♛ Iᖴ I ᔕTᗩY ♛ [Open <3]

[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, sully, stahl

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......silverstreak only altered his posture slightly as laurelbite spoke down on him. he barely paid any attention to her words, eyes still locked on the loners. his fur flattened down and his claws became sheathed, but the tom did not dare relax his tensed muscles. he managed to hear her last words, and as much as he knew she was right, it seemed like he was making dirt on starclan if he warmly accepted these two cats into his clan. silverstreak opened his mouth to argue against the ginger she-cat, but he bit his tongue, trying as hard as he could to hold it in. there was no point wasting his breath on this loner. however, it seemed that the silver tom had just missed laurelbite's offering to the two cats to stay in the clan. suddenly, the bushes behind them rustled, to show fernpool, who must've followed him here. she, like laurelbite, calmly greeted the lone cats as if they were a part of the clan. it's like they've forgotten the warrior code, silverstreak thought to himself. what happened to challenging all trespassing cats? hadn't either of them worried that these two loners could've attacked them? the thoughts flooded into his mind, making it hard for him to see straight. silverstreak shook his head to remove the thoughts, which was to no avail.

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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; firestorm, leopardpaw,
silverstreak, laurelbite, fernpool, stahl, sully

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larkfrost wasn't herself. her coat was dry and caked with blood in many areas, her shoulder fur was scruffed up, and her tail was twitching. though she was extremely stressed, she still treated the wounded with the same care as always. she stifled a yawn. "hey leopardpaw," she mewed, turning to her apprentice, "you've done well today. you deserve a rest, go to sleep." she nodded at him, her eyes appreciative. oh, snowwatcher. she felt awful. in the stress of the battle, she'd forgotten to check back up on snowwatcher. she'd have to tomorrow.

padding over to firestorm, larkfrost nosed at the cobwebs on his leg. "i'm sorry to break it to you, firestorm, but you will no longer be a mentor or a warrior. at least for now." her eyes were full of empathy. "i'll try to have you stand tomorrow, but things aren't looking too good. for now, try to sleep; it'll help." she flicked her ear as a goodbye. gullpaw, dipperpaw, and darkpaw were all asleep in the back of the den. good, they need the sleep. they went through a lot today. though she was struggling to stay awake, larkfrost couldn't help but overhear a conversation going on in the woods. she couldn't make out the words, but larkfrost knew that there were cats arguing in the woods. larkfrost, a usually calm and collected she-cat, couldn't help but pin back her ears and lash her tail. "what now!?" she couldn't help but hiss aloud.

storming out of the den, larkfrost followed the scent and sounds of the cats. they're arguing over lone cats? letting them in the clan? the white she-cat knew that just beyond a cluster of bushes were the arguing cats. she bristled with fury and pushed through the bushes. her fur was puffed up in anger and her tail was lashing from side to side. "and what do you think you're doing out of camp? mouse-brains!" she spat at the group. "none of you lead the clan. if these loners want to join, they need to bring it up with tigerstar. your opinions on the matter? well, quite frankly, they aren't important." with narrowed eyes, she made sure to scan her gaze over every cat in the cluster. "stop fighting like a group of apprentices and haul-tail back to camp. and if you don't, i'll make sure tigerstar hears about this." larkfrost stood her ground, refusing to move until she saw to it that they all made it back to camp; she couldn't believe any cat could be idiotic enough to stand in the forest making an abundance of noise. especially since a badger fight had just happened. with a glance at the two loners, she added, "you two. follow the others. our leader will make the final decision."

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xxxis feeling annoyed at forest.
xxxa simple warrior of oakclan.
xxxno crush.
xxxtags; spiritwind, laurelbite, stahl, sully, silverstreak,
xxxlarkfrost.
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Fernpool dipped her head to the stranger, perplexed by his politeness. Weren't rogues and loners usually uncouth? Or, at least, that was what Fernpool grew up hearing. Her mother often threatened to send her off to the rogue band nearby if she misbehaved. The golden tabby nodded. "Nice to meet oyu, Stahl," she mewed, though she looked at the ginger she-cat curiously, for she had not yet introduced herself. "My name is Fernpool." What a strange name - Stahl! Fernpool considered this name for a while, and she couldn't understand why a cat would ever be named Stahl. Maybe the twolegs did it? Though the tom definitely did not seem like a soft kittypet. Her posture was relaxed; she felt no need to challenge these two cats, for she knew that Laurelbite must've already questioned them. Yes, the white she-cat was a good warrior. Fernpool knew that she must've already interrogated these two strangers, though Fernpool still wondered of their presence. It had been a while since oakclan had received loners, after all.

