Create A Clan- V.3

My gallery · by **Phina D Wolf** » Tue Nov 07, 2017 12:04 pm

Number of Cats: 19 (9 toms, 10 mollies)

Next Moonpool Visit: 11/10

Mottledleap yawned, flicking her tail lazily as she took her turn watching the oldest kits. Chuclking softly, she shook her head at their playful antics. Breezekit was still a little unsteady, but her older siblings were careful with her, always making sure that they didn’t push on her too hard. Bubblekit had just challenged Cinderkit to a fight, and Breezekit had been elected the judge.

Mottledleap’s attention was diverted as she heard Sweetstar calling her name. She glanced at Whisperdust, who was trotting over. The queen nodded, letting the other molly know that she was free to go. “Yes Sweetstar?” Mottledleap called, standing and facing him.

“Can you find Hailclaw and Maplestrike for me?” Sweetstar asked, “You are coming with me and Hailstrike. We’re hunting in the middle of the territory. Since Maplestrike had such good luck along the LeafClan border, I’m sending him and Swayingtrees that direction again.”

Mottledleap nodded respectfully, inwardly sighing. Hunting again. Would she never be allowed to patrol! She desperately wanted to meet the surrounding clans, and to learn more about them, but she couldn’t do that while hunting.

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Swayingtrees was lurking in the undergrowth, watching Dancingstripe and Flarepaw, when Maplestrike found him.

“What are you doing?” The ginger tabby demanded, his voice none too friendly.

Swayingtrees forced himself not to jump, instead standing almost casually, “Practicing my stalking skills. Like I told you, I was a kitty pet for a long time, so my skills aren’t where they need to be. I figured I’d get some practice in.”

“Hmm.” Maplestrike said, seemingly pacified, “Well, you’ll need those skills, because we’re going hunting. LeafClan border again.” With that, he turned and disappeared.

Swayingtrees allowed an annoyed hiss to escape him as he began to follow. “You think you’re so high and mighty, Maplestrike. Well, just you wait. I’ll knock you down a few pegs.”
DUN DUN DUN

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Dancingstripe watched interestedly as the rest of his clan left, leaving him, his apprentice, the medicine cat and the queens alone in the camp. His reverie was broken as Velvetflicker approached him, “Hey, Dancingstripe.”

“Yes?” The tom said, politely turning to face her, his head cocked inquisitively.

“Mind going to check the borders? No one’s done that in a while, and it should probably be done.” Velvetflicker asked, gently shaking Cinderkit off her hind leg, “I’m going out to find some herbs. With this many kits around, I want to be prepared for anything.”

“Sounds like a good idea.” Dancingstripe agreed, “And it’ll be good for Flarepaw.” his apprentice nodded seriously.

“Perfect! Thanks Dancingstripe!” Velvetflicker called over her shoulder as she turned to leave, carefully stepping over an excited Bubblekit.

[Sweetstar, Hailclaw and Mottledleap go hunting]
[Maplestrike and Swayingtrees go hunting]
[Dancingstripe and Flarepaw go on patrol]
[Velvetflicker searches for herbs]
[Snowflight consumes one Borage Leaf]
[SwiftClan consumes three servings of bird and one serving of rabbit]

My gallery · by **Simonpet** » Tue Nov 07, 2017 1:27 pm

Phina D Wolf wrote:

[Sweetstar, Hailclaw and Mottledleap go hunting]
[Maplestrike and Swayingtrees go hunting]
[Dancingstripe and Flarepaw go on patrol]
[Velvetflicker searches for herbs]
[Snowflight consumes one Borage Leaf]
[SwiftClan consumes three servings of bird and one serving of rabbit]

"Can we go fishing?" Mottledleap asked Sweetstar. While she wanted to be on a patrol, she might as well try something new for a change. Sweetstar barely considered the question for a moment before he agreed and the three hunters set off. The day was spent at one of the many streams crossing the territory, challenging each other to catch as many fish as possible. Hailclaw won the contest, with two large fish, while Sweetstar and Mottledleap had both caught one small fish. When they headed back to camp, Mottledleap's mood had improved slightly although she still regretted that her day had been spent fishing rather than exploring the borders and possibly even meeting a patrol from a neighboring clan.

***
Swayingtrees spent the hunting patrol silent and plotting. Who was Maplestrike to give orders like that, after all? While murder would be a last resort, perhaps a good scare would work. Even when he caught an ermine and the deputy congratulated him, he snorted and trotted off back to camp, eager to get away from the uppity tom.

***
As Dancingstripe and Flarepaw patrolled the borders, they occasionally stopped to spar or to hunt. The older tom assured his apprentice that when they finished, they'd come back to pick up their catches. As they walked, neither noticed the black shadow trailing them until Dancingstripe was engrossed in a fight against the newcomer. The two cats tussled until Flarepaw joined the fight, at which point the black cat jumped off Dancingstripe, hissing and raising their fur to appear larger.

"This is Swiftclan territory," hissed Dancingstripe. "What're you doing here?"

The black cat deflated and looked panicked. "Ohh," they said in a small voice. "I didn't-I mean I'm really sorry that--"

Dancingstripe laughed. "Well, you didn't hurt me too badly. C'mon."

