[RoxyTBDW]

MistClan
Last Explore Post | Last Response Received

Miststar gathered her herbs and headed home. As she put each herb back in the storage in the right places, she began to wonder. She was curious who those cats were and decided that she would just go to sleep and wait. She dreamed about two cats. Her, and her mother. Her mother was running, but from what? Miststar was being held like a kit... Wait.. she was a kit! Mistkit struggled and mewed to get out of her mother's grasp. Her mother, Cherrynose dropped her in a bush and nursed her there. Mistkit struggled to get away from her mother, as she is NOT a kit anymore! Just then, dogs broke through the bushes and her mother ran with Mistkit. She ran all the way to the edge of the forest. She dropped the kit into a small bush, and disappeared. Her disappearance followed with noises of dogs tackling something, and hissing and yowling. Then it stopped. Miststar's kithood was being retold in her dream.. She struggled through the bush, and was picked up by her caretaker. Miststar awoke, startled. "I hate that dream," she hissed quietly. She began to groom herself. She licked her chest. When she was done, Miststar walked away into the trees again to patrol.
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-- cats on patrol
Miststar | She/her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

-- custom predators / prey
N/A

-- level 1
experience: 56

-- items in inventory used
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-- active quests:
N/A

-- opted in to death?
No

-- inventory
Bugs | 1 FP | x1
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

Ragwort Leaves | x1
Dock | x1
Elder leaf | x1
Lavender | x2
herb | x0

[faelyn]

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mice| one fp| x zero
finchxxx| two fp | x zero
squirrelxxx| two fp | x zero
duckx|three fp | x two
rabbit | three fp | xone
mink | four fp | x one
fp of choice| two fp | x one

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goatweed | usage | x six
oak leaves |usage | x three
nightshade |usage | x one
stick |usage | x one
goldenrod |usage | x four
sorrel |usage | x one
honeyxx| usage | x one
comfrey root |usage | x one
herb of choice |usage | x one

items in inven. used;;
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level 3 -- 251/400XP
word count #415 words

opted into death;;
yes! <3 here!

active quests;;
quest one --> n/a


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snakes, foxes, wolverines, bears

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tldr;; essie + quinn play around with the stick they found!! they chase each other around for it...
but in the end essie comes out victorious!

if her tears could be bottled, collected like fallen rain… there would be enough to fill an entire
ocean. a thousand seas at a time as they cascaded down from her eyes.. down to her cheeks.
down to the earth below.

for so long.. no one had truly been there to catch her tears as they fell. only the rain, a gentle
storm to ease the hush that had always been there. following her wherever she would ever
wander, and it was still here. even with the clear skies that rushed to chase away the dreamy
plumes of lost shadows, even when he was here. eyes twinkling with a light that not even the
stars themselves could hold.

but the silence... it was still there.
the sinking feeling that seemed to tear at her heart entire. something that seemed like it was
meant to be there, like the ghost of the guardian angel she didn’t have.
or.. once had.

“not now, quinn.” gently guiding the little stick away with a delicate paw, it wasn’t long until
the tickle of the twig faltered. almost unexistent until… until she turned away.

it was only then when it came again.
first, a delicate tickle.. a gentle touch, then.. a confident nudge.

“oh.. you..” turning a little to reveal those gold eyes that held entire galaxies and their
brightness that seemed almost too perfect to be true, a laugh fluttered upon his lips. the
sweetest thing she
had ever heard.

the sweetest thing til his footsteps became an entire tango, leading him to a place far beyond her.

“quinn! you- come back here!” and.. of course-- he didn’t.
instead he led her to the morning star.. in all of its glory as it fell to the earth below, softly
dwindling. softly wishing. softly comforting as gold lights dappled reality with a gentleness that
seemed almost ethereal.

then… he was gone.
“quinn? quinn?”

“boo.”
gently batting those features that were curled ever so delicately into a grin, she matched it.
matched the twinkle adorning his eyes. match that lopsided grin that seemed far too
innocent to be true.

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“did i scare you?”
nose gently touching his, his grin faltered, replaced by a softer smile as he leaned in closer. close enough to hear her hushed response.
“come on, quinn.. really? me… scared? let me remind you.. i’m fearless.”


“are you now?”
a delicate pause flittered into reality, before a lyrical melody broke it. shattered it rather. “fearless enough to take that cursed stick.”

