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Number of Cats: 12
TwistedClan uses: 3 servings
| 7 females | 5 males |
Next Moonpool visit: sometime
Last Moon
Stormstrike was sharply prodded awake. “Get off me!” He groaned and rolled back over.
“You’ll want to hear this now!” He heard his mate’s breath tickle his ear and sighed. Birchwhisker practically dragged him to his feet. “Come on! It’s still nice and cool this morning.” Stormstrike followed her outside of the cabin. It was relatively cool in the nice Greenleaf morning.
Stormstrike turned his head up towards the cloudy sky. “It feels like a perfect day.”
“It might as well be,” Birchwhisker purred. “I checked with Spottednose today, and I’m expecting kits!”
“Ours?!” Stormstrike exclaimed.
“I sure hope so,” Birchwhisker laughed and nuzzled his shoulder.
“I’m going to be a father?” Stormstrike smiled.
“No, you’re going to be the greatest father.” Birchwhisker and Stormstrike stayed leaned against each other. Neither one of them wanted to move and break the moment. They sat in a very content silence.
Copperleaf pressed down Blossompaw’s haunches. “Stay low.” She scolded. “Your tail’s waving in the breeze.”
Blossompaw sniffed. “Fine, I’ll try it your way.”
Copperleaf rolled her eyes. “My way is the only way that matters.” She had no idea how Stormstrike put up with this. Rainsong definitely wasn’t this hot-headed. At first, she was enthralled by training her own apprentice, teaching the right way to function, but it would be easier if Blossompaw would just listen and not question everything. Now that Blossompaw was actually in a hunting position, she was moving much more gracefully across the ground. “Finally.” She muttered under her breath.
“Get down,” Copperleaf hissed. Blossompaw flattened her ears in annoyance but obeyed. She had just spent the entire afternoon learning to hunt with her mentor, and she was ready to not have to listen to her anymore. Now, the two were doing the tedious task of patrolling the borders.
“What is it this time?” Blossompaw thought she had said that too quiet for Copperleaf to hear, but she still received a paw thump to the head.
“Cat ahead.” Copperleaf glared. “You stay here.” She started forward but paused. “And if you don’t, you will not leave camp for an entire moon.”
Blossompaw huffed but didn’t move. From afar, she spotted the orange cat Copperleaf pointed out. It was a big larger than she was and alone. What she couldn’t tell from her spot was literally everything else. The apprentice used her newly refined crouch to shimmy towards the two cats. She froze when Copperleaf glanced back. The deputy gestured her forward with her tail.
“This is Blossompaw, my apprentice.” Copperleaf introduced. Blossompaw waved her tail in greeting.
“Galapaw of LambClan.” The new she-cat stopped and corrected herself. “Formerly of LambClan.”
“’Formally’? What’s that supposed to mean?” Blossompaw cocked her head to the side. She ducked a swipe from Copperleaf.
“I was the medicine cat apprentice of LambClan, but the Clan disbanded, and I got separated from my littermates, and…” She trailed off. “I’m glad I came across another Clan.”
“You said that weird.” Blossompaw said.
“I saw another small band of cats on the way here, but they seemed… a little different.” Galapaw shrugged. “This seems more like my old home.”
Copperleaf narrowed her eyes. “Interesting.” She gathered herself up. “Let’s get back to camp for now.” Blossompaw fell into step behind her, and Galapaw trailed slightly behind the two of them still a bit unsure. Blossompaw’s mind had drifted off a bit, but she slammed back into reality by slamming into Copperleaf’s still back. “Careful.” Copperleaf steadied her. “Do you smell that?”
Blossompaw and Galapaw extended their necks to the sky and scented the air. “Musky.” Blossompaw wrinkled her nose.
Galapaw’s eyes grew wider. “Dog.”
Present
Sunchaser lounged next to Stormstrike, Ruststripe, and Gingerblaze. “I’ve only seen a dog once, and I never would want to see one again.” Gingerblaze exclaimed. “I say just not to bother with them.”
“I would rather bother a few dogs away from camp then have them bother us here!” Stormstrike rebutted.
