Create A Clan- V.4

My gallery · by **Katrione** » Wed Jul 11, 2018 1:08 pm

Ice580 wrote:
Arrowclan

{The Clan consumes x1 Rabbit}
{Arrowstar hunts}
{Arrowstar goes on a border patrol}
{Arrowstar vists the Moonpool and requests a cat}

[ Arrowstar caught two squirrels ]
[ Arrowstar found a warrior ]
[ Starclan has sent Arrowclan a warrior ]

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Chocolate Chip. wrote:

Duskclaw, Stormclaw, Minnowtail, Goose, Clawstar, and Mothfur go on a hunting patrol.[/url]
[b]Midnightwish, Duskstrike, Roscoe, Quickflash, Hazeltail and Dapplewish go on 2 hunting patrols.
Stormpaw goes herb hunting.
Ashkit becomes an apprentice! His mentor will be Fennelclaw.
Ashpaw and Otterpaw go training!
Oddeye is giving birth, but she's very weak.
Clawstar requests a queen.
Since Flameleaf goes missing, Clawstar gives Stormpaw her warrior name - Stormwhisker.
Waspbeetle becomes an elder.
Clawstar loses a life because Flameleaf refuses to give him the herbs.
Duskclaw becomes the deputy.
Flameleaf, Stripekit, Lilypetal, Dapplekit and Goose go "missing".
Mudpaw and Creampaw become warriors!!! Mudpaw becomes Mudear, and Creampaw becomes Creamtail.
TRAINING
Mudear and Creamtail go hunting before and after their last training sessions.

[ Duskclaw's patrol caught three rabbits ]
[ Midnightwish's patrol caught three voles on the first patrol and three mice on the second patrol ]
[ Stormpaw gathered alder bark, beech nuts and bindweed ]
[ Ashkit is now an apprentice: Ashpaw! ]
[ Ashpaw and Otterpaw learned the Hunt skill ]
[ The newly named Stormpaw stumbles out of the nursery, parts of her pelt matted with blood. Clawstar and Duskclaw ran over, asking what happened. Stormpaw just shakes her head and returns to her den, leaving the leader and deputy to find out for themselves. Oddeye was sprawled out on her side, her flank no longer rising. The deceased queen had two kits curled up at her stomach ]
[ Starclan grants The Whispering Isle it's wish and sends a queen. She is due in one moon ]
[ Stormpaw has earned her full medicine cat name: Stormwhisker! ]
[ Starclan wishes many moons of rest for Waspbeetle ]
[ Starclan welcomes Duskclaw as the new deputy of The Whispering Isle ]
[ Mudpaw and Creampaw are now warriors: Mudear and Creamtail! ]
[ Mudear and Creamtail's catches were added into the hunting patrols catches ]

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stars,, wrote:

[Rabbitclan consumes x1 bird]
[Lilypaw is apprenticed to Greyfur and Berrypaw is apprenticed to Stormyheart, respectively]

[Oakwhisker patrols]
[Minnowcloud is kitting]
[Alderleaf aids Minnowcloud]
[Lilypaw and Berrypaw go training]
[Halfstar, Sorrelwing and Maplefur go hunting]

(To be found when possible: Whitetuft)

[ Lilykit and Berrykit are now apprentices: Lilypaw and Berrypaw! ]
[ Oakwhisker found Whitetuft ]
[ Minnowcloud's whiskers twitched happily as she curled her her three kits ]
[ Lilypaw and Berrypaw learned the Hunt skill ]
[ Halfstar's patrol caught one shrew ]
[ Your three stockpile posts have been over for two posts now. You'll need to start feeding your cats or they'll start starving in Pompom's next replies ]

My gallery · by **Chamrosh** » Wed Jul 11, 2018 8:59 pm

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Weather - Green-Leaf
Summer. Summer starts with little warning.
One day, intense rain falls cover the clans' lands, and the
next, the sun blazes down on them instead.
The sudden brightness quickly dries up the puddles and
flooding that many clans have encountered, but the extent
of them means some floods can still be found.
Additionally, the sudden brilliant heat means that forest
fires are beginning to break out among the hotter clans.
Of course, some days are still colder than others, but for
most, the sun is certainly proving its fiery reputation.
Prey can feel the heat too, and fortunately, most clans
send out their patrols in mornings and evenings, the only
time that the prey can bear during the day.
Some mothers might be exhausted by the heat, but certainly
their kittings should still be faring well for a while.

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10/07 or 07/10 or 10th July

B E A R C L A N
inky.

[Wisteriawind sneaks out and becomes mates with Thornshard of FloodClan. They try for kits.]
[Dunewing's stone has been drawn. He goes to the bear]
[Slatestar asks StarClan for an apprentice]
[Batfur, Weaselfur, Wisteriawind, and Fogpaw patrol]
[Ravencloud, Vipersun, and Stormfang hunt]
[Cindertail teaches Adderpaw stealth]
[Weaselfur teaches Fogpaw Hunting]
[Grassheart teaches Squirrelpaw swimming]
[Minkblossom looks for herbs]
[The Clan consumes x1 big fish and x1 squirrel]

[ Wisteriawind has become pregnant!* ]
[ Starclan has sent an apprentice ]

[ While on patrol, Batfur, Weaselfur, Wisteriawind, and Fogpaw encounter a kit ]
[ While hunting, Ravencloud, Vipersun, and Stormfang catch 1x Hare and 1x Squirrel ]
[ Fogpaw successfully learns the Hunting skill! ]
[ Adderpaw successfully learns the Stealth skill! ]
[ Squirrelpaw successfully learns the Swimming skill! ]
[ While herb-hunting, Minkblossom finds 1x Lovage and 1x Parsley ]

*ignore me if you don't want her to have kits yet

SeaClan
winter solstice.

[ The Clan consumes Fish x4 and Squirrel x1. ]
[ Shorefall, Birchlight, Wolfshadow, Stormbreeze, Oakshadow, and Jadepaw hunt in the Pine Grove. ]
[ Whiterose, Dustflower, Daisysong, Ivynose, Boompaw, and Cliffpaw hunt in the forest by the river. ]
[ Everyone else stays in camp. ]
[ Sagefrost, Hailcloud, Morningflame, Goldenmist, Pinefoot, and Campionpaw patrol the forest by the river. ]
[ Campion, the feisty apprentice from the border patrol, joins as an apprentice of SeaClan. They are apprenticed to Sagefrost. ]
[ Carrotfur teaches Cardinalpaw the Combat skill. ]
[ Leafstar teaches Swiftpaw the Tracking skill. ]
[ Sagefrost teaches Campionpaw the Hunting skill. ]
[ Boompaw is ready for a final assessment! If he passes, he will be known as Boomtail! ]
[ Jadepaw is ready for a final assessment! If she passes, she will be known as Jadefall! ]
[ Cliffpaw is ready for a final assessment! If he passes, he will be known as Cliffstripe! ]
[ Nightwing is kitting! Father ]
[ Mintnose is kitting! Father ]
[ Bellcloud is kitting! Father ]
[ Brimflower is kitting! Father ]
[ Fritillarytail is kitting! Father ]
[ The medicine cats use Daisy Leaf x1, Raspberry Leaves x3, and Stick x1 to aid the queens. ] [/b]

{note to mod: Brackenfur of DeerClan can be found at any time~}

[ While hunting, Shorefall, Birchlight, Wolfshadow, Stormbreeze, Oakshadow, and Jadepaw catch 1x Sparrow and 2x Squirrel ]
[ While hunting, Whiterose, Dustflower, Daisysong, Ivynose, Boompaw, and Cliffpaw catch 2x Fish and 1x Shrew ]
[ While on patrol, Sagefrost, Hailcloud, Morningflame, Goldenmist, Pinefoot, and Campionpaw encounter a small patch of ground that reeks of twoleg. It's in a pretty area, but they must have just been hanging around there for a long while. There are lines of ants scurrying around, and closer inspection reveals that those lines of ants all seem to be closing in on two areas, where a large number of small pieces of that spongy-looking brown thing twolegs frequently eat can be found. There's also a few wasps hanging around, some going to the same sort of area as the ants, but far more to an area about 2 foxlengths away. There's a dent in the grass in an unnatural shape here, a little bigger than a cat lying down. Their scents lead out of the territory, but only in one direction. What in silverpelt were those two legs doing? ]

[ Cardinalpaw successfully learns the Combat skill! ]
[ Swiftpaw successfully learns the Tracking skill! ]
[ Campionpaw successfully learns the Hunting skill! ]
[ Boompaw has passed his assessment, and shall now be known as Boomtail! ]
[ Jadepaw has passed her assessment, and shall now be known as Jadefall! ]
[ Cliffpaw has passed his assessment, and shall now be known as Cliffstripe! ]

[ Nightwing gives birth to four kits ]
[ Mintnose gives
birth to (genetically female) five (genetically male) kits ]
[ Bellcloud gives birth to five kits ]
[ Brimflower gives birth to three kits (genetically male) ]
[ Fritillarytail gives birth to three (genetically male) kits* ]

*There were no genetically accurate kits that I could find without them both carrying solid, so they both carry solid now.

GoldClan
Each life has it's value, and each is worth more than gold.
Dinolil1

Cannastar goes hunting
Embergaze goes patrolling (Border)

[ While hunting, Cannastar catches 1x Mouse ]
[ While on patrol, Embergaze encounters a queen. She is due in two posts, but mentions that her family often has birth complications and that she will need an attentive medicine cat with plenty of herbs to keep her safe; She'll need 1 kitting herb and 1 travelling (strength) related herb when she gives birth ]

Some useful links regarding food pile creation that I might just leave here to give a greater chance of everyone seeing, at least for a while:
Ein, Zwei
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My gallery · by **Wolfypoof** » Wed Jul 11, 2018 9:01 pm

Number of Cats: 37

The new warrior stood in the centre of camp telling their story. The whole clan was gathered. The new warrior, Bearbrook, brought good news that the badger was dead. However it was still a sombre occasion as killing it also brought sacrifice.
"I-I was with my mate and kits when that... That thing appeared. It killed my mate..." he told the gathered clan.
"Oh my Starclan! I'm so sorry. I can't imagine how that must feel," Appleblaze said and gave him a reassuring pat with her tail.
"Thank you... It has been tough..." he sighed.
"Where are your kits then?" Blackwing asked.
"We told them to run as the badger came. I got lost looking for them again," he replied. Birdstar got to her paws.
"We will find your kits. We are very familiar with our territory so we know where they might be," she said.
"Oh, thank you so much! I am forever grateful to you," he shouted. She gave him a smile before turning to Bramblestep.
"Arrange a patrol at once. Bearbrook can join you," she ordered.
"Yes, Birdstar," he nodded. He gathered a few cats and along with Bearbrook they left.