[Vivika]

✦ ASPEN GROVE !!

x( asterlie ✦ archive ✦ last post )

He was on her mind.

Valerius. The first of her budding clan and to lose him to the gods to something as trivial as sickness… she shook her head. She needed to keep moving.

But the gods were in the winds, this morning. And they wouldn’t let her forget.

They were in the song, the lilting melody of the songbirds, and the sweet rustle of the morning breeze through the leaves. They were in the little things, a little bird’s first song and in the chipmunk’s cheeky chitter. They were in the light, the warm glorious sunlight dappling from above.

And she let it go.

The little worries and doubts, the fear and insecurities, a haunting vortex lurking within. She immersed herself into the moment, one with nature, with the wind and with the light. And perhaps… it would be alright. He'd be alright.

A blue songbird draped in the colors of azure and cerulean poked its head out a hollow. Small talons scraped along the side of its home, before tossing a few dried leaves out. A little spring cleaning ━ a songbird’s junk into another’s treasure. Her treasure. (+1 goldenrod, +1 comfrey root, +1 foxglove seeds)

The forest quieted, dulling to a hush. In a blink of an eye, the ambience changed. Squirrels darted into hollows, birds drifted to higher branches and songs screeched to a halt.

Silence reigned. If only for a moment.

She heard it then, the new tune sidling in, a low hiss sweeping through the tall grass. Her ears pricked as she pivoted on her paw, gaze searching━

A flash. Distinctive alternating banding of dark and light striking from the foliage, the serpent’s fanged mouth wide. Before it slumped, head hitting the dirt.

Her jaws parted. How…

Emerald eyes met hers, the barest glimmer of triumph touching her muzzle. Theresia. Her tail flicked, head tilted in a slight shake. “You should be careful. Cobras aren’t exactly friendly unlike… your bird friends.” A shrug. “Here. I caught something along the way.”

A little toss and a bushy-tailed creature landed at her paws. (+3FP squirrel)
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✦ totals (opted out for death)

xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ asiya (10% hunger), theresia (10% hunger)
xxxxxname (00% hunger), name (00% hunger), name (00% hunger)

xxsickness stats for valerius (healed!)
xxxx↳ valerius (not sick!)

xxxp stats
xxxx↳ +20XP for writing, +10XP for patrol sent, +5XP for predator battle
xxxxxx+3XP for prey, +3XP for herbs, +10XP for healing sickness


xxprey + herb finds for patrol
xx+3FP squirrel
xx+1 comfrey root, +1 foxglove seeds, +1 goldenrod

xxitem finds
xxxx↳ n/a

xxlevels
xxxx↳ +51XP →level 1 (113/200XP)
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✦ notes: hello + welcome back! your username and your cats’ name are so pretty, ahh. your explore post also looks
perfect ─ no changes necessary! <33

regarding your question, quests are actually given by one of our two npcs (fennel + furzetuft) ━ a writer will let
you know when one pops up and ask you to link it there! that aside, it’s not something you need to worry about! ^^

and there has been a few changes to explore since you've last posted! most of that can be read on the explore
thread's front page if you’d like to take a peak! i think you’ve figured most of it out, but feel free to reach out
if you have any questions or would like a really quick rundown of updates ━ i can certainly do that for you! <33

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[sunny-skies]

Clan of Eternal Sun

the sun had just begun to peek over the horizon, casting a dim light over the desert sands. coyotesun's brow was knitted, the young leader deep in thought as he led the trio of cats behind him. the previous night's events seemed to linger in his mind, no matter how hard he tried to clear his thoughts, and he still puzzled over what may have caused it. after all, such a sighting wasn't easy to forget.

nobody spoke. aside from the occasional glance exchanged with one another, the patrol kept to themselves. though, in all honesty, coyotesun couldn't help but feel grateful for it. the last thing that he wanted to do was worry about whatever had happened, much less give his clanmates an explanation for it. it wasn't like he had one. coyotesun had about as much of an idea as the rest of the clan did. though he knew that he'd have to discuss it at some point, of course, he would much rather wait until the right time. at least for now, while he still tried to make sense of it all.

hopeful for a distraction, coyotesun threw all of his focus into hunting. the tom knew the desert well, and his eyes were keen to catch the smallest details within the sands. it had taken him little time catch the familiar sight of a desert toad, whose dull body was well-camouflaged among the similarly-colored stones it rested upon. a few moments later, he had successfully pinned it under his claws. (+3fp)

