♛ Iᖴ I ᔕTᗩY ♛ [Open <3]

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"give me a disaster, give me emergency,
stand me at the head of the crusades without a remedy."
mood; stressed, tired, furious located; camp tags; fernpool, stahl, sully

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she smiled at fernpool. "it's fine. we're all on edge today." larkfrost flicked her tail over fernpool's back to show there were no hard feelings. the medicine cat shook her head, "i still have work to do. it's part of my duties to make sure every cat has been treated before i go to sleep." after realizing that other cats had began to notice her drowsiness, she forced herself to walk with a bit more life.

her ears flattened against her head when she heard the she-cat's remark; though she forced herself to refrain from snapping back. it wouldn't get them anywhere. "what authority do i have? well, i'm the clan's medicine cat. and if you happen to join, i'll be the one who treats your sorry pelt every time you get wounded." with a purr of amusement, she relied to the tom. "you remind me a lot of myself when i first joined the clan. full of questions. but in response to your questions, we just had a badger attack, which you knew, i'm assuming. i don't want cats outside, especially at night, until we've covered up the scent of blood. it could just draw more trouble." she scented the air. yep, definitely blood scent. "i assume you don't plan to use this information against us, but i don't feel comfortable releasing more information until you two are officially in the clan."

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[rockett.]

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S I L V E R S T R E A K

thirty eight moons
warrior
strong-willed, gentle, respectful,
opinionated, prideful,impulsive
crush: none
tagged: laurelbite, larkfrost, fernpool,
sully, stahl

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......silverstreak had no reason to continue listening to these cats. he muttered a 'sorry' under his breath to larkfrost, but immediately regretted it, knowing that the medicine cat deserved better than that. there was simply too much going on for the silver tom to be of any use to the clan for the meantime. he needed to clear his head, go for a walk; do something, instead of sitting here, with these new cats, after a badger had managed to get so close to camp and injure many, and even kill one. it was a lot to happen in the one day, and silverstream, unfortunately, was not good at handling stress. the warrior knew that these cats could easily escort them back into camp, and seeing as he'd already gotten off on their bad sides, there would be no point in him escorting them too. so, instead of staying, the silver cat padded past, and into the forest, not daring to look behind him.
was he over-reacting? some might think so, but he had every reason to feel the way he did. it wasn't up to other cats to decide if what he was doing wasn't what he should be doing, over something as simple as acting a bit dramatic. silverstream gracefully jumped over a small stream, letting the quiet trickling noises soothe his mind. the tom kept going, keeping at a swift walking pace, until he came across the scent line. he could smell stahl and sully's scents very clearly here, as if the two loners were standing right beside him. luckily they aren't, silverstream thought to himself. if i had of found them here, they would've had their ears clawed off.

[Z4XX0N]

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tags ; sully, laurelbite, silverstreak, fernpool, larkfrost
ooc ; I'll start posting for Sully and Stahl separately soon enough, it's just easier to post for them when they're together.

Fernpool's comment on their names made the tom laugh, and Sully gave the tom a cautioning look, but he promptly dismissed it. "My mother presented me with the name I bear, yes. I was named alongside my two brothers and two sisters, who carry names similar to my own." he explained, looking over at Sully, who looked at the two, and merely shrugged.

"Can't say the same for myself. My Ma named me, but I didn't like the name I was given, so I changed it once I left home. Sully seems substantially less feminine than 'Dandelion'. I think we can all agree that I don't seem like the delicate and feminine sort." Sully added on, having decided that there was no point in being rude to the cats, especially after the tom cat had decided to wander off on his own without saying and word to the others. He's strange, and moody. Sully thought, turning her attention to the other she-cat, whom explained she was... a medicine cat? That was an unusual word for a job, but Sully understood the concept quite well. "Righteo, I'll make sure to keep out of trouble, then. I think I'd much rather keep my fur."

The medicine cat's explanation alongside Fernpool's was rather unnerving for Stahl, and the tom frowned. At this rate, was it logical to join the clan? It seemed a bit late to back out now, especially since he had been one to offer their assistance. But then again, Laurelbite had said that it was optional, but what did it mean if they said no? Would the clan cats kill them then and there? These females seemed nice enough, but he couldn't say the same for that tom. "That is... unfortunate. We were aware of a badger in the lands, but we can't say the same for your presence. However, I can tell you that there's a small group of them due east from where we came from."