Meanwhile at camp, Smallpaw and Hollypaw begun their warriors assessments and Ivykit and Fernkit became apprentices. After moons of watching, they were eager to start training. Birdstar told the two sisters to follow her. They bounced behind her. Finally, they stopped in front of the other two cats Birdstar gathered. Mothdapple and Tigertuft. They had no idea what they were called for and were surprised when their leader appeared with the two kits.
"Well, you might be wondering why I told you guys to come," she said.
"A little," Mothdapple replied.
"These two kits, Ivykit and Fernkit are ready to be apprentices. I was hoping you two would like to be their mentors." The sisters smiled and Tigertuft jumped up.
"I would love to!" she shouted.
"I would like to as well," Mothdapple nodded.
"Great! Ivykit your mentor is Tigertuft and Fernkit yours is Mothdapple," she told them. The mentors and apprentices had a small chat. Then they went off to train. Birdstar smiled at the thought of it before returning to duties.

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Elsewhere, Emberstorm and Foxfang had gathered in a mysterious part of the forest. "I heard your sister is injured," Emberstorm said.
"Yeah. I heard she's getting better though," he replied. "Serves her right though."
"Yes, that's true. But we are going to make a better clan," she smiled.
"I'll do anything to help," he nodded.
"That's good. I would like the first part of our plan to go into action."
"What would that be?" he asked. Emberstorm came close and whispered in his ear. He gasped in shock.
"Can that work?"
"Of course. Any ideas?"
"Hmm... There is someone..."
Together, they came up with a plan. Only time can tell if it was a good or bad plan...

[Acornclan consumes a bird, rabbit and squirrel (7 servings)]
[Ivykit and Fernkit become apprentices. Their mentors are Tigertuft and Mothdapple]
[Smallpaw and Hollypaw take their warrior assessment. If they pass they will be called Smallsky and Hollymist]
[Bloomseed rests]
[Bramblestep, Bearbrook, Cinderflight and Appleblaze look for the missing kits]
[Rabbitnose hunts for herbs]
[Tigertuft and Mothdapple train Ivykit and Fernkit]
[Whitecoal, Flamebelly, Flakeheart and Foxfang hunt]
[Birdstar, Cloverstep, Mousewish and Brightpaw patrol]

My gallery · by **Chamrosh** » Wed Jul 11, 2018 9:23 pm

Gustclan
Number of Cats: 73 (18 of which are kits)
|36F|35M|2NB|
Food Consumption: 12
Visit to Moonpool: It's been a week since the last visit

xxxxThere really was no good way to start his line of enquiry, but at least he wasn’t bringing up the subject from nothing. The whole clan had been talking about Goch’s murder for the last few days, and Troutstripe had been the one to bring it up now.
xxxx“Did any of you notice anything odd around then?” Pearstone asked.
xxxxThere was no possible way he could track everything from the whole clan now, especially when he had to make sure he met everyone so as not to miss important information. They’d probably be done with this stage late next moon.
xxxx“Not really.” Came Droseratail’s reply, before Clarystorm’s very helpful interruption;
xxxx“THERE WAS MOVEMENT.”
xxxx“There’s always movement with you.” Bugleclaw huffed.
xxxx“Can you describe each of your nights when that happened?”
xxxx“You can’t honestly suspect them, Pearstone.” Troutstripe said. But her tone spoke very differently from her words. Her tone was a warning. What if one of them – or all of them – really did kill Goch? Then goading them out here would be a terrible plan, even by her standards.
xxxxBut Droseratail didn’t even notice the tone before he spoke.
xxxx“It really was the same as most nights. I might have taken a little longer to sleep than most times, but I really can’t remember why. I suppose with so many more warriors around, it’s possible one of them might have disturbed my nest or something. I really hope that wasn’t the case, though. If they’d disturbed my nest and got that close while I was sleeping, I could have been in very real danger then, if, well….” Droseratail shook his head slightly, clearly not pleased with the thought at all. The others knew exactly what he meant.
xxxx“I don’t believe I was roused at any point in the night, beyond just taking a while to sleep. A few others looked a bit more tired than usual – all of you included-“ Droseratail’s eyes pointed at Bugleclaw, Clarystorm, and then Troutstripe in turn, lastly turning to Pearstone, although his gaze averted almost instantaneously, and he skipped Zinniapelt entirely. That had become a relatively easy task recently, with how quiet she was becoming. “But, beyond that, I didn’t notice anything.”
xxxx“And did any of the rest of you?”
xxxx“THERE WAS A MOVEMENT. Something was MOVING IN OUR DEN.”
xxxx“It was probably a moth. There’s a hole now in the big soft thing by where I sleep upon it. It would make sense if there was a moth eating that thing and fluttering around at night time, wouldn’t it?”
xxxx“Just because it could be something harmless doesn’t mean it was! I’m not trusting my life on you invigilant buffoons not spotting obvious danger.”
xxxxTroutstripe rolled her eyes.
xxxx“Lobsterclaw took a while to sleep.” Bugleclaw shot her a look. “AAH NO, I mean, I mean… Several warriors took a while to sleep.” She gave a single burst of awkward laughter. “There’s no reason I’d be giving him any extra attention over anyone else. Obviously.”
xxxx“Obviously.” Pearstone said, seeming to have taken that statement as fact rather than an obvious lie. Probably because he had. “Nothing else to add?”
xxxxThe patrol looked between themselves, though Troutstripe was avoiding the toms’ gazes, and Bugleclaw’s incredulous looks at her.
xxxx“I can’t think of anything.”
xxxx“Troutstripe was clearly showing proper vigilance. It’s certainly unusual for you lot, but I hardly call showing the proper respect for danger to maybe deserve to live to see the next day suspicious.”
xxxx“I didn’t see anything else unexpected, either.” Said Zinniapelt, her voice quiet, and from a few steps behind everyone else. “A good number of cats looked more tired in the morning, but that was about it.”

xxxxNarwhal wrapped around her kits, snuggling into them. They were still warm - well, all kits were warm, but warm enough to show how recently they’d been born. There were four of them. None of them had got the full white markings from Knotfish, but she could still see the resemblance.
xxxxThey were all beautiful. She could lie like this for hours.
xxxxThere were fewer queens in the nursery now, and fewer very small kits, and so each queen was rather less worried about seeing a small tom in the nursery now, knowing that their tom-ish-ness was far less likely to lead to anything. But even so, they kept a weary eye on Knotfish as he entered to look at his kits. Knotfish had been a clan cat for generations. There was no need for weariness around him. The aggression of a rogue tom had long since been bred out of his family, with those who acted upon it being killed by protective queens as every generation passed, until only the gentlest survived.
xxxxIt wouldn’t be unreasonable to suggest that the queens might well take their vengeance on whomever had attacked little Goch.
xxxxAnd it wasn’t unreasonable that they were all a little more on edge than reason called for.
xxxxKnotfish cautiously walked into the nursery, making himself look smaller, his tail high for friendliness, his head bowed to look less intimidating, not that he was intimidating at all, anyway.
xxxxAnd, despite this, Osierfang still hissed when he strayed from the path that kept him as far away as possible from the other kits.
xxxxKnotfish crouched down behind Narwhal’s side, using her to block himself off from the queen’s gaze. He didn’t mind attention at all, but there were certainly different types of it, and he wasn’t so fond of the sort that suggested his throat could be torn out at a slight transgression.
xxxxAnd there were his four beautiful kits, even more of a temptation to crouch down behind his mate to see.
xxxxTwo mostly white kits, and two calicos, like their mother. He purred, seeing them, and Narwhal gave him an amused look. There was nothing wrong with purring of course, and he was a proud father, it was well within his rights to purr! But he was purring at just seeing them for the first time, before he even knew them or knew how healthy they were. It had been a few days, as per Harrierpelt’s suggestion of not naming every kitten immediately, but only a few. Narwhal hadn’t wanted to keep Knotfish waiting to see his children any longer than she could manage to avoid being judged for.
xxxxAnd here he was, purring already at these tiny lumps of fluff.
xxxxNarwhal jumped a little as he suddenly gasped, too, pointing at one of the calicoes and one of the mostly white kits with his left paw, one after the other.
xxxx“They have your tiny tail.”
xxxx“My tail’s perfectly normal where a-“ Narwhal paused, actually looking at her kits. “They have normal tails where am from.”
xxxx“They’re adorable.”
xxxxNarwhal had known he liked kits, but the enthusiasm was certainly beyond what she’d initially predicted. It was… probably a good thing though, right? To have an enthusiastic mate about your kits?
xxxx“Three mollies and tom.” Narwhal said. “Was wanting for you to name two and me to name others.”
xxxx“Radishkit.” Knotfish said with no hesitation, looking straight up at her. “For the white bobtail.”
xxxx“Why Radishkit?” Narwhal asked, amused again.
xxxx“Because it’s a common plant and I never see it being used.”
xxxx“And does it fit how clans like it to fit?”
xxxx“The flowers are white, and the insides are white in the roots.”
xxxxNarwhal tilted her head in a cat-shrug.
xxxx“It is cute.” She tilted her head at the calicoes. “And good you chose her. Already got names in mind for calicoes. Dragonet is fish, small, fluttery, dappled. Fits this one.” Narwhal pointed at the bobtailed calico. "And octopus - big, eight legs without bones, very strong, also fish – for this one. Japatella.” The other calico was indeed larger than the bobtail, so that seemed to fit with the contrast between their names. “Japatella is type of octopus, with orange patches, and rest looks black in water. And it is cute, too.”
xxxxKnotfish made a gentle cooing sound at both the names as they were suggested.
xxxx“And a narwhal’s a fish too?”
xxxx“Yes, big fish, no scales, floppy fins, very long ‘nose’.” Her tone made it sound there like she knew there was a better word for it, but didn’t know what that word would be. Which was hardly a surprise, from what Knotfish had gathered, cats in her homeland had spoken something entirely different.
xxxx“So they match their mother in also being named for fish?” Narwhal nodded. “Then the tom should also be named after a flower, to match me. Two fish, two flowers.” Narwhal nodded again. Knotfish hesitated for a long time, clearly thinking over, and mumbling things to himself, with lots of “n” and “m” in, until, finally, he spoke.
xxxx“Anemonekit?”
xxxx“Ah! Do you mean white land flower or orange sea flower?”
xxxx“There are different types of anemone? I thought it was just the white ones.”
xxxxNarwhal did the cat-shrug gesture again. “Well, cats here will not be confused if they not know.”