"coyotesun!" everstumble flanked coyotesun's side, the tuft of fur that hung over his eyes swaying slightly as he spoke. it never failed to puzzle coyotesun how they could even see, much less hunt, with it covering their face. "look at what I found,"
it set down their catch, a limp lizard alongside a few herbs, in front of their paws. (+2fp, +1 wintergreen, +1 alder bark)

coyotesun's gaze flickered over to obsidianwatcher and honeybreeze as the two approached, catching notice of the familar-looking leaves that the latter carried in her jaws. foraging for herbs was usually no easy task in their territory, and it had come as a surprise to see so many of them flourish in such dry weather. nevertheless, the hint of greenery in the desert was always a welcome sight. (+1 ragwort leaves, +1 mint)

+30xp for 487 words written
+10xp for patrol sent
+10% hunger

total :

+49xp | +1 wintergreen, +1 alder bark, +1 ragwort leaves, +1 mint | +3fp (desert toad), +2fp (lizard) | level 1 (97/200)

BlizzardClan

eager at the opportunity for a meal, froststar quickly sank down into a low crouch. the grass brushed softly against his belly as he slunk forward, throwing an occasional glance beside him. he was on his own, after all. with nobody else to keep a lookout, it was up to him to keep an eye out for any potential dangers. fortunately the trees were sparse enough for him to get a clear view of his surroundings, and he could easily glimpse what lay beyond them. if something was nearby, he'd be able to make a quick escape back to the safety of his den. at least, that's what he hoped.

the area was much too quiet for his liking. he had already felt alone to begin with, but the continual silence of the forest had begun to unnerve him. only the soft whistle of the wind and the occasional rustle of leaves seemed to reach his ears. luckily, though, the lack of surrounding scents and sounds made the mouse's scent trail easy enough to follow. froststar had little experience hunting himself, as he hardly had to worry about feeding himself when he was with his twolegs. now, he only had himself to rely on for his next meal.

the soft brown pelt of a mouse soon came into froststar's sight as it skittered among the leaves. he moved toward it with caution, careful not to scare if off with his pawsteps. once it was just within the tom's reach, he sprung forward, closing his claws around the creature's round body. froststar must have gotten lucky with such a successful catch, or perhaps he truly was a better hunter than he had thought. (+2fp)

as he bent down to grab the limp mouse in his jaws, a glint of sunlight caught the corner of his eye. he raised his head as he gave the area a quick once-over, his gaze caught by of an assortment of leaves and roots that sprouted within the nearby shrubbery. the residual morning dew that rested upon them glistened, reflecting off glints of sunlight. he gave them a delicate sniff, inhaling the faintly sweet sent that they carried. (+1 juniper berries, +1 burnet, +1 mallow leaves, +1 fennel)

froststar had just turned to move along when a sudden, loud crack disrupted the otherwise silent clearing. the tom gave a start, his eyes wide in alarm as he whipped around to face where the sound had come from. his gaze was quickly met with an unfamiliar molly, whose dark, mottled fur easily stood out against the foliage. upon further observation, he could see a broken twig rested underneath her paws. "oh! I didn't mean to startle you," the stranger shot him an apologetic grin as she spoke.

"I'm furzetuft. I'm so sorry to intrude like this, but..." she paused for a moment, her expression thoughtful. "my clan's in a bit of a rough spot, you see. we're missing quite a few herbs, and I've spent the whole morning trying to gather some. no luck, so far." she shrugged, though the note of desperation in her voice was evident, "I know it's a bit silly to ask, but do you think you'd have anything to spare? I don't need much, and I would be more than happy to give something in return for the trouble."

furzetuft has requested help from your patrol, and it looks like she might have something to give them in return! will your patrol decide to help her out by giving her one herb?

+25xp for 324 words written
+10xp for patrol sent
+0% hunger (2 free posts left!)

total :

+41xp | +1 juniper berries, +1 burnet, +1 mallow leaves, +1 fennel | +2fp (mouse) | level 0 (41/100)

[Vivika]

✦ FAERIE !!

x( faelyn ✦ archive ✦ last post )

He was her star. Her morning star of the gold dawns and her thousand stars of the navy seas of the night. He was her shooting star, her comets and her galaxies. Her universe.

A gift.

