[ ◆ - 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘯 ]

[tealfeather]

skybird { territory. vixennight. }
>> she/her. warrior. twenty-one moons.
>> white cat with heterochromia.

The white cat burst out of camp and into the forest. After noticing that Vixennight had been there recently, she bounded after the other cat, and despite not being able to run that fast, she caught up quickly. "Hey," she called, pausing for breath, "what's up?"

[ Cinderwing is just vibing if anyone wants to tag him ]

[cinnamoncat312]

Orchidpaw
molly; 8 moons; russian blue w/ green eyes; mentions: none; tags: Oakfang

"I know." Orchidpaw sighed, finally getting out of her fluffy-brained state. As she caught up to her mentor, she called: "I can maneuver cliffs just fine, thank you!" She ran ahead, her nimble paws easily leapng over the most slippery parts of the rocks. She looked behind her and grinned at Oakfang cheekily. Then she landed. Landed. She looked down in horrified determination. Her claws scrambled against the wet rock. Nothing to hold onto. She took a deep breath and, with no other option besides falling onto some very sharp rocks, she leaped. She soared as far as possible and landed in the river with a large splash. She shivered in the cold water and quickly got out and shook her fur out. She smiled at Oakfang, refusing to be embarrased.

Vixennight

molly; 28 moons; pale silver tabby w/ yellow eyes; mentions: none; tags: Skybird

Vixennight bristled, nearly jumping in surprise. She cleared her throat and shifted her paws to make room for the older warrior. "Ah, Skybird. Hello." She said calmly, raising her tail in greeting. "How are you today?" She looked pensively at the snow-white she-cat. What strangely beautifyl eyes she had. Vixennight wondered what she would look like if she had eyes such as those.

[RobinWing.]

Raingaze
tags: Plumsparrow, Sparrowtail

"I know of a few," Raingaze answered Plumsparrow. "I know marigold, dock, catmint, alder, burdock.." the silvery tom trailed off, furrowing his brow as he tried to recall more. "As I kit, I'd always bother the medicine cat and she would put me to work to get me, quite literally, off her tail," he purred, enjoying the fond memories as they came back. "If we see any, I'm sure they'd be put to good use."

At Plumsparrow's sign to stop and hush, he froze and glanced around. The scent of rabbit filled his nostrils and he saw the bunny's ears sticking up through the grass. He crouched and listened to the plan before weaving his way through the undergrowth to get to his position. After a few moments, Raingaze heard Plumsparrow's yowl and soon after the thumping of the rabbit's strong back legs kicking the ground as it ran away. He readied himself and bunched his muscles, preparing to give chase. He's tail thwacked the ground as the tom watched Sparrowtail pounce at the rabbit, but instead go sprawling. Aw, bad luck! he thought. His eyes widened as the rabbit bounded in his direction. Raingaze unsheathed his claws, reared up, and attempted to slam his big white paws down on the rabbit, but unfortunately missed. He tore after the bouncy-brown-blurr, matching it turn for turn. With a final leap, he felt his claws sink into fur. The tom delivered a quick bite and the rabbit went limp. He picked it up and trotted back to his clanmates, struggling to catch his breath through the prey's fluff pressed up against his nose. He dropped it near Plumsparrow and Sparrowtail, waiting patiently to see if they would continue hunting or if they were done for the morning. He gave Sparrowtail's shoulder a friendly headbutt. "You'll have better luck next time," Raingaze purred, hoping the tom wasn't too embarrassed. "Rabbits are tough! Too quick for their own good!"

[tealfeather]

skybird { territory. vixennight. }
>> she/her. warrior. twenty-one moons.
>> white cat with heterochromia.

Skybird easily kept up an even pace with Vixennight. "Good. Looking for something to do, and I'm glad I found you, so I don't have to do whatever I end up doing alone." She never was the type of cat to thrive on her own, and she knew it. She worked best when able to bounce off of others. Noticing the attention on her eyes, she blinked one at a time and then winked with a smile. "What're you up to? Lone patrol? Hunting? An adventure?"