"Do you mean the mother and two pups that we saw?" Sully chimed in, and Stahl nodded. "Yeah, but they seemed pretty intent on staying where they were. But I suppose it pays to be careful."

Stahl nodded in agreement, but said nothing more, as the duo were lead into the clan's camp. Well, here goes nothing. he thought, giving a cautioning look to Sully, who sighed and nodded.

[ErwinSmith]

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Location:Outer Territoru
Apprentice:N/A
Tagged:Sully, Stahl, Silverstreak, Fernpool, Larkfrost

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Unlike the others, Larkfrost's scolding did not effect her, she had perfect reason to make the judgement of leaving camp and checking for more badgers or any other threat. She, also, had a reason for accepting the trespassers. They needed strong cats to defend the clan, she was not without injury, herself; but a few well placed cobwebs fixed her up nicely. She had objections but kept them down; she generally liked Larkfrost, and thought it best to ignore her earlier outburst. Although, she did turn to Silverstreak, letting Stahl and Sully talk with Fernpool and Larkfrost; the two shecats seemed to have welcomed them enough, Larkfrost was once like them and Fernpool was one of the calmest cars she knew. Silverstreak was troubled and needed some support. She spoke bluntly to him earlier, which wasnt right of her. She was about to speak with him, but he was off before she could do anything. She decided to stay with the group. She was the one to accept them into camp and she would speak for them. She took thin time to watch them more. Stahl certainly would fit in here, but she was unsure how others wood feel with Sully. It was a crazy thought, but perhaps Firestorm would make friends with her. He was a rather lonesome tom, despite that he showed any opposition to being by himself. He was aggressive and quick to react, but perhaps that could teach her to hold her tongue, and since he suffered a broken leg, he couldn't hurt her and the medicine den was a calm area. Perhaps she should introduce the two. She continued to listen to the two. Badger pups? If her clan was stronger, she would lead a hunt to take down both and feed the clan a great meal, the mother would be the only worry. She looked to the four cats ahead of her, and spoke before thinking. "Consider the two of you welcomed. It's been a long day for all of us. Is there room in the medicine den for two guards? There shouldn't be much problem, but there might be some cats might be unsettled to find two strange cats in the warriors den. I'll talk with Tigerstar, you four deserve some rest, their presence in camp is my doing, it's only right of me to take responsibility." she said in a decided tone.

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Please read page 10 on the discussion thread

[Luscinia]

[There has been a timeskip to the next day c;]

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O W L T U F T

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Tags > Open
Crush > T.B.A
Mood > Slightly confused
Location > Medicine den
Offspring > N/A

The dark brown tabby's massive, muscular body twitched before his head shot up, consciousness returning to him. He slowly opened his bright green eyes, his pupils narrowing to slits as he found himself in the Medicine den. As he tried to move, a striking pain seared his side, his gaze falling to the location. There were clearly wounds on his side, shoulder, and back leg, as there were cobwebs soaked in quite a bit of blood on top. Then suddenly, his memory returned to him, hitting him like an unsuspected wave. There was a badger attack yesterday, and at the moment, he had no idea of any casualties. He could only hope that there had been none. His gaze scanned the den, examining the cats that lay injured aside from him, as well as the medicine cat and her apprentice.

The tom grunted as he motivating himself to push through the pain and shift his position to a more comfortable one, yet careful not to mess up the cobwebs too much. Once he found a comfortable pose, his movement settled down to merely the heaving of his sides as he breathed. Though he tried to be as humble as possible, he couldn't help but feel like his pride had been shattered for being in the medicine den. Why, though? Perhaps it could be seen as an honor, as he was battling for the safety of his clanmates. His large ears fell flat against his head, a heavy sigh escaping his mouth. That's right, he felt this way because often times it was made seem like the warriors who fought and didn't have to go to the medicine den were true, strong warriors.

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S N O W W A T C H E R

ᏦᏁᎾᎳs ᎳhᎪᏆ mᎽ sᎬᏟᏒᎬᏆs ᎪᏒᎬ

Tags > Open
Crush > T.B.A
Mood > Depressed
Location > Warriors den
Mate > Deceased
Offspring > Just announced as
pregnant.