Hailclaw, Mottledleap, and Sweetstar catch x2 big fish
Maplestrike and Swayingtrees catch x1 ermine
Dancingstripe and Flarepaw find a warrior
Flarepaw learns fighting
Velvetflicker finds x1 daisy leaf and x1 honey

My gallery · by **dyingdinorat** » Tue Nov 07, 2017 3:23 pm

stormly wrote:
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[ Number of Cats 06 ]－[ Next Moonpool Visit now ]

xxxxxxxRyestar and Creamfoot had just returned to camp, Creamfoot's normally thin and wimp build looking a bit fuller. He was finally gaining meat on his bones from the fresh-kill pile at camp. Unfortunately most, if not all the prey in that pile he did not catch. He definitely was not a hunter. They both had returned from the moonpool looking for guidance. Ryestar on her growing journey and Creamfoot on his destiny of becoming a medicine cat. He had much to learn but the leader had hope in him, pretty much all of the clan did. And when they had finally made their way back to camp they both wore their heads high. Morningclan now had a medicine cat.

xxxxxxx"Congratulations Muddy!" A roll of the now medicine cat's eyes made the sunny tom in return chuckle. "Have you got nicknames for everyone now?" he retorted. "Ah－I'm working on it. Though I do like Pongo's name an awful lot so I might just have to let that be." Sunpetal has relatively made everyone's nerves crack from time to time but no one seemed to stay mad at him. The terrific thunder that came out of his chest when he laughed made everyone a bit calmer, so you just couldn't it was near impossible. He definitely made a great mentor for Brightpaw. Although she was quite the opposite; reserved and would send a small smile in a cat's direction instead of saying a simple hello. Which she did, to both Ryestar and Creamfoot once they returned. Though the leader made a quick disappearance. She often did anyways.

xxxxxxx"I was thinking of hunting with Pongo and Beetletuft," Sunpetal said aloud. Creamfoot huffed once again, showing a simple bit of annoyance. He had changed a lot since he was found, straying from his fearful attitude. "How does that correlate with me, Sunpetal?" The warrior smiled at his question. It was warm and soft as usual. "I don't want to rush Brightpaw into training too much. I was wondering if you could let her change out that old moss in the nursery."

xxxxxxx"For the two lovebirds over there?"

xxxxxxx"They do seem rather close, don't they?"

xxxxxxx"You are blind my friend."

xxxxxxx"You admit it, I am your friend! Maybe even your best friend?"

xxxxxxx"Oh please－don't bother to get ahead of yourself."

[ Ryestar and Creamfoot visit the moonpool (does not wish for a clanmate) ]

[ Creamfoot is appointed medicine cat by Starclan ]

[ Pongo and Beetletuft become mates (no kits) ]

[ Sunpetal leads a hunting patrol with Pongo and Beetletuft in the forest]

[ Ryestar strays from the thunderpath to look for potential clanmates ]

(sorry for the wait! ready to reply now!)

(OoC: I would add a little story but I dunno what I'd write :oops:

)
Sunpetal, Pongo, and Beetletuft have caught one squirrel.
Ryestar’s patrol was rather unevent full.

My gallery · by **Grey_Hoodie** » Tue Nov 07, 2017 6:12 pm

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Number of Cats: 7 | Males: 4 | Females: 3
Season: Green-leaf ☀ | Consumed Prey: 3 servings
Next visit to Trailing Moon: n/a
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One Moon Ago ~

