and Sealpaw finally awake. He ignored the flipping his stomach was doing, and instead calmly sat in wait for an answer.

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W E A S E L P A W
tom | apprentice | 9 moons | tags; fiercegaze | location; camp clearing
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The tom followed his mentor as she led the way of camp. His paws sinking into the snow with every step he took. After they stopped below a ledge, his mentor had informed him he had to figure out how to climb the smooth rock wall. He looked up, judging the distance from the top and thought that hedgehogs would fly before he could make a jump that high. Padding toward the base, he saw a small ledge, just barely big enough for him. He jumped onto it and looked around for another but couldn’t find any. he jumped back down, and looked at fiercegaze, “i have no idea, it seems as if it’s impossible.” he meowed, sounding slightly annoyed. why would she think i can climb this the tabby thought to himself.

[rabbit_with_a_fedora]

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❨ warrior of iceclan ❩ ❨ apprentice: weaselpaw ❩ ❨ ♀/25 mns ❩ ❨ tags: Weaselpaw ❩ ❨ mentions: n/a ❩


Hearing what she expected her apprentice to say, that the task was impossible, Fiercegaze smirked, though her eyes were still intense and fixed on Weaselpaw. “Being a warrior, fulfilling your duty to your clan, is more than just muscle and brawn. We both know, unless you are mad or I am deranged, that it would be impossible to jump this ledge or climb up it. You saw that for yourself, didn’t you?”. She narrowed her eyes, turning her head to the cliff ahead of them and then back at her apprentice. “What if you were cornered by a pack of wolves? They surely would be too stupid and heavy to climb this ledge, so you would be safe up there. You’d be still an apprentice, with, what you and I must admit, little advantage of strength or size. Surely, you wouldn’t be stupid enough to fight them, or I wouldn’t be using my time like this. Add on the pressure of a kit in your jaws, and you’d have no choice but to get up.” Her eyes suddenly glinted, pupils dilated, and a forearm stretched out, her claws pinning down an unsuspecting mouse, and slit its throat. “You can have this after.” Fiercegaze flicked her tail, signaling for her apprentice to try once more.

Thanks to razzberry for helping with this coding!

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W E A S E L P A W
tom | apprentice | 9 moons | tags; fiercegaze | location; camp clearing
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Weaselpaw felt the strong urge to yell at his mentor, but he kept his cool. "How do you expect me to climb this when you said it yourself, it was impossible. Hedgehogs will fly before I will be able to climb that!" he said, clearly annoyed. His tail tip twitched as he flexed his long sharp claws into the snow, feeling its coolness sink in between his toes. His feet were getting colder the longer they stayed out here, making him grumpy nonetheless

[rabbit_with_a_fedora]

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❨ warrior of iceclan ❩ ❨ apprentice: weaselpaw ❩ ❨ ♀/25 mns ❩ ❨ tags: Weaselpaw ❩ ❨ mentions: n/a ❩


"I didn't say you had to climb it... I said that you had to get up.", Fiercegaze said in her cool, silky voice. "Use your brain, or are you a dimwitted mouse? Sure, you can't climb it. Of course you can't. But think of what's around you, what you can use. The snow? The trees? The rocks, the ledges, the prey? The air?" She had gotten up and circled her apprentice, eyes piercing through him. "I see you're frustrated. You're depending on your brawn, your strength, not your mind. There is a solution to any problem, as long as you can find it. You may think we are wasting time, but we aren't." Padding towards the cliff face, she put a paw on the smooth surface. "As you see, this cliff is slick and smooth, with no ledges to climb with, so we can conclude that we will not be able to physically drag you up there. Well then, let's see what there is around us. The snow, that has formed a ramp-like shape on the side of the cliff? Possibly, but if you don't try it we might have to assume it will make you sink through, as it is newly fallen and not packed together. What if you could make your paws somehow larger? Perhaps, you could have enough surface to stay afloat. Next, what about the trees? They seem to be able to reach the top. Come on, think. You can do it." Fiercegaze had softened her voice (though only a little) at the end. It was a challenge, but it wasn't impossible. She paused for a few moments, allowing her apprentice to think and strategize. If he still gave up, Fiercegaze would have to give in and reveal the solution. Eyes on Weaselpaw, she was anticipating for him to give up. But would she be right?

Thanks to razzberry for helping with this coding!

[.crossfire.]