[eleutheromania]

❄ Ｅｌｍｔｏｏｔｈ
― "large medium furred black tom with green-yellow eyes and one overgrown fang."
❲ tom ❳ ❲ 75 moons ❳ ❲ warrior ❳ ❲ mentions⎬ - ❳ ❲ tags⎬ frostpaw ❳

to the tom, watching from the side lines he could tell that frostpaw seemed to be getting confused with the situation. he settled himself in his spot, lingering just beyond the shadows as his apprentice attempted to figure out where he was or what was going on. elmtooth moved forward one paw at a time, careful of his footing until he could no longer do so without being visible. as frostpaw turned his head, he sprung forward from the tom's left side.

the black feline made no move to slow his pace but he would not put his full force behind it. the first goal was to barrel into the tom's side, if he was lucky enough to get that close. knocking frostpaw off balance would give him a greater advantage than that of his current surprise attack. he was only a few foxlengths away so in a matter of seconds he would either be knocking into his apprentice's side or trying to grab a hind leg with sheathed claws to accomplish the same goal. if his reflexes weren't fast enough, then frostpaw was one step closer to being ready despite the horrible events clouding the clan's mind.

[Ember1989]

Shadowkit | female | 5 moons | kit | Tag: open

Shadow shook as she thought of the huge explosion that killed her parents. How she had run to find them both dead. “I can’t look after myself...” she meowed. The kit looked around. She knew she had to get away from here. The smell of ash stung her nose. “I guess I should go...” she sighed and padded off, still in shock.

[Chaotic_Affection]

❥ Timber
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Molly || 21 moons || Outsider || Pregnant
Location: camp || Tags: Scarabstar < mentioned

The bright eyed molly had grown anxious and restless, resulting in some exploration. Timber padded through the underbrush just outside of the clan’s camp, searching for useless items to distract herself with. Though as she walked on, her ankle began to ache and she couldn’t find anything worth her attention. Giving the area another glance, she turned tail and made her way back towards camp. Her hurried pace slowed to a walk, limping ever-so-slightly as the barely noticeable pain had become a little more evident. The crater in the earth was pretty deep, she was thankful that Faircrown had managed to get her out– and especially thankful that her ex-mate hadn’t discovered her first.
She huffed to herself as she took a spot in a particularly sunny area. What if Shadowstep is to ever find her? What would he do? Should she simply go back to him?
Though her anxiety-causing thoughts where disrupted as the lanky oriental leader padded around, his pale eyes searching through camp, though he eventually moved to examine the fresh-kill pile. With a blink of her blue eyes, her gaze began to comb through the camp, the cats have seemed to calm down since the initial explosion, they were all now simply chatting among each other. Clan-cat lives seem so much more different than her rogue clan life had been, despite living in a group the rogues seemed to always work alone– but in Bearclan everyone worked together to solve issues and work out problems. From the looks of it, clan-life left cats with tight bonds between each other due to having to work together as they did. Timber’s observing was caught up with another thought, her brows furrowed for only a brief moment as she hauled herself to her paws.

➸ Softblaze
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Molly || 22 moons || Warrior
Location: camp || Tags: none — open

Softblaze’ jaws gaped in a wide yawn, she drew her rough tongue over her nose and her protruding fangs. She slid down from the flat stone that sat directly in the sun, her sleek coat catching the light and making her fur appear as if it had been freaking rained on. The black molly stretched her rather short limbs, and padded off towards the fresh-kill pile, gently grabbing a mouse in her maw and carrying it off to a secluded spot in a corner of the well-known camp so she could eat in peace– something she claimed she didn’t get much of.

