CaC - Roleplay thread - Calling all cats,Calling all clans -

[Dinolil1]

Firefang - Warrior - Tumbleclan - To talk to Riversong -

It seemed that there was no longer anyone for Firefang to turn to in Tumbleclan. Pebbleclaw was dead and Eagleclaw was far too busy to have to deal with a coward such as herself. Flicking her tail,the ginger cat made her way down to the stream that lined one of their borders like a shining thread. All she was doing was getting some time away from the smothering nature of camp and maybe hunting on the way back. Then why did she feel watched? A light shudder rippled up her spine. Even when Swanfoot wasn't there, her ice-like presence could still be felt...

[Ember!]

Thicketclan

Honeyfur
Tagged: Momomoon

Honeyfur narrowed her eyes at the suggestion, glancing at the river. "I'm not that much of a.. swimming cat." Regardless, she slipped behind Momomoon and to the riverside. She found a nice dry spot, tucked her paws neatly under her, and mewed. "But I guess I could watch." After going silent for a moment, she abruptly added, "Just to make sure you don't get in trouble! You might not be on our territory, but you're surrounded by it." She froze up, but then rigidly stooped to lap at the water. She flickered her gaze all around with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

[røsebud]

Cherryclaw | 17 moons | Tagged: Stormbreeze of LeafClan
Cherryclaw's eyes were wide and her expression was full of sympathy. She didn't know what to say— why was Stormbreeze even telling her this in the first place? Well, to be fair, I did just reveal my Clan's secrets and our biggest weakness, the young warrior reminded herself, beginning to heat up with worry. Imagine the trouble she would get into if Robinstar found out! Cherryclaw gnawed anxiously on the inside of her cheek and began to dread returning to camp. She started to think of ways that she could procrastinate her inevitable return. "Before you go," she mewed quietly, "if you don't mind my asking, what's it like living in LeafClan?"

Tanglestep | 34 moons | Tagged: Barkknot of BeechClan
Contrary to what might have been expected, a soft smile spread across Tanglestep's maw as Barkknot admitted her thoughts. "I feel the same way," he purred happily, his tail tip contently flicking back and forth. "Nobody in my Clan seems to get it. I've been searching for moons for someone who understands," Tanglestep continued, his voice gentle and smooth. "Here's what I think— you shouldn't fear your thoughts, nor should you be ashamed of them. Your thoughts are what make you special and unique," he mewed. The lean tabby stopped after that, fearing that if he went on, it would seem as if he approved of murder— which, of course, he did, but he couldn't just let anyone know that.

[hazilnut]

B E E C H C L A N

Barkknot | 27 moons | She-cat | X | Tagging: Tanglestep

The lithe cat studied her paws, contemplating Tanglestep's words. Nocat had ever told her to embrace her Thoughts, the most anycat had said was to ignore them- that she was better than them. The very idea that her Thoughts could be an important part of her had never crossed Barkknot's mind. She wasn't sure how she felt about it. [/size]"I just don't like them. They could hurt cats." No it's your following through with them that would hurt, calm down. Enjoy the moment. The she-cat took a deep breath and let her smile touch her eyes. "I'm glad," she began, locking gaze with Tangelstep, "That I met a cat who understands. And I'm glad that cat was you."

Momomoon | 22 moons | She-cat | X | Honeyfur

Momo chuckled, batting a paw at Honeyfur's side as she passed the she-cat and submerged herself in icy river bliss. "Ah, of course. Have to make sure no kappas come and drag me down, that would be bad hopsitality." She paddled through the water idly, enjoying how silky it felt against her pelt- how freeing, before noting the concern striken on Honeyfur's face. She waded back towards the shore and rested her wet paw on one of the Thicketclan she-cat's. "You look worried, what's up? There... aren't actually kappas here right?" On that last thought Momomoon cast the river a searching glance and scooted back onto the shore. Just in case of course.

[ashton.]

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Stormbreeze was surprised by her question. "Well..." he started with some uncertainty. What exactly did she want to know? "It, um, i-it's fine. Almost everyone's nice, but there are a few bitter ones who seemingly have nothing good to say about anything," his thoughts flickered back to Frigidrose for a moment, and Frostpath. "But, uh, the territory is nice, yeah...." he trailed off, unsure of what else to say. Then he laughed a little at his own awkwardness, asking, "Is there anything in particular you'd like to know?"

{ stormbreeze; cherryclaw of aspenclan }

[requiem,]

riversong - "don't push the river, it flows by itself."


molly - around 47 moons - brookclan - medicine cat apprentice - borders - looking for firefang

riversong walked along the borders, looking for herbs. occasionally the molly would glance at the territory beyond the borders. the medicine cat would never dare cross over, but there was no one near to see... the blue she-cat shook her head and focused once again on searching for useful herbs. suddenly, her eyes seemed to spot a familar fiery ginger pelt. "firefang? is that you?"

[ i just realized...wouldn't tumble and brook need to share borders for river and fire to see each other? ]

[Ember!]