xxxxLlosgi Llyn trotted up and down the nursery again. He’d done this this morning too, and then seemingly vanished, and had only just returned now that the sun was beginning to lower. Quite where he’d been, none of the queens were entirely sure, but how he spoke after pacing up and down the whole length three times (walking straight into Cinquefoilkit, Rivuletkit, and Cairngormkit, who were playing together - quite literally – twice and barely seeming to notice the confused protestations from the others. Walking into them was even quite an achievement itself, with how most of the kits were, by now, old enough to play elsewhere in camp through most of the day) made it quite clear.
xxxx“Lobeliafur, can you tell me again everything that you know happened during the night of Goch’s demise?”
xxxxLobeliafur groaned loudly.
xxxx“Llosgi Llyn, we already discussed this with you, I told you everything I remembered, that I was sure that my kits and Cinquefoilkit at least weren’t disturbed as when I went to the dirt place, I had to push them off me, and that I hadn’t witnessed anything else. None of us said anything much different at all, and we all went at different times – of those of us that went – and so our accounts can’t even be linked together to explain where everyone was at any point, even just among us queens. I am completely sure that none of the queens would have done that, even if we could have brought ourselves to. There’s no point questioning anybody in the nursery, so can you please find someone more productive to bug?”
xxxxLlosgi Llyn stood still for just a moment.
xxxx“No. I can’t.”
xxxxLobeliafur groaned again, frustration at Llosgi Llyn’s questioning evident in not just her tone, but every part of her body language. Her tail waved around wildly, and although Llosgi Llyn’s mis-matched eyes clearly looked in that direction, saw, and understood, he made no indication of caring. “Why ever not?”
xxxx“The only one I ever wanted to bug is dead.”

xxxxThe patrol met the elder at the Western edge of the lake, where tall peaks rose up seemingly miles above, and dropped down precariously to the waters, with scree plummeting down to the water in such large numbers that it almost looked like water. She was a ginger mackerel tabby, and quite obviously frail looking. How she’d managed to get past the scree was anyone’s guess.
xxxxOspreystorm reacted first to her presence, and darted straight out of cover. She leaped at the elder, and pinned her flat down to the ground, trapping her limbs under her own weight – and being so much younger, the difference in mass really was quite noticeable. The elder barely even struggled to push her off, only moving so far as to be sure that Ospreystorm wasn’t going to cut off her airways or injure her otherwise, and to lean her head backwards to keep her neck out of reach for a little longer should Ospreystorm decide to injure her. The ginger molly seemed resigned to her fate.
xxxx“Stop it, Ospreystorm!” Martinwhisker cried out. Ospreystorm’s tail lashed wildly.
xxxx“She’s a trespasser, and that’s against the code.” Ospreystorm spat. “And far worse than that, if we allow trespassers into our borders, they might start to think that we don’t mind them doing it, and if they all start crossing our borders and coming near our camp, we’ll be in a lot of danger. She needs to be driven off or we’ll be putting all our lives in danger.”
xxxx“She’s an elder, Ospreystorm, she’s not a danger at all.” Ploverstripe said.
xxxx“He’s right. You can’t honestly think an elder’s a threat, can you?”
xxxxOspreystorm’s eyes narrowed. She moved the paw that had been on the ginger molly’s chest back just a whisker’s length and then pressed down as hard again.
xxxxKnotfish sighed, but he knew he wasn’t going to get Ospreystorm to stop until the elder had convinced her she really was safe.
xxxxThe three toms stepped closer, although all of them had already broken cover after Ospreystorm, aiming to stop her. Reluctantly, Ospreystorm backed off from the elder, releasing her weight, eyes not moving at all from the trespasser’s face.
xxxxThe elder stumbled back a short way from Ospreystorm, although not very far at all really, and she winced slightly at each step. Clearly, each movement backwards was painful.
xxxx“I’m going to make sure that Ospreystorm apologises for that properly later.” Said Knotfish, giving her a pointed look, which her focused vision didn’t let her see at all. “At least some of us are of the opinion that elders need to be respected and deserve a safe place to live.”
xxxxThe elder’s ears perked a little.
xxxx“You’re clan cats then?” The elder’s voice was quite like Heronstar’s in a way; they both had a very similar way of speaking, in terms of the vowels and stresses they used. If anything, the effect was even more exaggerated by this newcomer.
xxxx“Judging by anyone but her, we are.” Martinwhisker replied.
xxxx“And from a proper clan, not one that revels in flagrantly ignoring the will of Starclan and only claiming the name so as to drag more cats into the Dark Forest with them?”
xxxx“Uh…” Ploverstripe cowered a little at what she said. “There are cats who do that?”
xxxx“We’re not like that.” Knotfish answered. “And why do you think we go to gatherings so rarely?” He added as an aside to Ploverstripe. It was true. Gustclan didn’t need any cats being drawn into the cult-like-state some “clans” existed in. There were too many clans now that really did only claim the name so as to trick innocents, and there was a far lower chance of their youth being corrupted if they went infrequently. And the proof that that was worth worrying about was easily supplied in how Troutstripe and Lionfish had been when they had first arrived, or in how Firepath spoke of his siblings. The code only said that four clans were needed at a gathering anyway, and with so many now (though no one now knew which four clans had been so important to warrant the rule then), no one was going to notice one clan missing.
xxxxThe elder considered them all in turn carefully, and then nodded.
xxxx“I’m Yew-whisker. I’m willing to join your clan on one condition.” She paused for dramatic emphasis, and slowly turned her head towards Ospreystorm as if she hadn’t just been assaulted by her. “That you at least try to teach her some respect.”

xxxxParakeetkit giggled loudly, rolling over and over and over in the flower patch, rubbing her head against the long stalks of flowers. Her giggles were only punctuated by her purring.
xxxxVendacethroat had peeked over the wall between the two enclosed areas of camp to work out what she’d been doing, worked out it was something mischievous, and had nodded in approval, returning to his lazing.
xxxxWhen Parakeetkit was entirely sure she was done, she giggled louder, and then charged back through the fin that connected to the nursery, and trotted over to her mother’s nest, where her brothers were playing together, head held high in the air.
xxxxShe rubbed her side against Chyak-kit first, totally ignoring the game they were playing or the interruption she was causing, (he made an odd happy sighing noise), and then she moved over to Kachook-
xxxx“KA---CHOO!”
xxxxParakeetkit broke into a fit of laughter.
xxxx“Hey!” Kachookit protested, before sneezing again. “Not fair! You barely even smell like cat anymore!”
xxxxParakeetkit giggled more.
xxxx“Mm yeah, she smells way too girly.” Chyak-kit puffed his chest for just a moment, and then seemed to deflate just a tad. “Way too girly, ew.” His tone seemed a little insincere, but neither of his siblings picked it up.
xxxx“Who gave you such a mean idea?”
xxxxParakeetkit flicked her tail happily, bouncing around between her brothers, barely pausing even with the sneezes punctuating her movements.
xxxx“Well, first, mummy, she said that dea… d-something-ing op.. op… oppo-something-ings without having to fight was good, and learning to do it now when I’m a big kit is best!” Parakeetkit’s voice was high and bird-like, in the sense that it was squeaky and probably quite annoying for anyone on the receiving end of her actions. Her name really did suit her in terms of the enthusiasm she put into anything vocal. “I saw Gannetpaw in the flowers yesterday, and he snuck right up to Gullpaw like he couldn’t smell him, so I thought maybe the flower-ness sticks. And it did, it did!” Parakeetkit’s laughter broke out again with enthusiasm. “It worked. Mummy’s knows I’m a big girl.”
xxxxChyak-kit opened his mouth, about to point out that their mum didn’t yet know at all, given she didn’t see it, and so the case was wrong, but then realised the much bigger issue.
xxxx“So mummy wants us to get crafty?”
xxxxParakeetkit looked confused at the last word, but nodded vigorously anyway.

xxxxThe patrol tentatively lead the elder into camp. New arrivals were hardly a surprise at all, but they still garnered attention, and several eyes were directed at the five cats entering camp.
xxxxMore and more cats seemed to be showing an interest in the barn, from which Mosquitowhisker emerged as they entered camp.
xxxxAs they entered the main section of camp, Martinwhisker gestured to the square rocks meaningfully.
xxxx“The leader’s den is up there.”
xxxxYew-whisker’s whiskers twitched with her nose.
xxxx“I don’t think I’d be able to climb up those. Stiff joints. Is there somewhere else where I can wait for the leader to come to see me?”
xxxxKnotfish nodded.
xxxx“The elders’ den is just through here.” He said, doubling back on his path, and slipping into the gap. It had been a much narrower gap when Gustclan was founded, with the wooden thing half-blocking it, but over the moons, it had been pushed out of the way, and the gap had widened further and further. Really, this was much to the elders’ chagrin – they had liked their previously very private space.
xxxxYew-whisker followed tentatively after him, and poked her head around the door ahead of her body, checking for any dangers that Knotfish hadn’t informed her of. Inside, there were several soft platforms. As a younger cat she’d never have dreamed of using them, but kittypets over her years had informed her of how soft those were, and she had imagined for moons how lovely they must be for an elder like herself.
xxxxOn one, there were two elders curled up, a mass of brown and ginger and white, with only the ears to inform of how many cats there were – or at least, until they heard her and their faces poked up. On another, a little way away, was a rather dignified and familiar looking tortoiseshell, with a short nose, who was now also looking at her directly. Yew-whisker felt her eyes drawn to her and not really wanting to turn away.
xxxx“Okay, Yew-whisker, this is the elders’ den. There’s Barnfish and Aspenfoot.” The little white tom gestured at the pair. “And there’s Wigeonc-“
xxxx“Wigeon?” Yew-whisker asked.
xxxxThe tortoiseshell’s eyes were slightly widened in recognition, much like Yew-whisker’s were.
xxxx“Wigeon? Wigeonpa-… well, you wouldn’t be a -paw anymore.”
xxxxThe tortoiseshell molly jumped down from her perch, coming closer.
xxxx“Yewkit?” She seemed to huff at herself. “Knotfish just said that.” Yew-whisker smiled. “I haven’t seen you in years! Where did you go?”
xxxx“I found another clan. For a while at least. You?”
xxxx“I was a loner again.”
xxxx“All that time?” Yew-whisker’s voice fell.
xxxxWigeonclaw hummed a moment, and then stepped forward and pressed her head into Yew-whisker’s side.
xxxx“It’s been so long. It’s so good to see you.”
xxxxYew-whisker couldn’t help smiling like an idiot.

