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[Marz]

slatestar
tags; faircrown, hickoryfoot
smokeheart and timber

the leader turned and gave Smokeheart and stern look. he flicked his tail. "we mustn't be hostile smokeheart. she is hardly more than an apprentice." he said with a deep voice. sure, the warrior had good intentions, and did what was expected of any loyal cat. but slatestar didnt want to risk a fight, the clan needed strength in this time of uncertainty. "But he did have a good question. any idea what created this.. this.. disaster?" the leader spoke with heartbreak in his voice. he was still new to being the leader of his clan. and never had such a thing happened like this before. he wasnt sure what to do. 'starclan give me mercy.. I cant lead my cats through this. i don't know what to do!' he pleaded to himself. he felt the dirt and life around them sink away. what had happeend?

[Chaotic_Affection]

❥ Timber
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Molly || 21 moons || Outsider || Pregnant
Location: near western mines || Tags: Faircrown, Slatestar, Smokeheart, & Hickoryfoot

The she-cat looked at the large tom in confusion, she flattened her ears ever-so-slightly with a very small– yet confused smile, “No, I’m not– I’m sorry,” Timber spoke in a soft tone– but her voice was rough from inhaling all the dust and ash, the cat must’ve been expecting to find one of his clanmates. She could only guess that they might’ve been separated in the mishap of the distraction. Timber suddenly felt guilty, although this encounter possibly saved her, it probably added more stress on this cat’s shoulders.
She listened to the cat speak, he seemed genuinely concerned– it was something she wasn’t used too and she wasn’t quite sure how to react. “I’m okay, I think– my ankle hurts a little, but I can just walk it off I’m sure,” Timber reassured him, she wasn’t lying– she felt fine aside from an aching ankle. “I’m Timber,” She said in reply to his introduction, “Brightnoise? They must be your medicine cat, right?” The feline asked curiously.
As a voice rang through the area, Timber couldn’t help but jump to her paws in surprise. She hadn’t heard these cats approach, which wasn’t much of a surprise considering how distracted she was with the whole situation. She listened to the cats as they reunited, there was three of them. They obviously cared for each other within the clan. Though when she realized that there were eyes one her, she looked back at the cat skeptically– almost anxiously.
Though a hiss towards the back drew her attention, though Timber realized that it had been directed towards her. She flattened her ears against her skull as he spoke, “I didn’t mean too,” Timber spoke in a solemn tone, she hadn’t even realized she had ran into a clan’s territory until now. Which would explain why all the cats had been drawn here.
Though his first statement took a moment to process– she perked back up, “The two-legs have been placing these round things in the ground, I think that those might be the source of all this!” Timber said, though the statement was rushed as she tried to get it out quick.

[sharklord]

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𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕣

x⎔ male ⧮ 29 moons ⧮ crush: shadowpelt ⎔
⎔ location: camp/outside ⧮ tags: frostpaw ⧮ mentions: dovemourn, shadowpelt ⎔

☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲


beewhisker nodded at the young tom. "we can go look, there's plenty of cats here who can help, and too many can be dangerous. let's make sure everyone outside of camp is safe too." he said, having a feeling he knew just what frostpaw was thinking. i hope everyone is okay... i hope shadowpelt is okay!

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𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕥𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕕

x⎔ female ⧮ 25 moons ⧮ mate: cedarspark ⎔
⎔ location: nursery/camp ⧮ tags: cedarspark, eveningkit, ripplesong, brightnoise ⧮ mentions: n/a ⎔

☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲


newtcloud felt overwhelmed with everything that was going on, but she cleared her head quickly. her son was hurt. he needed her right now. at the sound of the three, newtcloud grasped the fur at the back of her kit's neck and lifted him, the other two cats keep the rest of him stable as the settled him on cedarspark's back. she kneaded the ground, worry still flowing through her. she hoped that the rest of her clan was okay. she hoped her kit would be okay. she hoped that bearclan would be able to get through this.

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𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕒𝕨

x⎔ non-binary ⧮ 8 moons ⧮ mentor: cedarspark ⎔
⎔ location: border ⧮ tags: tobias ⧮ mentions: cedarspark ⎔

☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲


mousepaw turned as they heard the sound of movement behind them, and came face to face with an unfamiliar cat. oh dear... what would cedarspark want me to do? the apprentice froze as they went over everything their mentor had taught them. mousepaw needed to see if this cat was friendly. then they could decide what to do.