“Shouldn’t we wait just a little more? Fighting a fight that is unnecessary doesn’t seem like the best solution.” Ruststripe offered. Morningstar joined the group of toms.
“Hm,” Morningstar sat next to Ruststripe. Sunchaser saw that he looked pleased with her chosen spot. “Debating the dog situation, I see.”
“I would rather claw a few noses in their own territory.” Stormstrike narrowed his eyes at Gingerblaze. “And at least we would be proactive.”
“While I understand that, perhaps not jumping out claws first would be the best course of action.” Ruststripe shrugged.
Morningstar pondered this. “I am leaning more towards investigating a bit more first, at least for a moon.” Seeing Stormstrike lash his tail, her whiskers twitched. “Don’t worry, you can be the first to strike when the time comes.” Sunchaser liked to stay mostly silent in these conversations about bigger decisions. He wasn’t the type to worry about every detail; he liked to see where the day took him. However, Morningstar wasn’t satisfied at his level of participation. “Sunchaser, what do you think?”
He shrugged. “I’m not afraid to get my paws dirty, but they haven’t done anything yet…“ He trailed off as Rainsong and Pebblekit came into view. She and Birchwhisker had been taking turns entertaining the kit when Silverstem wanted a break or a stroll through the woods. Must be Rainsong’s time to babysit, he thought. He snapped back to the present conversation with everyone else’s eyes on him. “Uh, sorry, just I was thinking…”
“She’s very pretty, isn’t she?” Morningstar quietly interrupted. She had seemingly followed his gaze towards the young warrior. The rest of the cats chuckled. Sunchaser wanted to actually start to chase the sun to get away from this embarrassment.
Eventually, Ruststripe decided to save him. “I’m sure Sunchaser thinks everyone here is pretty.”
Yep, Sunchaser wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there, forever.
Morningstar was at the head of the hunting patrol, the afternoon sun pounding down on their backs. The patrol was currently by the creek running through their territory, and it was starting to flood over its banks making the surrounding area muddy. Rainsong lifted up her paws gingerly, slightly disgusted by her white paws turning a darker brown with each step.
“Just letting you know, I have no clue how to fish.” Ruststripe offered from the back of the line.
“We’re not fishing,” Morningstar answered. “But the only time the prey is out of their hiding holes is to get a drink. We’re just waiting for them to leave their cool spaces into our bellies.”
The hunting patrol split into two groups underneath two separate bushes. Ruststripe and Morningstar were crouched under a group of young fir trees, and Stormstrike and Rainsong were a few lengths away underneath a lavender bush. Even though the patrol was silent, there was no prey in sight. Ruststripe eventually groaned and stretched his forelegs, accidently shaking the thin steps of the firs. The sudden noise caused two scrawny mice approaching to run towards the shore line panicked. Morningstar startled, instinctively leaping forward towards the mice but pulled herself back as she had gotten a late start. Stormstrike, however, ran forward from the lavender bush into the marshy mud of the creek. As he got closer to the swells of water, Morningstar ran to him following the shore.
“Stormstrike, come back!” Morningstar called. Ruststripe and Rainsong were further behind, watching.
“Almost got them!” Stormstrike yelled back. His next stride sent him sinking into the wet earth. He struggled, causing him to slip into the creek. Morningstar saw his head duck below the surface of the water, and Rainsong cry in alarm. She knew Stormstrike was a confident swimmer, but his heavy fur and fast current wasn’t allowing him to resurface.
“Stay back!” She spat over her shoulder and leaped in after him, her first friend. Morningstar paddled with the current, trying to catch up to Stormstrike. His head popped up for a brief second, allowing him one small breath. Morningstar saw fear in his eyes for the first time. Now Morningstar was underneath the surface, her eyes cloudy trying to see where her friend was floundering. She hit the bottom of the creek bed, causing her to sharply inhale a gulp of water. The current kept her under. Her vision was now tinged with black and her lungs stung. Pushing once more towards the surface, she snagged a branch and fully went unconscious.
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"Get up, Morningstar." Rainstar’s voice called to her.
