[Whovian5EVA]

EXPLORE TITLE: ~ 06 • Explore ~
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A note about the Emberstorm (and now Opalflight) in this explore: She's an ancient cat and lived long before the cats that live in Craterclan. Eventually either will die in explore and become the main face of Craterclan's Starclan. But for the moment she is separated from the modern cats. She is specifically Blossomheart's ancestor in terms of bloodlines.

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Dawnfeather awoke in a place that looked so foreign to her desert home, a lush green forest enveloped her. She felt a small splash of chill hit her shoulder. Joy rushed through her, the desert had rain so rarely that she couldn’t help but get a little excited over the prospect of rain. She craned her head and looked up at the sky, nothing but clouds overhead. She flinched as a droplet hit her cheek. Looking around she listened out for any of starclan, and the only thing that seemed to move was the leaves of the forest as the rain grew heavier. She smelled the air searching for any scent of the cats of the past, and she spat the air right out of her mouth as soon as she did. Something horrible polluted the scent of the rain, it tasted and smelled of death The rain began to fall down in buckets, growing heavier and heavier, until the scent filled her nose and made her dizzy. The air grew thick and weighed her down, until…
Nothing.

Dawnfeather woke next to Cinderglow who looked like he had gone back to sleep after his meeting with Starclan. “Hey, Cinderglow...” She nudged him with her nose, “We need to head back to camp…” She sighed, “He always was the heaviest sleeper.“
“...They” mumbled Cinderglow
“Hm??” Dawnfeather stared at Cinderglow for a moment, trying to figure out how else to awaken them.
Finally Cinderglow stretched out their arms and legs, feeling each limb grow awake as they awaken.
Cinderglow yawned, “What happened..? Am I…” Cinderglow looked around confused, still half asleep.
Dawnfeather crouched down near him, “we gotta go back to camp, the sun will be up soon…”
“Alrighty lets get going,“ Cinderglow moaned, his eyes still sleepy from the dream journey he had been on.

The following journey home wasn’t too long and Cinderglow shared that his dreams had revealed something, but nothing about their flashbacks. He told Dawnfeather about the joy he felt being called by all manner of pronouns, and Dawnfeather enthusiastically encouraged him to tell the others of the clan when they were ready. The second the two of them made it back to the burrow they both couldn't help but sleep all day.
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Emberstorm smiled as she saw her new friend curled up in her hollow, she was so luck that Opalflight had found her, she was almost on her last legs, but Opalfight had helped her stabilise and recover. She was enev happy to have at least one companion out here.
“Good morning sleepy head,” Emberstorm purred. “Shall we head out?”
“I’d love to,” Opalflight smiled.

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CATS ON PATROL
Opalflight |she/her | HP 100% | HUP 10% | Sick: N
Emberstorm |she/her | HP 97% | HUP 50% | Sick: N
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PREDATOR/PREY
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LEVEL 6
265/800 EXP

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DEATH OPT IN LINK
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ACTIVE QUESTS
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INVENTORY
▉PREY:▉
scraps | 1FP | x5
bugs | 1FP | x5
dunnart | 2FP | x3
plains mouse | 2FP | x2
bearded dragon | 3FP | x2
desert skink | 3FP | x1
bush stone curlew | 4FP | x1
wallaby | 5FP | x2
▉HERBS: ▉
borage leaves | x2
bright eye | x1
broom | x1
burdock root | x1
burnet | x1
catmint | x2
chamomile | x1
coltsfoot | x1
daisy leaves | x2
fennel | x1
horsetail | x1
mallow leaves | x1
ragwort leaves | x1
ragwort | x1
rush | x1
stick | x1
stinging nettle | x1

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ITEMS USED IN THIS EXPLORE


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[Swishy & Broken]

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the current season is leafbare !

[Osskiar]

CorvidClan
Last Explore Post | Last Response Received

"Dunnock, hurry up! We have to start getting back," Robin called, turning back to see Dunnock trip over the broom held in her mouth. "Where did that even come from, anyway,"
"I dunno, horse place?" Dunnock shrugged adjusting her grip.