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𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕜𝕚𝕥

x⎔ male ⧮ 4 moons ⧮ mother: newtcloud ⎔
⎔ location: nursery/camp ⧮ tags: cedarspark, newtcloud, ripplesong, brightnoise ⧮ mentions: n/a ⎔

☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲


-being moved, writing will continue when out off camp/den-

[deftonesly]

— ＴＯＢＩＡＳ ，

( 28 moons ) ( rogue ) ( where: edge of bearclan territory ) ( tags: mousepaw ) ( info )
my, was tobias good at this.
indentthis endless wandering. this quest for revenge. this . . . freedom. while he often found himself missing the company his old gang provided back in the city, the dark tom was his own out here. no one could tell him what to do. no one could hold him back. and the prey to be caught . . . the large tomcat didn't think he'd eaten so well in his whole life. he was a bit unused to the mountainous chill after spending so much time lurking in alleyways and abandoned buildings, however. but the best was that he still incited fear wherever he set his massive paws. no cat interacted with him here unless it was dire. everyone stayed away from the black ghost of the mountains. at times, though he enjoyed being feared, this fact bored tobias, and he went out looking for trouble or interaction with bearclan──precisely what he intended to do on this fine morning. he couldn't deny his curiosity for their way of life and the delight it gave him to converse with or prank cats while they were patrolling their boundaries.
indenttobias slid through the forest with little hesitation, unconcerned with the way he left his scent on the trees and underbrush──especially unconcerned for the prey he sent skittering off, having already eaten earlier that morning. drooping ferns grasped at his tabby back and tail as he passed by them, as if they wanted to hold him prisoner. no, tobias went on his merry way, nose full of foreign bearclan scents as he crossed the border and entered their precious terrain. after prowling for a good while with nothing but the buzz of insects humming in his pricked ears and the cool moss underfoot, the murmur of a stream stole the rogue's attention. he changed direction towards it, emerging from the cover of the shrubbery and plunging his wide muzzle into the icy waters to drink. the water was crystal clear and shallow, pleasant on his tongue.

indenthis drink was interrupted by a great explosion along the western border, eerily close to him. the sky immediately darkened with plumes of debris and smoke, and tobias, not usually frightened, was frozen with fear and shock, watching the sky warily. he rolled out of the way as a shower of dirt and rock cascaded down, taking shelter under the roots of a pine until the worst was over and only hazy smoke remained. casting his pale gaze around, he spotted an oak tree with low hanging branches, and decided to scale it so he could see what was happening from above. crossing the forest with care, he began his ascent. it was no secret that the humans were encroaching upon this land, meaning that he would probably have to move on soon and leave bearclan to its own dark fate. they were blowing up the mountain for a dark substance, coming closer and closer to the clan everyday. when he reached the top of the oak and crawled to the tip of the last branch that could bear his weight, he was met with the sight of fallen rocks and more smoke, as well as the nearby caterwauls of cats.
indentnow that was interesting indeed. tobias smirked and made his way back down the tree until his paws were on the forest floor once more. shaking out his thick coat and flexing his muscles, he headed off in the direction of the commotion, curiosity getting the best of him. he had nothing to fear, seeing as he could take on any of his soft neighbors with ease; humans, and their stupidity, were the only things that made his blood curdle. but what he came upon was rather unexpected. sliding out from behind a bramble bush, he stumbled upon a long-furred brown tabby, young and reeking of fear and blood. tobias halted in his tracks, peering at the stranger with cold, half-lidded eyes.
indentthe smaller cat turned to face tobias, eyes widening with a mix of fear and uncertainty, nose quivering like a frightened prey creature. the brown cat's left eye was swollen shut and bloodied. inwardly, tobias clicked his tongue, doubting the poor thing would see out of it again. he jerked his head in a curt nod, growling gruffly, "what in the hell happened to you, kid?" normally, tobias wouldn't even consider describing himself as the compassionate kind, but the tom before him clearly needed help, and he was willing to oblige. perhaps today would be prove to be interesting indeed. "anyone else from your lot around?"

