[Fawntura]

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As the Sun raised into the early morning sky Moonpelt Schooched out into the board daylight her stomach Large with kits, which where due to enter the world soon. As she streched out the morning sun warmed her belly,
Hawkstrike- "sun bathing i see."
Moonpelt Sstreched out as far as she could and placed her paw on his
Moonpelt- "Yes yes i am, and i cant wait to get to enjoy it with them."
Hawkstrike- "I know, i know, and i cant wait to show them the world."
As the hours passed Moonpelt grew restless, with her belly kicking out more and more and as it began to get worse one of the medinice apprentices Came over
Apprentice- "Are you okay moonpelt?"
Moonpelt- "No their coming, their coming!".

The apprentice Rushed Moonpelt into the medinice den while another fetched hawkstrike, When hawkstrike arrvied he was told to wait out side, and as he waited, he paced, and paced and paced some more. Until a medinice Cat poked her head through the entance of the den, her face was dull and solemn as she walked up to hawkstrike he panicked. What could be wrong for their to be no cheer or joy on her face?
Medinice Cat- "Im sorry."
Hawkstrike- "No, No dont tell me?!"
Medinice Cat- "Im sorry, Moonpelt is fine but the kits didnt make it."
Hawkstrike- "No! No! you have to be lying!".
Hawkstrike Rushed past her and into the den where he found moonpelt laying in a nest with the newborns next to her, he rushed to her side she looked up drenched in sweat.
Moonpelt- "Im okay, B-but they didnt make it Hawkstrike. Im sorry!"
She broke down into tears knowing that as of right now their would be no new additions to their family, and as hawkstrike laied next to her doing his best to comfort her over the sobs of his mate he heard a very faint and small cry. As he looked over his shoulder he could see the smallest of the kittens was just barley breathing,
Hawkstrike- "Medic! Medic! One is still breathing! Medic!"
He creid out knowing their was now a chance this day wouldnt go to hell. he rushed over to the kits side but as he reached them their breath vanished as he rushed to get the kit breathig again he heard the call leave the kits mouth once again but this time stronger and full of life.
He quickly placed the kit next to Moonplets face as a medic cat walked in, Quickly examing the kit and placing down next to Moon pelts stomach making sure it got the colostrum it needed if it was to surivie.
Medinice Cat- "Congrats! you have one small but healthy baby girl!"
As the cats anncoument spread through the med dens you could hear crys of joy and happiness, that a new Life had entered the world,
the kit was small and white with black patches along her body,
Hawkstrike- "what should we name her?"
he asked looking to his mate who had a small smile across her face
Moonpelt- "Surreal, her name will be Surreal."

As Surreal Came back to reality that she was on her first potrol as a warrior she dewled in the thought of how hard that day must have been for her parents but she was proud to be standing here still and making it to her first Hunting mission/potrol of her life, it was such a big milestone that her father had raided the prey pile and gave her some extra Minnows (her favorite!),
Warrior- "Come on surreal hurry up!"
one of the more experienced Warriors called out to her
Surreal- "Im Coming! Im coming!"
She chased off after them into the bush to enjoy her first day as a warrior.

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-- cats on patrol
Surreal | She/Her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: No

-- custom predators / prey
N/a
link to your form here!

-- level 0
experience: 0

-- items in inventory used
Na

-- active quests:
quest #1 (linked)

-- opted in to death?
no

-- 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

herb | x0
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[Adamented]

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x3 cotton mouse ⦁ 1fp
x2 grass frog ⦁ 1fp
x7 leopard frog ⦁ 1fp
x1 rice rat ⦁ 2fp
x2 fox squirrel ⦁ 3fp

x1 borage leaves
x1 chamomile
x1 chervil
x1 cobwebs
x1 elder leaves
x1 juniper berries

x1 lavender
x1 lovage
x1 raspberry leaves
x1 willow bark
x1 willow leaf

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camp charcuterie 340XP
catvent 460XP
sorry I forgot about these
until now >n<

≪ P O S T ⦁ # 6 ≫
Leijona hissed to hush Mauste and ducked lower into the snow, pressing down on her kit's fawn shoulders. "Stay low," The dappled grown she cat spoke under her breath, worried about allerting the potential predator to where they were. Internally, she cursed herself. We shouldn't be so bunched up like this, Leijona lamented, if it finds one of us it'll find all of us. Worried multicolor eyes searched out the group, she counted the heads of her family waiting, scared and shivering in the remains of Leaf-bare snow.