Snowwatcher's dreams were haunted with Foxstep the night once the vigil was over, and when she had been awoken earlier in the morning, her grief prevented her from going back to sleep. It was hard to believe that her mate was gone, not to forget she was never even able to tell him about their kits. The kits- the very thought of them caused her light blue eyes to glaze over. She slid her plumed tail over her stomach, sighing softly. They'd grow up fatherless, only able to "know" their father by the stories she'd tell about him. Despite the fact she could feel them growing distant, she would always love him so intensely. Before this day, the thought of him out of her life was unbelievable.

Now, the unbelievable was the reality, and it left her heartbroken. Her eyes flickered about the warriors den, where she said she'd sleep one last night before moving to the nursery. Her eyes fell to the nest built rather close to her own, Foxstep's, which no-one had bothered to throw out yet. She gritted her teeth, slowly raising to her paws before poking her head outside, then gathered herself to walk out into the open of camp. Her eyes hesitantly fell upon the spot where the bodies lay. They had been taken out by the senior warriors or elders now, nothing remaining of their former existence there.

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B R I S T L E P A W

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Tags > Open
Crush > T.B.A
Mood > Nervous
Location > Camp

Bristlepaw, as soon as he woke up, stood up. He glared at the entrance, slowly making his way outside. He felt like he couldn't trust "outside" any longer, not after the surprise attack by a raging, bloodthirsty battle that in the end, killed quite a few cats in their clan. Gullpaw, Willowtail, their deputy Dawncloud, and Foxstep. At least Tigerstar hadn't left the clan deputy-less long, as he soon announced Silverstreak as their new deputy. Dawncloud had been Bristlepaw's mentor since he was first made an apprentice four moons ago, and now Silverstreak was replacing her as his mentor as well. Though he admired the tom, he still felt heartbroken.

Dawncloud was a mother just as great as his actual mother had been to him. He could only hope she'd watch over him during the rest of his training, and hopefully soon, smile as she watched his warrior ceremony. Now, he wanted to be named "Bristlecloud" in her honor, though, some might see that as a little weird.

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"give me a disaster, give me emergency,
stand me at the head of the crusades without a remedy."
mood; stressed located; medicine den tags; owltuft

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the white she-cat blinked her eyes open to a new day. for a moment, she didn't remember the previous day, but the memories shot back to her quickly. so many cats had died, more than had ever died in a single event. larkfrost couldn't help but blame herself. when she could have forced herself through the night, she had decided to take a short nap. that 'short nap' lasted much longer than planned.

her ears flicked at a noise and she rose to her paws. "owltuft," larkfrost mewed softly, padding towards him. she ducked her head in a respectful greeting. "how do you feel, what do you remember?" larkfrost didn't enjoy questioning cats, but this was important. "we lost a lot of cats yesterday, but i'm glad you made it out."

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[dorkasaurus]

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► Warrior ~ Tom ~ Tagged: Larkfrost, Owltuft ~ Location: medicine den

His apprentice was gone. Ironheart had only mentored the young tom for a short while, but it was almost as if he had been swiped at the throat himself by that badger. An apprentice was a mentor's duty, yet, Ironheart had failed. A small voice within him told him that it wasn't his fault. That he tried, but Ironheart countered the voice with the fact that the dark-gray blue warrior did not try. He succeeded. Now, the muscular tom sat under a small tree, his rust coloured claws, stained from previous moons of fighting, gouged into the soft earth. He felt his teeth grate against one another as he urged to sink his fangs into the badger again and again and again. Ironheart was not known for his bloodthirsty nature. He did not have one. It wasn't a lust for blood, but rather, a lust for revenge, a beckoning, a calling, a duty, and he wanted to answer it. So many cats injured. How many could he have prevented? If only he had arrived at the scene sooner with his claws ready to rip through anything that stood in the way of his clan. Enough of this. He told himself, his deep voice ringing through his clashing thoughts. Making up his mind, the tom stood from his spot and padded towards the medicine cat den.

Sliding his combat-ready body through the opening in the medicine den, Ironheart greeted the injured Owltuft with a short, "Hello. Feeling better, Owltuft?" before he turned his steel blue gaze to Larkfrost. She had been very busy lately with all the injured cats. Perhaps he could help in some manner. "Do you need anything, Larkfrost? Moss? Herbs? Or something to eat? I can go hunting if you'd like."