— ＳＮＯＷＦＥＡＴＨＥＲ ，

( 35 moons ) ( bearclan warrior ) ( where: hunting alone in territory ) ( tags: redcloud ) ( info )
just one step more . . .
indentthe mouse snowfeather was stalking froze and looked up as her paws stepped over a series of twigs. it held a seed between its tiny hands, and its hairless tail swished from side to side as its ears swiveled with nerves. the pure white warrior abruptly halted in the ferns, her blue eyes wide and tail slightly fluffed; she didn't dare move, everything growing still as she observed the mouse's anxious movements. did i just blow it? she asked herself silently as she continued to crouch there in the concealment of the shadows, pink nose twitching and lips wrinkling as if she was drawing them back to finish the hunt. she was painfully aware that her white pelt made her stick out like a sore wound, so she relied on scant darkness to conceal her. a few painstaking moments went by, but eventually the small brown creature returned to its prior task of nibbling the seed, seemingly passing off the sound as a rustle in the bushes. snowfeather felt relief rush through her . . . like rainwater hitting parched soil. thank starclan above. the warrior inched nearer, petite paws moving quickly and softly across the ground. she lifted her plumy tail off of the ground, careful not to give her position away; her coral claws slid out, itching to sink into something.
indentsnowfeather slid a little closer and bunched her muscles as soon as she determined that she was close enough to strike. now!

indentsnowfeather bounded out of the furling ferns in a silent flurry of white, her paws outstretched and claws unsheathed to capture the mouse, which had taken notice of her and was fleeing. unfortunately for the she-cat, even experienced warriors had unlucky days; when the molly landed, she hit nothing but hard earth that jarred through her bones and stung her paw pads. she stood, looking down at her feet for a heartbeat before whipping her head up──deep blue eyes glowing with annoyance──to see the mouse scurry off with its life into the grass. "mousedung," snowfeather cursed out in a hiss, but she straightened, knowing she couldn't give up now. the pale-furred warrior had stalked the mouse for far too long. although she knew her quarry was as good as gone, snowfeather still took after it, sprinting across fallen pine needles and dodging brambles as she followed its warm scent. she pounded closer and closer, blue orbs slit with determination, until she could see the mouse's rump and skinny tail as it darted away from her. she came closer, paws eating up the earth, but then──the forest trembled as a great explosion shook it and shattered the sky.
indentsnowfeather skidded and slipped to a halt, legs clumsily tangling with shock. she gathered her paws beneath her, shook out her fur, and watched the sky erupt with debris, falling rock, and black, tar-like plumes of ash-ridden smoke. snowfeather wasn't at all surprised by this sight, but more by the fact that it was so close. the two-legs had been destroying the face of the mountains for moons now, but this was the closest explosion to the camp yet. mouse forgotten, the molly's mind went into overdrive as she realized that she needed to get home as soon as possible and see if anyone needed help. the white she-cat finally forced her limbs to unfreeze and sprinted for the camp, tearing through vegetation and kicking up leaves as she went. fear coursed through her and she prayed to starclan that everyone was all right, knowing that she was lucky to have avoided the blast. her mind was so clouded with worry and her vision so tinged by the falling ash that she didn't see the cat in front of her before it was too late. snowfeather slammed into the side of who she presumed was one of her clanmates, letting out a startled yelp as her world was reduced to flashes of ginger and green. she tumbled with the cat, who she now recognized by scent as redcloud, down a small embankment and when they rolled to a stop snowfeather jumped to her feet. her normally pristine white coat was prickled like that of a hedgehog and twigs stuck out from it in every which way. with eyes as big as saucers, she rushed to apologize to her clanmate and nudged his tabby shoulder tentatively, "redcloud! i'm so sorry! i didn't realize you were out here, too."

[Tordier]

Falconstream

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Warrior
39 Moons
Ace
Single
Mentoring Shadepaw
With Brightnoise,
Cedarkspark,
Ripplesong,
Newtcloud,
Shadepaw, and
Eveningkit