Her greatest gift. One she wouldn't trade for all the kingdoms of this realm. Not for fame or fortune, nor power or glory, nor respect or admiration. She needn’t have her name in lights, when they were already enraptured in the light of his starry eyes.

Even despite his obsessive love for that cursed stick.

She batted a gentle paw along his jaw as he lunged forward, pulling at the stick in her grasp. “Quinn, no.” A chuckle bubbled from her chest. Her head skimmed his. “It’s rightfully mine━”

A snap shattered the silence.
And there, upon the earthy dirt between her paw lay two halves of a broken stick.

The gentle horror gracing his delicate features made her pause, her heart stilling.

He lowered his head, poking the two ends with his nose. Then, a tiny grin peeked at the edges of his muzzle. “Well, now we have two sticks.”

Her brows arched. “It’s… two halves of one stick, Quinn.”

“Nah, it’s two.” His gold eyes twinkled. “See? One… two.”

“I can count━”

A little critter swooped down. Feathers cloaked with the palest rosy shades fluttered, before tiny talons closed around an end of the stick, snatching it up. A curious songbird looking to play this little game, too.

“Hey!” A soft chime of protest from the angel by her side. “Hey, no, that’s━ you can’t have that.”

“Quinn…”

A quick pounce and a startled chirp signalled the start of a new game. The game of predator and prey ━ perhaps a game of life. And judging by the newfound silence, a winner had already triumphed.

His head of wild curls whipped back, starry eyes shining with the light of a thousand dawns. “I got it. And the stick.” (+2FP finch)
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xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ essie (20% hunger), quinn (20% hunger)
xxxxxname (00% hunger), name (00% hunger), name (00% hunger)

xxxp stats
xxxx↳ +60XP for writing, +20XP for patrol sent
xxxxxx+4XP for prey


xxprey + herb finds for patrol
xx+2FP finch
xx+ no herbs </3

xxlevels
xxxx↳ +84XP → level 3 (335/400XP)
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✦ notes: n/a! <33

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[Vivika]

✦ OCEAN CLAN !!

x( bunnoblizzard ✦ archive ✦ last post )

If the skies could fall, they were falling now.

The world was trembling, shaking to its core, solid ground disintegrating from beneath her. Colors and shapes blurred into a white, soundless noise ━ from the chartreuse hues of sun-bathed leaves to the prismatic shades of morning dew captured along the treetops. Even the skies lavished with shades of rose golds and pale pinks seemed… duller, obscured by the shadows hanging over her head. Over the clan.

Peachcrown shivered.

Her thoughts, a swarm of bees, stinging as they rebounded and returned. Queen’s crazed eyes tainted with crimson. Blossomfleck’s serpentine hiss. Mushrooms. Flowers. Poison.

She closed her eyes, tugging a sharp breath in. Steady. She couldn’t lose it now, couldn’t lose herself to the storm raging around her, couldn’t fall apart when she needed to hold on. To hold on tight.

One step at a time. Prey, herbs… then Bolin.
And then━

“You alright?” Snowshell nudged her shoulder, a faint crease between her brows. Her dark eyes settled on hers. "I know with the current situation..."

“Yeah.” She lifted her chin, managing a faint smile. “I think so. I just... wait━”

Snowshell tensed. “What is it? Did you see something?”

“Just… just some herbs.” Her paws coiled around a small, shrubby plant, claws gently skimming the leaves. Dark little beetles skittered over the leaves, nibbling off tiny pieces. Her head tilted, a small smile playing at her muzzle. If the little bugs could eat these, they could too. “Here, help me out?” (+1 sorrel, +1 FP bugs, +1FP bugs)

“Should be careful with that plant behind you.” Soft words from a fast-approaching figure. Mothrunner. She glided across the terrain as if an angel, her paws like wings caught in the winds. Silent and stealthy. And fast. In her jaws rested a slick, limp creature… one who’d seen better days. (+3FP frog)

Mothrunner tossed her head, settling atop a log. “That plant… stinging nettle, I believe? I heard it causes itches.”