Harja's head rears slightly, tufted pointy ears swiveling slowly and carefully. They all heard the initial snarl, unmistakable and threatening, but he was listening for something more specific. The creaking of boughs under an imense weight, the twinkling sound of a soaked coat dripping, even a slight crunch in the snow of heavy pawsteps many times bigger than their own. His ears caught... something. A quiet snort.

Harja realized there was a decision that had to be made here, they couldn't afford to lead this beast back to the old barn. They just couldn't risk it, Leijona's eyes met his own icy blue ones, unsure and looking for something. Harja spoke so softly, he mumbled into the ears of his kits what they would do next and Leijona waited, golden and warm brown coat prickling while she held her ground in a stiff crouch. "Go on now, quietly." He finished and nudged Mauste gently, gesturing with his tail the direction they were to move.

Mauste had never looked so unsure, but their expression settled into one of determined and careful observance, they nodded to their siblings Vaikkya, Suo, and Taru to follow behind and they circled away from their parents in pairs. Mauste and Taru at the front of the group with Suo and Vaikkya a short ways behind, putting distance between them. They'd circle around the fence area to a snow-hidden clump of brush not far until their parents had made sure the beast had gotten far enough away.

Leijona and Harja stood huddled in the snow at the ready, sharing a moment at each others' sides in the tension of their current threat. They muttered in near breaths about what they should do.

"Threaten it? Chase it off? Hope numbers will intimidate it?"

"No, there's only two of us. At best one of us would be hurt."

"We could try to lead it away?"

"It's got bigger strides, we probably wouldn't get far. Not in the snow."

"Let's just trail it then... maybe it'll lose interest on its own."

"Yeah... maybe."

Leijona and Harja separated and decided to circle around the area they could smell the panther, keeping low to the ground and disguising their scent with the mud under the snow. They watched carefully from a distance, ready to react if it noticed them or their family hiding in the snow-covered brush not far away. If it notices us, we'll have to chase it off. We can't take any chances.

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Harja
he/him

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hp ⦁ 100%
hup ⦁ 20%
sick ⦁ no

Leijona
she/her

#2222

hp ⦁ 100%
hup ⦁ 20%
sick ⦁ no

Mauste
they/them

B#436-1

hp ⦁ 98%
hup ⦁ 20%
sick ⦁ no

Taru
she/they

B#436-2

hp ⦁ 100%
hup ⦁ 20%
sick ⦁ no

Suo
she/they

B#436-3

hp ⦁ 100%
hup ⦁ 20%
sick ⦁ no

Vaikkya
she/her

B#436-4

hp ⦁ 100%
hup ⦁ 20%
sick ⦁ no

[riverotter]

hey I'm so sorry for asking but it's been a while since I've gotten an explore response just so you know it's on page 109, again I'm sorry

@riverotter; hello hello! thank you for checking in ━ your explore post has been claimed, dw! the writer will have your explore reply up whenever they're able (within four weeks)! ^^ in the future, if you're ever unsure if your explore post has been claimed/noticed, feel free to take a peak at our explore log! you should be able to scroll all the way down and find your name on our list <3

ohh ok! thank you!

[faelyn]

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it would be a long night.

it was as if a poet had dreamed of sleepless night such as these and dreamt to life the little scintillas of starry glimpses. but there were still indigo terrors that lingered, such terrors adorned with the merest rustles and frolicking gaits meandering somewhere in the distance.

dragonfruit could’ve sworn he had heard something.
the gnashing of jaws… perhaps?

stumbling to his toes, the lush love letters of a flourishing autumn was draped above his head as he wandered. with cascading violet and silver ribbons tainting the shadows with portraits of auroras fathomed of midnight and fruitful blips of imagination.

it was close… leaving behind little, wilting fronds of flora in its wake.
(+1 chickweed, +1 catchweed, +2exp)

a blink and he was a serpent, slithering beneath the ivory spotlight of the crescent grin of the moon and its portraits of midnight auroras. the beast was a breadth away now, the sweet and woodsy fragrance of willows wavering ever-so closely before him.

he pounced! but missed.

the beast was gone… until it wasn’t.
“dad! dad!” somewhere in the portraits of midnight and fruitful blips of imagination, vermillion eyes fluttered in the dark. wide. the beast was before firestrike… his son. “dad-”

that little rascal-

“dad! look what i found!” ever-so elegantly poised, a breathtaking tangle of ashen and dark woody hues bloomed in the dark. spirals of bone were adorned like a crown upon the beast’s head, bestowing him king of the autumn solstice and the cordillera of mountains beyond. “it’s a ram!”
(+5fp [ram], +5exp)

“get away from that thing, boy.” a warning was upon his lips in a moment, endlessly sharpened and barely escaping between gritted fangs. “what are you doing out here? you’re supposed to be with hollyheart-”

“come on dad… you’re such a grump!” his eyes fluttered shut into a wink, a fragile paw reaching up to pat the elegant slope of the ram’s snout. “...he’s very friendly as you can tell!”