Oh Starclan, Coyotestar couldn’t believe it, but he actually missed the frigid air of winter. He missed the stupid piles of snow. He missed the frozen bodies of water. He even missed the lack of prey so long as that meant he could get away from green-leaf’s sweltering heat. His maw had been open and his breath heavy ever since he left camp. He couldn’t seem to pull in enough air and Coyotestar wasn’t sure if the tightness in his chest was because of lack of oxygen or brimming irritation.
“So much for scoping out the territory,” he grumbled. The most Coyotestar had done was skid from shadow to shadow in a careful attempt to keep his pelt from catching fire. With a heaving gasp, the tom plopped down onto the ground, drawing his paws in as the sun rose overhead and steadily shrunk the shady areas scattered about the forest.
“A-are you alright?” Came the tentative squeak of a meow. Coyotestar must have dozed off. He jolted up and effectively sent the owner of the voice fleeing before he could catch a glance at them. “W…wait,” he gasped, trying to get his legs beneath him.
It felt like his veins were vibrating and there was a buzz reverberating in his ears. Coyotestar glanced down at his paws as he staggered a couple feet forward, surprised to discover he was drooling and making a dribbling mess of himself. His lungs felt tight, no matter how much he tried to drag in gulps of air. It was now that he realized his pelt was burning like he’d been set ablaze, but the tom couldn’t decide between dragging his tongue across the overheated fur in attempt to cool down or just going back to sleep.
It was odd to feel another tongue on his fur, and then another, but Coyotestar couldn’t really bring himself to care until his body was jerked away to a cooler area. He let out a scratchy, offended yowl, but was met midway with a soaking ball of moss. The tom eagerly sucked at the moisture, wondering somewhere in the back of his mind when he’d gotten so thirsty. When it was dragged from his mouth, Coyotestar dazedly waited with an open maw for another.
Instead he was given something dry and so incredibly bitter that he gagged. “Chew it,” a smoother, deeper voice commanded, “and then swallow.”
Coyotestar had half a mind to ignore the voice and throw it up anyway, but ultimately decided against it. He felt a little more aware after the terrible herb was gone. The horrid aftertaste and the odd chill coursing through his body was definitely helping to keep him conscious, too. The additional tongues hadn’t left him, though, so when the tom looked down the length of his body to see a pair of black and white cats helping to keep him cool, he gave a sigh of relief. Good, he wasn’t hallucinating phantom tongues, thank Starclan.
But then he noticed how young both of the cats looked, and a flush of embarrassment completely unlike the burning sensation he’d felt earlier crept up through Coyotestar’s body. He drew away slowly. “Sorry, I’ll just, uh…” he coughed, resuming the bath on his own, “take care of the rest. Thanks.” The smaller of the two gave a soft chuckle before ducking behind the other when Coyotestar looked up.
“Well, that’s the last of the feverfew. We’ll have to fetch some more later, Tarpaw.” The low, modulated voice came again before it was turned toward the leader, “Are you feeling any better? Can I ask who you are, tom?”
The leader’s amber gaze rose to take in the sight of yet another predominately black and white cat larger than the other two. Coyotestar scrambled for words. Again, a group of cats was roaming through the redwood forest. Before he could even think to how unhappy Pebblevine was going to be, the leader wondered whether or not this area was really safe to harbor a new clan. Starclan had brought him here, and he knew he shouldn’t doubt them, but with so many new cats popping up, Coyotestar couldn’t help but feel the growth of his clan was being threatened.
He rose to his feet, ignoring the slight shake in his legs as he stood tall and proud. “I am Coyotestar, leader of–" Interrupted again, the tom’s side was pressed into the ground by a pair of paws, and he was left staring up at the older cat.
“You should really be resting. I’d rather not say what would have happened to you if we hadn’t seen you when we did.” The cat said, nudging another moss ball towards Coyotestar, “Maybe when you’re a little bit better, you can let us rest for the night at your camp.”
The tom huffed. Now that was definitely a risk, showing off his camp to strangers, but they didn’t seem to be aggressive. If anything, they looked to be nothing more than a roaming father and his kits searching for their next meal. Maybe the security and rapport of a clan would be appealing to the older tom. It couldn’t hurt to try and garner the rogues for his clan. Coyotestar would have to chase them off otherwise.
“You’re very skilled with herbs,” The leader noted, causing the other tom to perk up, “I can’t say I’m any good at working with them. We have an apprentice whose leg had been broken when we found her about a moon ago, and we had no means to mend the bone correctly at the time.”
“I doubt I can do anything to fix it now, but I can take a look at it.” The black and white cat offered, “Let me grab my medical stash and we can be off.”
“Yes, well,” Coyotestar hurried to reply, standing up to offer his aid even as the two younger cats dashed forward with the same intent, “What I mean to say is that I’m still looking for a cat who will be able to help in any future situations.”
The other tom hesitated and turned around with a mouthful of herbs and sticks, and he looked ready to shake his head before his eyes settled on his kits. Coyotestar watched as his expression softened and then hardened with determination, and the leader felt relief spread through his body. His clan was going to have a medicine cat.

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The snarling screech that met Coyotestar’s return was to be expected. The claws digging into his flank until he bled and the fangs poised at his throat, however, were not. He toppled to the ground, gritting his teeth as the claws pulled at his flesh.
“That’s it! I’ve had enough!” Pebblevine growled, and the tom could feel her words vibrating against his neck, “I let you stay for far too long. You should have left moons ago!!” The molly screeched, her fur bunching up in thick waves to enlarge her silhouette. She didn’t move her maw from Coyotestar’s throat as she addressed the trio behind him. While he knew the words weren’t for him, Coyotestar could still feel the threat in every movement of her jaw, teeth pressing repetitively into his skin, “And you. You don’t belong here. You’re all like flies to a carcass. I don’t know what you think is here, but I won’t stand for it anymore. Get out.”

Now ~

Cormorantbark glanced over his shoulder. Buglerpaw was struggling to keep up even with the slow pace he’d set. He was surprised she’d even tagged along in the first place, being that she currently loathed him. She still bore the marks Tarpaw had given her one moon ago, ragged burning wounds she’d adamantly refused to let him treat.
The tension in the air around him was thick and heavy, and the tom was half expected another attack from the apprentice, but it was nothing compared to the layers of agitation and rage draping the camp area back home. The heated grey molly had holed herself up in a den of roots after the confrontation, and she was relentless to anyone who dared try and get near her.
Cormorantbark’s actions had not been wrong. He knew that. He had done what any cat would do to protect their leader. He could still feel the fur between his teeth from when he’d latched onto her neck, could still feel the indistinguishable thrum against his tongue that could have been either her scream or her running blood. And he still felt proud because of it.
Coyotestar had approached him several nights ago when the sky had been very clear and practically dancing with stars. “You’re a medicine cat first,” He’d sighed, the furrow in his brow having gotten deeper from the last time the tom had seen him, “before you are a warrior. For that, I ask my ancestors to approve of the name Cormorantbark.” The leader had then said the stars approved even though Cormorantbark hadn’t noticed anything different about them. He supposed it was something he was just going to have to get used to now with his new role.
The medicine cat trudged deeper into the redwood forest, set on seeking out some more herbs now that he could hoard more than just a mouthful. He’d done his duty as medicine cat by protecting his leader from that crazed molly, but the damage that had followed needed to be addressed. He already had a list of herbs crafted in his mind, settled neatly beside the one of all the cats he needed to tend to.
Coyotestar and Tarpaw had been the only ones to willing let him work. The others had avoided him vehemently. Cormorantbark needed to catch them all at some point if only to ensure none of them were harboring infesting wounds. Then he’d leave them alone. Hopefully that would be enough. He needed them to trust him.