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With eyes narrowed against the dust and her ears twitching furiously to track the voices and movement around her. Falconstream pressed on. She might not be the biggest fan of kits, but as a warrior, it was still her duty to care for her weaker clanmates first. That meant that she was interested in verifying the health of the kits and queens first. Ashkit was safe and accounted for, and it seemed Cedarspark, Newtcloud, and Ripplesong were working together to get Eveningkit out of camp as well. Brightnoise and Bunnypaw were with them. They should know more about who was hurt and in need of help.
Shadepaw's voice cut through Falconstream's thoughts more clearly than a thunderbolt. It surprised Falconstream, but as she looked down at her apprentice and took in her determination, she could not deny the sort of willingness Shadepaw was displaying. Falconstream wished she had something concrete to say. Whatever answer she had would have to be good enough.
"Let's check with Brightnoise and see if anyone's hurt. Once we know everyone is safe, we can worry about the rest."
She might not have answers now, but she could get them. Falconstream trotted up to Brightnoise and got straight to the point. The medicine cat seemed preoccupied, and there was no reason to waste her time on pleasantries, but she at least waited for the medicine cat to finish instructing her apprentice before interrupting.
"Brightnoise, do you know if everyone in camp is accounted for? Shadepaw and I can help move the injured or have a look around for anyone still missing."

Tansyflower

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Elder
165 Moons
Straight
Single
With Brightnoise,
Cedarspark, and
Ashkit

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She moved her tail aside to allow Brightnoise to examine Ashkit. Tansyflower could only guess that the kit was fine, based on Brightnoise's apparent satisfaction with his health to the extent that she would leave again with Cedarspark. Brightnoise probably had a lot to busy herself with and Tansyflower was not one to get in the way of progress. She simply wrapped her tail around her little charge again and gave him a comforting lick on the head. Everything would be fine. Granny Tansyflower was on the job.

[wildsight]

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age. 32 ms gender. male rank. warrior mentors. frostpaw loc. territory mood. worried tags. snowfeather
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Redcloud hadn't stayed at camp very long after that sudden noise - it had sounded like a clap of thunder, though it was bright daylight outside with few clouds in the sky above. The tom let out a quiet sigh, the camp had become overrun like the clan had turn into mice in seconds. The ginger tom had quickly felt overwhelmed by the chaos, thus had found his way to the entrance and slipped out of camp like a snake might out of one's jaws. The tom raced out of camp, his paws pounding on the forest floor, keeping in sound rhythm with his racing heart. The tom had never felt so overwhelmed, but he knew that the medicine cat, Brightnoise had the camp under control. The medicine cat was a very capable feline after all. The tom continued on his way out of camp, his ears flicking as he scanned his surroundings. His ears still rang and for a few moment he wondered what in Starclan's name was that? There were hardly any clouds, and no rain so he doubted it was thunder. There wasn't many other options. A tree falling wouldn't sound like that - unless it was huge then perhaps. The tom let out a quiet breath, wondering where Slatestar and the others had ran off to. As a matter of fact, the dawn patrol hadn't even returned last he'd seen. That couldn't be good...he hoped that everything was all right. The tom continued to bound through the forest, finally slowing down as his legs began to tire and his heartbeat slowed. He let out a short breath, as he turned to listen to the sounds of his surroundings. They, were strangely quiet. Eerily so as a matter of fact. The tom's amber gaze flickered around the forest, his pelt prickling with dread. He began to trot through the forest once more, his amber eyes never resting in a single place for more than a moment, before moving elsewhere. He was so out of it, he never noticed the white she-cat bounding toward him. He let out a yowl as something bowled him over, rolling down a rather small embankment. His heart raced once more, but he only kept himself from lashing out by the scent of his fellow clanmate Snowfeather. He let out a low mrrow as he stumbled to his paws, nearly tumbling over once more as the she-cat nudged his shoulder. "It's alright Snowfeather. I didn't even see you", he said with a soft bit of laughter. Suddenly, he noticed the she-cat's wide eyes, and quickly looked her over. "Are you alright? Did you hear that noise? It didn't sound good", he asked, his voice now serious with a hint of worry. He hoped Snowfeather hadn't run into any trouble while she was out here alone - perhaps that would explain her fearful gaze and spiked pelt.

[deftonesly]