[cinnamoncat312]

Orchidpaw
molly; 8 moons; russian blue w/ green eyes; mentions: none; tags: Oakfang

"I know." Orchidpaw sighed, finally getting out of her fluffy-brained state. As she caught up to her mentor, she called: "I can maneuver cliffs just fine, thank you!" She ran ahead, her nimble paws easily leapng over the most slippery parts of the rocks. She looked behind her and grinned at Oakfang cheekily. Then she landed. Landed. She looked down in horrified determination. Her claws scrambled against the wet rock. Nothing to hold onto. She took a deep breath and, with no other option besides falling onto some very sharp rocks, she leaped. She soared as far as possible and landed in the river with a large splash. She shivered in the cold water and quickly got out and shook her fur out. She smiled at Oakfang, refusing to be embarrased.

Vixennight

molly; 28 moons; pale silver tabby w/ yellow eyes; mentions: none; tags: Skybird

Vixennight flicked her ears and smiled. She restrained herself from rolling her eyes and started to lightly pad along the path in front of them. "Yes, a lone patrol." She mewed, waving her tail low to the ground. She snapped her head up at the sound of a twig snapping. Her ears perked up and swiveled around, searching for the animal. She heard rustling in the elderberry bush ahead of them. "Did you hear that?" She whispered, dropping to a crouch. Perhaps it was a crow, perhaps it was a rogue. Either way the silver molly was ready to attack.

[Ember1989]

Shadowkit | female | 5 moons | kit | Tag: open

The young kit wasn’t sure if calling out for help would be wise. Her parents were dead and she was sad and scared. “Hello? Is there anyone out here?” Shadow called out just a bit nervous as she did so. What if she was found by two legs or worse, dogs? She coughed a bit as the smell of ash stung her nose. She called out as loud as her tiny voice allowed

[RobinWing.]

Duskbreeze
tags: Faircrown

The dark tom fluffed out his fur and relaxed a little when as he watched Faircrown bolt after another leaf. He felt a purr rise in his throat, and this time he didn't cut it short. He hadn't felt like this around another clanmate since he was an apprentice. He bounded after the ginger tom and gave him a small nudge on his shoulder, careful to be gentle enough to not unbalance him. "I don't know what's making you seem so wobbly, but I doubt you'll feel like this forever," he meowed in a reassuring tone. "If it doesn't fix itself, Brightnoise is a very skilled medicine cat. She'll probably be able to help."

Duskbreeze's nose twitched at the smell of fresh water. He hadn't noticed how dry his mouth was until he realized how close they were. It wasn't long before they reached the stream. With a happy flick of his tail, the black tom crouched and lapped at the cool stream. After he had his fill, he carefully waded into the water, enjoying the feeling of the water flowing around his paws. He stretched his toes out and let some grit and ash be washed from under his claws and from between his toe pads.

Dawncloud
tags: Shadow(kit)

Dawncloud padded silently through the trees, he dainty paws making it easy for her to quickly pick her way through and avoid crackling twigs and crunchy leafs. She had caught herself a mouse, and a long, soft feather in case some of the younger cats needed cheering up, on her morning walk. the she-cat was now on her way back to the place where she had buried her finds, and then back to camp. Suddenly, Dawncloud's white and brown splotchy coat bristled slightly. She shook her head and pricked her ears. What did I just hear? Still as stone, she waited and listened. It wasn't long before she heard another cry. She took off in the direction of the noise, only slowing when she picked up the scent of another cat. From there, she decided it would be best to remain hidden until she was sure there was no danger.

Lowering herself into a crouch, Dawncloud quietly followed the scent on the wind. That's no scent I recognize... When she felt she was close enough, she quickly picked her way up a tree and stalked out onto a limb to scan the area. It took her a few moments, but her blue gaze soon landed on a small, dark ball of mewling fur. Feeling somewhat relieved that it was only a kit, she waited to see if anyone else would happen to approach. Perhaps the kits parent's would hear her and come get her. She didn't want to get caught playing with a rogue or loner's kit; it could lead to trouble if they took her as a threat. When Dawncloud was sure that she and the kit were alone, she dropped back down the tree trunk and slowly approached the young cat. "Hello," Dawncloud mewed gently, a hint of purr in her voice. She didn't want to spook the kit. "Are you okay?"