[*Please don't give me a deputy yet. I'm saving this cat for some plot c:*]
[The clan consumes one large fish (three servings)]
[Cormorantbark and Buglerpaw go herb-hunting.]
[Coyotestar and Pebblevine go hunting.]
[Elk goes hunting and then goes on a border patrol.]

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My gallery · by **serpentine.** » Wed Nov 08, 2017 12:48 am

Grey_Hoodie wrote:
🌾
Number of Cats: 7 | Males: 4 | Females: 3
Season: Green-leaf ☀ | Consumed Prey: 3 servings
Next visit to Trailing Moon: n/a
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One Moon Ago ~

Oh Starclan, Coyotestar couldn’t believe it, but he actually missed the frigid air of winter. He missed the stupid piles of snow. He missed the frozen bodies of water. He even missed the lack of prey so long as that meant he could get away from green-leaf’s sweltering heat. His maw had been open and his breath heavy ever since he left camp. He couldn’t seem to pull in enough air and Coyotestar wasn’t sure if the tightness in his chest was because of lack of oxygen or brimming irritation.
“So much for scoping out the territory,” he grumbled. The most Coyotestar had done was skid from shadow to shadow in a careful attempt to keep his pelt from catching fire. With a heaving gasp, the tom plopped down onto the ground, drawing his paws in as the sun rose overhead and steadily shrunk the shady areas scattered about the forest.
“A-are you alright?” Came the tentative squeak of a meow. Coyotestar must have dozed off. He jolted up and effectively sent the owner of the voice fleeing before he could catch a glance at them. “W…wait,” he gasped, trying to get his legs beneath him.
It felt like his veins were vibrating and there was a buzz reverberating in his ears. Coyotestar glanced down at his paws as he staggered a couple feet forward, surprised to discover he was drooling and making a dribbling mess of himself. His lungs felt tight, no matter how much he tried to drag in gulps of air. It was now that he realized his pelt was burning like he’d been set ablaze, but the tom couldn’t decide between dragging his tongue across the overheated fur in attempt to cool down or just going back to sleep.
It was odd to feel another tongue on his fur, and then another, but Coyotestar couldn’t really bring himself to care until his body was jerked away to a cooler area. He let out a scratchy, offended yowl, but was met midway with a soaking ball of moss. The tom eagerly sucked at the moisture, wondering somewhere in the back of his mind when he’d gotten so thirsty. When it was dragged from his mouth, Coyotestar dazedly waited with an open maw for another.
Instead he was given something dry and so incredibly bitter that he gagged. “Chew it,” a smoother, deeper voice commanded, “and then swallow.”
Coyotestar had half a mind to ignore the voice and throw it up anyway, but ultimately decided against it. He felt a little more aware after the terrible herb was gone. The horrid aftertaste and the odd chill coursing through his body was definitely helping to keep him conscious, too. The additional tongues hadn’t left him, though, so when the tom looked down the length of his body to see a pair of black and white cats helping to keep him cool, he gave a sigh of relief. Good, he wasn’t hallucinating phantom tongues, thank Starclan.
But then he noticed how young both of the cats looked, and a flush of embarrassment completely unlike the burning sensation he’d felt earlier crept up through Coyotestar’s body. He drew away slowly. “Sorry, I’ll just, uh…” he coughed, resuming the bath on his own, “take care of the rest. Thanks.” The smaller of the two gave a soft chuckle before ducking behind the other when Coyotestar looked up.
“Well, that’s the last of the feverfew. We’ll have to fetch some more later, Tarpaw.” The low, modulated voice came again before it was turned toward the leader, “Are you feeling any better? Can I ask who you are, tom?”
The leader’s amber gaze rose to take in the sight of yet another predominately black and white cat larger than the other two. Coyotestar scrambled for words. Again, a group of cats was roaming through the redwood forest. Before he could even think to how unhappy Pebblevine was going to be, the leader wondered whether or not this area was really safe to harbor a new clan. Starclan had brought him here, and he knew he shouldn’t doubt them, but with so many new cats popping up, Coyotestar couldn’t help but feel the growth of his clan was being threatened.
He rose to his feet, ignoring the slight shake in his legs as he stood tall and proud. “I am Coyotestar, leader of–“ Interrupted again, the tom’s side was pressed into the ground by a pair of paws, and he was left staring up at the older cat.
“You should really be resting. I’d rather not say what would have happened to you if we hadn’t seen you when we did.” The cat said, nudging another moss ball towards Coyotestar, “Maybe when you’re a little bit better, you can let us rest for the night at your camp.”
The tom huffed. Now that was definitely a risk, showing off his camp to strangers, but they didn’t seem to be aggressive. If anything, they looked to be nothing more than a roaming father and his kits searching for their next meal. Maybe the security and rapport of a clan would be appealing to the older tom. It couldn’t hurt to try and garner the rogues for his clan. Coyotestar would have to chase them off otherwise.
“You’re very skilled with herbs,” The leader noted, causing the other tom to perk up, “I can’t say I’m any good at working with them. We have an apprentice whose leg had been broken when we found her about a moon ago, and we had no means to mend the bone correctly at the time.”
“I doubt I can do anything to fix it now, but I can take a look at it.” The black and white cat offered, “Let me grab my medical stash and we can be off.”
“Yes, well,” Coyotestar hurried to reply, standing up to offer his aid even as the two younger cats dashed forward with the same intent, “What I mean to say is that I’m still looking for a cat who will be able to help in any future situations.”
The other tom hesitated and turned around with a mouthful of herbs and sticks, and he looked ready to shake his head before his eyes settled on his kits. Coyotestar watched as his expression softened and then hardened with determination, and the leader felt relief spread through his body. His clan was going to have a medicine cat.
Now ~
Cormorantbark glanced over his shoulder. Buglerpaw was struggling to keep up even with the slow pace he’d set. He was surprised she’d even tagged along in the first place, being that she currently loathed him. She still bore the marks Tarpaw had given her one moon ago, ragged burning wounds she’d adamantly refused to let him treat.
The tension in the air around him was thick and heavy, and the tom was half expected another attack from the apprentice, but it was nothing compared to the layers of agitation and rage draping the camp area back home. The heated grey molly had holed herself up in a den of roots after the confrontation, and she was relentless to anyone who dared try and get near her.
Cormorantbark’s actions had not been wrong. He knew that. He had done what any cat would do to protect their leader. He could still feel the fur between his teeth from when he’d latched onto her neck, could still feel the indistinguishable thrum against his tongue that could have been either her scream or her running blood. And he still felt proud because of it.
Coyotestar had approached him several nights ago when the sky had been very clear and practically dancing with stars. “You’re a medicine cat first,” He’d sighed, the furrow in his brow having gotten deeper from the last time the tom had seen him, “before you are a warrior. For that, I ask my ancestors to approve of the name Cormorantbark.” The leader had then said the stars approved even though Cormorantbark hadn’t noticed anything different about them. He supposed it was something he was just going to have to get used to now with his new role.
The medicine cat trudged deeper into the redwood forest, set on seeking out some more herbs now that he could hoard more than just a mouthful. He’d done his duty as medicine cat by protecting his leader from that crazed molly, but the damage that had followed needed to be addressed. He already had a list of herbs crafted in his mind, settled neatly beside the one of all the cats he needed to tend to.
Coyotestar and Tarpaw had been the only ones to willing let him work. The others had avoided him vehemently. Cormorantbark needed to catch them all at some point if only to ensure none of them were harboring infesting wounds. Then he’d leave them alone. Hopefully that would be enough. He needed them to trust him.