— ＴＯＢＩＡＳ ，

( 28 moons ) ( rogue ) ( where: edge of bearclan territory ) ( tags: mousepaw ) ( info )
my, was tobias good at this.
indentthis endless wandering. this quest for revenge. this . . . freedom. while he often found himself missing the company his old gang provided back in the city, the dark tom was his own out here. no one could tell him what to do. no one could hold him back. and the prey to be caught . . . the large tomcat didn't think he'd eaten so well in his whole life. he was a bit unused to the mountainous chill after spending so much time lurking in alleyways and abandoned buildings, however. but the best was that he still incited fear wherever he set his massive paws. no cat interacted with him here unless it was dire. everyone stayed away from the black ghost of the mountains. at times, though he enjoyed being feared, this fact bored tobias, and he went out looking for trouble or interaction with bearclan──precisely what he intended to do on this fine morning. he couldn't deny his curiosity for their way of life and the delight it gave him to converse with or prank cats while they were patrolling their boundaries.
indenttobias slid through the forest with little hesitation, unconcerned with the way he left his scent on the trees and underbrush──especially unconcerned for the prey he sent skittering off, having already eaten earlier that morning. drooping ferns grasped at his tabby back and tail as he passed by them, as if they wanted to hold him prisoner. no, tobias went on his merry way, nose full of foreign bearclan scents as he crossed the border and entered their precious terrain. after prowling for a good while with nothing but the buzz of insects humming in his pricked ears and the cool moss underfoot, the murmur of a stream stole the rogue's attention. he changed direction towards it, emerging from the cover of the shrubbery and plunging his wide muzzle into the icy waters to drink. the water was crystal clear and shallow, pleasant on his tongue.

indenthis drink was interrupted by a great explosion along the western border, eerily close to him. the sky immediately darkened with plumes of debris and smoke, and tobias, not usually frightened, was frozen with fear and shock, watching the sky warily. he rolled out of the way as a shower of dirt and rock cascaded down, taking shelter under the roots of a pine until the worst was over and only hazy smoke remained. casting his pale gaze around, he spotted an oak tree with low hanging branches, and decided to scale it so he could see what was happening from above. crossing the forest with care, he began his ascent. it was no secret that the humans were encroaching upon this land, meaning that he would probably have to move on soon and leave bearclan to its own dark fate. they were blowing up the mountain for a dark substance, coming closer and closer to the clan everyday. when he reached the top of the oak and crawled to the tip of the last branch that could bear his weight, he was met with the sight of fallen rocks and more smoke, as well as the nearby caterwauls of cats.
indentnow that was interesting indeed. tobias smirked and made his way back down the tree until his paws were on the forest floor once more. shaking out his thick coat and flexing his muscles, he headed off in the direction of the commotion, curiosity getting the best of him. he had nothing to fear, seeing as he could take on any of his soft neighbors with ease; humans, and their stupidity, were the only things that made his blood curdle. but what he came upon was rather unexpected. sliding out from behind a bramble bush, he stumbled upon a long-furred brown tabby, young and reeking of fear and blood. tobias halted in his tracks, peering at the stranger with cold, half-lidded eyes.
indentthe smaller cat turned to face tobias, eyes widening with a mix of fear and uncertainty, nose quivering like a frightened prey creature. the brown cat's left eye was swollen shut and bloodied. inwardly, tobias clicked his tongue, doubting the poor thing would see out of it again. he jerked his head in a curt nod, growling gruffly, "what in the hell happened to you, kid?" normally, tobias wouldn't even consider describing himself as the compassionate kind, but the tom before him clearly needed help, and he was willing to oblige. perhaps today would be prove to be interesting indeed. "anyone else from your lot around?"

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( 35 moons ) ( bearclan warrior ) ( where: bearclan territory ) ( tags: redcloud ) ( info )
snowfeather breathed a sigh of relief as the tom let out a low mrrow of laughter, letting her know that there was no harm done in her clumsiness. "it's alright snowfeather. i didn't even see you." his ginger face seemed to take on more concern as he got to his feet and looked her over. the white warrior realized inwardly that she probably looked frightful, and she subconsciously decided to lick her chest fur back into place, halting in her progress when redcloud added, "are you alright? did you hear that noise? it didn't sound good."
indentthe she-cat shook her pelt, forcing her spiked fur to flatten a tad. "oh, i'm fine, no problems here. running into you just startled me, is all. and yes, i heard it too." snowfeather cast her wide blue gaze towards the dark sky, sniffing the air. "i'm worried about the rest of the clan; i think that was the closest blast we've ever had. we should head back."