She quickly glanced at Silverstreak with her golden eyes, and immediately noticed that the tom seemed indignant and upset. She tipped her head curiously. Why was Silverstreak so angry-looking? Did he not trust Laurelbite enough? Surely the white she-cat had already made sure that these cats meant no harm before allowing them further into clan territory. The golden tabby didn't have enough time to contemplate, however, before another white-furred she-cat burst into the scene, claws and all. Fernpool stared at Larkfrost, analyzing the medicine cat's anger. She was probably just very cranky and tired; a lot of cats had been injured today, which must've tried her patience. But Fernpool could not help but feel rather annoyed at Larkfrost's tone. "Laurelbite was bringing them back into camp," Fernpool explained patiently, like a mother would to a kit. "If these cats simply barged into camp without an escort, then I'm sure nobody would be very happy with that."

She turned her attention back to Stahl and the ginger she-cat before padding away back to camp, though slowly out of curiosity of whether or not they would follow suit.

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xxxis feeling nervous at camp.
xxxa hardworking med. apprentice of oakclan.
xxxno crush.
xxxtags; larkfrost, snowwatcher.
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Leopardpaw nodded at Snowwatcher's reply and proceeded to prod and gently press her belly some more. His paws could make out several subtle lumps underneath her fur, and he furrowed his eyes, puzzled. "I doubt there's anything wrong with you," Leopardpaw mewed finally, setting his paw to the side. "You may leave now, though feel free to come back if your belly aches again." Leopardpaw awkwardly hobbled to the back of the medicine den, returning to his favorite job - sorting the herbs. At least then he was able to clear his mind of distractions. But, of course, his solitude didn't last long because various bleeding cats hobbled into the camp. Together with Larkfrost, Leopardpaw worked to patch the injured cats back up. His nose crinkled at the scent of blood, but he forced himself to work. While healing the cats, he murmured every shred of herb used so that they would not slip his memory, though he was sure that they inevitably would.

After what felt like hours, Leopardpaw finished. His shoulders ached, and his golden and black spotted fur was all tangled and had flecks of blood and stray herb hanging off of it. Still, he managed to purr at Larkfrost's praise. He felt proud that he had managed to treat all of these cats - with Larkfrost's help, of course - without any trouble. This surely must be good progress! "Thank you, Larkfrost," he mewed. "Perhaps you'd like to share a thrush with me before we rest? You worked hard, too, you know." But before the white cat could reply, she exited the den. 'I'll tell her about Snowwatcher when I see her again,' he thought to himself.

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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

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larkfrost nodded at fernpool. "i understand, i'm sorry. i just.. we lost a warrior today and many others are injured." she stared through the leaves, hoping to catch a glimpse of a star with no luck, "times are so tough right now." she kept pace with fernpool, though it was a struggle not to fall behind. "i'm sorry for snapping at you." to prove her sincerity, she met fernpool's gaze. fighting the urge to collapse and sleep, larkfrost forced herself to keep her eyes wide open. i just wish that starclan would give me something: a sign, and omen, anything. without meaning to, she sighed out loud. i haven't received a sign from starclan for moons.

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//sorry, bad post. i need to go to sleep but i wanted to get another post in first.

//by the way, i could see fernpool and larkfrost becoming great friends. just a thought.

[quitting,,]

[re-cap please?]

[L.I.N.G.E.R]

[Tigerstar has received the prophecy and is sitting next to his den pretty shaken up about it. Laurelbite found Stahl and Sully and told them she could escort them to the camp or out of the clan lands. Silverstreak, Larkfrost, and Fernpool are all in that group to bring them back to camp as well. Besides that as far as I know the injured cats are resting and Leopardpaw seems to be suspecting now that Snowatcher is pregnant.]

[quitting,,]

[Ah, okay. I'll post in the morning when I wake up. Going to bed here in a couple of minutes]

[Z4XX0N]

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tags ; sully, laurelbite, silverstreak, fernpool, larkfrost

Stahl nodded in acknowledgement to the she-cat - whom introduced herself as Fernpool - and looked to Sully, who was watching the clan cat with a curiosity. "Sully. I'm Sully." the ginger she-cat spoke up, deciding that it was probably polite to make herself known at that point, since Stahl seemed completely content around these cats. But how could he? They were snarling and snapping at him, demanding to know why they were here, and having a go at their escort. It seemed rather rude, but many of the cats seemed on edge... Were strangers in the territory honestly that bad? Sully looked to Stahl, giving him an uneasy look. Perhaps it was a better idea for them to go to the mountains, regardless if there was prey or not.

"That is a very interesting name you have there, Fernpool," Stahl commented, tilting his head to the side, pulling a questioning face. "Is it your clan's tradition to have such... well, exotic names? I mean, no offence intended of course, but Sully and myself haven't come across cats like yourselves before. We're very new to all of this, we haven't encountered something like you lot in our travels before, so it's rather strange for us." Stahl smiled sheepishly and opened his mouth to speak again, but was promptly cut off by another cat pushing through the bushes, snapping at all the cats, seeming to take charge over all of them. Why were they in trouble for leaving? And who was Tigerstar?