Their meeting with Fennel had been a weird one; Robin wanted to tell Swansong about it as soon as possible, if only so it wasn't his problem to worry about. The blanket around Robin's neck itched, usually he'd be racing home to add this to his collection of two-leg stuff but something about it made him uneasy, as if letting the fabric trail on the ground could lead to something bad. He tightened the blanket around his neck.
"Wonder what they wanted with beetles," The sound of Dunnock stomping over the rocky ground echoed through the open clifftop, almost drowning out the cars below as she caught up. As good of a hunter as the shecat was, she couldn't keep quiet if she wasn't stalking something.
"Do you think anyone at camp knows them?"
"I hope so," Robin shook his head, "They seemed to know us."

By the time the two cats got back to camp the midday hunting patrol were getting ready to leave.
"So, after spending all morning hunting did either of you bring anything back?" The voice of the patrol's leader sounded impatient as they looked over the cats, choosing to ignore the broom and the blanket. They flicked their ear as Robin walked towards the medicine den, dropping off the herbs they'd found.
"Are you good to hunt again?" The leader turned their attention to Dunnock but she'd already shot through the camp enterance after the rest of the hunting party.

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-- cats on patrol
Robin | He/Him | HP 100% | HUP 10% | Sick: N
Dunnock | She/Her | HP 100% | HUP 10% | Sick: N

-- level 1
experience: 20

-- items in inventory used
N/A

-- opted in to death?
no
if yes, link to opt-in form

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

Deadly Nightshade | x1
herb | x0
herb | x0

[eidolon.]

Murkstar
-currently Murksong-
| he/they
| HP 100%
| HUP 20%
| Sick: N

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| HP -
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| Sick: -

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| HP -
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| Sick: -

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| Sick: -

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| HP -
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| Sick: -

Bug | 1 FP | x3
Scraps | 1 FP | x2
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 2 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

Nightshade | x1
Dandelion | x1
Fennel | x1
Tormentil | x1
Alder bark | x1
Honey | x1
Catnip | x1

-- items in inventory used
Goldenrod | x1

-- active quests:
give herb(s) to furzetuft

thread ✦ last explore post ✦ last response recieved ✦ death opt - OUT ✦ lvl 1 - exp 57 ✦ Prey list

The stranger didn’t even get the chance to finish their sorrowed sentence before the earth itself began to shake beneath four pairs of paws. An earthquake; not one that was serious enough to cause harm aside from displaced rubble though. He’d lived through enough of them to know which were safe to stand through and which were too dangerous to do anything aside from run for your life, find shelter and pray.

Though they themself felt calm amidst the shudders of the ground, their new accomplice seemed terrified, fur puffed out as they watched one of the long beams above creak and change its angle to a steeper slope. Murksong took a step closer, ushering the stranger close with a paw. ”It’s an earthquake, but… nothing major. It’ll be over soon. Just stay away from things overhead.”

Another voice, a new one, weakly rasped out from somewhere, a melodic lilt to the tone even now. One that the stranger recognised near instantly. He was hesitant, yet still followed behind (albeit more cautiously). A grimace came to his lips at the sight before him. There stood a cat - likely this ‘Furzetuft’ - but she was slightly covered in dust and streaks of blood caked otherwise silky fur.

A sigh left the tabby’s lips. They scurried off somewhere, only to return a few moments later with a golden herb carried in their jaws. It was set down beside the other two, something apologetic in his emerald gaze. ”...I’m not the best at herb knowledge, I apologise. I believe this may help with pain relief though.”

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[capt]

The White Raven
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"They are too closer to the border, the chances of either of them venturing their ways into the camp are high... I think we should try to intervene." Ghost said hesitantly "Better safe the sorry, I guess." Cupid then said "Yeah your right..." both cats started their way around the bushes and trees trying to keep a close eye on the rogues while making their way through the forest closer to them. Just as they were about to get to their look out spot Ghost tripped over a small rock and stepped on a twig which made a snapping noise. The rogues didn't seem to hear it which was a good thing. Cupid asked ghost if her foot was ok and which to she replied "Yeah, I'm fine."