[*Please don't give me a deputy yet. I'm saving this cat for some plot c:*]
[The clan consumes one large fish (three servings)]
[Cormorantbark and Buglerpaw go herb-hunting.]
[Coyotestar and Pebblevine go hunting.]
[Elk goes hunting and then goes on a border patrol.]

Elk caught x2 vole and found a warrior!
Cormorantbark and Buglerpaw find x2 chervil and x1 dock
Coyotestar and Pebblevine catch x2 mice and x1 bird

My gallery · by **krazykitty00** » Wed Nov 08, 2017 2:14 am

Weather: The rain is starting to pour down this Newleaf. It's not heavy though and actually has a pleasant feel to it. But judging romantic the clouds, it's not going to be letting up anytime soon. Be careful...

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DasCanadianSparkle wrote:

Number of Cats: two
Males;; one • Females;; one
Moons;; two
Next Shimmer Pond visit;; 11/10

Sorrelstar entered the camp again with more prey in her jaws. Luckily Reedberry also entered the camp at the same time with two new herbs in his jaws. Sorrelstar padded over to the fresh kill pile and set the prey down. "What herbs did you find Reedberry?" She asked while watching the tom enter his den and set them down. "Thyme and Coltsfoot. Quite happy that I did find them you know? Every herb counts!" Reedberry replied with a small laugh in his tone. Sorrelstar nodded before standing back up and padded back out of camp once again. When being a new leader, well there was a lot to do. Now she would check to see what her borders were like and hopefully find any new cats.

[ Sorrelstar goes out patrolling for more cats.

Ah I forgot to feed my cats with every post. I'll start doing that on my next post. Please forgive me!]

While on patrol, Sorrelstar found a warrior

((No, no, your fine, your fine! You get three posts to fill up on prey before feeding your cats on the fourth post. You were right so don't even sweat it~))

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Griffingirl4everx3 wrote:
Tunnelclan
Number of Cats: 4
Moonpool Visits: Wednesdays

muddystar returns with their new medicine cat, who, the moment she gets to the clan, sees shrewwhisker and tells him he shouldn't leave camp again that day. He reluctantly nods and muddystar gives the new medicine cat the name snowpelt. After this, muddystar and cherrynose leave to either hunt or go on a border patrol while snowpelt leaves to gather herbs. Before leaving, cherrynose can be seen happily talking to shrewwhisker and sharing prey, which may lead to a potential relationship.

{{cherrynose goes on a border patrol}}
{{muddystar goes hunting}}
{{snowpelt gathers herbs}}
{{tunnelclan eats one serving of vole and one serving of mice}}

//how often can medicine cats leave to gather herbs?