[Captain. A. Stark.]

nightwing.
[ location; bearclan border ] [ tags; softblaze ] [ the stars are my friends. ]

xxxthe female sniffed softly as she padded along the border, her tail waving gently behind her sleek, black furred frame. there was a bunch of hub-bub going on within the walls of her clan camp - something she couldn't be bothered with or wanted to be part of. she tended to stay out of familial and personal issues to the best of her ability - it made her anxiety spike and she hated having to twist her heart or let her guard down. although she wasn't a big part of the current issue, she was distracted. the she-cat's breath released in short huffs of admission to her feelings, allowing her emotions to succumb her thoughts to a nurturing pasture. sometimes.. just sometimes, she could let herself go beyond to the fields she was destined to be in when her time came. the youngster was quite eager to server her clan, but she dreamed of what it would be like to walk with starclan, to play with the siblings she never got to meet and the mother she barely remembered. but out of them all, she missed her father the most. bramblepelt had passed shortly after his mate, uneasily in a grapple with the unseen villains to the warriors - greencough. she had been unable to see or be in his presence during that horrifying time, the best she could do was peer at him through the small slips and cracks in the boulders leading to the medicine den. he had been weak, but the last his magnificent emerald orbs that she shared had met hers, she vowed that she would carry his legacy throughout her journey. having passed in isolation, she still regretted not having spent more time with her dad when she could. fawnburr had been so overcome with grief for the loss of nightwing's siblings that the most she could muster for a couple of weeks was to provide milk and a warm place to sleep for her one remaining kit. at times she swore that she could feel the tom's rough and warm tongue running through her knots of fur to tame the wild curls, and an attempt to soothe her ambition. she had been an excited, stuck up "furball," as a kit, that had lasted through to the point where she had lost both of the cats that she felt loved by. her road was rough, but here she was now. she had made a promise to her father who pranced along starclan with the rest of her lost family now, to keep her fire alive, even if it was subtle. through the cloudy reminiscing of her past, she failed to notice another figure in the sunlight streaming through the canopy of trees. it lead her straight into a collision, releasing a surprised mrow as she bumped right into who she recognized as softblaze. catching a glimpse of the other's fangs and scent, she was really a hard one to miss. nightwing must've really been buried in her head then, sniffling softly as she clumsily clambered to her lithe paws, her green gaze falling apologetically upon her clanmate, mustering up something to say between her running thoughts. "i-i'm so sorry. i wasn't looking where i was going, i'm so mousebrained at times.." she mewed, blinking and taking a breath before she continued, "are you okay?" she didn't want to be responsible for any injuries, that was definitely something she didn't want to add to her plate of thoughts and guilt. and besides her own feelings, she wasn't that well acquainted with softblaze where she could just say sorry and laugh it off. she only knew a small portion of the other's past, her being a rouge had left a few puzzle pieces among her stay with the clan. but anyone could see now that she was just as loyal and vigilant as one of their best warriors, and she would never stop growing as a strong she-cat. the ebony pelted female awaited the other's response, her eyes drifting down to watch a dead leaf on the ground, which crackled and popped as it broke under her weight.

[SunnyStreets]

❝ ѕнadepaw
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( apprentice ) ( #Falconstream) ( camp )

With a muted okay, Shadepaw followed her mentor over to the medicine cats, gazing around anxiously. Her eyes alighted on Cedarspark, just carrying Eveningkit out of the den and she felt a pang of worry for the kit. The apprentice adored watching the kit run around camp, and loved to play with him. She wished desperately that he - and no cat - were injured too badly.

[size=150]❝ cedarѕparĸ
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( tom ) ( 31 moons ) ( warrior ) ( #newtcloud, eveningkit, ripplesong, brightnoise ) ( camp )

Trying to breath as shallowly as possible, the grey warrior wrinkled his nose. He gently padded through the camp, ears pinned back nervously. Wincing, he trod upon small stones every other step but he went slowly, not wanting to drop Eveningkit or bump the two she-cats flanking him. He let out his breath as they left the cave, stepping out into the not exactly perfect air, but definitely better. He flattened himself to the ground for Eveningkit to be taken off, and as soon as his son had been helped off by his mother, Cedarspark stood up. "Shall I go see if I can scavenge any prey from the forest, for any injured cats?

❝ вυииуραω
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( medicine cat apprentice ) ( #brightnoise ) ( camp )

Nodding and ducking past the anxious cats crowding her mentor, she hurried to the medicine den; relieved to get a few moments of peace. Any of that relief was soon wiped clear though, as she saw the herbs coated in the nasty dust. She shook off as many as possible and scurried back outside to the edge of their territory. Locating Eveningkit and the queens she questioned them about what had happened. "How's Eveningkit? How was he injured, and can i see your back, Newtpounce?" she asked briskly, having mainly recovered. "How do you feel?"