xxxxThere were a lot of warriors who seemed to have an almost compulsive need to go in the nursery – or wherever the majority of kits were at the given moment – now. And each of those warriors seemed to have their own particular favourites who they seemed to melt into butter before the sight of.
xxxxTabitha was unimpressed.
xxxxPheasantcloud and Garganeywhisker were sitting in a corner of camp – while they were supposed to be on guard duty – cooing over Cicelynose’s kits. Admittedly, they were still watching the entrance, but their attention was definitely more directed at the three kittens.
xxxxWhich was ridiculous.
xxxxSure, she loved her children now, but as kits, they’d all just been useless lumps. She wouldn’t have changed having them now, that they were actually productive individuals, and, obviously, she’d done her best, with her highly limited knowledge, to be a decent parent, but that young kit stage was just exhausting to deal with. For her, her kittens had at least had the function of keeping her warm during a harsh leaf-bare. For these mothers, they didn’t even have that selling point. They were just useless lumps you had to wait most of a year to get a decent conversation out of.
xxxxWhy were they all cooing over them?
xxxxIf she could have skipped right past the kit stage, she definitely would have. Straight from newborn for a few days, through rapid growth, and, voila, adult cats.
xxxxTabitha really wasn’t sure what the deal with cute for the sake of cute was with so many mollies. She certainly hadn’t meant to have kittens herself, even if she wouldn’t change it now. They were just so much work, and it wasn’t worth it for cuteness that only lasted a few moons, anyway.

xxxxMinnowpaw and Poppypaw returned to camp around the same time from their training. It was both a warm enough day and a long enough walk that Poppypaw only had dampness remaining on her whiskers and the very tips of her fur.
xxxxYew-whisker laughed seeing as she saw them enter camp, from where she was in the middle of the courtyard.
xxxxPoppypaw looked at Minnowpaw, confused, but Minnowpaw was just looking at the ground, and hadn’t spotted it either. Their mentors – Adoniscloud and Garganeywhisker - were following along after, having met before they reached camp, and wanting to discuss something, which both apprentices were sure was to do with them becoming warriors and when Heronstar would start overseeing their training in order to assess them.
xxxx“You’ve got lake weed all draped over your back.” Yew-whisker said, nodding towards Poppypaw.
xxxxHastily, Poppypaw scrabbled to drag it off.
xxxx“No I don’t.” Her paws rested on the edge of it, in a bundle on the ground.
xxxx“You’re just like how Wigeonpaw w- Wigeonclaw was. She was always getting stuff stuck in her fur, and she used to have to spend whole afternoons cleaning all the little plant bits out.” Poppypaw glanced over to Minnowpaw, only to see that he’d already wandered off, not interested in whatever story this elder was about to tell. But there were a few other eyes looking over now. “And she wasn’t very good at it, she always used to just get more stuff stuck in there! It was hilarious.
xxxx“And she’d just keep trying to get it out anyway, and she’d spend whole days with her fur puffed out every which way because of all the detritus.” Poppypaw glanced nervously around the clearing, wondering when she was allowed to just leave. She wasn’t particularly interested in some random stories about grooming between the elders.
xxxxLuckily, Camberfoot sprang to her aid, having been among the cats who was watching. He walked up along Yew-whisker, such that the elder’s attention was snapped away, and Poppypaw mouthed a “thank you” at him as she crept away. He didn’t even seem to notice that.
xxxx“Yew-whisker, how come you’ve remembered that so well?”
xxxxYew-whisker hesitated just a moment.
xxxx“It was funny.”
xxxx“You made it sound like it was a little more than that to you, you know?”
xxxx“No, of course not…”
xxxxCamberfoot snorted. Poppypaw had managed to get well across the clearing by now (and had double checked her back for any other lingering strands of pond weed), so, even if this had been a distraction like Poppypaw thought, rather than a genuine commentary as he’d meant, he’d still have been successful.
xxxx“You know Peonykit and Carnationkit? Peonykit is raised by two fathers, and Carnationkit by two mothers. And that’s completely okay. If you liked Wigeonclaw, that’s your own heart, and no one can stop that. If you still like her – and it sounds an awful lot like you do – then you shouldn’t feel ashamed of that.”

xxxxIt was a lazy, hot summer afternoon, and such was always the best time for thinking. It might have been that Heronstar frequently fretted about her age, worried about the future of her clan, but she wasn’t alone in awareness of her age.
xxxxArgusheart, Bugleclaw, and Boulderdash were all within the range of thinking of retiring by now, and their frequent forays into the elders’ den hadn’t gone unnoticed by the clan.
xxxxThey were only a few moons apart between them.
xxxxBugleclaw had said a few days ago that Lobsterclaw might potentially be a father too before very long, and he seemed to be wanting to wait until he and his mate’s numbers in the warriors’ den were clearly going to be shortly replaced in order to retire.
xxxxAnd they were all three so close in age…
xxxxBoulderdash had been the one to suggest a semi-retirement first. That they retire – of course – but not entirely give up their duties just yet. There were still small jobs that each of them would be willing to do after retiring. She wanted to hunt near camp. Argusheart wanted to give tips to the apprentices. And Bugleclaw wanted to help guard camp. They could just do that duty and not worry about the rest, being retired and all.
xxxxAnd it was a waste to have the ceremonies one after the other…
xxxxArgusheart, the middle in age of the three, had been the one to suggest them all retiring together. It would be better for all three of them to do it together, anyway, but probably easier for the clan to have to adjust once to them all being retired, rather than having to adjust three times.
xxxxOnce this murderer was caught and exiled, they’d talk to Heronstar about it. But Boulderdash couldn’t help the feeling that it might not be all of them talking to Heronstar once a murderer was exiled.

xxxxTeaselpaw’s feet ached, alongside his knees, his hips, his very bones. His stomach rumbled loudly, the herbs the day before simply not enough. But Medicine Cats weren’t allowed to eat while travelling to the moon pool, and today he would be.
xxxxPerhaps this was why Harrierpelt travelled to the moonpool so rarely. It was a full two days’ walk. They weren’t even using a moonpool for their own clan.
xxxxGetting here required trespassing on another clan’s territory and sneaking into their moonpool. Despite Gustclan being around for moons and moons by now – all of Teaselpaw’s life – they had yet to find their own. They hadn’t been able to find a Moonpool anywhere within their main section of territory, and neither Harrierpelt or Heronstar were so keen on swimming as to want to go to the island just to check there, and to have to swim back again regardless of their success. Perhaps, in a few moons, he’d go himself to check.
xxxxBut for now, before he did that, it was a two day walk. They’d eat after he woke from visiting the Moonpool, and then they’d start back.
xxxxMedicine Cats were neutral parties in battles; they weren’t meant to be attacked, in exchange for not knowing how to attack others either. They weren’t going to be hurt by any of the clans they had decided to pass through the territory of. But they weren’t allowed to hunt on other clans’ territories, either, meaning that they would still need to travel for much of the time that the sun ascended before they could eat.
xxxxIt was all the more incentive to get his nerves dealt with quickly.
xxxxBut Teaselpaw really was nervous.
xxxxHe’d not spoken – two way and alone – to Starclan before (it needed to be done at some point, and for them it by far made the most sense to do it now, when to do it later would only mean an additional long and arduous trip). But even then, he was more nervous of what came first. This was the moment he’d been looking forward to his whole life.
xxxxThere were no other clans here. That was disappointing in a sense, that he wasn’t being recognised in front of others like he should have been by all rights, but it did rather help with his level of nerves.
xxxxHe and Harrierpelt stood on a slight tuft only a few foxlengths from the entrance to the cave, Harrierpelt slightly raised up, although Teaselpaw’s natural bulk meant that his eye level wasn’t much lower anyway.
xxxxHarrierpelt nodded at Teaselpaw, looking at him intently. He clearly really was proud of his apprentice’s progress, but it looked for a moment like he was checking for something else. Yet only for a moment. The medicine cat took a deep breath in, straightening his posture for the occasion. Teaselpaw was only slightly slouched.
xxxx“I, Harrierpelt, medicine cat of Gustclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of a medicine cat, and, with your help, he will serve his clan for many moons.
xxxx“Teaselpaw, do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry between clan and clan and to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your own life?”
xxxxTeaselpaw swallowed, but he wasn’t hesitating at all. He was smiling, widely, at his mentor.
xxxx“I do.” He said that in such a matter of fact tone that no one could have argued with it.
xxxx“Then, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your true name as a medicine cat. Teaselpaw, from this moment, you will be known as Teasel-leaf. Starclan honours your enthusiasm and your skills in our art beyond your year…s, and we welcome you as a full medicine cat of Gustclan.” It shouldn’t have had to have been such an exclusive ‘we’.
xxxxHarrierpelt lifted his head high to rest on his apprentice’s, and that was even after Teaselp- Teasel-leaf had lowered his own. The thick grey fluff got stuck on Teasel-leaf’s tongue, having had to groom it the wrong way because of his angle.
xxxxAnd then there was an awkward silence.
xxxxThere really were meant to be more medicine cats here.
xxxxA bird screeched above them;
xxxx“Kyekekekekeke.”
xxxxThat would have to do by means of encouragement.
xxxxHe stepped off the tussock, and up to the mouth of the cave, and shot a cheeky look at his mentor.
xxxx“Bet you I’m their favourite.”
xxxxHe wasn’t quite so fast whipping into the cave so as to avoid Harrierpelt’s sigh.
xxxxInside was a dark and quiet space. It wasn’t a long walk into the cave, and it only sloped gently downwards, on a slightly curved path. The light quickly died away behind him, and he physically felt his eyes starting to shift for night vision.
xxxxHe could make out the rounded edges of the tunnel initially, and the wooden struts that held it up, but even cat vision has limits, and as he rounded the corner that died away, and he was left without sight. But that was no matter. There was a shute leading from the moonpool, through foxlength after foxlength of soil and rock, and up to the open grasses above. Occasionally, Harrierpelt had mentioned finding a dead mouse or shrew at the bottom of the shute upon rousing, body broken from the fall, and had taken it as a gift from Starclan.
xxxxThe pool was just around the second corner. Beyond the shallow depths, lined with rocks, was a collapsed area of rocks, and three long sections of collapsed wood, half-rotted and disgusting, their ends poking out of the rockfall. Similar struts – those standing – lined the tunnel, looking back, but they seemed to be in a better state.
xxxxTeasel-leaf bent his head down to the water surface and closed his eyes.
xxxxThey opened again – as far as he was aware, with no pause needed – to look out at a grassy clearing, somewhere where the sky was dark, and tiny stars poked their light in between leafy green branches. Starclan.
xxxxTeasel-leaf turned his head to look at the assembled cats. There wasn’t a huge party, but there were enough of them.
xxxxAnd his eyes grew wide, and he didn’t even have a mind for anything else.
xxxxTeasel-leaf ran straight to his father, practically jumping on him, and pushing his head against his father’s side. It had been too long since he’d since Myrtleclaw.
xxxxHe didn’t want to leave his father’s side, and stayed pressed up close, a lump in his throat. He didn’t need to say much. All the emotion he had could be summed up in a single word. “Dad.”
xxxxMyrtleclaw just nodded.
xxxx“And your sisters.” Myrtleclaw raised one paw, to point at two far younger cats. One was clearly a kit, the other a younger apprentice. It took him a second, but the he recognised her, and Teasel-leaf bounded over to his older sister (and her similarly rejuvenated mate), pressing up against them and purring.
xxxxIt felt odd to be larger than Nettleflower or Shellcloud, but he could hardly protest to see them again.
xxxxAnd the kit! The kit was calmer and more composed than any of the adults, and she didn’t look much like Myrtleclaw, really. But he supposed..? Oh, Elmfang! Elmfang.
xxxxOh, she was even smaller than Nettleflower was. This was truly bizarre.
xxxxBut it was good to see her!
xxxxEven if he hadn’t known her in life, she was still his sister. Teasel-leaf rubbed his cheek against hers in greeting.
xxxxHe glanced around at the assembled cats again. A few of their kits weren’t here now (though Sootkit was), but, he supposed, it was more than possible they had decided to reincarnate already. After all, they hadn’t really had a chance to live a full life now. Harrierpelt had said some cats got to reincarnate sometimes, and he hadn’t really said anything else on the subject, but Teasel-leaf doubted it would just be a baseless claim.
xxxxIt was a while before he was entirely done meeting all his old clan mates. When he finally was, Teasel-leaf sat down within the middle of the ring of old Gustclan cats, and listened enraptured to hear each of them talk in turn.
xxxxThere had been a few cats he’d wanted to talk to – not that he’d not wanted to talk to any of them, of course – and the absence of Sealfur really was conspicuous. He’d not seen his littermate in almost a year now, snatched so long before his time. It had been a year, though. If there really was a means to reincarnate, certainly a year would have been plenty of time to find it.
xxxxAnd when each of them was done in turn, and before Teasel-leaf realised what was about to happen, he blinked, and in the time in which his eyes were shut, he found himself back in the cave already.