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[Vivika]

✦ AETHERCLAN !!

x⊰ littlemaple ✦ archive ✦ last post ⊱

And perhaps she was an otherworldly creature.

A spectral creature cursed to walk this barren land, heart like fractured glass and her presence like a wraith, haunting the most innocent of dreams. She didn’t belong here. Not in the pages of these wild, elaborate tales of rogues and bandits, nor amidst the gleam of starry eyes and breathless laughter, not even in the presence of these… strangers.

No, Emberflare was invisible, a ghost passing between worlds ━ without home or heart.

They never noticed when she slipped away. For her portion was not fantasy tales drenched in daylight and rainbows. Her daylight had been stolen. Now, she was midnight. A midnight mist stealing into the crooked pines and twisted shadows. And wherever her steps led, darkness trailed not too far behind.

A graveyard.

Like ink-drenched quills, feathers graced the soft earth marred with the promise of death. Under the fleeting brushes of light, silver threads shimmered, intricate tessellations upon feathers piled into twin mounds. A testament to a battle gone wrong. A battle between two avian kings over a tiny peasant ━ a little songbird. (+5FP eagle, +5FP eagle, +1 cobwebs, +1 chickweed, +1 golden rod, +1 tansy)

With a faint chirp, the rosy-chested bird hid amidst the feathers, wing limp at her side.

"She’s still alive.” From behind a fallen pine, a giant of iron-wrought curls emerged, steps clumsy and booming. Fennel’s… friend. His boisterous laughter from earlier seemed to die on his jaws as he knelt and cupped the rosy songbird, drawing it close. Gentle wrinkles etched into his forehead. “Her wing…”

A hesitant smile curved, almost apologetic. “The name’s Silvio. I… don’t know your name, I apologize, but do you have any herbs by any chance?”


✦ Fennel's friend has been found! He requests some help with healing a little bird
and requires one herb (any type)! Does the patrol offer the herb or decline? ✦

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✦ hunger (+0% hunger for each patroller; no free posts left!)
xx↳ eveningstar (0% hunger), hyacinthpool (0% hunger),
xx.xemberflare (0% hunger), fleetingsnow (0% hunger)

✦ xp earnings (death opt in; no)
xx↳ +25XP for writing, +10XP for patrol sent
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xx↳ +5FP eagle, +5FP eagle, +1 chickweed,
xx.x +1 cobwebs, +1 goldenrod, +1 tansy

✦ levels
xx↳ +63XP → level 2 (136/300XP)

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xxxx✦ notes; aaaaa, thank you ━ i’m glad to hear that!! <33 and yess, it was from emberflare’s pov,, the poor darling. i’m
xxxxliving for the drama though + i can’t wait to see where you take her story ^^

xxxxsdfhjksdfh just a lil note! the writer has to roll whether the patrol finds fennel’s friend (or not) ━ all the patrol has
xxxxto do is agree/disagree (say y/n) to fennel’s request! <3 the rolls actually all worked out, so dw about it (this actually
xxxxhappens a ton with other users <3)! just something to keep in-mind for any future encounters <:


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Aetherclan
Last Explore Post | Last Response Received

Emberflare is unsurprisingly startled at this intrusion of her thoughts, by this stranger no less. She backs away cautiously, never one to let down her guard. When she looks at this cat though, Silvio, she senses he is not here to do harm. I mean, he is trying to help an injured bird at the moment. His request, however, strikes her as odd. Help prey? Though, she thinks of her Dovelily, her caring nature and the way she couldn't stand to watch an animal in pain. Tears threaten to pour over, but she pulls herself together. Cold, calculated, composed. The words her love used to describe her many times, and the air that she now wishes to give off to this cat.

With a hint of hesitation, she nods, offering up one of the many herbs she discovered at the bloody battle grounds. The eagles remind her of herself, though she'd be a fool to admit it. At least... outloud.

