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

[tauriel.]

Caveclan

Sedgetail (tagged with Tumbleclan)

Sedgetail stared after Burrwhisker as he left her wondering why he'd done this. Sedgetail looked at the brown tabby she-cat. "He knew exactly what he was doing when he told me Tumbleclan was moving." Sedgetail stated, "I have a right to be angry. For all my clanmates know, I could be dead or drowning in the flood and Burrwhisker didn't even tell me why he told me." Sedgetail was more hurt and upset then angry though. The silver tabby was too exhausted by the long day for anger. For anything really. The numbness from before was returning, wrapping around the warrior like a blanket.

[eltonn]

Smoothpetal

Webwing

Witherclan



You're just here to gather cobwebs to bandage Smokeypaw's ear. At least, that's what the brown Witherclan medicine cat told herself as she plodded along the Beechclan border. Even so, her eyes darted upwards every few moments to scan the horizon for his familiar grey pelt. Stop it. Smoothpetal berated herself as she neared the cobweb bush. But she couldn't help it as her breathing sped up ever so slightly, her steps becoming stiffer by the moment. She promptly sat on Witherclan's side of the bush, reaching her paws out and gathering cobwebs with a rigid paw. Her nose flared as she tried to pick up any scent of the tom, and she squeezed her eyes shut at realization at what she was doing. You're a fool. Smoothpetal sighed, opening her eyes and staring at the webs that he always so obviously admired. Yes. I know.

[hazilnut]

B E E C H C L A N

Momomoon | 24 moons | She-cat | Honeyfur

"Oh mousedung," Momomoon echoed quietly, for an entirely different reason as the golden she-cat, as Honeyfur lurched back and the bobtail was jerked from her pleasant dream and comfy cushion. The Beechclan warrior pouted, giving the medicine cat her best kitten-eyes. "I'm not that bad am I? Come on, you looked so peaceful when you were asleep, why do you have to freak out on me?" Of course, said freaking-out was exactly what attracted Momo. She'd bend this unrelenting she-cat if it was the last thing she did! And with the help of her personally-patented adorably sad expression of a droopy tail and sad, searching eyes that Sorrelstar would give the rest of her nine lives to perfect, Momo thought she had a fairly good shot.

Webwing | 22 moons | Tom | Tagging: Smoothpetal

There was some cat a-rustling with the Spider Bush- Webwing really hoped it wasn't another of Burntsoul's ambushes or Frostsong's sudden surprises, his poor heart had had enough what with the recent flooding and all. But when he caught Smoothpetal's scent on the breeze instead of relaxing his heart started pounding more furiously. He hoped he wasn't going to die- he didn't think he was going to die. The webs had promised him a long life line, and they had never been wrong before. "Hey Smoothpetal," he mewed, doing his best to sound casual, like he totally frequented this bush just to read his fortunes, though there were webs far closer to camp, and not because he would occasionally run into her. "Everything okay? That's a lot of cobwebs."

[justice'n'joy]

Twoface crept out of camp. It was night and the moon hung limply in the sky. The young warrior made his way to the PineClan border, remembering the cute tom from the gathering. He sat down staring into the trees, wondering what to do.

[deimido]

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Weaselstorm shook out his brown-and-white pelt before entering, the feeling of wet fur caused great discomfort for the medicine cat as he didn't fancy how heavy and cold it made him feel. At least the fox den that Hearthflame had directed them to was shelter enough from the rain, thank StarClan for that. He felt a tiny shiver go down his back as he realized that this was the first time he'd be in such close proximity with the SoulClan medicine cat, and with warm cheeks he supposed he had to thank the rain for giving him the opportunity for that too before joining Hearthflame inside. He wasn't sure it him that felt so warm or if it was den, all Weaselstorm knew at the moment was that his mind and heart felt like they were racing. He mentally cursed himself for being so flustered, he had no idea what an effect Hearthflame had on him until now. He was so focused on his feelings that he nearly missed the black tom's question. "Huh? Oh, we're doing well. Shadepaw's feeling a little better, though I don't think she'll ever be the same as she used to be." He responded, frowning at the thought of his depressed apprentice and how quickly the conversation turned dark. Though it wasn't like Hearthflame would have anything bright to say either, not after his mentor's death.

(im sorry for taking so long to respond ! ^^;)
[ hearthflame of soulclan ]

Ratpaw was old enough to patrol on his own, his mentor trusted him well enough to do so. And besides, it was important for all PineClan apprentices to learn how to navigate under the cover of darkness, so this would be a good learning experience for him. The tom's vibrant green eyes searched the area around him, nothing seemed out of the ordinary and everything looked peaceful. Perhaps he would be able to rest now before returning to camp. The apprentice carefully padded out of the bushes and leapt up on top of a rock, staring at the ground beneath him. It was now he realized he recognized exactly where he was, and he gulped nervously once he realized he was at their enemy's borders. Perhaps it was best he leave now before a patrol headed this way, the black apprentice jumped off his perch and grunted as he hit the ground. Now noticing the cat of a shape sitting on StreamClan's side of the border. "W-who's there?" He stuttered.
[ twoface of streamclan ]

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[justice'n'joy]

Twoface looked up and saw a small silhouette in the leaves. "Um... I am Twoface of StreamClan," he dipped his head to the apprentice, "and you are...?"