[ Yew-whisker joins Gustclan! ]
[ Japatellakit, Dragonetkit, Anemonekit, and Radishkit are born! ]

[ Wigeonclaw and Yew-whisker become mates]
(Never kits)
[ Droseratail becomes foster father of Witpaw ]

[ Harrierpelt brings Teaselpaw to the moonpool to be greeted by Starclan. Should they accept him as a medicine cat, he will earn the name Teasel-leaf for his exceptional ability in healing ]

[ Minnowpaw and Umbrapaw train with their respective mentors; Adoniscloud and Tabitha ]
[ Xanthe, Xerxes, Xiomara, Dulsepaw, and Zirconpaw train Tracking with their respective mentors; Camberfoot, Pheasantcloud, Ulyssa, Lionfish, and Sparrowfoot ]
[ Gullpaw, Gannetpaw, Poppypaw and Witpaw train Fishing with their respective mentors; Lobsterclaw, Noctulepath, Garganeywhisker and Saffronstream ]

[ Chubtail, Boulderdash, Argusheart, Pearstone, Ploverstripe, and Knotfish go on patrol ]
[ Heronstar, Droseratail, Martinwhisker, Mosquitowhisker, and Ringflower go hunting ]
[ Bugleclaw, Vendacethroat, Clarystorm, Dipperfish, and Troutstripe go hunting ]

[ Osierfang, Lobeliafur, and Moraine stay in camp to mind their kits – Cinquefoilkit, Rivuletkit and Cairngormkit, Fioled, Llosgi Llyn, Môr, Tymestl, and Eryr ]
[ Langoustinefang stays in camp to mind her kit – Carnationkit ]
[ Firepath and Merlindash stay in camp to mind their kit – Peonykit
[ Cicelynose stays in camp to mind her kits – Chyak-kit, Kachookit, and Parakeetkit ]
[ Narwhal stays in camp to mind her kits – Japatellakit, Dragonetkit, Anemonekit, and Radishkit ]
[ Barnfish, Ospreystorm, Zinniapelt, Aspenfoot, Squirrelclaw, Wigeonclaw, Dashkit, and Yew-whisker stay in camp ]

[ Gustclan consumes 1 frog, 1 mouse, 1 squirrel, 1 rabbit, 1 big fish, and 1 hare – 12 portions ]

To Be Found On Patrol At Some Point:
Swayingtrees of Seaclan (proof), Amo, Elsker, and Amuri

Clan Description ★ Clan Archive
Allegiances and Borders ★ Training ★Genealogy ★ Item Storage
Starclan ★ Dark Forest ★ Miscellaneous Dead

Leader:
Heronstar | 91 | Female
Lives: ★★★★☆☆☆☆☆

Deputy:
★ Chubtail | 87 | Male

Medicine Cat: (1)
★ Harrierpelt | 66 | Male
MCA: (1)
★ Teasel-leaf | 18 | Male

Apprentices: (11)
★ Poppypaw | 16 | Female
★ Minnowpaw | 15 | Male
★ Umbrapaw | 14 | Genderfluid (Molly)
★ Gullpaw | 11 | Male
★ Gannetpaw | 11 | Male
★ Witpaw | 9 | Demi-girl (Molly)
★ Dulsepaw | 8 | Female
★ Xanthe | 8 | Female
★ Xerxes | 8 | Male
★ Xiomara | 8 | Female
★ Zirconpaw | 8.-75 | Male

Queens: (6)
★ Osierfang | 53 | Female | •••
★ Lobeliafur | 49 | Female | •••
★ Moraine on Steep Slope | 60 | Female | ••••
★ Langoustinefang | 34 | Female | •••
★ Cicelynose | 32 | Female | •••
★ Narwhal | 47 | Female | ••

Kits: (18)
★ Cairngormkit | 6 | Male
★ Rivuletkit | 6 | Female
★ Cinquefoilkit | 6 | Male
★ Gors Lle Fioled Yn Tyfu | 6 | Male
★ Hwyr Yr Haul Yn Llosgi Llyn | 6 | Male
★ Sgiwen Llywio Môr Eang | 6 | Male
★ Tymestl Yn Teithio I’r Dwyrain | 6 | Female
★ Eryr Yn Hedfan Heddychlon | 6 | Female
★ Dashkit | 5 | Male
★ Peonykit | 3 | Male
★ Carnationkit | 3 | Female
★ Chyak-kit | 2 | Male
★ Kacchookit | 2 | Male
★ Parakeetkit | 2 | Female
★ Japatellakit | 0 | Female
★ Dragonetkit | 0 | Female
★ Anemonekit | 0 | Male
★ Radishkit | 0 | Female

Elders: (4)
★ Barnfish “Barn-owl” | 115 | Male
★ Aspenfoot tail | 105 | Female
★ Wigeonclaw | 96 | Female
★ Yew-whisker | 93 | Female

Warriors: (29 [+6])
★ Bugleclaw | 84 | Male
★ Argusheart | 83 | Female
★ Boulderdash | 82 | Female
★ Clarystorm | 76 | Male
★ Pearstone “Poirroche” | 65 | Male
★ Martinwhisker | 61 | Male
★ Moraine on Steep Slope | 60 | Female | Queen
★ Osierfang | 53 | Female | Queen
★ Lobeliafur | 49 | Female | Queen
★ Narwhal | 47 | Female | Queen
★ Droseratail | 45 | Male
★ Firepath | 43 | Male
★ Ulyssa | 42 | Female
★ Knotfish | 41 | Male
★ Tabitha “Tabbyfur” | 40 | Female
★ Sparrowfoot | 39 | Female
★ Adoniscloud | 38 | Male
★ Merlindash | 36 | Male
★ Langoustinefang | 34 | Female | Queen
★ Vendacethroat | 34 | Male
★ Garganeywhisker -mouse | 34 | Female
★ Ploverstripe | 32 | Male
★ Cicelynose | 32 | Female | Queen
★ Troutstripe | 24 | Female
★ Pheasantcloud | 23 | Female
★ Mosquitowhisker | 23 | Female
★ Lobsterclaw | 23 | Male
★ Camberfoot | 23 | Male
★ Lionfish | 22 | Male
★ Ospreystorm | 22 | Female
★ Noctulepath | 22 | Female
★ Saffronstream | 22 | Male
★ Ringflower | 18 | Male
★ Dipperfish | 18 | Female
★ Squirrelclaw | 18 | Female
★ Zinniapelt | 18 | Female

My gallery · by **legolas the elf** » Thu Jul 12, 2018 7:49 am

StemClan
Number of Cats: 12
Toms - 6 || She-cats - 6
Mod: Ashton
Current # of servings: 22
Current Performance: 2 more moons until Pebbles
Next Birth: Whitepelt in 1 posts

WRITERS BLOCK I'M SORRY!!