In the blink of an eye without even moving around both Cupid and Ghost were on the ground struggling for breath as it was knocked out of them. Cupid looked up to see a lost kittypet had pushed them both over. He leaped up and tried to pin this cat down but she just stepped to the side and dodged it perfectly, "SHHHHH" the cat told them as she pushed cupid to the floor and then crouched down. "Those rouges are fairly strong I'd watch out. They can hear almost everything..." Cupid bit the cat's paw so she's get it off his back, she did but not without pawing back at him to tease him. "That is what you get for attacking us, you pet!" Cupid roared in a sort of whispering manner. "It didn't hurt all that bad..." she licked her paw "... and I'm no pet, well not anymore... The names Sirena but you can call me Sy, Siren, Ren, or Rena... I know lots of nicknames but I did live with a bunch of Twolegs who liked to call me different things." Cupid just stopped paying attention to Sirena for a moment to go help Ghost who was still just trying to catch her breath, she heard everything so when she got "up" she didn't try to attack Sirena but instead asked "Why are you out here then?" "I was thrown away basically after the Twolegs in my home moved away." Ren responded very calmly. All three cats then stopped what they were doing to look for the rouges that they had forgotten about, they were gone... Just then the cats all heard a loud yowl and the sound of a cat in much pain.

Ghost, Cupid, and Ren had no idea what to do they sort of just stood up really fast to see what was going on. All of them looked around and focused on one spot of the clearing in between the woods where there was blood and ripped out fur and 2 cats fighting. Cupid started to freak out a bit asking Ghost "What do we do? Do we go stop them? Do we stay? WHAT DO WE DO?!" Ghost tried her best to calm Cupid down "SHH they will hear you!" Re then interrupted the panic with "I'm going to help... One of those cats, I recognize them." Just then all three cats bolted themselves over there and started to help the cat Sy recognized. A fight was happening and four against one are some okay odds...

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-- cats on patrol
Ghost | She/Her | HP 99% | HUP 10% | Sick: No
Cupid | He/They | HP 100% | HUP 10% | Sick: No
Sirena | She/Her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: No

-- custom predators / prey
n/a

-- level 1
experience: 112/200

-- items in inventory used
Scraps | 1 FP | x2 - Eaten x1 for Ghost and x1 for Cupid

-- active quests:
Quest #1

-- opted in to death?
Yes

-- inventory

Scraps | 1 FP | x1
Bugs | 1 FP | x3
Mouse | 2 FP | x3

Burnet | x1
Dried Oak Leaves | x1
Thyme | x1
Poppy Seeds | x1

[elliott.]

I'm picking my own!
new prey:
scraps, berries, salamanders | 1 FP
mice, squirrels, frogs, toads | 2 FP
trout, salmon, chipmunks | 3 FP
sparrows, wood warblers, blackbirds | 4 FP
eagle | 5 FP
new predators:
in order of how dangerous, least to most.
skunks, minks, otters, beavers, gray foxes, black bears
Would you like your current inventory converted to the new prey list? yes please!

[elliott.]

I want to risk death!
Username: elliott.
Clan link: tribe of forgotten past.

[faelyn]

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original level stats ✧ level 3 (067/400XP)
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pov: honeywhisker
a delusional euphoria enchanted the sickening beat her trembling heart, the dawning of a starless night as a devil seemed to descend from the skies, unfurling with the aura of a tempest and it’s glistening strike upon flora and fauna below.
it was here… the eagle- it was here.
upon the endless curls of stars and sand blooming against the ivory marrow of her bones, freckles of scarlet poisons stained the gold satin of her tresses. unfurling like a vermillion serpant as it writhed beneath the touch of sweet honey and the kiss of romance.
(+1 honey, +1 lovage, +2exp)

“shhh… it’s going to be fine.” a lulling serenade blooming against the dwindling horizon of darkness threatening to swallow her, a dove of the wintry bliss of the turning season fluttered before her, one enthralled in the frame of a billowing soul. dovemist. “stay here, alright?”

and faintly, a diminishing wisp of the lullabic serenade withered into a deathly hush. “lead… eagle…away… she’s injured.”