W E A S E L P A W
tom | apprentice | 9 moons | tags; fiercegaze | location; territory
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His eyes narrowing in frustration, Weaselpaw stood up and stared at the rock face. He felt utterly small next to it. Looking at the snow buildup, he realized that his mentor had been right. It wasn't packed together so he would likely get stuck in some kind of drift. He checked the trees, the branches were much higher than he would have liked and his climbing wasnt the best. Stifling a sigh, he jumped into the bark of a tree, digging his thorn-like claws into the bark. He began to slowly make his way up the tree. The higher he climbed, the more nervous he got. After reaching the first branch, a strong gust of wind hit him square in the face, almost sending him flying down the tree. He dug in with his claws as tight as he could, his pelt fluffed in panic as he let out a startled yowl.

[rabbit_with_a_fedora]

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❨ warrior of iceclan ❩ ❨ apprentice: weaselpaw ❩ ❨ ♀/25 mns ❩ ❨ tags: Weaselpaw ❩ ❨ mentions: n/a ❩


Seeing her apprentice try the trees, Fiercegaze was taken aback by Weaselpaw’s courage. The surprise wore off as soon as it came, and she stood poised as a snake, eyes focusing on his shape on the trees. As the wind slammed into Weaselpaw, Fiercegaze sprang into action, dashing to the foot of the tree. However, she knew Weaselpaw wouldn’t be in fatal danger - the branch was too low for that. “Get your teeth around a branch, and haul yourself up. If you get your hind legs on the branch, you’ll be fine. After you get up, get around the trunk so the wind won’t blow you off, and the trunk is shielding you from it.” She said, calm but alert. Fiercegaze kept her eyes on her apprentice, seeing if he would be able to get to the top of the cliff unscathed, or at least alive.

Thanks to razzberry for helping with this coding!

[.crossfire.]

W E A S E L P A W
tom | apprentice | 9 moons | tags; fiercegaze | location; territory
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Weaselpaw glanced down at his mentor with wide, frightened eyes as she yowled up to him. Doing as he was told, he climbed to the other side of the tree where he would be sheltered from the wind. Digging his claws deeper into the tree as he went higher, he forced himself to stay calm. As soon as he reached the second branch, he realized he must have been going very slow as it wasn't much higher from where he just was. Looking up, he continued forward, growing more confident. As h neared the top, he scrambled onto the branch closest to him, feeling the branch dip beneath his weight. As he studied the branches more closely, he realized they got thinner the higher he went. Swallowing the urge to climb down, he thrust himself a little higher, unsure of what to do. I'm a cat. I was born to climb. Stop being so scared he told himself. He looked at the distance from the top of the ledge from where he was and realized he would never be able to jump the gap. He froze, unsure of what to do next.

[rabbit_with_a_fedora]

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❨ warrior of iceclan ❩ ❨ apprentice: weaselpaw ❩ ❨ ♀/25 mns ❩ ❨ tags: Weaselpaw ❩ ❨ mentions: n/a ❩


Fiercegaze had been watching Weaselpaw urge himself up the tree, could sense the moments where he steeled his nerves and a surge of energy coursed through him. As he reached the highest branch that could support his weight, he froze. Fiercegaze’s eyes darted around the clearing, examining everything that could be of use. “Weaselpaw,” she called, voice smooth and level, “see how the branches lower and bend and creak under your weight? Could you perhaps use those to, oh I don’t know, accelerate your jump so you could reach the top? Think, Weaselpaw, think. When you’re a warrior, you’ll need to find the ways to manipulate and use things around you to your advantage. You’re doing great already, as many apprentices would depend on muscle power, and surely be stuck a the bottom of the cliff, without even thinking a thought. Use the branches, use the branches.” Fiercegaze circled the bottom of the tree, eyes narrowed and fixed on her apprentice, seeing if he would get her message, or be stuck there helplessly, which was what she expected.

Thanks to razzberry for helping with this coding!

[.crossfire.]

W E A S E L P A W
tom | apprentice | 9 moons | tags; fiercegaze | location; territory
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Weaselpaw had barely heard fiercegaze call from below, but heard just enough. Slowly crawling to the end of the branch, the tabby tom put his weight in the back of his haunches in case the branch broke. Bounding his muscles together, he leaped for the ledge, paws outstretched, he landed with a thud. The tom misjudged the leap and was now dangling over the side of the cliff. His hind paws scrabbling at nothing but open air. He closed his eyes and used his fore-paw muscles to drag himself through the snow, managing to find one lip on the cliff, barely big enough for his back paw, and pushed off of it with a weak jump, but strong enough to where he can get a grip and stand. He stood there for a brief moment before peering over the ledge and looked at his mentor. "I did it. I made it up." he called as loud as he could, a little bit of excitement coursing through his body.