[POST LOG]
[Icenose is welcomed into the Clan]
[Ashfall rests]
[Snowstar rests]
[Branchfur patrols]
[Icenose patrols]
[Flarekit waits a moon to become a trainee because Nettlekit and Skykit need to wait a moon]
[Stormheart looks for herbs]
[Nettlekit spends a lot of time in the med den]
[No cat hunts]
[Rogerfang looks out a lookout hill]
[Whitepelt teaches Drizzlepath Hunting]
[The Clan consumes a hare]

My gallery · by **inky.** » Thu Jul 12, 2018 3:36 pm

B E A R C L A N
Number of Cats: 22 (4 kits)
Number of Servings: 5
Next Ruins Visit: Now!
Next Birth: N/A
Mod Notes: N/A

Archive

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GORE WARNING AHEAD!
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1 moon ago

Dunewing's brain clouded over. Him? Why him of all cats? His eyes were glued to his paws but he could feel the gazes of his Clanmates burning into his pelt. His paws swayed beneath him and the next thing he knew, Sandstep and Cedarsplash were huddled around him. Sandstep had her head on his shoulder and was whispering encouraging words that Dunewing was too shocked to hear. Cedarsplash's tail was wrapped around his and was licking his fur to calm him down. But the tom was too numb to feel anything. Not even anger at Slatestar. In fact, the leader looked extremely puzzled and horrified, a silent plead of sorrow piercing his gaze. He licked his lips and started to approach Dunewing, but decided not to and instead retreated to his den. Dunewing was sitting with his shoulders hunched now, and his eyes were wide. His lungs felt empty even though he was breathing heavily. I'm going to die...' he realized. His fluffy tail lashed slowly over the ground. He rose to his paws, pushing away the two she-cats. He was the first ever warrior of BearClan. He would be the first to fight the bear... and win. Determination and angst caused Dunewing to puff up. He was stopped by Vipersun. Dunewing shot a glance at him and shoved past. Pausing before he left, he turned around to face the worried and shocked look on his friends' faces. He dipped his head and smiled thankfully at them. He was thankful. For all of the kindness and sweet sweet memories. Blinking back the tears, he shook himself mentally. He would be back.

The climb up to the cave was shorter than he thought it would be. Maybe because he wasn't paying attention and just wanted to get this over with. The sun was going down now. It wasn't dark and the oranges and rosy colors of sunset hadn't painted the sky yet, but they would be by the time he had finished, no doubt. Licking his lips nervously, he walked until he stood in front of the eerie cave mouth. A small breeze that stank of bear glided past him, making him scrunch up his nose. Suddenly, he heard a small growl. "You the cat?" a deep voice echoed. Dunewing couldn't bring himself to speak, so he gave a quick, curt nod. A threatening laugh filled Dunewing's skull. He slowly placed his paws in the cave, unsheathing his claws. How was this fight supposed to start? His answer was answered very quickly.

A large bellow split the tense air. Dunewing's eyes widened as large, glittering teeth hurling at him. He threw himself out of the way just in time before the jaws snapped shut. Dunewing flattened his ears, hissed, and hurled himself at the bear's face. He latched on, digging his claws into soft flesh. He lifted a paw and swiped at the bear's muzzle, feeling blood droplets spraying onto his paws and drip onto the cavern floor. The bear roared in pain, rearing up onto his hind paws and rubbing his muzzle against the cave ceiling. Dunewing felt himself being pushed against a hanging rock. The cat lost his grip and slid down the bear's cheek, able to rake his claws down the side of its face. The warrior thudded on the ground, the wind knocked out of him from the long drop. Before he could get to his feet and launch his next attack, his opponent latched onto Dunewing's leg, his teeth sinking into his flesh. He yowled in a mixture of pain, fear, and rage. He scrabbled to his three remaining feet, kicking out wildly. He managed to twist around, scratching crazily at the bear's large black nose. The bear stumbled back in shock, letting go of Dunewing. The tom paused for a moment to assess the damage. He winced as he saw a white streak among his blood-stained fur. Well, that was no use. Three-legged it was. He spread his paws and fluffed up, his eyes narrowing to slits, and fur bushing out. He emitted a throaty growl and waited for the bear to come closer. Once it did, he bunched his muscles. It was just like pouncing on a hare. A hare a big as a tree, that was. He lowered his body and then launched himself at the bear. He landed square on its shoulders. Just like a hare. He Opened his jaws wide, gave a ear-piercing yowl and plunged his jaws into the bear's neck, shaking and jerking violently to try and rip through skin. The bear reared again, but this time Dunewing clamped down harder, feeling the metallic tang of blood surged into his mouth. It rushed down his throat, threatening to choke him, But Dunewing didn't dare let go. His broken leg lay limp and swung as the bear thrashed and bucked, trying to dislodge the small feline. Eventually, the amount of blood in Dunewing's mouth and throat became too much and he let go, spitting it onto the bear's head. The bear took this change and flung Dunewing off, sending the sandy tom flying. He hit the cold stone wall and slithered to the floor, His back had a sharp pain in it and he couldn't fell his good leg. Tingles shot up his spine, rendering his limbs useless. Dunewing squeezed his eyes and clenched his jaw, trying as hard as he could, and willing StarClan to allow his legs to work. But it was no use. The most he could do was prop himself up on his front paws. He didn't even feel the bear scoop him up in his jaws. He furrowed his brow as he saw the ground move further and further away. He felt the hot breath on his neck and he turned around to come face to face with the bear. Rage burned fervently in his eyes. A growl sounded in his throat. He felt the jaws slowly close, a numb pressure on his belly, and sudden pain. He wrinkled his nose as he scented his blood spilling in the bear's jaws. It flowed over the white teeth, staining them red. Dunewing used his last ounce of energy to slash the bear's lips. Another growl and more pressure. Dunewing kept swiping frantically, trying to make the bear drop him. Finally, the bear had enough. But it didn't drop him. Instead, he carried Dunewing over to the opening of the cave. Fear flooded every corner of Dunewing's body. He clawed even faster, hoping the bear wasn't going to do what Dunewing thought he was going to do. The bear paused and so did Dunewing's frantic attacks. Everything to move in slow motion. The bear gave a small smile and tilted his head. Dunewing's eyes grew as wide as they could go, tears starting to flow. The bear gave a final growl and flung his head back, releasing the cat. Dunewing soared through the air, eyes glued to the blood-spotted pelt of the bear. It's glowing yellow eyes burned into his brain. He slowly fell, the air carrying the blood spouting from his stomach. His body convulsed as it hit the mountainside. He tumbled down the side, hitting several rock spikes and thorn bushes. After what seemed like ages, he skidded to a halt, laying deadly still at the foot of the mountain. The last sound Dunewing heard was the sickening roar of the bear, he closed his eyes and embraced the darkness.

Now

Minkblossom scanned over her stores. Urgency and worry pricked at her heart. Dunewing had been gone for a few days now and she was starting to think he wouldn't be back at all. She shook her head. He was strong. He'd make it. She was sifting through shriveled dock leaves when she heard a cat calling her name. The mew was laced with fear and she rushed outside, the sun causing her to squint. What she saw both amazed and horrified her. The still-breathing body of Dunewing lay in a pool of blood before her. He had several holes in his stomach that were clogged with dirt, and his back stuck out at an odd angle. She could see the bone in his leg and his eyes were clouded over. "What happened?!" She cried, padded quickly over to her injured Clanmate. Slatestar stepped forward. Upon further inspection, his grey pelt was stained with dried blood, probably from carrying his friend. His eyes were distant and his face was constricted with worry and pleading. "W-we found him on our patrol. He was dragging himself through the forest. Oh, Minkblossom help him please!" He explained, eyes starting to water. Minkblossom swallowed. There was obviously no helping the poor tom; but she could try. She nodded curtly and motioned for Weaselfur to help Slatestar move Dunewing to the medicine den. The two large toms hoisted Dunewing to the shady den. "You're lucky I have enough marigold..." She muttered to the two. The toms gently placed Dunewing into the mossy nest. He gave a painful groan and tossed his head back in agony. Minkblossom dropped to his level. "Shhh." she whispered, soothing him by licking his cheek (it was covered in tangy blood) "It'll be alright." She looked back up. Weaselfur had left but Slatestar was still standing behind her. "You can leave..." She offered her leader. He gave a stubborn shake of his head, clearly signalling his duty and willingness to stay beside his friend. She shrugged and pushed past him, gathering a wad of cobwebs and a bundle of marigold. The medicine cat chewed up the marigold and rubbed it into Dunewing's wounds after she licked out all the dirt, earning a agony-filled yelp. Slatestar hurried over, Resting his chin on Dunewing's head and whispering words that were inaudible to Minkblossom. She covered his wounds with cobwebs, but the blood still seeped through. Minkblossom pressed her paw on the cobwebs, trying to stop the bloodflow, but it was no use. She turned to face Slatestar, giving him a sad look and shaking her head. She stepped back, sitting down and dipping her head. "What are you doing?" Slatestar cried, voice shrill "Save him!" Minkblossom's head jerked up, a pained look in her eyes and voice choked. "I can't!" She cried back "His wounds are too big I-I can't...save him..." She heaved an emotional sigh. "The most we can do is say goodbye, Slatestar...I'm sorry." She turned around, sniffing. After she had controlled herself, she walked back over to her patient. She pushed her muzzle into his fur, ignoring the stench of death that was starting to grip the tom. Dunewing looked up at Slatestar. The leader had tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry, Dunewing. This is all my fault." He whispered. Dunewing gave a weak smile and shook his head. "You were the best warrior I could ever ask for. You were the first...the first cat who ever wanted to join our ranks." Dunewing swallowed. "I-it was an honor serving you, Slatestar. I look forward to the day we meet again." He choked out, voice low. Slatestar choked out a sob and nuzzled the dying cat before him. Dunewing gave a final smile, blinking the tears away. Then, he gasped and rested his head on the ground, closing his eyes and heaving a final breath. Slatestar tossed his head back, uttering a mournful yowl, telling his Clan that Dunewing was dead.

