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

[deimido]

pínєclαn
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Aspenheart could do nothing but stare at her, his forest-green eyes lit up in surprise as Rosefur's words threw him off unexpectedly. He never suspected for a single moment that the ginger cat held feelings stronger then friendship towards him, he never planned to be anything more then a close friend to her either. So what was he to do? Thunder rumbled above his head, bringing him back to reality and to the TumbleClan molly who was waiting for an answer. "...I love you too." Aspenheart meowed breathlessly, his heart hammering in his chest as the false words left his mouth. "I really love you." He mewed again with more conviction and a convincing smile, trying to convince himself that he truly did see her as more than a friend, and yet it was all for nothing. As much as he cared for Rosefur his feelings towards the cat did not and definitely would not ever go above friendship. But it was too late to take back what he said - she heard everything. 'She doesn't need to know, at least she'll be happy hearing that before she leaves.' He thought, before deciding that perhaps it was for the best to let the lie go on. If wasn't likely the two would meet again like this for a long time. She'd never find out, never.

'Don't lie about your feelings, huh? You should've listened to your own advice.'

[ rosefur of tumbleclan ]

It took a long time for Weaselstorm to convince his apprentice that he would be fine on his own despite the heavy rains beating down on PineClan. Shadepaw could be a stubborn cat when she wanted to be, and she still wasn't happy with letting her mentor go even after she said it was okay. At least she wasn't alone back at home, she had the queens to speak with as well as Ratpaw and the other apprentices. He just hoped she didn't stress herself out over the topic of temporarily moving camp, the Clan had agreed to leave their home for a couple days to shelter in a cave one of their warriors lived in before joining until the rain settled down. It was the safest choice, Weaselstorm supposed, as the many wells in their territory could easily be prone to flooding and at least their queens could give birth safely in the guarded surroundings of a cave. He wasn't exactly eager to leave, though, so he figured a walk might do him some good. He recognized the scent of SoulClan nearby, his blue eyes widening in recognition. "Somehow I always find myself here." He mumbled aloud before settling himself to lay underneath the roots of a tree, shaking the droplets off his whiskers as he rested. Weaselstorm stared ahead of him, wondering how Hearthflame was coping back there with his former mentor around. What he said about her death at the last Gathering troubled him, what was worse about it was that he never got to say anything as Jaystar ordered for her Clan to leave after she was done with her announcements.
[ hearthflame of soulclan ]

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[tauriel.]

Caveclan

Sedgetail

"Moving?" Sedgetail echoed, surprise and confused. Sedgetail narrowed her eyes, looking at Dustclaw. This must be Burrwhisker's youngest sister. "But I've done nothing wrong. I'm not going anywhere with you." Sedgetail took a wary step back, staring at them. Her gaze met Burrwhisker's, silently asking for an explanation.

[Dinolil1]

Bleakpelt
Son of a heathen

The silver tabby blinked in the heavy rain, curling his damp tail around his paws. Bleakpelt was a cold-hearted warrior and he was willing to admit it. It had been a part of him since his late kittenhood and there was no changing it. Nevertheless, Bleakpelt smiled a little, just for Blossomstep. ''Look, I'm smiling.'' he replied. ''I'm fine.'' It humoured him how soft-hearted and sweet other cats could be. It also reminded him to talk to Rosefur a little bit more. He'd neglected their good friendship and he was certain the red warrior wouldn't like that. Squinting his green eyes shut, Bleakpelt sighed loudly. He wasn't sure that their relationship would be strong enough, they barely knew each other really. ''If you never see me again, I want you to be able to move on.''





Rosefur
The rose among the thorns

Heart fluttering like a pigeon on a spindly branch, Rosefur uttered a squeak of joy. ''I'm so happy!''. The ginger warrior truly was, a bright ray of sun in the midst of the raging storm that was not only shrouding the sky but also her clan. Nuzzling the grey tabby, the blue eyed beauty got to her sodden paws. ''Thank you Aspenheart!'' Rosefur replied. ''I'll miss you but I'll never forget you!'' and with that Rosefur bounded off through the lashing rain, turning back to flash Aspenheart a grateful smile.




Tumbleclan
Dustclaw, Smokefur and Burrwhisker


Not meeting his friend's wary eyes, Burrwhisker opened his mouth to explain. But he could not find the right words to explain of their moving to Sedgetail. It seemed all too awfully harsh, that was what his heart thought. His mind on the other hand, understood Sagestar's attachment to Russetleaf and knew why this journey was a terribly important one. Feeling awkward, the tom didn't notice his far more brusque sister stride past him. ''You are coming with us, whether you like it or not.'' snapped Smokefur, ushering Sedgetail on. ''Move it.'' she hissed loudly. ''Sagestar doesn't want anyone to know that Tumbleclan's leaving otherwise Sorrelstar finds out.'' Dustclaw explained. ''If I were you, I'd get a move on, Smokefur can be pretty nasty.''