A quieter huff and Puddlefern eased his way to the front, unsheathing his claws. “I can help with that.” (+1 stinging nettle)
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xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ peachcrown (10% hunger), snowshell (10% hunger)
xxxxxpuddlefern (10% hunger), mothrunner (10% hunger)**

xxprevious patrol hunger stats (patrol fed!)
xxxx↳ rosetta (30% hunger)

xxxp stats
xxxx↳ +120XP for writing, +20XP for patrol sent
xxxxxx+10XP for prey, +4XP for herbs


xxxxxprey + herb finds for patrol
xxxxx+3FP frog, +1FP bugs, +1FP bugs
xxxxx+1 stinging nettle, +1 sorrel

xxxxxitems finds
xxxxxxx↳ n/a

xxxxxlevels
xxxxxxx↳ +154XP → level 5 (358/650XP)
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✦ notes: hello there! i hope you’re doing well!

* regarding your last patrol, you’d actually need 10FP to reset peachcrown, wanderer, bolin and rosetta to 0% hunger! remember that 1FP removes 10% hunger and you’ve only used 7FP (3FP squirrel + 3FP squirrel + 1FP mouse)! this means that rosetta will keep some of her hunger and have 30% hunger leftover! please let me know if you have any questions or if you'd like some help with this ─ i know math can definitely be a little confusing! <33

** from a quick search, i don’t believe mothrunner has been on patrol in the past ─ she’ll be at 10% hunger instead at 30%! ^^

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[coffee.berry]

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Last Explore Post | Last Response Received


"No, no, no, no this can't be good.." Cloudpelt stuttered. "One second. There might be some bright eye around here." Cloudpelt looked over by a bush. "Wait, Cloudpelt! Look, Mosspaw has some herbs in her mouth. Is there some bright eye in there?" Oakspeck exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah! There is.. Put Mosspaw down, I'll fix her wound." Cloudpelt licked Mosspaw's wound, just like she'd seen Saltwater do, and then took the juice out of the bright eye, putting it on top of Mosspaw's wound. Then, she placed the flowers on top so it would heal.

"Oakspeck, I'll take Mosspaw back home to the clan and you can hunt. I'll come back if you don't appear until sunset! Also, stay away from cats who aren't friendly, and stick to hunting." Cloudpelt said, and took Mosspaw onto her back, and left.

A crow was sitting on the tree, looking at him. "I guess it's just you and me, Crow-friend." Oakspeck sighed. He started running toward the meadow beside the Fish Hole. He didn't even bother to catch the crow, because everyone knows that crows are just there to tease you with their annoying sounds.

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to play a bit in the meadow while I wait for prey, or maybe some friendly cats," Oakspeck mimicked Cloudpelt's voice, "to come and see me."

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-ꉔꋬ꓄ꇙ ꄲꋊ ꉣꋬ꓄ꋪꄲ꒒-



ꉔ꒒ꄲ꒤꒯ꉣꏂ꒒꓄
ꇙꁝꏂ/ꁝꏂꋪ
ꁝ꒤ꋊꍌꏂꋪ ꉣꄲ꒐ꋊ꓄ꇙ: 0%
ꁝꏂꋬ꒒꓄ꁝ ꉣꄲ꒐ꋊ꓄ꇙ: 95%

ꄲꋬꀘꇙꉣꏂꉔꀘ
ꁝꏂ/ꁝ꒐ꂵ
ꁝ꒤ꋊꍌꏂꋪ ꉣꄲ꒐ꋊ꓄ꇙ: 0%
ꁝꏂꋬ꒒꓄ꁝ ꉣꄲ꒐ꋊ꓄ꇙ: 95%

ꂵꄲꇙꇙꉣꋬꅐ
ꇙꁝꏂ/ꁝꏂꋪ
ꁝ꒤ꋊꍌꏂꋪ ꉣꄲ꒐ꋊ꓄ꇙ: 0%
ꁝꏂꋬ꒒꓄ꁝ ꉣꄲ꒐ꋊ꓄ꇙ: 85%

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꒒ꏂ꒦ꏂ꒒: 1 [107/200]

꒐ꋊ꒦ꏂꋊ꓄ꄲꋪꌦ:

Vole | 2 FP
Scraps | 1 FP
Crow | 4 FP
Scraps | 1 FP
Squirrel | 3 FP

x1 Mallow leaves
x1 Catchweed
x1 Lungwort
x1 Goatweed
x1 Burdock Root
x1 Horsetail
x1 Dock
x1 Bindweed
x1 Fennel
x1 Stinging Nettle
x1 Sweet Sedge
x1 Bright Eye
x1 Watermint

ꉣ꒐ꉔꀘ꒐ꋊꍌ ꂵꌦ ꄲꅐꋊ ꊰꄲꋪꂵ: xx

No quests!

x1 Bright eye (striked out <3)

None!