[deimido]

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At least the tom didn't immediately leap out at strike at Ratpaw the minute he spoke, perhaps he misjudged all of StreamClan's cats simply because he was told that they were enemies with his Clan. Feeling foolish at himself, Ratpaw sighed before taking a good luck at the tom. Twoface, he thought the name fit him - as he had a large ginger patch on the one side of his face which stood out against his mostly black fur. He looked around his age too, which definitely made this a lot less awkward for him. "And I'm Ratpaw, of PineClan." He replied, dipping his head in greeting like Twoface had done. "It's uh - nice to meet you!" He added, chuckling a little awkwardly.
[ twoface of streamclan ]

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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.

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Blazefur frowned at the news that one of Chestnutstar's kits had failed one of their training sessions. "Hopefully Chestnutstar's kit can catch up quickly." He mewed, touching his tail to her shoulder.

"So what have you been up to since I last saw you?"

[eltonn]

Smoothpetal
Blissheart
Cottonbush
Rabbitwish

Webwing
Shadepaw
Laurelcloud
Witheredstalk

Witherclan



The brown shecat had been absentmindedly wrapping her paw in larger and larger swaths of cobwebs, resulting in a huge mass that would be in no way useful in the near future. A sweet scent drifted across the wind, and it took seconds for her to recognize it. "Webwing!" Smoothpetal yelped, standing up and almost toppling over due to the mass of cobwebs around her paw. "Um-uh! Y-yeah! We didn't have much left, and I- I figured we might need more!" The medicine cat inhaled quickly, her eyes flitting down to the massive amount of webs on her paw. "But- you're right. I lost my train of thought and collected a wee bit much.." Smoothpetal admitted, twitching her whiskers humorously. She was in that moment glad for the tom's difficult hearing; it gave her a bit of consolation that he could not hear the frantic pounding of her heart. Smoothpetal sat, attempting to act natural as she began to unwind the extra webs from her paw. "..What was I thinking..?" She muttered, although she knew full well what had distracted her from her duties, and he was standing just across the border. The brown shecat mewed in a nonchalant manner, attempting to make small talk. "Seen anything interesting in them recently?" She was referring to the cobwebs that Webwing often gazed into.

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The new warrior held his tail high, trotting along the Pineclan border. He was proud of his name, and kept on repeating it under his breath. "Blissheart.. BlISSheart.. BlissHEART.." His voice varied each time as he tested it. Suddenly, the pale tom, who was supposed to be patrolling, stopped. "Hi, Shadepaw!" Blissheart mewed cheerily to his friend. "Long time no see!"

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Cottonbush held his head like a king, as if he owned the dry lands he stalked across. He was SUPPOSED to be patrolling with Blissheart, but the kind tom had disappeared moments after they set out, and Cottonbush had no interest in finding him. His scent trail had led to the Pineclan border, but that didn't matter. They were supposed to be patrolling that area anyways. The white, fluffy tom paused, gazing across the border with challenge in his eyes. Marblefur tried it on Tumbleclan's land, and died. It's stupid of you to think you could survive. But... The thought of the shecats back at camp swooning over his bravery at hunting on Pineclan land was too great. The white tom smirked, taking a step over the border. And that step would change his life.

Growing bolder, he padded two foxlengths onto Pineclan's land, his expression growing more smug by the second. Ha! I am a brave warrior! Take that, Marblefur! Take that, Pineclan! The ground turned to grass as he traveled, and the thick forest was mere tail lengths away before he knew it. Alright, time to shine.. The tom lifted his nose, scenting the air. Catching the traces of a squirrel, he ventured deeper onto the land, his pride swelling with each pawstride.

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Witheredstalk can find Rabbitwish searching for herbs or something ouo? I'd prefer if you start since I've started for three others uwu

[Ember!]

Thicketclan

Honeyfur
Tagged: Momomoon

"Oh, no no no! It's not like that.." Honeyfur continued to back away, avoiding Momomoon's gorgeous blue eyes the best she could. As she glared down at her paws, her expression grew steely once again. "I'm a medicine cat, you know that.. For Starclan's sake, I can't do this!" Her voice escalated from an angry whisper to an anguished yowl, before she clamped her mouth shut and put on a snarl. She felt torn. Part of her wanted to just run back to camp, curl up in his moss bed and forget this all happened, but the other half was also very appealing. Fall back into her arms, share a deep embrace, swim off into the sunset.. 'My goodness Honeyfur. You just met this molly and you're already fantasizing? Grow up.' Oh Starclan, Sunwhisker was there again. The golden she-cat weaved back and forth in front of her, mockingly chiming, 'You're this desperate? I suppose you already forgot what I said..' Honeyfur felt her starry mentor twist back to glare at her with ice blue eyes, a fake pout on her lips as she inched closer. 'Shut up!' She snarled in her thoughts, shaking her head violently to clear her vision. With that, Sunwhisker disappeared. Had she just been daydreaming? As she glanced around, searching for any trace of Sunwhisker's icy eyes, she met another pair. Those big, sad eyes that sent shame rushing through every hair on her pelt. She winced a bit as she locked eyes with Momomoon, wrapping her tail nervously around her hindlegs.

Sunpaw
Tagged: Maplepaw

'Maplepaw, Maplepaw, Maplepaw.' Sunpaw repeated her name a couple times in his head. It would be bad to forget it after all. (And it also felt good to think about.) He followed her erratic movements with his narrowed eyes, nose twitching as he scented a rabbit, and he quickly put two and two together. 'That's why she was running so fast.' Regardless of that knowledge, he used her little chase to start a conversation. "What brings you here? You seemed in a hurry."