Gustclan
Number of Cats: 5
|2F|3M|
Food Consumption: 2
Visit to Moonpool: Have not visited Moonpool this week.
It didn’t surprise Myrtleclaw that he had caught prey far smaller than Boulderdash had. He hadn’t been the best apprentice at hunting, and had excelled in combat. He was proud of his reflexes though, and that he’d managed to provide something for his new clan at least.
The look on Boulderdash’s face at having caught such a huge fish was ultimately priceless. She looked so (rightly) proud, and clearly the leader and deputy’s attempts to teach her (as he’d gathered it to have happened) had paid off perfectly. He found himself thinking he quite liked her. If he was going to be pretending he was anyone’s mate in future, he was happy it was Boulderdash, as they got on quite well between them, and not just because they were both quite prideful of their fighting abilities.
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Heronstar came back to camp concerned, with her mate. Judging by the scent of it, the loner had been nearby very recently, and given the size of their clan and the difficulties they would have had previously in protecting their borders, it was entirely possible he’d been there for a while. Boulderdash had mentioned something about fighting for her claims on the land from other cats, and it was entirely possible that she had met this one.
When they got back to camp, and described the scent to the others, Boulderdash was at a loss. “No idea who that could be, ‘cause I ain’t come across anyone who smelt like that around here before.”
“Have you come across anyone who smelt like that at all?” Myrtleclaw gently prompted his friend, noticing how she’d made it sound like she had.
“None, nada.” That was a little disappointing.
“Okay, well, I’m going to see if they’re interested in joining Gustclan. If they’re not, we’re going to need someone willing to help me get them off the territory. We’re not risking a hostile loner sneaking into camp if we can avoid it.” Chubtail gave Heronstar a mildly questioning look, surprised that she wouldn’t be open-pawed to all new-comers, but then, with kits potentially on the way, it was clear she was thinking of what was best for their next generation of warriors.
“I’ll come.” Said Myrtleclaw; “I didn’t earn my warrior name for nothing.”
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“Harrierpelt, I sort of have a… er…”
“Inquiry?” Harrierpelt asked from his position, lying back flaked out on the floor of his den. It was hot, even in the dens, and with his long coat, spreading himself out like that helped quite a lot. He’d roll occasionally, to get different parts of him in contact with the cold surface below, but at the time Heronstar walked in, he was on his back, and looked up at her like that before slowly rolling and standing as she continued.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed but, I’m… I’m pregnant.”
“First patients I get, they’re tiny mewling things who can’t tell me what’s wrong yet!” There was a joking, sarcastic tone to his voice, which he thought was pretty clear, but at seeing his leader’s slight quiver of uncertainty, added; “But at least I’ll be doing something. You have told Chubtail haven’t you?”
“Of course I have.” Heronstar gave a tiny huff, indicating she’d be ashamed of any cat who didn’t immediately tell their mate, which was probably a good sign. “You’ll be ready to help with them, when they come, won’t you?”
“As long as you don’t expect me to start mentoring any kits yet, I should be able to manage.”
“That should be fine. Thank you so much, Harrierpelt.” Heronstar turned and left, visibly relieved about what he’d said.
Well, that gave him something specific to search for; anything that would help with kitting. There was a bit of an issue though- he had no idea where to start, as he hadn’t seen anything of the sort yet! He should get on with that as soon as he was able.
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Boulderdash came into the medicine cat’s den not long after Heronstar had left. She ran her eyes over the still-young tom. She wasn’t one for commitment, really, but he’d definitely caught her eye. It was a shame that medicine cats weren’t allowed to have kits.
“Is there anything you’re after, Boulderdash, or is there something more useful that you could be doing?” Came the tom’s voice, as he became aware of her presence.
“Uh… er, yeah, sorry. Bye." Harrierpelt was left wondering what in Silverpelt that had been about.
[The clan consumes two portions of fish (2/3 of a big fish)]
[Harrierpelt goes looking for herbs, hoping to find something useful for queens/kits/kitting]
[Heronstar and Myrtleclaw set out to look for the loner; she wants to ask them to join the clan but brought Myrtleclaw in case they refuse!]
[Chubtail and Boulderdash go hunting together]
I loved that way of phrasing their little ‘detour’ XD
I don't mind if you play along with what Harrierpelt's looking for, that's more an indicator of what he'd think of what he found
I’m just going to use little bullets under the Queens’ summaries to be really clear on a quick scan how long they’ve gestated. One bullet= one moon, struck through bullets means they’ve had their kits already. Probably easiest to have a system~
Ftr I am totally up for Harrierpelt or Chubtail and Boulderdash to meet the Wrenclan patrol
Leader:
Heronstar | 44 | Female *
Lives: ★★★★★★★★★
↪ Point long-furred molly with blue eyes
Deputy:
Chubtail | 40 | Male
↪ Brown tabby tom with white patches and yellow eyes
Medicine Cat:
Harrierpelt | 19 | Male
↪ Long-furred dark-grey tom with amber eyes
Warriors:
Boulderdash | 35 | Female
↪ Slender grey tabby molly with green eyes
Myrtleclaw | 31 | Male
↪ Long furred pale grey tabby tom with golden eyes
Name | Age | Gender
Apprentices:
Name | Age | Gender
Name | Age | Gender
Queens:
Heronstar | 43 | Female | •
↪ Point long-furred molly with blue eyes
Name | Age | Gender | •
Kits:
Name | Age | Gender
Name | Age | Gender
Elders:
Name | Age | Gender
Name | Age | Gender
Ally Clans:
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Borders
North East | Mostly Lake | Forestclan | Simonpet
North West | Mostly Lake | Clan Name | Username
East | Road + Stream | Clan Name | Username
South | Road | Wrenclan | Raven Walker
West | Hills | Clan Name | Username
Medicine Store
Burdock Root (1) | Helps cure rat bites (infection, pain)
Catmint (1) | Remedy for green/whitecough
Cobweb (1) | Slow bleeding. Binds broken bones.
Comfrey (1) | Repairs broken bones, sooths wounds.
Helps wrenched claws. Eases itches, inflammation and
stiffness. Helps burns.
Feverfew (2) | Reduces body temperature, heals aches
and pains, esp. headaches.
Honey (1) | Soothes infections, helps damaged throats
and swallowing, soothes coughing, gives energy.
Tansy (1) | Cures coughs, cure wounds and poisons.
Stops cats from getting greencough. Soothes throats
Watermint (1) | Reduces bellyache
Herb | Usage
Fresh-Kill Pile:
Frogs | x0 | 1 serving
Mice | x1 | 1 serving
Squirrels | x0 | 2 servings
Rabbits | x0 | 2 servings
Big Fish | x2 | 3 servings
Hares | x0 | 3 servings
Mentors:
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions | Moves
Deceased Cats:
Cat Name | Cause of Death
Cat Name | Cause of Death
Family:
Heronstar and Chubtail | (None yet)
Name and Name | Kits