I've earned 140 XP in the past months, forgot to link it <3 I have no idea if I should add the XP myself, or wait for a reply to tell me what to do, haha <3

[faelyn]

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crowns of little feathers were braided along the lake, the only mark they left of their existence. the existence of the row of little ducklings.

little ducklings that frolicked ever-so freely as they fluttered their wings and tiny toes, their gentle movements leading them to a place far beyond what her eyes could see.

like little angels who had yet to see the shadows that the world could bestow, they had trailed behind their guardian, a passionate mother who lead them into reeds that seemed to dance in the winds that sung a gentle lullaby. one that would lull them to a place of dreams.

they were all gone, now, leaving behind only ripples in her wake, and… a gift. a gift they had unveiled for her to find beneath the crust of the earth. it was a shell, one that glimmered ever-so brillantly in the delicate twinkle of the morning star, sparkling with the hue of pearls and ivories alike.

and in the midst of the treasure’s majesty, a reflection shone bright as day against the shell’s ivories, and it beckoned to her, motioning for her to come close and find what the little angels wished to grant unto her.
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patrol exp;; + 10 exp
food + herb exp;; + 2 exp
additional exp;; n/a
death opt;; no
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[Vivika]

✦ PEACECLAN !!

x( coffee.berry ✦ archive ✦ last post )

The crow cackled, a harsh, guttural caw, clawing from its throat.

And a crow’s song was far from a melody. A mockery. It was far from the soft, lilting chime woven by their fellow songbirds ━ songbirds robed in all shades of colors from the faintest pinks to the regal azures, who spun music that wandered in the breeze.

Yet… even the ugliest dark taunting creatures could be admired. Beneath those mangled claws and that permanently disheveled bunch of feathers was an intelligent soul. A soul who saw all and watched all. And adapted.

Oakspeck eyed the pesky crow, perched atop of a battered branch. He didn’t miss those sharp talons… talons tapping slowly against the branch in an off-kilter rhythm. Shaking his head, he turned aside with a huff. He wouldn’t let that bird get the better of him.

Now what was it Cloudpelt had said?

Right. He’d 'play' in the meadow… and perhaps find something useful along the way. While keeping an eye on that crow.

His paws wandered the field, soaking in the soft greenery bathed in the warm sun. It was almost ironic… to think that a skirmish had unleashed merely seconds ago. A dangerous skirmish. One that tainted the grass with streaks of crimson.

But everything moved on. It flowed like the seas, like the waves of grass, like the clouds strewn in the skies, undulating, to the anthem of nature’s call. It forgave, forgot… and flourished.

A tiny smile tugged at his muzzle. Just like the little gold flower and─ His brow creased. A pair of unfamiliar blossoms twined around the gold one ─ one bronze and another silver, each illuminating a soft sheen. They moved, twirling around the gold one, until they were all... connected. In a little bundle. (+1 tormentil, +1 common myo, +1 boon of fertility ─ an extra breeding slot, after the free monthly one is used!)

The screech of the crow shattered the silence.

His shoulder tensed. The dark creature scrawled through the skies, feathers flapping like a whirlwind, graceless and with pride. Another screech and those mangled talons flicked, parting.

A few cold pieces of meat descended, haphazardly tossed along the field.
A gift, perhaps. Or a taunting barb from the crow. (+1FP scraps, +1FP scraps)

Gathering up the scraps, he risked a glance up. The bird had returned to its perch on the tree, those dark, unwavering eyes trained on him. Its beak parted as it emitted a softer caw. Knowing.

It was like... he was missing something. And the crow knew it.
But what─

A harsh hiss slithering in the breeze sent shivers down his spine. Another creature had joined this dance... and an unfriendly one indeed.


✦ Oakspeck has scented a predator (snake)! Does he choose to seek it out or ignore the creature? ✦

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✦ totals (opted out for death)

xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ oakspeck (10% hunger)
xxxxxname (00% hunger), name (00% hunger), name (00% hunger)

xxhealth loss
xxxx↳ n/a, all cats keep their current health!

xxxp stats
xxxx↳ +20XP for writing, +10XP for patrol sent, +140XP from quest board
xxxxxx+2XP for prey, +1XP for herbs, +2XP for items


xxprey + herb finds for patrol
xx+1FP scraps, +1FP scraps
xx+1 tormentil

xxitem finds
xxxx↳ +1 common myo, +1 boon of fertility

xxlevels
xxxx↳ +175XP → level 1 (282/200XP) → level 2 (82/300XP)
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xxcongrats! you've reached level two and received an additional +1FP scraps, +1 herb (your choice!) and +1 common edit!