Back in camp, Eveningstar is chatting absentmindedly with the medicine cat, simply enjoying her presence. Fleetingsnow looks to the woods, where Fennel had run off to in search of one thing or another. They think about their family back home, their mother. They sigh but keep a small smile on their face. After all, at least they're alive. And now they have a new family, one that will hopefully grow. They shake their head, knowing they are being too optimistic. Despite what all they have been through, they feel strangely... at peace.

However, this is simply the calm before the storm.

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(hehehe she's gonna end up with Fleetingsnow :3 rivals to lovers is my favorite trope and I love pushing it onto my characters! Thank you for letting me know about the rolls tho lol!!! I havent explored for... a hot minute so still a little rusty! Also I wasnt sure if I was supposed to remove the herb I gave to Silvio from my inventory so it's just chilling ig)

-- cats on patrol
Eveningstar | she/her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Hyacinthpool | she/they | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Emberflare | she/they | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Fleetingsnow| they/them | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

-- custom predators / prey
I'm picking my own!
new prey:
scraps, bugs, berries | 1 FP
bone marrow (scavenged), mouse, vole, shrew, small fish | 2 FP
medium fish, frog, squirrel, baby rabbit | 3 FP
rabbit, snow hare, bird, large fish| 4 FP
beaver, eagle, vulture, | 5 FP
new predators:
Wolf, fox, bobcats, bears
Would you like your current inventory converted to the new prey list? n/a

-- level 2
experience: 136/300

-- items in inventory used
Any items used/eaten this post
ex. food, herbs, etc.

-- active quests:
quest #1 (linked)

-- opted in to death?
no

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bugs | 1 FP | x4
Scraps | 1 FP | x1
Shrew | 2 FP | x1
Eagle | 5 FP | x2

wild garlic | x1
Blackberry leaves| x1
Cobwebs | x2
Mint | x1
Daisy leaf | x1
Chickweed | x2
Yarrow | x1
Poppy seeds | x1
Golden rod | x1
Tansy | x1

[Vivika]

✦ COVEN OF THE RAVEN !!

xxxxx⊰ basils ✦ clan archive ✦ basils' last post ⊱

The joke hadn’t been funny at all.

But under the synod’s orders, it took less than a shadow’s wink for everyone to… forget. How dare they? He hadn’t even had the chance to spout his joke. It was an excellent one as well. One that would combust Northern ‘ fever till Corvinus and all the deities could behold it, a torrent of fire far grander than what Aemulis could summon.

Fawn gritted his teeth, tongue a slippery serpent in his jaws, tricky. Oh, so tricky. If he wasn’t careful-

“Hey you.” A gentle nudge kissed his nose, tugging his gaze up to the cheery presence beside him. Sheep ‘ whisker. Like a nightingale’s enhancement, the cadence of her voice cascaded around him, warm and serene. “Don’t take it to heart. Northern ‘ fever… well, he means no harm.”

He huffed, rolling his eyes. “Yeah, whatever━”

"Careful!"

But her songbird warning arrived too late. He stumbled, his limbs sliding beneath him. A snap crackled in his ears as he rolled, falling into the embrace of a thicket of thorns. And those prickly arms welcomed him, holding him close. Too close. (-5% health for fawn ━ no herbs or rest needed for him to return patrolling!)

His cheeks burned. He ducked his head as strong jaws clamped around his scruff, fishing him from the gnarled grasp of the thicket. When his toes touched the soft earth once more, he scrambled aside.

“You alright?” Rich and deep, the boom of the synod’s voice resonated in the silence. “Fawn?”

"... that was quite the tumble, kiddo." Northern ' fever chuckled, gently ruffling his curls. "But hey, not all in vain. Looks like you found some stuff and…" (+3FP wild berries, +3FP wildberries, +1 deadly nightshade, +1 mallow leaves)

With an elegant flourish, he rolled a tiny glass sphere to him. And under the soft, sweeping daylight, colors swirled, whorls of seaform and turquoise waves tethered within the delicate, translucent ball. (+1 uncommon edit)

“Now look alive, kiddo. Chin up an’ all that.” Northern ‘ fever cleared his throat, a little grin curving. “We have a visitor. The high priest found her. Says her name is Furzetuft or something. Seems she needs a little something from that good ol’ leather bag of yours.”

He froze. “What? What are you━”

The fragrance of florals and woodlands drifted ━ a foreign scent gracing his nose. And as his gaze wandered, he found it. Her. A stranger of gold and copper curls freckled with petals, her smile as if crafted from starlight.