While on patrol, Cherrynose found an apprentice
While hunting, Muddystar caught 1 hare, and 2 mice
While gathering herbs, Snowpelt found Borage Leaves and Lavender

((Once per post is what I believe.))

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BrightDays wrote:
SnowClan

Number of Cats: 19/Serving size 4
Next moonpool visit:Today(promoting Jakit to Jaypaw) and requesting a warrior.
Next Kitting: N/A

Story for the post wrote: Deerstar returned with Jaypaw, blinked as she saw the border patrol. "Again?" she muttered, sighing. "Thank you for chasing it out," she meowed, wondering if it left any fox cubs behind. "Alright, I'm going to take Sedgewhisker and Iceyeyes on a patrol and see if it didn't leave and cubs behind," she meowed.

Powderbreeze nodded. "I want Ocrafur to take Frostedleaf, Ramclaw and Softheart hunting, we'll need our strength," she meowed, the warriors gathering around the leader and warrior. "Mentors, keep your apprentices safe," she meowed, before meeting up with Foxstrike, Beepaw, and Marigoldpaw, heading out of camp.

Jaypaw glanced up at Shaddefrost. "What are we doing today?" the new apprentice asked, watching as the older apprentices went out to train with their mentors. Shaddedfrost chuckled. "You'll see," she replied as she led him towards the training cave.

Foxstrike glanced at Powderbreeze, who nodded permission for him to continue. "We need you to track Deerstar's patrol, and Ocrafur's to where they go and report back," he meowed. "Well be watching, but can't help you," he meowed.

Powrderbreeze nodded. "Marigoldpaw you're going to track Deerstar's patrol and Beepaw, Ocrafur's patrol," she meowed. "Remember to try not to be scented or found and keep alert," she meowed, watching as the apprentices ran towards the patrols. "See you later Foxstrike," she meowed, heading after her apprentices, while he followed his.

Pikeriver chuckled as the one moon old kits started playing with each other. "Time for a nap you two," she meowed to her kits,
glancing over at Dovekit. She frowned, knowing the she-kit was a bit shy to play with her brothers since they could be pawful when playing. "Maybe they'll let you play with them later," she meowed, glancing at Bramblekit and Pebblekit, who nodded. "Of course mom," the tom kits replied, yawning as they fell asleep, Dovekit falling asleep soon after.

Moonpool: N/A
Herb Hunting: Hailwish and Blizzardsprit
Border Patrol: Deerstar, Sedgewisker, Iceyeyes
Hunting Party: Ocrafur, Frostedleaf, Ramclaw, Softheart
Training:
Marigoldpaw trains with Foxstrike(doing warrior assessment)
Beepaw trains with Powderbreeze(doing assessment)
Jaypaw trains with Shadedfrost
The Clan ate a Pika and a bird

While herb hunting, your cats found Dock and Lamb's Ear
While in patrol, your cats found a warrior
While hunting, you cats caught 3 birds, and 2 stoats
Beepaw successfully tracked Ocrafur's patrol.
Marigoldpaw failed to track Deerstar's patrol. Instead she found a rogue cat, claiming to be Foxstrike's sister!
While training, Jaypaw learned the Climbing skill

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Ocean Plumeria wrote:
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ＪｕｎｇｌｅＣｌａｎ
Number of Cats: 5 Females / 5 Males

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[ My clan ate 1 fish and 1 mouse ]
[ Firestar, Bramblefur and Nightclaw went on a hunting patrol ]

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While hunting, your cats caught 2 birds, a frog, and a fish
They also caught the scent of a rogue. Send a patrol out to find them

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\Luna/ wrote:
Oakclan
Number of Cats:8 | She-cats: 5, Tom's: 3
Next Moonpool visit: Due.

Cats talking wrote:“This apprentice seems to know of Creampaw’s disapearense!” Oakstar announced, so loudly that the apprentice cowered.
“What do you know?” Flameleaf asked eagerly.
“C-Creampaw is somewhere within Oakclan’s borders! With... Ashcloud!” the apprentice said timidly.
“Ashcloud! Where are you?!” Oakstar shouted. Ashcloud stepped up. “Oak, I swear I didn't do it.“
But the look on Ashcloud’s face was enough. “We shall speak about this later, ASHcloud.”

My clan used up 3 servings. Duskclaw went on a hunting patrol. Flameleaf went searching for herbs. Stormclaw, Clawflight and the apprentice went on a patrol. Oakclaw (and Ashcloud) went on a hunting patrol. Nobody stayed back.
(OoC: @Krazy, Whoops I guess I wasn't really clear. I meant that, Oof it's been a while. I wasn't upset. Boii i feel ba-a-ad now! Lol And I'm assuming I get to keep the apprentice now?)