Morningstar found herself once more standing in the forest of StarClan. Her outline was a hair more vivid now. “I have to go back for Stormstrike, I don’t have time for this!” She hissed.
The old leader nodded. “Understood.”
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Morningstar awoke, still held underwater. With her lungs cleared of water this time, she maneuvered her back paw out from the branches grip and was allowed to breach the surface. Her paw still throbbed from being twisted in the branches. The force of the water was lessening as they got closer to the split in the creek.
“There she is!” Ruststripe’s voice came from her left. She rolled her eyes towards the bank and saw Ruststripe and Rainsong running to keep pace with her.
“Morningstar!” Rainsong shouted. “Catch that branch!”
The leader reached out and let the creek carry her to the branch, hanging low across the water. The running water had made the bark softer, so her claws easily sunk into it. Morningstar tried to heave herself up onto the branch but found she was utterly exhausted. Ruststripe quickly met her at the branch and hauled her to safety. Her back paw was twisted, not supporting her whole weight, requiring her to lean heavily on Ruststripe.
“Stormstrike?” She asked hoarsely.
Ruststripe shook his head. “No sight of him yet.” Morningstar moaned. She hadn’t even shaken any water off her coat yet, so she looked very small and pathetic shivering on the branch. “But Rainsong is looking ahead. He was in front of you.” Ruststripe spoke in quiet and optimistic tones. He half-led, half-dragged Morningstar off the dipped branch onto land.
Rainsong reappeared, her legs wet. “I found him.” She said softly.
“Did he make it?” Morningstar rasped. Rainsong shook her head sadly. “Show me.” Rainsong had drug him back onto the dry shore, creating water streams surrounding his soaked body.
“What should we do?” Rainsong whispered.
“We’ll take him back with us.” Morningstar nosed Stormstrike, grabbing a mouthful of scruff.
“I got him,” Ruststripe nudged her away gently. “Rainsong, help Morningstar.” The leader shot a glare his direction but didn’t argue. With Rainsong’s help, they made it back to the camp’s entrance.
“How are we going to tell Birchwhisker?”
[The Clan eats 1 thrush (3 servings).]
[Morningstar, Stormstrike, Ruststripe, and Rainsong hunt. Stormstrike drowns and Morningstar loses a life. Spottednose tries to treat Morningstar’s paw, but it is twisted. She now walks with a limp.]
[Copperleaf, Gingerblaze, and Blossompaw hunt.]
[Sunchaser and Gingerblaze patrol borders. They especially check to see if the dog scent is any closer.]
[Copperleaf trains Blossompaw in Climbing.]
[Galapaw becomes TwistedClan’s medicine cat apprentice.]
[Spottednose and Galapaw hunt for herbs.]
[Morningstar, Stormstrike, Ruststripe, and Rainsong hunt. Stormstrike drowns and Morningstar loses a life. Spottednose tries to treat Morningstar’s paw, but it is twisted. She now walks with a limp.]
[Copperleaf, Gingerblaze, and Blossompaw hunt.]
[Sunchaser and Gingerblaze patrol borders. They especially check to see if the dog scent is any closer.]
[Copperleaf trains Blossompaw in Climbing.]
[Galapaw becomes TwistedClan’s medicine cat apprentice.]
[Spottednose and Galapaw hunt for herbs.]