✦ Furzetuft (an npc) has appeared! She's collecting some items for a friend and would like 1FP (any type) in-exchange
for something special of hers. Does the patrol agree to the trade or decline? ✦

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✦ hunger (+10% hunger for each patroller)
xx↳ sage ' fire (10% hunger), dark ' snow (10% hunger), northern ' fever
xx.x(10% hunger), sheep ' whisker (10% hunger), fawn (10% hunger)

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xx↳ fawn (95% health)

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It was strange seeing how joyful and all interactive their son was being. The dragon cat tended upon seeing said son also being playful with a ram that could easily toss them into the air. Though it seemed calm. Firestrike was tumbling around and climbing all over the hooved animal laughing and giggling. Such a child sometimes. Dragonfruit slowly approached the ruddy tom and his new “friend” before looking at the ram. Meaty for sure. It would feed all of them in the morning. He smirked before signaling his son to sit down beside them. “Quite the… interesting companion you have there but, I think the others would enjoy a nice meal when they wake up. Quickly let’s hunt it and bring it back.”

“Hunt it? Come on dad we can let this one go? Please?” Firestrike whined. He looked at the pink cat with wide eyes. Dragonfruit shook his head no and before he attacked, the other tom spoke up again. “C-Can I at least help?”

“No. Just let me do this. You’re already wasting enough time as it is.” Dragonfruit did what was needed before motioning the tom to help carry the ram back. Firestrike just sighed and did what was told. The two returned and still everyone was asleep. Good. Dragonfruit dropped the ram by their sleeping area before groaning when seeing his son all pouty. “What’s with you?! You’re acting like a little kit!” He snapped and pulled back upon seeing the tom flinch. Firestrike stayed silent and slowly made his way back inside the temporary den and beside Hollyheart. Dragonfruit shook his head and laid back down outside guarding the prey for as long as he could before they fell asleep.

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“Hmm? Firestrike? You okay?” The ruddy tom slowly peeked and saw Bullheart looking over. “You’re whimpering in your sleep. Did you have a nightmare?” … why couldn’t his own father be as kind as Bullheart was. Firestrike just shook his head and mumbled, “I tried to… play around with dad and also help him hunt what I found but he got… snappy at me. It’s okay though. Thanks for checking in on me Bullheart.” That wasn’t a good answer to the chocolate tom. Instead of pushing more, he went over and laid on the other side of the younger tom and wrapped his tail around him. The young tom felt all… fuzzy and… safe. Firestrike smiled softly before yawning and began to fall asleep again in between the two fluffy cats.

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“A ram?! Who caught that? That is quite the surprise to wake up to!” Piketail exclaimed which woke up the other cats. Hollyheart was a little curious as to why Bullheart was sleeping beside her and Firestrike but she was distracted by the scent of the ram. “Oh you’re right! Amazing!” She eagerly raced out of the den and sniffed the air. Perfect! Nothing was better than the smell of the morning air and a nice meal waiting to be eaten!” Piketail and Hollyheart began to eat before the other three slowly joined them. Firestrike mumbled about how he scented the ram before being praised by Hollyheart with a nuzzle to accompany it. The five ate and ate before finally they tossed any remains out to scavengers and began to continue along their way.

The air grew colder. Less trees and more of an obvious breeze was in the air. This was the second toughest part of the trip. This rather big hill was cold. Not as far up as the mountains themselves were but halfway there. The three fluffy cats didn’t have a problem but the other two were struggling a bit. Bullheart suggested to have Piketail and Firestrike in between the three of them so they wouldn’t freeze up here. Dragonfruit noticed his son seemed upset today. He seemed deflated… very tired and miserable even after the meal. He did that didn’t he… last night. Dragonfruit looked to the side before taking a deep breath and looked forward. He noticed that his son wanted to spend time with everyone else but him and the moment he tried to open up… he shot him down. That isn’t what a father did. If his other three kits tried to play with him he’d be happy to go along and tussle. Why did… they act so different to Firestrike anyways? All they remembered was that they changed their attitude once he was an apprentice but.. he can’t remember exactly why. Nothing was wrong with the guy. He was healthy and feisty, one of the top fighters of the clan, easily following their family’s pawste- the family. That’s why. His mother…

Firestrike’s mother was a kittypet. Her name was Smokey. A gorgeous black she cat… her fur shined under the moonlight. It was love at first sight to the two of them. Dragonfruit was foolish back then. He didn’t care about his family’s legacy especially once he met Smokey. She let him take their kit back to the clan once they were caught and surprisingly the clan took the little kitten in… though that didn’t stop all the lashing Dragonfruit got from the clan not only for what he did but from his cousins Pineapplesnap and Lotuswave for tainting the bloodline with a kit like that.

