ClanClan - When the clans become Cats, do all the cats fuse?

[Tsukỉ]

The poor feline crawled back to camp, obnoxiously flirting with itself. Rippleripple was a rather simple
amalgam themself, but the three mentally co-dominance of all three cats proved too much stress to h
andle. Rippleripple had a mental diversion, sending Beetlestar's persona in play. "Hello, warriors of Ri
ppleClan!" she shouted.

[Ember!]

Thicketstripe
Clan: Thicketclan |Gender: Male |Location: Clanclan Camp |Tagged: None, open

Thicketstripe purred loudly to themselves, sprawled out on a rock. He somehow managed to ignore the bubbling tension inside his head, the endless worry of one of his components, and the furious reminiscing of another. Instead, he focused on the positive parts of him. "We should get going." He told himself, rolling onto his belly and shuffling forward. He watched the cats of Clanclan for a few moments.

[røsebud]

A S P E N S T O R M
she-cat // personification of AspenClan // Tagged: Patchedtail, Beechsong
"Sure," she mewed when Patchedtail asked about hunting. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. This will involve socializing, a part of her thought, but another part rebuked, It's only Patchedtail. One cat isn't going to ki-- The voice in her head cut off as Patchedtail invited the ditzy Beechsong along with them. "Good god!" she muttered, her eyebrows raising judgmentally. Luckily, the lithe tortie said nothing more as she padded into the woods.

[Springtalon]

<]Ivymoon || Gender; Argr || Currently; Male || Location; Camp || Tags; Aspenstorm, Patchedtail, Beechsong= Thicketstripe [>
Ivymoon looked around, and saw he was near camp. Shrugging, he headed in, and saw Aspenstorm, Patchedtail, and Beechsong leaving to hunt. Good luck he called to them. Entering camp fully, he spotted Thicketstripe sprawled out on a rock in a patch of sun, Walking over to him, he sat down, and asked Hows the sun this morning Thicketstripe?

[hazilnut]

Beechsong | Beechclan | Tagging: Patchedtail, Aspenstorm

Beechsong promptly stopped humming. "Oops! Sorry!" They offered with a sheeepish grin. Aww but I actually liked that song. Shut up. Beechsong turned their sights upon Aspenstorm instead adresssing her in a very loud whisper, "Good morning Aspenhearr! How are you? I hope you're well, I'd hate for anyone to be unwell!"I want to be the cause of any unwellness around here.

[Ember!]

Thicketstripe
Clan: Thicketclan |Gender: Male |Location: Clanclan Camp |Tagged: None, open

He noticed Ivymoon approaching, and he happily waved his fluffy tail. "The sun is just wonderful!" He mewed, gazing up at the bright orb in the sky. He rubbed his sore eyes, his deep chuckle ringing out. "How are you today?" He asked, although he was mostly focused on a bird twittering up in a tree. Pay attention! He heard a voice hiss, but he ignored it.

[Springtalon]

<]Ivymoon || Gender; Argr || Currently; Male || Location; Camp || Tags; Thicketstripe [>
Ivymoon smiled Glad to hear it. when the other tom asked how he was doing that day, Ivymoon shrugged As good as one can be here. How about you? Got any plans for today?

[røsebud]

A S P E N S T O R M
she-cat // personification of AspenClan // Tagged: Beechsong, Patchedtail
Aspenstorm gave Ivymoon a brisk nod of greeting as he wished her and the two other warriors luck. She smiled a bit, but the smile soon dissolved as Beechsong began talking again. The young she-cat's tail bristled and flicked back and forth in irritation. "Everything's just fine and dandy, Beechsong. There's just one thing; I'm pretty hungry. And it sure would help if it was quiet so that I could actually hunt," she spat bitterly. For a moment, her scowl faded and she wondered if she had been a bit too harsh. Aspenstorm's tail drooped, curling beneath her. "Sorry," she murmured quietly. Poor Beechsong... they were only trying to be nice, a soft, feminine voice mewed pitifully in her mind. No, they were just trying to scare off all of the prey, a harsher voice hissed, but was interrupted by a third, commanding mew. Will you two mousebrains cut your babbling and focus! Aspenstorm shook her head briskly, the voices scattering like a startled mouse. With her head now clear, the tortoiseshell warrior pricked her ears, sniffing for prey.

[hazilnut]

Beechsong | Beechclan | Tagging: Patchedtail, Aspenstorm

"Oh." For just a moment a usually silent voice gained control of Beechsong. We ruined it! We're horrible! We're so sorry, we need to apologize! And though Barkknot's mew was only present for half a second her presence was shockingly powerful, causing Beechsong to let out a genuinely misreable, "Sorry," before Malloweyes reasserted herself. Stop it. We're not going to feel bad, we'd never get anything done. It's Aspen's fault! We'll get her. Yes, yes. But later. Their personality finally readjusted the tabby righted their slumped shoulders and re-affixed their bright grin. "I'll try and be quieter okay?" I'll be the best at being quiet there ever was!" And true to their word Beechsong clamped their mouth shut and started to scan the area intently. They were hungry after all, and no one could plot on an empty stomach!

[røsebud]

A S P E N S T O R M
she-cat // AspenClan // Tagged: Beechsong, Patchedtail
Guilt rushed Aspenstorm's heart as she saw Beechsong's shoulders slumping in dismay. We're awful! We're jerks! When did this happen? How di-- Don't say that; it's not your fault, a low voice murmured in Aspenstorm's head. The she-cat's scowl returned as she slowly unsheathed her claws. Don't you worry. I'll take care of this. No! No killing! Nobody's killing anyone! We're fine. She's fine. Everything's going very well. We're a-okay. E-excuse me... a young, timid voice interrupted in the warrior's mind. We're supposed to be hunting. Do you mind if I take over? Great StarClan, please do, another voice urged. They sounded older, but not much. Aspenstorm smiled softly, turning to Beechsong. "I'm sorry if I made you feel bad. I didn't mean it, I promise," she mewed earnestly.