- Leader:
Morningstar | 50 moons | female | X
--> twisted back paw
Lives: ★★★★★★★ [7]
Deputy:
Copperleaf | 30 moons | female | X
Medicine Cat:
Spottednose | 42 moons | male | X
Medicine Cat Apprentice:
Galapaw | 8 moons | female | X
Warriors:
Ruststripe | 36 moons | male | X
Gingerblaze | 27 moons | male | X
Sunchaser | 21 moons | male | X
Rainsong | 16 moons | female | X
Apprentices:
Blossompaw | 7 moons | female| X
Queens:
Silverstem | 31 moons | female | X
Birchwhisker | 34 moons | female | due in 2 moons |X
Kits:
Pebblekit | 3 moons | male | X
Elders:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]X[/url]
Ally Clans:
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Borders
North | The Coven | Blackpearl44
East | OPEN | Username
South | OPEN | Username
West | OPEN | Username
Medicine Store
Cobwebs | Treats bleeding, binds broken bones | 2
Dock | Soothe scratches and sore paws | 1
Borage Leaves | Helps produce milk | 1
Juniper Berries | Helps bellyaches and breathing | 1
Catmint | Cures greencough | 1
Comfrey Roots | Repairs broken bones, soothes wounds, inflammation, and burns | 2
Alder Bark | Eases toothaches | 1
Beech Leaves | Used to carry bundles of herbs | 1
Mint | Hides scents of death | 1
Thyme | Calms anxiety and shock | 2
Dried Oak Leaf | Stops infection | 1
Fennel | Helps pain in hips | 1
Marigold | Stops infection and bleeding/Helps stiff joints | 1
Burnet | Gives strength | 1
Tormentil | Treats wounds and extracts poision | 1
Poppy Seed | Helps sleep, shock, and distress | 1
Chervil | Helps infection/bellyaches/kitting | 1
Feverfew | Helps bring down fevers/headaches | 1
Deathberries | Poisonous when consumed | 1
Holly Berries | Poisonous to kits | 2
Foxglove | Can cause paralysis or heart failure | 1
Fresh-Kill Pile:
Thrushes | x3 | 3 servings each
Magpies | x3 | 3 servings each
Shrews | x3 | 1 serving each
Squirrels | x6 | 2 servings each
Mice | x4 | 1 serving each
Voles | x2 | 1 serving each
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Enemy Clans
Clan Name | Username
Clan Name | Username
Borders
North | The Coven | Blackpearl44
East | OPEN | Username
South | OPEN | Username
West | OPEN | Username
Medicine Store
Cobwebs | Treats bleeding, binds broken bones | 2
Dock | Soothe scratches and sore paws | 1
Borage Leaves | Helps produce milk | 1
Juniper Berries | Helps bellyaches and breathing | 1
Catmint | Cures greencough | 1
Comfrey Roots | Repairs broken bones, soothes wounds, inflammation, and burns | 2
Alder Bark | Eases toothaches | 1
Beech Leaves | Used to carry bundles of herbs | 1
Mint | Hides scents of death | 1
Thyme | Calms anxiety and shock | 2
Dried Oak Leaf | Stops infection | 1
Fennel | Helps pain in hips | 1
Marigold | Stops infection and bleeding/Helps stiff joints | 1
Burnet | Gives strength | 1
Tormentil | Treats wounds and extracts poision | 1
Poppy Seed | Helps sleep, shock, and distress | 1
Chervil | Helps infection/bellyaches/kitting | 1
Feverfew | Helps bring down fevers/headaches | 1
Deathberries | Poisonous when consumed | 1
Holly Berries | Poisonous to kits | 2
Foxglove | Can cause paralysis or heart failure | 1
Fresh-Kill Pile:
Thrushes | x3 | 3 servings each
Magpies | x3 | 3 servings each
Shrews | x3 | 1 serving each
Squirrels | x6 | 2 servings each
Mice | x4 | 1 serving each
Voles | x2 | 1 serving each
Mentors:
Moves to learn: Hunting, Fighting,
Stalking, Climbing, Swimming
Copperleaf | Blossompaw | 1 | Hunting
StarClan:
Morningstar: Life One | Poison
Morningstar: Life Two | Drowned
Bluekit | Stillborn
Stormstrike | Drowned
Family:
Silverstem x ??? | Bluekit and Pebblekit
Birchwhisker x Stormstrike | ??
Moves to learn: Hunting, Fighting,
Stalking, Climbing, Swimming
Copperleaf | Blossompaw | 1 | Hunting
StarClan:
Morningstar: Life One | Poison
Morningstar: Life Two | Drowned
Bluekit | Stillborn
Stormstrike | Drowned
Family:
Silverstem x ??? | Bluekit and Pebblekit
Birchwhisker x Stormstrike | ??