“w-where are you- dove mist?” he was gone.
“marigold soul?” nothing.
“ripple tide?” nothing.

no.

and now she was a wandering maiden, lost in the tango of a twisted tide of roses and its cruel cut.
she was falling. descending as if she were a planet dancing within a mess of celestial entities, stumbling as if straying from the moth-eaten pages of a fairytale. a nightmarish fairytale becoming undone before her eyes, laced with the chime of bellicose bells.

the eagle.

and like a thousand, glistening skylines crumpling all at once, the beast plummeted, sweeping a little ways above their heads. sweeping far. too. close.
her voice was a swan… silent and elegant as it coiled in her chest. run. but it never came. all she could hear was the crescendo of their lyrical voices, colliding as ivory fangs tainted the lilting breath of reality.

her wandering footsteps had come to a daze gnarled with the sting of horror as a stranger with strange, starry eyes held her, cradling her struggles in his embrace. “no… you musn’t interfere.”

“it… the eagle-”

“listen to me… they’ll be alright. relax.” and the stranger with those strange, starry eyes…. they were right. the crowing beast in its utterly cruel splendor spiralled into the embrace of the angels once more. gone.

leaving behind only withered hearts and demise.
(predator leaves the territory! +5exp for predator attack completed! the eagle has left behind some prey for the patrol; +1fp [worms], +3fp [muskrat]. +3fp [little brown bat])

“honey whisker?” and from the dancing shadows, a familiar trio fluttered before her, eyes wide as they wandered close, twin silhouettes shadowing their dance. “you shouldn’t have been here, the eagle-”
“i-i needed to make sure you were safe.”

“and who is this?” still adorned with the faintest hint of past dreams, a silver head tilted ever-so slightly as the stranger a little ways away. “i don’t recognize them.”

“the name’s fennel!” starry eyes drooping in a careless wink, the stranger’s lips quirked in a little grin, charmed with an aura of whimsical realities and dreams to come. “i’ve heard such wondrous of glacierclan, and y’all seem to be holding up quite well! care to spare anything?”
(an npc [fennel] has arrived! <3 they would like 1fp or 1 herb [any] from the patrol! does the patrol help or turn them away? )

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writing exp ✧ 30 expxxfood exp ✧ 07 exp---
added exp ✧ 00 exp-xxherb exp ✧ 02 exp---
event exp ✧ 05 exp-xxpatrol exp ✧ 10 exp-
opt-in exp ✧ yes/no xxtotal exp ✧ 108exp

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items earned ✧ +0
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herbs earned ✧ +2
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user's post / writer's post
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free posts left? x 0 - 1 - 2

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[Vivika]

✦ CATS OF THE DESERT !!

xxxxx⊰ whovian5eva ✦ clan archive ✦ last post ⊱

“Before we go…”

With a soft chuckle, Emberstorm reached out, easing closer to her friend. Her paw paused mid-stretch, hovering near the other’s head like a flitting dove. And just for another beat, she savored the moment.

This one in a million moment.

The burst of fruit-kissed fragrance laced with the salty winds, the cool kiss of the hollow’s shade and the little gritty bits of sands always stuck beneath her toes. The sun’s aura illuminating her friend’s wind-tossed curls. Pale curls braided with gold petals and tiny leaves arrayed into a scattered wreath, crowning the top of her head. But that wasn’t what held her attention.

It was the crinkled leaf clinging to the tip of her friend’s nose, a stubborn patch held in place through the midst of it all. Along with the oblivious innocence in those twinkling azure eyes.

If she could freeze the moment, capture it or slow it down just enough to preserve it, she would. Something about this was both ephemeral, yet… real. Achingly real. Count on nature’s kiss to create magic, but to toss in a little wink of reality.

“Uh… Emberstorm?” Opalflight cleared her throat, smile unfaltering as she nudged her shoulder. “We heading out or… are you going to stay there waving your paw in-front of my face like it’s some sort of ritual?”

She snorted, grinning. “Well, before we go… let’s get these petals off. And that leaf on your nose ━ wouldn’t do much good for hunting would it?” (+1 ragwort, +1 blackberry leaves)
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✦ hunger (+10% hunger for each patroller)
xx↳ emberstorm (60% hunger), opalflight (20% hunger)
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✦ xp earnings (death opt in; yes)
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[elliott.]