[krazykitty00]

☙Ｓｏｕｌｃｌａｎ❧

Maplepaw
Tagged: Sunpaw
Maplepaw was right on the rabbit's tail, and gaining. She was so close. Just a little more.. She thought only to feel herself being pinned down by some cat. She yelped in surprise and struggled in their grip until he mentioned she was in his territory. "Huh? ...you mean I'm not in Soulclan territory?" She asked, tilting her head up at him before looking around to see she was definitely not in Soulclan. She looked back at him and a small negros grin crossed her face. "Haha.. Oops?"

Hearthflame
Tagged: Weaselstorm
To say he was exhausted would have been an understatement. With Aspenleaf gone from his life and a bunch of battle wounded warriors, Hearthflame had more responsibility than ever. On the invisible bright side, he was getting more attention now than he has ever had in... ever. But he couldn't be happy about it. He was lonely in this dark world again, just like before Soulclan. 'Why do you hate me Starclan?' He asked silently, looking up to the dark stomry clouds where the stars seemed nonexistent and rain seemed to control the earth. He was cold and wet. Never a great combination for a cat of thick fur but oh well. His eyes caught the glimpse of a familiar face, suddenly making him aware of the PineClan border. "Weaselstorm? Is that you?" He asked, trying to get a better look through the trees and rain. He was not at all use to this weather.

[tauriel.]

Caveclan

Sedgetail

Her mother's explanation about the Tribe and how their family was much bigger than she'd believed had left Sedgetail numb with shock. The news of Tumbleclan moving had shocked the silver tabby for a moment but the curtain of numbness had descended once more. In her state, Sedgetail didn't protest much after Dustclaw's warning. The tabby glanced over her shoulder towards home as if she was wondering if she could somehow escape but being so outnumbered, there was no choice but to go with the Tumbleclan cats. Sedgetail began following Dustclaw, glancing at Burrwhisker once in a while. Had he known this would happen if he told her they were moving?

[deimido]

pínєclαn
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Aspenheart found it hard to focus, barely able to register the feeling of being nuzzled until Rosefur pulled away, a sunny smile on her face and joy shining in her blue eyes. He let a awkward smile form on his face as he watched the tabby bound away from him, a newfound energy was could be seen in her movements compared to the glum stance she held when she first found him in the rain. It hurt a lot to know that he lied to her so terribly, especially now that he witnessed how strikingly happy those three little words made her, Rosefur must have truly been passionate about her feelings towards him. Aspenheart supposed he was happy to know that there was someone out there who cared for him in the way she did, but he just felt a sinking weight on his chest rather then relief or any other positive emotion. "We'll meet again some day!" He meowed to her as she turned to face him with a smile, waiting until she left before he made a troubled frown. 'And maybe I'll be able to tell you the truth then.'

[ rosefur of tumbleclan ]

Weaselstorm was absentmindedly licking his forepaw before hearing the familiar and soft voice of the SoulClan medicine cat call out to him, his ears perked up almost immediately, making the tom feel briefly embarrassed at himself before he got to his paws and left the shelter of the tree roots to go and greet Hearthflame. "Yeah, it's me." He replied, blinking owlishly as he noticed how soaked through the black tom's coat was. He'd catch a cold at this rate, and that just wouldn't do. Weaselstorm looked around to see if there was anywhere big enough for the two of them to fit and shield themselves from the weather in his own territory and discovered nothing, much to his chagrin. "Do you... have anywhere close by where we can rest?" he asked semi-awkwardly as he nodded his head towards SoulClan, hoping it wasn't too odd of a request for a cat from another Clan to venture inside another Clan's territory. "It's too cold and wet out here to do anything." He added, his expression changing to an annoyed frown as he announced his distaste for the rain.

[ hearthflame of soulclan ]

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[Katrione]

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~Many Voices Crying Out As One~

"I'll catch up with you guys later." Witheredstalk mewed to Hemlockheart and the other members of the hunting patrol. Hemlockheart looked at the cinnamon and ginger she-cat, an unreadable look on his face before he nodded, hurrying to catch up with the others.

The Echoclan she-cat watched them leave before turning, scenting the air. She had caught her mother's scent here and decided to see where it went. The fur along her spine started to bristle in anxiousness as the scent brought her to the gathering place. She hasn't gone to a gathering in a while though...

Witheredstalk's eyes narrowed when she picked up the scent of a Witherclan cat mingled with Sunnyflower's. This smells familiar... She thought, sniffing at the Witherclan cat's scent. I've met this cat before... Oh, what was his name?... Rabbitwish? Why is he meeting with Sunnyflower?