✦ notes: hi there! i've added the 140XP from the quest board for you ─ thank you so much for linking it and letting me know! ^^

remember to update your patrol list as well, especially if you've taken kitties (cloudpelt + mosspaw) off-patrol ─ everything else looks absolutely perfect! i hope you have a good day! <33

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VIVIKA'S EDENxxxx

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enthroned with seafoam butterflies, the stranger was like a siren. with a voice like the feriosity of a storm rising upon a thousand oceans, it was terrifying. she was terrifying.

delicate curls delicately braided and extravagantly askew, there was an elegance to her. a fierceness that was far different from the little lions.. colder. something crueller than the pearly ivories of winter, treasures from fallen angels.

a harsh, yet lyrical laugh tore the hush that had once fallen over reality, clashing against the gentle lullaby sung by the ocean and more.

“no.. no, darling.” leaning closer, eyes of the sea and harsh silvers flashed, glistening with a dangerous light. a light that seemed to place barriers around time itself.

it was only then when sorrelpaw saw it. when all of them saw it.
the little grey songbird and shredded earth at her toes, revealing a treasure that was far from beautiful, but a treasure all the same. a root that had been unveiled from its place beneath the earth.

“you... thief!”
piercing, and laced with a ferocity that she recongnized all too well, a little lioness sprang forward. curls tangled like the amber ribbons that would fall from the skies every morning, her fangs were bared and fiery tangles standing on edge before being launched into a whirlwind of ivories. a whirlwind of ivories breathed to life for the sake of a little songbird and a healing treasure.
(+2fp [grey shrike], +1 herb [burdock root], +3exp)

“foxpaw!” all she had to do was blink.. blink and the little lioness was there. fallen among the ferns and roses. like fire against the earth. “here, i’ll get help, i’ll be b-back…”

but… maybe not.
maybe not with the siren dancing before her eyes, lips parted into a deadly lullaby.. taunting as ivory claws streaked through reality.

all it took was a blink, a moment of billowing shadows… before everything dissolved into an eternity of darkness.
(oh no! sorrelpaw is hurt [-15hp]! give her one herb [this is to stop the bleeding], for every post she isn't healed, she loses -10hp!)

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“sorrelpaw!!”
time was like a swan, bending... twisting… slowing. a swan that was too delicate for the the beat of her heart as her world seemed to fall apart. fall apart at the glimmer of two separate realities colliding, braided together with an elaborate chaos of violet hues and periwinkles alike.

the portal.
it wasn’t long until the majesty of it all dwindled away, fading along with the siren with her seafoam eyes and lyrical laughter.

a soft grunt. then two.
“oh-- foxpaw! are you okay? are you--are…” gold eyes flutter open, revealing hazy, morning skies, but there was an brightness to them. a fire-- a feriosity that didn’t seem quenched.

not at all.

“of course i am.” letting out a harsh snort, the little lioness rolled to her toes before a chime laced reality. a magical ring that radiated the same aura of the… the portal.

“what is that? what- wait.. it’s a necklace.”
it was… ethereal. the essence of perfect as a gemstone delicately glittered in the center of the pendant. gently twinkling as if it was a star. a weeping star.
(+1 item [immortality]!!! <3)
reality seemed to shift… changing as a dark hush trailed after her words. a dark hush that beckoned the coming of a nightmare as the shine of eyes that held the forest and beyond failed to glitter. as the soft and gentle voice of a delicate princess refused to lace the lapping of the waves. the waves that were far from a lullaby but now, a symphony of chaos.
a symphony that breathed one word. one name.

sorrelpaw.

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totals;;
// +10% hunger for the entire patrol // +2fp // +1 herb // level 2 (222/300) -> level 2 (270/300) // xxxxxxxxxxx

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words written exp;; + 35 exp
patrol exp;; + 10 exp
food + herb exp;; +3 exp
additional exp;; n/a
death opt;; no
total exp;; + 48 exp

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