[Minkblossom uses x1 cobweb and x1 marigold to try and help Dunewing but fails]
[Dunewing dies from his injuries. The Clan mourns his loss.]
[Slatestar, Stormfang, Grassheart, and Rabbitspark patrol]
[Cindertail, Adderpaw, Cedarsplash, and Sandstep hunt]
[Batfur, Vipersun, Ravencloud, and Cougarleap hunt]
[Cindertail teaches Adderpaw climbing]
[Weaselfur teaches Fogpaw climbing]
[Grassheart teaches Squirrelpaw hunting]
[Minkblossom looks for herbs]
[The Clan consumes x1 hare and x1 squirrel]

Leader:
Slatestar | 42 m | M | X
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★

Deputy:
Sandstep | 38 m | F | X

Medicine Cat:
Minkblossom | 48 m | F | X

Warriors:
Cindertail | 30 m | M | X
Cougarleap | 24 m | M | X
Batfur | 24 m | M | X
Weaselfur | 58 m | M | X
Rabbitspark | 30 m | F | X
Grassheart | 26 m | F | X
Vipersun | 38 m | M | X
Cedarsplash | 39 m | F | X
Ravencloud | 27 m | F | X
Stormfang | 17 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Apprentices:
Adderpaw | 11 m | F | X (left)
Fogpaw | 11 m | F | X (center)
Squirrelpaw| 11 m | F | X (right)
Swiftpaw | 8 m | M | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Queens:
Quailthroat | 34 m | F | X
Wisteriawind | 39 m | F | X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Kits:
Nightkit | 5 m | M| X
Elmkit | 5 m | F| X
Talonkit | 5 m | M| X
Robinkit | 4 m | M| X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

Elders:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]

My gallery · by **Dinolil1** » Fri Jul 13, 2018 4:10 am

GoldClan
Each life has it's value, and each is worth more than gold.
Number of Cats: 3 | Males: 2 | Females: 1 | Last Post: X

It was painful to even dare to think that he could help Oryx where he'd been unable to help Vulturefang. ''I...I might have some herbs.'' Embergaze muttered, his throat close to just fusing together, his mouth dry and voice hollow. ''Although not neccessarily the ones you're asking for or need.'' Oryx was so stupid, so foolish for asking him to help them when Embergaze had no help to give. ''I'll...I'll fetch some, just settle down.'' Embergaze advised the queen, leading her to a shady alcove in one of the pillars; many centuries ago it would've held up a large part of the temple where priests would've gone to pray to their gods for a good harvest or success in battle, and now it was a place where Embergaze could go and pray for the queen's survival.

Oryxthroat sunned themselves quietly, weary but slowly gathering strength as though she were some timeless succulent under the sun; thriving off drops of moisture in the air and watching the blue sky stretching its infinite arms. ''Canna, I hope you don't mind me asking but...what made you start a clan?'' The pale grey cat asked, ears twitching. ''As far as I know, us desert cats don't particularly care for each other.'' Oryxthroat chuckled softly, leaf-green eyes narrowing gently. ''I certainly don't, and nor did the father of my kittens.''

The ginger tom smiled back at Oryxthroat, tail twitching warily as he watched them lay in the sun, resting on the cool stone. ''Would you believe me if I told you a bunch of ghosts started yelling at me?'' Cannastar replied, amusement as clear as the sun's hazy heat. ''They screamed at me because I didn't give them the cure they needed, despite our motto being 'everyone for themselves', and bam, I was leader.'' Cannastar grinned confidently and leaped to his paws. ''But I don't particularly want to call myself leader, especially when it's just you and Embergaze around.''

Blinking slowly, Oryxthroat turned away from him and tucked her paws under her belly. ''Sun-mad.'' The queen remarked, shaking her head. ''Poor tom, struck down mad by the sun.'' Oryxthroat sighed, ignoring Cannastar's soft snicker and the sound of his paws padding away into the great desert.

They eat one Vulture (3 servings)
Cannastar and Embergaze hunt because HECK I'M GONNA STARVE TO DEATH

Leader:

Cannastar

X

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Deputy:

Medicine Cat:

Embergaze

X

Warriors:

Apprentices:

Queens:

Oryxthroat

X

Kits:

Elders:

Allies:

Enemies:
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Borders:
North:
Northwest:
Northeast:
South:
Southwest:
Southeast:
West:
East:

Medicine Store:

Cobweb | x1 | For binding up wounds and broken bones
Horsetail | x1 | For healing infected wounds
Chervil | x1 | For healing infected wounds and soothing bellyache
Catmint | x1 | For curing greencough
Sticks | x1 | For helping broken bones set

Fresh-kill Pile:
Snake (no cobra) | x0 | 2 Servings
Mouse | x1 | 1 Servings
Lark | x0 | 1 Servings
Vulture | x1 | 3 Servings
Rat | x0 | 2 Servings
Lizard | x0 | 1 Servings
Mentors:

Deceased Cats:
Vulturefang | ( Died aged 37 moons ) | Female |X | Starvation

Families:

My gallery · by **cloudy days** » Fri Jul 13, 2018 9:31 am

⋆ CosmoClan ⋆
Cats: 78
Next SunJaw visit: 19th July

Larksoar padded through the forest, scanning every leaf that shuddered in the trees, dipping her muzzle into the flowers to look for a mouse that might be running around before the sun was at full force. She scented a mouse and instinctively jumped into a hunting crouch, letting out a faint purr as she realised how much better she had become with her clan skills after spending most of her time as a housecat. The tabby raced after her prey, her paws skimming over the ground as she followed the darting creature. Flexing her claws, she gave one final leap...

As she was about to catch it, Thornstride barreled into her, knocking both her and her potential catch out of the way. The mouse scurried into a nearby hole, and the birds squarked alarm calls as they flew away. Whitefoot raised her head as the squirrel she had been watching darted further up it's tree. She let out a hiss, but said nothing. Larksoar jumped to her feet, dipping her head apologetically to the grey warrior. Sycamoreheart looked amused, before whispering something to Whitefoot, who nodded in response with a smirk. Willowthroat and Goldenwhisker continued to hunt, watching through the corner of their eyes with undisguised interest, no longer arguing about who would get an apprentice next (though it would most likely be Goldenwhisker, and he later proved correct).

"I'm sorry for interrupting your catch Larksoar," Thornstride meowed, embarrassed. The brown and white tabby she-cat immediately looked surprised at his unusual behaviour for a cat that often boasted about battles he hadn't even fought, much like Wimbrelpelt and Harrierflight. "It's fine, Thornstride, perfectly fine," Larksoar meowed quietly, feeling flustered. Thornstride ducked his head, and turned around to sniff out a squirrel. She padded away lightly, trying not to disturb any prey as Thornstride watched his prey. Sycamoreheart continued to smile, nudging Whitefoot as the two young warriors bumped into each other again moments later.

[Sycamoreheart, Willowthroat, Larksoar, Whitefoot, Goldenwhisker and Thornstride go hunting]
[Bearfoot, Raccoontooth, Leafpounce, Lionscorch and Briarsweep hunt]
[Thunderbird, Grassleap, Dustfeather, Fawnshine, Aspenleaf and Verglas-strike hunt]
[Lyrastar, Cloverfield, Bramblingtuft, Wisteriawhisper, and Acorntuft patrol]
[Blacknose, Sedgebreeze, Flamewing and Cloverfield patrol]
[Arrowfang, Hurricanegaze, Gorsetalon, Heatherclaw and Badgerstrike patrol]

[Emberblaze and Solarspark herb-hunt]
[Lyrastar asks for a cat of any rank]
[Lionscorch and Saffronrise train: Climbing]
[Hurricanegaze and Daisyrise train: Climbing]
[Arrowfang and Burnetrise train: Hunting]
[Yewheart and Brindlerise train: Swimming]
[Cloverfield and Spottedrise train: Climbing]
[Dustfeather and Tumblerise train: Battle]
[Fawnshine and Runningrise train: Battle]
[Whitefoot and Jayrise train: Battle]
[Sycamoreheart and Umberrise train: Battle]
[Goldenwhisker and Lizardrise train: Hunting]
[Swiftsky and Berryrise train: Battle]
[Raccoontooth and Streamrise train: Swimming]

[All patrols are on alert for dogs, especially after the recent intruder]
[The clan consumes thirteen servings]

My gallery · by **amethyst14** » Fri Jul 13, 2018 10:18 am

Season:

Green Leaf

Weather:

It is now extremely hot in the territories. With everything so dry the water seems to have been sucked up by the plants. Water levels are dangerously low, at least hunting is still good. The heat has made prey slower and easier to catch so your cats wont have to put to much effort into hunting.

Announcement:

N/A

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Makoto Naegi wrote:
[Acornclan consumes a bird, rabbit and squirrel (7 servings)]
[Ivykit and Fernkit become apprentices. Their mentors are Tigertuft and Mothdapple]
[Smallpaw and Hollypaw take their warrior assessment. If they pass they will be called Smallsky and Hollymist]
[Bloomseed rests]
[Bramblestep, Bearbrook, Cinderflight and Appleblaze look for the missing kits]
[Rabbitnose hunts for herbs]
[Tigertuft and Mothdapple train Ivykit and Fernkit]
[Whitecoal, Flamebelly, Flakeheart and Foxfang hunt]
[Birdstar, Cloverstep, Mousewish and Brightpaw patrol]

Ivykit and Fernkit are now know as Ivypaw and Fernpaw!
Smallpaw passed their assessment and is now Smallsky!
Hollypaw passes their assessment and is now Hollymist!
Bloomseed needs 2 more moons of rest.
Bramblestep, Bearbrook, Cinderflight and Appleblaze find 1, 2, 3 kits who are in shock but otherwise seem unharmed and happy to see their father.
Ivypaw and Fernpaw learn the battle skill.
Whitecoal, Flamebelly, Flakeheart and Foxfang caught 3 birds and a squirrel.
Birdstar, Cloverstep, Mousewish and Brightpaw report back with extreme boredom and complain that nothing happened during the patrol.

My gallery · by **amethyst14** » Fri Jul 13, 2018 10:22 am

Number of Cats: 14(4 6 Servings)
Toms: 6 Mollies: 8
Hardmode: On [2]
Lion’s Rise Rolls: Link
☯Archive☯

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Vixenspirit was laying in the shade around camp when Tantoclaw approached her, a new pelt followed him. The molly pushed herself up to a sitting position and dipped her head ever so slightly to Tantoclaw before meowing a greeting, “Tantoclaw, is there something you need?”

The leader nodded, “I would like for you to evaluate the hunting skills of Dusk.” Tantoclaw turned and looked at the long haired calico behind him, “This is Vixenspirit, she will evaluate your skills and teach you of our ways.”

Dusk forced back an eye roll, “I am pretty sure I know how to hunt, I have lived this far on my own mostly.”

Vixenspirit shrugged, “It’s just to evaluate your skills and see if you are capable to take on our apprentice assessment. Once the assessment is complete you will be considered a full member of the clan.” The explanation seemed to have worked as the new molly nodded. Vixenspirit flicked her tail, “I will watch you skills tomorrow, it’s too close to sun down now.” Dusk nodded and turned away, she had already been shown around the camp.