TRIBE OF FORGOTTEN PAST.

level one [30/200] ★ last explore ★ last response ★ prey/predator list ★ death: yes

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xxxIt had been a relaxing patrol, other than Tinypebble and Cloudbelly shoving each other around and messing about. Frost didn't mind their playfulness much, especially since they actually made some catches along with it. Plus, she was their mother - she adored every little thing they did. Plus, she had been the same way with Root when they were younger, before Alpha had been given to him and Stoneteller had been given to her. They had too much on their paws now to roughhouse, especially with Root not being allowed to be seen most of the time.

Her nose had been dug into the roots of a redwood tree when the skunk's spray had enveloped her nostrils, and she immediately wanted to gag. It was a horrible stench she had only smelled a few times in her mind, but it was familiar nonetheless. Skunks often fell prey to a lot of the predators in the area, and they let out the same stink when they were carcasses laying on the floor of the forest.

Her paws immediately moved to check back in on her family, and she wasn't at all surprised when she found them with all of their noses wrinkled as well.

"I'm never getting this out of my fur." Cloudbelly complained, and Frost couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Her eyes then found Root's, her head tilting. "What do you say, Root? Do we fight it, or do we get away from here?" She questioned. Of course, she could have made the choice herself, but he was the highest ranking member of this patrol, and he also was the one that had to sleep in a very tight space.

Never one to be bested, Root nodded. "I think we could scare it off." He then turned to Tinypebble. "Where do you think the scent is coming from?"

Although both Tinypebble and Cloudbelly were prey-hunters, Tinypebble had always been better at scenting prey than her sister, while Cloudbelly had always succeeded the most in actually catching. She was fast, so she often went for birds and faster rodents, like squirrels or chipmunks. She also had a thing for climbing trees, so that helped.

Tinypebble's muzzle raised to the sky, her lips parting so that scents fell on her tongue, although her face grimaced a bit when the rancid stench of skunk found it's way even deeper into her senses. It took her a second with the distraction, but sooner or later, her bi-colored eyes open, turning back to Root and Frost. "That way." She instructed, her tail pointing behind them.

"There's four of us, so we can circle around it?" Cloudbelly suggested. "I can go around the back, since I'm the fastest. No offense," she added cheekily, "I'm sure you guys are still in your prime." She gave a playful look to Frost and Root, who just rolled their eyes. "But I can go around the back, and you guys can take the sides, and Tinypebble can stay here and kill it before it gets too far?"

Frost nodded, pride swelling in her chest. It seemed like Cloudbelly and Tinypebble had grown up in milliseconds, but she knew they had grown to be fine prey-hunters of the tribe. She was proud of them, and would be sure to spill all of what they had done today to their father when they got back to camp.

"Alright, that sounds good. Spread out." She instructed, and dipped her head to Root as they went their separate ways. As she got closer to where the skunk was, she could smell it over the smell of it's potent defense mechanism. The tabby she-cat crouched as she came upon the right side of the skunk, lowering down until her belly fur brushed the floor, slowly stepping over the discarded pieces of dried-out plants and leaves on the forest floor as she made her way closer. Her eyes found Cloudbelly, who was hidden in the brush a good amount away from the skunk, and she flicked her tail-tip in acknowledgement.

It was only a few heartbeats before everybody was in place, and Frost signaled for Cloudbelly to run. And run she did, the rosetted she-cat immediately sprinting for the skunk.

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tl;dr The patrol decides to take on the skunk, with them forming a square around the creature to try and run it directly into Tinypebble's paws.

cats on patrol
FROST| SHE/HER| HP 100% | SICK: N
ROOT| HE/HIM | HP 100% | SICK: N
TINYPEBBLE| SHE/HER | HP 100% | SICK: N
CLOUDBELLY | SHE/HER | HP 100% | SICK: N

active quests:
n/a
items used:
n/a
inventory:
- mouse | 1 FP | x 1
- fish | 2 FP | x 2
- wild garlic | prevents infections | x 1