He remembered now. That’s why he kept pushing him away. Did it really matter anymore? He had 3 other kittens who were pure, one showing signs of being blessed by the stars. No, it was fine. He’s always been tough on the guy. Firestrike would be fine…

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It grew colder at the group reached the top. It was midday by now. They all wanted to stop but had to keep going so they could feel the warmth again. “Hey- I’m getting really cold. Can we stop and huddle together for warmth please?” Piketail huffed, he was visibly shaking. The four other cats looked at each other and nodded. Just a few moments, that’s it. They all huddled with the short haired cats in the center. This is the closest they’d be the entire journey… perhaps.

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-- level 4
experience: 249/500

-- items in inventory used
x1 ram shared between

-- active quests:
quest 1

-- opted in to death?
yes/no

-- custom predators / prey
link here

-- inventory
mice | 1 FP | x1
squirrel | 1 FP | x0
rat | 1 FP | x0
lizard | 1 FP | x2
hare | 2 FP | x1
finch | 2 FP | x5
minnow | 2 FP | x2
crow | 3 FP | x0
bass| 4 FP | x2
deer | 5 FP | x2
ram | 5 FP | x1

Bindweed | x1
Borrage | x1
Bright Eye | x1
Burdock Root | x1
Catchweed | x2
Chamomile | x1
Chervil | x1
Chickweed | x2
Daisyleaf | x2
Dock | x1
Elder Leaves | x1
Feverfew | x1
Foxglove Seeds | x1
Goldenrod | x2
Lavender | x1
Poppy Seeds | x3
Tormentil | x1
Wild Garlic | x1

PATROL

Piketail

he/him
hp | 100
hup | 0
sick | N

Dragonfruit

he/they
hp | 100
hup | 0
sick | N

Hollyheart

she/her
hp | 100
hup | 0
sick | N

Bullheart

he/him
hp | 100
hup | 0
sick | N

Firestrike

he/they
hp | 100
hup | 0
sick | N

Name

xx/xx
hp | --
hup | --
sick | --

[faelyn]

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xxOCEANCLAN!!
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original level stats ✧ level 6 (314/800)
new level stats ➔ level 6 (418/800) --
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• • • • • • x 10% hunger for the patrol
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“hello?” a drawl adorned with the essence of midnight and the periwinkle kisses sent by foamy seas. champagne eyes were upon rapidstream’s, softly unveiled by the waver of passing shadows. “i sincerely apologize for the interruption but i desperately need your help finding a friend of mine.”

they winked. “the name’s fennel by the way.”
(fennel needs the patrol's help! they are looking for a friend of theirs who is missing and is willing to offer a special gift in return! does the patrol help or send them on their way

“y’know would these bugs interest you at all?” a radiant, euphonious chuckle boomed in their chest, blooming in the awkward hush that had fallen upon the two.
their champagne eyes faltered for a moment, followed by the lyrical shuffle of their footsteps as a tiny valley fathomed of jewels and twitching shells of souls that had once been. bugs. but there was something different about these bugs… something-
(+1fp [pile of bugs], +1 common myo, +2exp)

note: hi! i adore the new coding you have! it's so pretty <3 please add your word count and link to your death-opt in post in your next response! as well, change the links of each cat to the patrol to their oekaki page!

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writing exp ✧ 40 expxxfood exp ✧ 02 exp--
added exp ✧ 00 expxxherb exp ✧ 00 exp-
event exp ✧ 00 exp-xxpatrol exp ✧ 10 exp
opt-in exp ✧ yes/no xxtotal exp ✧ 104 exp-

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fp earned ✧ 1fp─
items earned ✧ +0
• +1 common myo
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herbs earned ✧ +0
• [n/a herb earned]
• [n/a herb earned]
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user ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ivyy.
user's post / writer's post
+ clan's archive !! ─────
free posts left? x 0 - 1 - 2

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[néktar]

I'm picking my own!
new prey:
bugs, scraps | 1 FP
newts, small fish, mice | 2 FP
frogs, crayfish, marsh rabbits | 3 FP
bats, turtles, ravens, bass | 4 FP
vultures, otters, herons | 5 FP
new predators:
foxes, wolves, bears, crocodilians
Would you like your current inventory converted to the new prey list? yes

I'm afraid of losing my cats!
Username: nektar
Clan link: pondclan