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► Warrior ~ Tom ~ Tagged: Snowwatcher ~ Location: camp

Slipping out of the warriors' den with an inability to keep still, the lanky, young tom Spiritwind flicked his ears as he gazed about the clan, seeing what damages he could help mend after the bloody fight yesterday. He opened his muzzle, tasting the air. Camp smelled like depressions and death. The sadness of the losses overpowered the scent of the blood from the bodies, though. He was sad, too, but unlike the others, Spiritwind had barely any connection to the deceased cats. It made him feel worse in a way, for he had never known them. He still mourned with the others. They were his clanmates after all. Seeing a single white she-cat in the clearing, Spiritwind immediately identified her as Snowwatcher. He remembered that her mate Foxstep had just passed. Frowning at the air surrounding the queen, Spiritwind padded closer to her, stopping at a respectful distance with his usually proudly raised head lowered in empathy. "I'm sorry for your loss, Snowwatcher. May he run and hunt forever in the forest of StarClan." The young tom had not experienced much battling or death, but he knew enough that it could anger a whole clan, giving them unbelievable strength and fury to cut down any foe.

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"give me a disaster, give me emergency,
stand me at the head of the crusades without a remedy."
mood; stressed located; medicine den tags; owltuft, ironheart

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"hello ironheart." the snowy white she-cat dipped her head in greeting. while she hadn't eaten in a day, the she-cat shook her head at ironheart's offer. "i may take you up on that hunting offer. but not now. i still have plenty of cats to tend to and little time to eat." suddenly, a grim reminder shot through her head. dipperpaw and gullpaw, two deceased apprentices, had been mentored by ironheart and owltuft. with a sorrowful gaze, larkfrost made eye contact with the two toms. "i-" her voice shook slightly, "i'm sorry i could not rescue your apprentices. no cats should die that young."

her voice still shaking, she flicked her ears towards the den entrance. "i do need a break, and we still need to rid the forest of the blood left from the badger fight. so ironheart," she nodded at the steely grey tom, "i'd like to take you up on your offer for help. would you mind going to the forest with me to cover the scent. i'd love if you'd also hunt a bit while we're out there. i'd help, but.." she held out a clawless paw. larkfrost shook her head, "stupid twolegs." letting out a deep sigh, larkfrost turned to the injured cats, still sleeping in the back of the den. "it'll take a while, but we need food for all the injured cats, something we're currently lacking. owltuft, would you mind staying here and watching the injured? you're a powerful tom, but you were hurt in that fight." with a dip of her head, she added, "if you have any issues, ask leopardpaw. if he can't solve the problem, come fetch me. i won't be too far."

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[dorkasaurus]

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► Warrior ~ Tom ~ Tagged: Larkfrost, Owltuft ~ Location: medicine den, camp

Ironheart gazed down upon the white she-cat as she spoke, listening to her words with care. At the mention of Dipperpaw, he felt a claw of guilt rake across his heart. Of course, he would never bring up his feelings, but it dragged his fighting spirit down a bit. It would never get in the way of his clan duties, but it bothered him greatly. The only thing he could do with that sorrow was use it do more good things for his clan.
"It's okay, Larkfrost. There were many cats injured. Only so many could be saved. If it's any cat's fault, it's mine. Dipperpaw was my apprentice, and as his mentor, it was my responsibility to watch over him..." Huffing slightly after taking in a deep breath of the herb scented air in the medicine den, the stormy eyed warrior flicked his gaze down to Larkfrost's paw as she held it out a bit. He understood the predicament. "I understand," he meowed firmly, his deep voice rumbly like distant thunder. He gently touched her shoulder with his tail in a comforting manner. "Alright, I would enjoy some company in cleaning up such a scene. Although, I'm sure I could take care of it alone considering the fact that there are still wounded cats..." the noble tom pondered for a few moments more before adding thoughtfully, "It'll give Leopardpaw some realistic practice, though."
Ironheart turned and slipped out of the medicine den, turning his great head to see if the snowy she-cat was following his pawsteps. He kneaded his front paws gently into the soft earth as if he were an apprentice impatiently waiting for his mentor to go with him for a training session. Those days were long over. Now, it was just hard labor and a lot of dark thoughts. He wished it was back in the day when Oceanheart was there to help him along, be apart of the clan.