Tantoclaw moved next to Vixenspirit and watched Dusk leave, “How are things going with you?” He asked her.

Vixenspirit shrugged, “Nothing better than making multiple homes in your life time, but there is nothing I can really do about it. What about you?”

Tantoclaw shook his head, “I don’t call territory home, its the cats with me that make it easier to live with.”

“Sorry Snowfeather isn’t here for this, I bet she would have been happy with all the changes so far.” Vixenspirit meowed.

Tantoclaw didn’t say anything for some time and the two sat in silence, Vixenspirit had nodded off to sleep eventually but Tantoclaw watched her. Vixenspirit had been the only one he really talked to or tried to talk to, yet she knew that he was missing Snowfeather without him even mentioning her. All their conversations had been basic things, like how they were adjusting to the territory and commented on the weather before talking about their clan duties. Tantoclaw took the silence to think about his future and eventually fell asleep next to Vixenspirit.

As the sunrise Tantoclaw woke with it, Vixenspirit was still asleep. The tom chuckled quietly but the motions had made the molly stir and wake up, “Morning.” He meowed to her.

Vixenspirit buried her face into his fur and muffled, “Not yet, I want to sleep.” Tantoclaw laughed more and the molly pulled away, “What’s so funny?”

Tantoclaw shook his head, “Your fur is all messed up, not to mention that you sleep a lot longer than I.” he teased.

Vixenspirit narrowed her eyes and started to groom her fur. In between licks she meowed, “I have been working hard lately and don’t get much sleep.” His teasing tone was something she was not use to and part of her did not like it.

Tantoclaw shrugged, “Just evaluate Dusk today and then take the rest of the day to relax some. I am going to lead a patrol so maybe I will see you later?” He didn’t give Vixenspirit time to react as he trotted off, his longer fur seemed to have fallen in place as he trotted away to gather some toms.

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Talon sat down to protest, “I don’t want to go live in a clan! I want to stay here! I can protect you guys on my own.”

Dawn was losing patience, “That’s enough Talon! You are still young and you will listen to me. When you can beat me in a fight is when you can make your own decisions.” she hissed sternly. Pygmy watched in shock, their mother never lashed out like that.

Talon turned his back and pinned his ears, “I’m not going! And you can’t make me!”

That had done it, Dawn was way passed her patience now and it was already sun high, “Talon, you have till the count of three before I force you to go. I won’t carry you because you are too big for that.” Dawn started to count and Talon ignored the molly. When Dawn got to three she was growling and moved towards him quickly. Dawn swatted Talon and made him lay on his side, he was growling and hissing but that didn’t stop Dawn from swatting at him again. She was careful not to use her claws but when he still refused to go she bit his paw.

Talon let out a startled yowl, “Ow! Fine! I will listen! I will go with you!” He held back tears and got up and walked behind Dawn and Pygmy. The young tom had a small limp but he knew that he was not bleeding, he also knew that his mother wasn’t rushing him and that she still cared about him and that provided some comfort to him as he walked behind and sulked at his scolding.

Dawn was still furious at her son’s outbreak but she knew she had to teach him some manners. At least for now he was following right behind her and didn’t cause anymore fuss, she hated to scold her kits that way but she feared what her future clan mates will do if they don’t listen to leaders or higher ups. Part of her wondered if she was doing the right thing but a deal is a deal.

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Shama pounced onto Coconutheart and rubbed her head against his, “My training is going great Coconutheart! I have been learning so much and I can now join in on the hunts and pick up some skills that way! I am so excited! I wonder if Applebee will let me join in this hunt? What do you think?”

Coconutheart sighed, “I don’t know, maybe she will let you hunt? Has she taught you how to protect yourself in a fight?”

Shama shook her head, “Applebee said that Tantoclaw said that mollies don’t need to learn how to fight because the toms will protect us. Right? You will protect me right? You promised you would always protect me when I was younger.”

Coconutheart nodded, “Of course I will! I was just saying that you might need to protect yourself one day, you never know.”

Shama shrugged, “I am focusing on my hunting for now, that way I can provide for the clan and pitch in and everything. Plus, no cat will ever harm me, the way you glare at everyone. What has Dartpool ever done to you anyways? Everytime he walks by you glare at him.”

Coconutheart didn’t answer her, “Why don’t you show me what you have learned so far?”

Shama shook her head, “That’s not going to work. Why won’t you tell me why you are so mean to anyone new? Even that new molly, I think her name is Dusk, you are mean to her too!”

Coconutheart shook his head, “I don’t want to talk about it Shama.”

Shama got upset at that, why didn’t he want to talk to her? “I thought we were friends! If you don’t want to talk to me then I don’t want to talk to you!” She hissed at the tom before running off. He got up and watched her, dumbfounded by her actions.

Dartpool had watched what had happened and felt bad for the tom, he had no idea how to handle the feelings when it was so clear what was going on. Dartpool shrugged though, Coconutheart was mean to just about any cat other than Shama and Tantoclaw, Shama only saw the meanness towards the newer members though.

Dartpool let out a chuckle and that caused Coconutheart to turn around and glare, “What do you want? Why are you laughing?” He hissed.

Dartpool shrugged, “Was going to offer you some advice, but it seems you can handle this on your own.” Coconutheart shook his head, still dumbfounded by what had happened. First Shama and now Dartpool were acting different, he didn’t like it.

“I’m taking a day off, tell that to Tantoclaw.” Coconutheart got up and went in the direction that Shama had ran, he had to make sure she stayed safe and planned on spying on her for the rest of the day.

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[Evaluation] Vixenspirit evaluates Dawn and Dusk on their hunting skills.

(They will already have observation and hunting but can you give them a random skill set, 10 is the max. And example would be, Basics | 3 | Intermediate | 3 | Advanced | 2 | Expert | 2 |)

[Border Patrol] Tanto, Russet and Dart patrol the borders.
[Hunting Patrol] Apple, Shama and Jackle hunt in the wet forest.
[Training] Shama joins in the hunt in hopes of learning something new.
[Camp Watch] Vixen, Dawn and Dusk watch the cubkits.
[Owlseed for Crowcloud] Owlseed tries to comfort Crowcloud and doesn’t pressure him for details so he can have space to cope. Owlseed thanks Crowcloud for the food and offers some of her herbs she has collected even though it isn’t much. She promises to be there for him when he is up to talking but asks him to visit more often, even if it is just complete silence.
[Lion’s Rise] Dawn brings Talon and Pygmy to camp. (They don’t get any rolls or anything.)
[Prey] 2 Quail (6 servings)[There are 2 kits that don’t go towards the count]

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Water Vole | x0 | 1 servings
Small Fish | x0 | 2 servings
Rabbit | x1 | 2 servings
Quail | x0 | 3 servings
Pheasant | x1 | 3 servings
Hawk | x3 | 3 servings
Total | 6 | 14 servings

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0|Alder Bark

Eases tooth pains.

0|Beech Leaves

To carry other herbs.

0|Bindweed

Fastens sticks to broken legs to keep them in place.

0|Blackberry Leaves

Eases the swelling of bee stings.

0|Borage Leaves

Produces more/better milk and to help fevers.

0|Broom

Makes poultices for broken legs and wounds.

0|Burdock Root

Heals/prevents the pain of infected rat bites.

0|Burnet

Stops minor bleeding and keeps strength up.

0|Catchweed

To stop poultices from rubbing off.

2|Catmint

For deadly greencough or whitecough.

0|Celandine

Soothes damaged eyes.

0|Chamomile

Strengthens the heart and soothes the mind.

1|Chervil

For infected wounds and bellyache.

0|Chickweed

Treats greencough.

1|Cobwebs

To soak up and stop (or slow) the bleeding.

0|Coltsfoot

Eases breathing or kitten-cough, cracked or sore pads.

0|Comfrey Root

Repairs broken bones or soothes wounds, or used for burns.

0|Daisy Leaf

Eases the pain of aching joints.

0|Dandelion

Soothe bee stings or as a painkiller.

0|Deadly Nightshade

Poison.

0|Deathberries

Poison, kills a cat.

0|Dock

Soothes scratches or sore pads.

0|Dried Oak Leaf

Stops infection from setting in.

0|Elder Leaves

Eases sprains.

0|Fennel

Helps pain in the hips.

0|Feverfew

For fever/chills or for headaches.

0|Foxglove Seeds

Cause paralysis and heart failure.

0|Goatweed

Eases anxiety and grief.

0|Goldenrod

Good for healing wounds.

0|Hawkweed

Like catmint but not as strong.

0|Holly Berry

Mild deathberry.

0|Honey

Helps sore throats and soothes coughing.

0|Horsetail

Treats infections and stops bleeding.

0|Ivy Leaf

To store other herbs.

1|Juniper Berries

Soothes bellyaches, gives strength,
and helps troubled breathing or for anxiety.

1|Lamb's Ear

Gives a cat strength.

0|Lavender

Cures fever and chills.

0|Lungwort

Cures yellowcough.

0|Mallow Leaf

Soothes belly ache.

0|Marigold

Stops infection, stops bleeding, used for inflammation of stiff joints.

0|Mint

Hides the scent of death.

0|Mousebile

Rid elders of ticks.

0|Parsley

Stop queen's milk production.

1|Poppy Seed

They can help a cat sleep, soothe shock or distress, or ease pain.

0|Ragwort Leaves

Treats aching joints and keeps a cat's strength up.

1|Raspberry Leaf

Ease pain and stop bleeding.

0|Rosemary

Hides the scent of death.

0|Rush

Helps hold a broken limb in place.

0|Sorrel

Build an appetite.

0|Stinging Nettle

Induces vomiting, or brings down swelling, or helps fight infection.

0|Sweet-Sedge

Eases infection.

1|Tansy

Cures coughs, cure wounds and poisons, stops cats from getting greencough.

0|Tormentil

Treating all wounds and extracting poison.

1|Thyme

Calms nervousness, anxiety, and cats who are in shock.

0|Water Hemlock

Causes writhing pain, and foaming at the mouth.

0|Watermint

Eases bellyaches.

0|Wild Garlic

Prevents infections.

0|Willow Bark

Eases pain.

0|Willow Leaf

Stops vomiting.

0|Wintergreen

Treats wounds and some poisons.

0|Yarrow

Induce vomiting or extracts poison from wounds.

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