While hunting, Duskclaw caught 2 squirrels and a vole
While herb hunting, Flameleaf found Burnet and Mouse Bile
Your patrol passed uneventfully, but they can scent Creampaw nearby
While hunting, Oakstar had a 'talk' with Ashcloud. They also caught 3 mice

((Haha, no your fine. And yes, you do get to keep the apprentice~))

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My gallery · by **canadianhowl** » Wed Nov 08, 2017 6:39 am

Number of Cats: five
Males;; three • Females;; two
Moons;; three
Next Shimmer Pond visit;; 11/10

Sorrelstar wondered out to the border and started to look around for any new cats. After a few minutes, she gave up knowing nothing was here. Well, that was until a sudden voice spoke up to her. "Hey, over here!" It called out. Sorrelstar turned her head around and wondered to a nearby bush to see a tom cat inside. "Are you a clan cat miss?" He asked her. Sorrelstar let a grin spread onto her face and purred, "I sure am. My name is Sorrelstar. I am the leader of StagClan. Who may you be?" The tom hopped up onto his paws in excitement about finally getting a clan... hopefully. "My name is Carter! But if you accept me, I want to be called Badgerleap!" Carter meowed out and puffed out his chest before he showed off what he could do and rambled on why he should join. Sorrelstar gave a chuckle at the tom before meowing, "Badgerleap my good sir, it's okay. I was searching for new cats anyways and your hyper and cherry attitude will surely do well. Welcome to StarClan." The newly named Badgerleap jumped up and down before he seemed to remember something. "Oh Sorrelstar! I meet two more cats while I was here saying they needed a new clan." Just like that, two more cats padded out, another tom and a she cat. Sorrelstar looked over and smiled at the two new comments. "Greetings Sorrelstar! I am Sheeptail of BoulderClan! I left the clan a while ago and I've been meaning to find a new clan. I meet this lovely she cat here as well." Sheeptail explained. The she cat purred at her crushes words before speaking up, "My name is Magick with Fish Gills. I am from HyenaClan. If you could Sorrelstar, maybe let us in as well with Badgerleap?" The she cat spoke up. How could Sorrelstar say no? They needed kits anyways soon in the clan and these two were a couple. "Of course. Would you two like new names or keep your current ones?" She asked. "We have been discussing and I would like to be called Thundercry and she would like to be called Pinestep." Sheeptail meowed out with a hopeful look. "That settles that. Badgerleap, Thundercry, and Pineleap, welcome to StagClan. Follow me back to camp so we can get things sorted out. Also have a bite once we get back." Sorrelstar concluded before the four cats padded back.

Reedberry was organizing his herbs before hearing pawsteps enter the camp. He got up before padding over. "Goodday Sorrelstar. Did you find any c-" He started before being taken away when seeing three new cats beside his leader. "Hello Reedberry, yes. This is Badgerleap, Thundercry, and Pinestep." The leader meowed introducing all three cats. "Certainly a pleasure to meet you three. Welcome to our clan! Clearly I am the medicine cat around here. The names Reedberry." The tom purred before giving each cat a friendly nuzzle. The three new cats settled down before grabbing a bite to eat and just hung out and explored the new camp. That's when they got the idea that they should head on out and hunt and do some border patrols. Sorrelstar agreed and sent Pinestep and Thundercry out on a hunting patrol and Badgerleap on a border patrol. Reedberry went out to get more herbs since it was now five cats here. Sorrelstar warned them to be careful as it started to rain before she watched her clan head out and lied down in the camp's clearing feeling pleased.

[ Pinestep and Thundercry go on a hunting patrol ]
[ Badgerleap goes on a border patrol ]
[ Reedberry goes out to collect herbs ]
[ The clan consumes 2 servings ]

My gallery · by **plumerias** » Wed Nov 08, 2017 6:50 am

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ＪｕｎｇｌｅＣｌａｎ
Number of Cats: 5 Females / 5 Males

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[ My clan ate 1 bird ]
[ Firestar, Bramblefur and nightclaw go on a border patrol to find the rogue ]
[ Firestar goes to the moonpool and asks for a warrior ]
[ Blueflower and brightpaw go herb hunt together ]

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My gallery · by **amethyst14** » Wed Nov 08, 2017 6:56 am

Season:

New-Leaf

Weather:

There is still minor flooding but with the warmer weather it is starting to dry up. There is plenty of mud however so your cats should show some caution or risk an injury. With the warmer weather brings in both prey and predators, two-legs will be out and about more often now and can bring their dogs along.

DasCanadianSparkle wrote:
[ Pinestep and Thundercry go on a hunting patrol ]
[ Badgerleap goes on a border patrol ]
[ Reedberry goes out to collect herbs ]
[ The clan consumes 2 servings ]

apprentice

(My last reply was a writen one so I am doing this one and the next will be written out)

My gallery · by **♥ Owl ♥** » Wed Nov 08, 2017 10:29 am

● -ｓｐａｒｒｏｗｃｌａｎ！！！

`` 𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔩𝔬𝔠𝑘 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 ``

𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓼 ; 𝟒 --- 𝓷𝒆𝔁𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽 ; 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝒆𝓶𝓫𝒆𝓻 𝟏𝟒𝓽𝓱

𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓼 ; 𝟑 --- 𝓼𝓱𝒆-𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓼 ; 𝟏

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● 𝟏 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓰𝓸 ●
" wait " Ferretnose meowed as a new scent reached her little nose, the words making the tabby deputy stop as well. his green eyes went towards her as the warrior started to sniff the air, trying to see if she can find where the direction the scent was coming from. she then darted her icy eyes towards upwards before flicking her tail to signal the deputy to follow her. Shrewrunner gave a nod of his head to note her that he understand her signal before going towards the scent, their steps not making a single sound. they passed by many wonderful, colorful wild flowers and many of the lively oak trees as they made their way to the new discovery. when they reached the scrouce of the strange new scent, all they saw was a bright white tail that was poking out of a bush. it was as still as a wooden pole. Ferretnose gave a quiet hiss at the trespasser but did not attack due Sparrowstar's orders of finding new cats and she didn't want to attack just in case it's a wild cat that can join their forces. Shrewrunner, not wanting to speak words to the creature, walked up to the tail and gave it a small, gentle pawslap of it's tail. that said creature jumped out of the bush in surprise at the sudden touch, making the two clan cats jump back. what they saw was a white cat with green surprised eyes with narrow pupils. a few minutes passed of awkward quietness and the cat having heavy breaths of surprise before finally calming down and having his breathing back to normal. " h-hello " the cat meowed with an awkward tone, trying to break the quiet that was between him and the two cats. " what are you doing here? " Ferretnose spat at the trespasser, making them shift their paws with an uncomfortable aura. " Ferretnose y-you're s-s-scaring them. r-remember S-Sparrowstar's o-o-orders? " Shrewrunner meowed towards the she-cat, making his gaze turn towards them. she sighed but gave a nod towards him. but one wrong move towards them and she is gonna give them her claws and sharp teeth. Shrewrunner stepped up to the newcomer, with a shy but kind gaze towards them in his green eyes. " I-I'm sorry for that. n-now p-p-please explain why you are h-here? " " oh. I-I'm i-i-in fact looking f-for a clan t-to join. would you h-happen to be o-one? " he meowed towards them, hope in his green eyes that they are clan cats. Shrewrunner's gaze turned into one of shocked, not expecting them to say that they were willing to join, before giving him a nod. " w-why y-yes we are. w-w-we are the cats of Sparrowclan. i-i'm Shrewrunner the deputy and here i-i-is Ferretnose, a-a-a warrior of o-our clan " the tabby meowed before pointing his tail towards her, her gaze still hostile towards the trespasser. " o-o-oh cool. s-s-so who do I go t-to t-t-to ask if I can j-join? " the cat meowed. the deputy stood up and flicked his tail to let the newcomer know to follow them to camp and ask if Sparrowstar would allow him to join. the three cats walked back to camp, Ferretnose was far away from the toms. she was giving them her hostile aura all the way back to camp.

● 𝓹𝓻𝒆𝓼𝒆𝓷𝓽 ●
Sparrowstar padded his way towards the glowing waters of the moonpool, ready to ask starclan for another cat to help out in his clan. Ferretnose went on a border patrol herself meanwhile Snowstep and Shrewrunner are on a hunting patrol. Sparrowstar swear those two must be brothers or something, since they seemed to act the same around new cats. the leader shook his head to chase away those thoughts as he went up towards the pool and dipped his nose into the waters once again. he then took a few pawsteps back away from the waters and curling into a little ball to meet with the starry cats of above. when he awoke, he was on the dusty grounds of their clan as their starry eyes were on him. the leader stood up and gave them a respectful dip of his head before starting. " cats of Starclan, I am Sparrowstar of Sparrowclan. it is nice to meet you all again. the clan is doing very well as I somehow got three more cats to join and help me with my clan. but this clan is still missing one more cat that we need to survive. a medicine cat. I would like to request a medicine cat to help out when deadly sicknesses come or when a bloody battle starts. a cat who can heal up my warriors to full health when they get sick or hurt. "

[ my clan eats one rock bass ]
[ Sparrowstar asks for a medicine cat from Starclan ] ● [ Ferretnose is on a solo border patrol ] ● [ Snowstep + Shrewrunner are on a hunting patrol ]

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𝓵𝒆𝓪𝓭𝒆𝓻 ↪ 𝟏
♛ | Sparrowstar | ♂ | bisexual | 27 moons | ★★★★★★★★★
↬ Sparrowstar is a calm and caring leader, always putting others
before himself. although he rarely shows his emotions and he
is very strict on the warrior code.

𝓭𝒆𝓹𝓾𝓽𝔂 ↪ 𝟏
♞ | Shrewrunner | ♂ | heterosexual | 14 moons
↬ Shrewrunner is a happy and energetic cat, always seeming to
be blazing with energy but he is a shy one when you first meet
him. he also gets quite nervous around bigger cats.

𝓶𝒆𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓷𝒆 𝓬𝓪𝓽 ↪ 𝟎
X

𝓶𝒆𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓷𝒆 𝓬𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓻𝒆𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬𝒆 ↪ 𝟎
X

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓻𝓼 ↪ 𝟐
♟ | Ferretnose | ♀️ | heterosexual | 41 moons
↬ Ferretnose is very suspicious when she meets new cats
and will even get hostile towards them sometimes. but
once you get past her hostile shell, she is a very helpful
and nice cat who has a very good sense of smell. but it
will take a lot for her to trust you.
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♟ | Snowstep | ♂ | demi-pansexual | 29 moons
↬ Snowstep is an awkward tom who isn't very good
in social situations. he is also pretty weak, not fighting
a lot when he was young. but he is a very good hunter,
able to get big game plus he is a patient cat, willing to
wait hours for his friends.

𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓻𝒆𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬𝒆𝓼 ↪ 𝟎
X

𝓺𝓾𝒆𝒆𝓷𝓼 ↪ 𝟎
X

𝓴𝓲𝓽𝓼 ↪ 𝟎
X

𝒆𝓵𝓭𝒆𝓻𝓼 ↪ 𝟎
X

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