❝ jacĸdawpoυnce
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( nonbinary ) ( 34 moons ) ( warrior ) ( #ratscar, willowpaw ) ( territory)

[size=85]Struggling to understand what was happening, Jackdawpounce stared hard at Ratscar. His mouth moved but they heard nothing. Nibbling their lip, they shook their head. Gesturing with their tail, they pointed first to their ears then to the deputy's mouth. They kneaded the earth beneath their paws anxiously, terrified about what was wrong. They glanced back at willowpaw's injury and was reminded of camp and their clanmates- would they be injured. Breathing hard, they managed to stutter out- discovering it was very difficult to speak without hearing yourself- "C-camp O.. Ok?"/size]

[Chaotic_Affection]

❥ Timber
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Molly || 21 moons || Outsider || Pregnant
Location: near western mines || Tags: Faircrown, Slatestar, Smokeheart, & Hickoryfoot

The she-cat looked at the large tom in confusion, she flattened her ears ever-so-slightly with a very small– yet confused smile, “No, I’m not– I’m sorry,” Timber spoke in a soft tone– but her voice was rough from inhaling all the dust and ash, the cat must’ve been expecting to find one of his clanmates. She could only guess that they might’ve been separated in the mishap of the distraction. Timber suddenly felt guilty, although this encounter possibly saved her, it probably added more stress on this cat’s shoulders.
She listened to the cat speak, he seemed genuinely concerned– it was something she wasn’t used too and she wasn’t quite sure how to react. “I’m okay, I think– my ankle hurts a little, but I can just walk it off I’m sure,” Timber reassured him, she wasn’t lying– she felt fine aside from an aching ankle. “I’m Timber,” She said in reply to his introduction, “Brightnoise? They must be your medicine cat, right?” The feline asked curiously.
As a voice rang through the area, Timber couldn’t help but jump to her paws in surprise. She hadn’t heard these cats approach, which wasn’t much of a surprise considering how distracted she was with the whole situation. She listened to the cats as they reunited, there was three of them. They obviously cared for each other within the clan. Though when she realized that there were eyes one her, she looked back at the cat skeptically– almost anxiously.
Though a hiss towards the back drew her attention, though Timber realized that it had been directed towards her. She flattened her ears against her skull as he spoke, “I didn’t mean too,” Timber spoke in a solemn tone, she hadn’t even realized she had ran into a clan’s territory until now. Which would explain why all the cats had been drawn here.
Though his first statement took a moment to process– she perked back up, “The two-legs have been placing these round things in the ground, I think that those might be the source of all this!” Timber said, though the statement was rushed as she tried to get it out quick.

➸ Softblaze
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Molly || 22 moons || Warrior
Location: near bearclan territory || Tags: Nighwing

The black she-cat leapt to her paws after hearing another destructive explosion near the western mines, she’d just finished helping aid a few cats out of camp. She began to make way towards the area she heard the great explosion, picking up her pace as she left camp and paced herself trough the territory– dodging around trees and leaping over stones that lay in the earth. Though she came to a walk as she came upon the border, where a familiar cat bumped into her side. She let out a huff of annoyance, but it wasn’t quite directed at the opposite black she-cat– rather the whole situation. “I’m fine,” She purred in reply to her clanmates concerns, “Are you?” Softblaze asked, she assumed that the cat was fine considering that the blow wasn’t very rough– but she decided that it’s polite to ask anyways.
Softblaze lifted her muzzle skyward, taking in a deep breath. She paused, and managed to get out a stifled hiss, “There’s an outsider,” She flattened her ears against her skull, her black nose twitched as she picked up another scent, “With Mousepaw.” Before allowing Nightwing to react, Softblaze started towards the scent in a quick-paced trot. But as she got closer and closer, her short legs moved quicker and quicker. Softblaze was one to attack before even questioning the situation, all that mattered to her was her clanmate’s safety. She wasn’t quite all rational.
The she-cat’s pace picked up into a full sprint as she bursted through underbrush, and without hesitation– Softblaze leapt to the outsider that stood near the apprentice. With unsheathed claws she grabbed hold of the cat, the blunt force as the two collided caused both cats the fall. She managed to grab his ear on her jaws, her fangs piercing the flesh.