Her eyes widened in shock. I-Is he my father?! The cinnamon and ginger warrior turned quickly on her heels, stalking towards Witherclan territory, deciding that it was time for her to learn the truth.

~~~

"I've been good." The ginger tom purred, nuzzling Cloudwatcher before pulling back so he could look at her. "Squirrelstar and Sunnyflower had their litters! Squirrelstar had four kits, and Sunnyflower had one."

"How have you been doing?"

[Dinolil1]

Bleakpelt
Son of a heathen

The silver tabby blinked in the heavy rain, curling his damp tail around his paws. Bleakpelt was a cold-hearted warrior and he was willing to admit it. It had been a part of him since his late kittenhood and there was no changing it. Nevertheless, Bleakpelt smiled a little, just for Blossomstep. ''Look, I'm smiling.'' he replied. ''I'm fine.'' It humoured him how soft-hearted and sweet other cats could be. It also reminded him to talk to Rosefur a little bit more. He'd neglected their good friendship and he was certain the red warrior wouldn't like that. Squinting his green eyes shut, Bleakpelt sighed loudly. He wasn't sure that their relationship would be strong enough, they barely knew each other really. ''If you never see me again, I want you to be able to move on.''

Tumbleclan
Rosefur,Dustclaw, Smokefur and Burrwhisker

Sneakily bounding back to her clan, Rosefur spotted her fellow comrades sulking back to Tumbleclan with what appeared to be a Caveclan warrior. Before they could question her, she questioned them. ''What are you guys doing?'' Rosefur asked, frowning curiously. This time Burrwhisker spoke up ''I'm going to take Sedgetail ahead...see you'' he mumbled, not quite looking at any of their eyes.

[Ember!]

Thicketclan

Honeyfur
Tagged: Momomoon

Honeyfur nuzzled up against the warm paw, basking in the golden glow. She rarely had dreams like this. Most of the time, they weren't sweet, nor were they pleasant. Suspended in a cold, crushing nothingness, Honeyfur would be left with nothing but her smoldering feelings. Sunwhisker had been an excellent mentor. She had passed on her vast knowledge and wisdom onto Honeyfur, and without her, she wouldn't be where she was today. But another less positive thing she passed on was her distrusting philosophy. Don't trust a soul, build yourself strong walls, keep those bothersome feelings tucked away. Yes, those were just a few of her laws to life. Most of the time they did her good, but sometimes, they did not. In those horrid nightmares, she couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't speak. She was stuck alone with those smoldering emotions, eating her from the inside out like a fire raging within, crying to be released. It was a paralyzing agony that held her in a choke-hold as she longed to sob for help out into the endless night. But here she was, clinging to the heavenly light like a fragile moth, dancing around it as if it were her sole lifeblood. She spent a few more heartbeats like this, until oh-so-suddenly, the sky above fragmented. She clung closer and tighter to the warmth as the memories began to seep through the cracks of her mind. Like a chaotic torrent of inky darkness, it filled the air with agonizing shrieks, the black was almost crushing her until-
She woke up. She still felt warm, so perhaps she was she still dreaming? She must've been, because the only thing she could see was white fur. She let out a muffled yawn into a mouthful of the silky fluff, pausing to think. What was that peculiar smell? It was familiar, and.. No. This wasn't what she thought it was. She swiftly jerked herself back, scrambling backwards through the sand as she pulled herself away from Momomoon. "Oh, mousedung!" She yelped, her golden fur bristling as she backed away.

Sunpaw
Tagged: Maplepaw

Sunpaw stifled a groan as he released the brown tabby, sheathing his claws once he realized she was alone and not exactly a threat. Besides, he just couldn't bring himself to give her a good swipe. He quickly smoothed down his ruffled chest fur, examining her with a critical eye. "You're definitely not in Soulclan territory. I'm Sunpaw of Thicketclan, and this is our territory."

[krazykitty00]

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Maplepaw
Tagged: Sunpaw
As the tom crawled off of her, Maplepaw was soon on her paws and looking around in hopes of finding her rabbit. But the animal was long gone now, making her huff in disappointment. "Well that sucks..." Se muttered to herself before her attention turned to Sunpaw. "Sorry about that then. I'm Maplepaw of Soulclan." She mewed in response, smiling kindly.

Hearthflame
Tagged: Weaselstorm
Despite the biting cold rain soaking him to the brim, Hearthflame felt a warm feeling spread throughout him as Weaselstom came into view. His face relaxed into a smile, and he silently purred to himself. 'I'm not completely alone. How could I forget about him?' He asked himself, also thinking of Shadepaw in that moment. At Weaselstorm's question, Hearthflame looked around, thinking breifly before nodding. "Y-Yea, there's a small abandoned fox den nearby. The warriors chased it out of it's cave moons ago." He said, turning to lead the other to said location. At first he hesitated, not sure if Jaystar would approve of him bringing another cat into their territory, but those rules normally didn't apply to medicine cats so it was all good... or so he hoped. They reached the small cave, simply made up of a pile of rocks stacked tightly together to form a shelter, and Hearthflame settled down inside, not really bothering to clear his pelt of the rain. The heavy weight of his pelt didn't make him feel so empty. "H-How are you and Shadepaw doing?"