- ✦ MISTCLAN !!
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And it hit her.
The aroma of embers and ashes, of burnt cinder and obsidian charcoal, fumes flecked with the fragrance of a runaway fire. A fire gone so, so wrong. It enveloped her, a faint wisp faltering in the breeze, teetering like the haunted whispers rushing across the border.
Survivors. Ash-streaked and weary, their paws straggled with an unending trail of soot, fur darkened by the kiss of flame’s touch. The flicker of dying flames in their eyes… never left. A testimony to the hell each had walked through. And loss unconquered.
Her heart lodged in her chest.
Swallowing, Cinnamonstick crept, easing behind a thicket of thorns. A new scent, a sweet aroma, tickled her nose. A reprieve from the suffocating fumes tainted with loss. And caught within the twisted tangle of thorns… small, budding greens. Her paws brushed against them, soft and gentle. (+1 celandine, +1 feverfew)
A raspy hiss punctured the fragile silence, cutting. “What are you doing?”
“Rattlesnake!” She jolted. “I… there’re some rogues. They’re just across the border and━”
Their eyes narrowed, mere amber slits. “And what? You were fraternizing with the enemy?”
“No! Of course not, I just…” She shook her head, heart sinking. “I was just watching to see what they’d do. I think… I think they may be hurt. They were in a fire.”
A beat crawled by, agonizing slow, the silence unbroken.
Two beats. Three.
Rattlesnake squared their shoulders, chin lifted. A soft huff escaped their jaws, a gentle scoff, as they set down a small bundle of crimson fur, tail drifting over their paws. Dark eyes bore into hers, firelight eyes focused. Suspicious. (+3FP squirrel)
And still silent.
“Should we help them?” Her voice faltered, paws tracing a hesitant shuffle along the dirt. “Or at least… see what’s going on?”
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And it hit her.
The aroma of embers and ashes, of burnt cinder and obsidian charcoal, fumes flecked with the fragrance of a runaway fire. A fire gone so, so wrong. It enveloped her, a faint wisp faltering in the breeze, teetering like the haunted whispers rushing across the border.
Survivors. Ash-streaked and weary, their paws straggled with an unending trail of soot, fur darkened by the kiss of flame’s touch. The flicker of dying flames in their eyes… never left. A testimony to the hell each had walked through. And loss unconquered.
Her heart lodged in her chest.
Swallowing, Cinnamonstick crept, easing behind a thicket of thorns. A new scent, a sweet aroma, tickled her nose. A reprieve from the suffocating fumes tainted with loss. And caught within the twisted tangle of thorns… small, budding greens. Her paws brushed against them, soft and gentle. (+1 celandine, +1 feverfew)
A raspy hiss punctured the fragile silence, cutting. “What are you doing?”
“Rattlesnake!” She jolted. “I… there’re some rogues. They’re just across the border and━”
Their eyes narrowed, mere amber slits. “And what? You were fraternizing with the enemy?”
“No! Of course not, I just…” She shook her head, heart sinking. “I was just watching to see what they’d do. I think… I think they may be hurt. They were in a fire.”
A beat crawled by, agonizing slow, the silence unbroken.
Two beats. Three.
Rattlesnake squared their shoulders, chin lifted. A soft huff escaped their jaws, a gentle scoff, as they set down a small bundle of crimson fur, tail drifting over their paws. Dark eyes bore into hers, firelight eyes focused. Suspicious. (+3FP squirrel)
And still silent.
“Should we help them?” Her voice faltered, paws tracing a hesitant shuffle along the dirt. “Or at least… see what’s going on?”
✦ The patrol has spotted a rogue group across the border! They don't appear to be trespassing
or causing any trouble. Does the patrol confront them or just allow them pass by? ✦
or causing any trouble. Does the patrol confront them or just allow them pass by? ✦
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✦ totals
xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ rattlesnake (20% hunger), cinnamonstick (10% hunger)
xxxxxname (00% hunger), name (00% hunger), name (00% hunger)
xxxp stats (opted out for death)
xxxx↳ +35XP for writing, +10XP for patrol sent
xxxxxx+3XP for prey, +2XP for herbs
xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ rattlesnake (20% hunger), cinnamonstick (10% hunger)
xxxxxname (00% hunger), name (00% hunger), name (00% hunger)
xxxp stats (opted out for death)
xxxx↳ +35XP for writing, +10XP for patrol sent
xxxxxx+3XP for prey, +2XP for herbs
xxprey + herb finds for patrol
xx+3FP squirrel
xx+1 celandine, +1 feverfew
xxlevels
xxxx↳ +55XP → level 5 (415/650XP)
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✦ notes: n/a! <33
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