"And what authority do you have!?" Sully growled, Stahl growling at his companion, whom shut her mouth and gave the newcomer a steely glare. Stahl looked at the newcomer, frowning. She looked absolutely exhausted... Was she a busy cat? He said nothing, however, motioning for Sully to follow him, trailing after Fernpool and the strange cat, looking back to make sure Laurelbite and the male were following.

"No more talking, got it? You'll get us in trouble." Stahl warned Sully, the she-cat hissing under her breath, but nodding.

Satisfied, Stahl padded ahead, listening curiously as Fernpool and the other cat conversed, and his eyes widened. They'd lost cats? What had happened? Shifting uneasily, Stahl cleared his throat and walked to catch up with the two cats, giving them an apologetic look. "I don't mean to intrude, but I do have just a few questions," Stahl began. "Firstly, why are you in trouble for being out of camp? Are you not allowed to leave without permission? And secondly, why injured cats? Did someone attack you? I don't mean to pry of course, but if we can be of assistance in any way we can, we'd be happy to oblige. After all, Laurelbite and your other... comrade... could have shredded us then and there."

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xxxa simple warrior of oakclan.
xxxno crush.
xxxtags; stahl, sully, larkfrost.
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The warrior felt immediate shame and embarrassment as the medicine cat quickly apologized for her sharpness. What was she thinking? Of course Larkfrost would be a little on the edge - a cat had died and several more were injured! Fernpool felt inconsiderate and cruel - two traits which are the very opposite of her being. The golden-furred she-cat shook her head at Larkfrost. "No need to apologize," she mewed, turning to study the medicine cat. The she-cat's pretty white fur was matted and knotted down with sweat - she had worked long and hard to keep oakclan cats going, and this was how Fernpool repaid her? "I'm sorry for being so inconsiderate - it was very uncharacteristic of me." She looked down in embarrassment. "It won't happen again." Fernpool watched warily with a concerned expression as Larkfrost struggled to stay on her four paws. Sleep seemed to call to her. "You should hurry back to camp and take a rest," the warrior said quietly, brushing her tail a little against Larkfrost's fur. "StarClan knows you deserve it."

Her whiskers twitched as the ginger she cat introduced herself with an ever odder name. Sully. Huh, Fernpool had never heard of that name before. How odd were these cats! Fernpool stared at Stahl as if he had grown a third eye. "My name?" She laughed softly in amusement, tail lashing side to side. "Your names are quite different - Sully and Stahl. Did your mothers name you that?" Of course, she was not at all patronizing, but rather genuinely curious. She listened as Stahl explained their situation - it seemed as if Stahl was the leader of the two. Were they mates? They definitely were not siblings, so Fernpool could only assume they were mates. She jolted in surprise as Sully growled sharply at Larkfrost, a bit shocked that a cat would speak like that to a medicine cat. 'They're not used to the clan life,' she reminded herself.

Fernpool tossed a glance over her shoulder as she walked, looking back at the black and white tom. "Technically, we aren't really in trouble. We just aren't supposed to bring, er, newcomers in," Fernpool explained to the tom. Her expression turned darker as Stahl brought up the injured cats. She looked hesitantly at Larkfrost, unsure whether or not she should be sharing this information with loners, even if Fernpool believed that they had no ill intentions. How could they bear malicious intents? Stahl had even offered their paws! Perhaps loners were not as uncivilized as the Clan was led to believe? "Times have been rough," the warrior mewed, worried. "Creatures that haven't been here in so long have returned." 'Unfortunately,' she added to herself.

[Luscinia]

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O W L T U F T

αи∂ ι'м тαкιиg уσυ!

Tags > Open
Crush > T.B.A
Mood > Indifferent
Location > Camp
Offspring > N/A

[He's also open, he's just pacing around camp right now xD]

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S N O W W A T C H E R

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Tags > Open
Crush > T.B.A
Mood > Nervous
Location > Medicine den
Mate > Foxstep
Offspring > Soon to be announced
pregnant

Snowwatcher pricked her ears as the medicine apprentice told her that there was probably nothing wrong with her. Yet, no diagnosis of what could possibly be bothering her stomach. Not that it mattered too much to her, it was just that she was super curious and would like to know the cause. The long-furred, white female bowed her head to Leopardpaw, thanking him before exiting the den, the puzzled look still on her face. She shook her puzzlement away, making her way towards a sunny patch in camp. There, she settled down comfortably in the warm, grassy spot she discovered.
[Bad WB, sorry ;~;]

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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 > Tired
Location > Camp

[He's open, he stayed in the camp just in case the badger came there.]

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