Thicketclan

Honeyfur
Tagged: Momomoon

Honeyfur exasperatedly hissed, "Oh yes, such wonderful hospitality." She had flickered her gaze to the bushes lining the riverbank, and was taken aback when Momomoon suddenly set her soft paws on hers. Honeyfur felt a strangely pleasant shudder run down her spine. Her paws twitched as she attempted to pull away, but some other force kept it glued in place. The real reason she had been nervous was her little slip-up. She was normally rather eloquent, but at the current moment she had to carefully monitor her tongue to make sure it didn't twist and stutter. It disturbed the usually unemotional medicine cat. She quietly asked, "A kappa? N-never heard of it. What are they?"

[Katrione]

~Many Voices Crying Out As One~


[center]Sunnyflower strolled along the border between Echoclan and Witherclan, her tail swaying lazily back and forth as she looked across the scent line into Witherclan territory. Her amber eyes were searching for the familiar brown and white pelt of her mate... ex mate... Rabbitwish.

Oh, what would I even do if I saw him? She thought as she made her way towards the gathering place that the Clans went to every moon. She use to always wait here for Rabbitwish.

The ginger queen settled back on her haunches, curling her tail over her paws as she looked around the clearing, smiling softly to herself as she remembered the first time that they had met. Sunnyflower had only been an apprentice then when Rabbitwish had come up to her and spoken to her for the first time. She remembered feeling terrified of the larger tom, but she soon found out about his gentle nature and quickly fell in love.

Rabbitwish...

[Dinolil1]

Firefang - Warrior - Tagged: Riversong - Maybe they do share borders? I'm resorting TC's borders anyway... -

A figure caught Firefang's eyes. Flicking her tail, the ginger warrior blinked dazedly in the sunlight. R-riversong? she thought, slowly coming to realization. It was indeed Riversong, the calm-minded cat at the gathering! ''Riversong.'' the ginger cat murmured, dipping her head. ''Nice to see you.''

[eltonn]

Rabbitwish

Cootfeather
Duskpaws

Smoothpetal

Sunnyflower / EC

Tumbleclan

Webwing / BC

[removed]



Rabbitwish hissed lowly as he padded along, his gaze scouring the cracked ground. He was unconsciously heading towards the Echoclan border; a bad habit that he had meant to break but didn't have the heart to. His paws were moving of their own accord. The tom lashed his tail in irritation. Why can't this be easy? His head twitched. A noise? He lifted his head, peering at the border. No cat stirred. You must be hearing things, Rab. He sighed. Might as well make use of your time. Rabbitwish began to pick his way towards the Gathering Area, where he knew of a good patch of celandine grew. Smudgepaw's eye needed to be treated again, but they were out of the healing herb.

As he approached the area, a familiar scent filled his nostrils. Conflicting emotions tore at him. Has she forgiven me? No! I can't see her again. I want to see her again. Turn around. Go back to camp. Pretend this didn't happen. Be the loyal tom your father believes you to be! You're the leader's son, for goodness sake! He froze. Rabbitwish couldn't do it. He trodded his way into the Gathering Area, not meeting Sunnyflower's gaze as he began to gather the celandine that he had come for. But even though he did not acknowledge her, he was hyper-aware of her presence. A prickling in his side, a magnetism of sorts, telling him that she was closeby. That he should also be closeby. And that he couldn't.

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Cootfeather stalked a few taillengths in front of Duskpaws, his tail lashing. Duskpaws kept his eyes on the ground. "Why do you care about this kit so much, anyway? She's just a kit, after all. We have plenty." Duskpaws mumbled to himself. Cootfeather whirled around, slamming his paws into the younger tom's chest and pinning him to the ground in a matter of seconds. The black tom's fangs were bared, his claws barely sheathed. "Do you have no shame? You are the deputy's only son, yet this is how you act! As if your clanmates are toys, bits of moss thrown about at your every whim! She is a living, breathing, cat! Just like you! And you have no idea what it is like to think that you have lost a child! I'd be shocked if a shecat ever fell for a rat like you." Cootfeather snarled. Duskpaws pressed his head into the ground, his eyes wide. He had never seen the tom like this before. But he didn't want to see him do that ever again. The dark tabby slowly pushed Cootfeather away from him, rolling to his paws and continuing on without apology. Well, be shocked than, because she's a heck of a lot prettier than you! Duskpaws sniffed, holding his chin up. Haha, good joke, me. No shecat likes you. A small voice in the back of his skull responded. Mistlepaw might. Ew! The twoleg rat? Haha.. ha! ...ha.. His inner laughter faded. Thinking of Mistlepaw made Cootfeather's actions seem small. And that disgusted Duskpaws almost as much as he enjoyed the thought. It disgusted him that he enjoyed it. He shook out his pelt. "Let's just go get Tigerkit back, ok? Then this will be all over and I can go back to my life, and you back to yours." Duskpaws said without turning around. Cootfeather's expression made Duskpaws feel that it would never be over, at least to the older warrior.

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Smoothpetal padded along the border with Beechclan, a light smile on her face. It wasn't an intentional direction, she was looking for any stray herbs she had missed the day before. So far, nothing. Not even a Beechclan patrol. The brown shecat paused, crouching to admire a spiderweb that spanned between the branches of a dead bush. Web? ... That... oh! I'm near his territory, aren't I? Smoothpetal stood up straight, lifting her neck to get a better view of the Beechclan land. Witherclan has been so hectic lately, it would be nice to see a familiar face... She admitted quietly to herself.