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TreeClan explore 03

Postby Kazin » Thu May 01, 2025 1:17 pm

TreeClan
Last Explore Post | Last Response Received

There were many reasons that Novafrost and Solarspark both agreed to come with Stormbranch on the next patrol, and though they came up with many excuses - they wanted a change in scenery, they wanted to help the clan, they wanted to refresh their memory of the border... only one was true, but a thought they would keep hidden, at least for now. In truth, they were looking for Lunarblaze.

No one even know that he was missing yet. It was common that a TreeClan cat end up venturing for a few days, but they always found their way back. But Novafrost and Solarspark knew this was different, and that Lunarblaze was not coming back. He had spent too much time talking to Winterdrift, spent too much time criticizing Hemlockstar's leadership (or what he viewed as a lack thereof), and too much time ranting about how he was going to leave and start his own clan, become Lunarstar, and show the world what a true clan would look like.

At first, Novafrost and Solarspark laughed it off. They never thought that their littermate, a cat born and raised in this clan, who shared the same ideals they did growing up, would ever think of leaving. After all, they could work together to make the clan better for them here, rather than leave behind their family, separate from everything they had ever known. While there had been others upset with Hemlockstar for a little while, the disquiet seemed to calm, and the cats who wanted to leave seemed to do so without much fanfare. But Lunarblaze was different... His scent was gone, nearly wiped out in the Greenleaf rains that had swept through the territory last night, and Novafrost felt her heart freeze.

Solarspark pressed himself against Novafrost, feeling her shiver against him, though the air was warm, the sun shining through the trees. Novafrost looked around at the other patrolling cats, engaging in their own conversations, and let her tail drop. "I don't think we're going to see him again," she whispered to her brother, her heart feeling like it was going to shatter into a million little pieces. "He's gone." Solarspark stiffened beside her, though his silence spoke volumes.
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The patrol had just turned from the farthest point, the beginning of the Twolegplace just outside the territory. It was a relatively normal route, one that TreeClan tried to cover at least once a moon, but the fatigue shown from both Solarspark and Novafrost was clear. It looked like they hadn't slept in days, and they never seemed to allow themselves to rest. Stormbranch had an inkling why, and he knew he needed to tread the conversation lightly, to help them rather than hurt them more.

"Hey, this is the third patrol you've gone in in the past day. I think that we need to let you rest," Stormbranch said carefully, making his way over to the youngest cats on the patrol. He felt his heart twist in worry, seeing the haunted and saddened look in both the cats' eyes. It was a look he knew he wore well, after many a heart break throughout his life. First, at the deaths of his parents. Then, the heartbreak of Winterdrift stating that she had never loved him. Yet, there were always the good things in life too - becoming the deputy of his clan, protecting his clanmates, growing his family, meeting Leaf...

Solarspark met Stormbranch's eyes, though it seemed Novafrost was unable. "We can't rest until we find him," the tom finally said after a long pause. It didn't take much for Stormbranch to understand who he meant - Lunarblaze, who had left without a word to anyone in the clan. Most were still optimistic he was just taking his time coming back from a venture out of the clan, but it seemed Novafrost and Solarspark had accepted the inevitable. "We have to convince him to come back. I know we can."

A soft breeze rustled the tree branches above, the only sound spreading across the darkening forest as Atlasdash made his way closer to the other three cats, his own features set in a frown. Despite being family, Atlasdash had been refusing to speak with Stormbranch, blaming his father for the disappearance of half of their family. When Winterdrift had left, she took not just herself, but Blizzardstorm, Azaleawhisker, and Snowheart. Half of the family, gone in an instant. Just because Winterdrift had decided she never loved Stormbranch.

With a heavy heart, Stormbranch felt choked up. He couldn't help these young cats, and he couldn't reconnect with one of his only kits left in the clan. Atlasdash turned slightly, ignoring the others, making his feelings on the situation known. Stormbranch glanced at the back of Atlasdash as he spoke. "Sometimes, we cannot change someone else's mind," Stormbranch finally said, his voice not much more than a light whisper. He didn't meet Solarspark's eyes anymore, looking away as he thought of the many sleepless nights he had spent agonizing over Winterdrift's words to him when she had left, taking many of their kits they shared with her, spreading rumors and lies about the leadership of TreeClan.

"We can." Novafrost said loudly, making Stormbranch jump. "I won't let him do this. We have to make them understand they can't just... leave because they disagree with someone! We work through things! That's what makes us a clan! That's what makes us family!"

Even the wind stopped after her outburst, sending an awkward chill throughout the patrol. Stormbranch found himself paralyzed, unsure of how he could lead his patrol home knowing there was such immeasurable sadness between them. Fractured was the definition of TreeClan, just as the branches of the trees they were so named after fractured through the sky when he looked up. Yet, a fire rose in Stormbranch - if he couldn't make things right for his own family, perhaps he could make things right for someone else's. Lunarblaze was still young - if they could find him, perhaps Stormbranch could help talk reason into him. Perhaps Winterdrift's poisonous notions had not quite infected the young cat's brain. "We are still family, TreeClan is," he finally said, letting out a deep sigh as he rose to his feet, not daring to look at Atlasdash. "And family means we help each other. You're right. We'll keep searching as best we can, and that's a promise. If we can talk it out with him, we will. I'll do my best, as your clanmember."

It wasn't a lot, but it was a start. With the promise hanging between them, the four cats headed back home, each knowing they would keep trying to find Lunarblaze and the other deserters, though each also knew that the other cats' minds were already made up. And one someone's mind was made up, it was near impossible to change it. For better, or for worse.

But they couldn't stop themselves from trying.

[1157 words]
[completed May tasks 1 and 2, detailed more below]




-- cats on patrol
Stormbranch | he/they | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Atlasdash | he/him | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Solarspark | he/him | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
Novafrost | she/they | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

-- custom predators / prey
prey:
bugs, scraps, eggs | 1 FP
mouse, shrew, minnow, chipmunk, songbird | 2 FP
frog, small fish, bat, squirrel, snake | 3 FP
rabbit, woodpecker, trout | 4 FP
weasel, turkey, raven, goose | 5 FP
predators:
foxes, coyotes, bobcats, bears
-- level 1
experience: 95/200
-- items in inventory used
n/a
-- active quests | monthly tasks
Monthly tasks completed: 1. [traveling to Twolegplace]
2. [Stormbranch/Atlasdash are enemies right now]
-- opted in to death?
no
-- inventory
eggs | 1 FP | x9
chipmunk | 2 FP | x2
songbird | 2 FP | x2
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 3 FP | x0
prey | 4 FP | x0

herb | x0
herb | x0
herb | x0
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[0409.] viv's explore replies

Postby Vivika » Fri May 02, 2025 10:14 am

    MAPLECLAN !!
    xgaycko archive last post

    the rasp of the winter wind was an alluring song.

    its husky notes howled in the vast in-between, catching upon jagged splints of iridescent ice and gliding across the bitterblue spine of a slumbering river dragon. a slant of tepid light broke through the wings of brooding clouds, falling upon the last sprig of summer greens. the fragrance of herbal gardens lingered—the final memory of a dying season. (+1 bindweed, +1 raspberry leaves, +1 watermint, +1 tormentil)

    like a soft scatter of moths, the light dissolved, eclipsed by another’s shadow.

    “here to gloat?” the words tasted like crumbling ash on bramblestrike’s tongue. only the soothing rasp of the winter wind held him fast. held him back from knocking the slender flash of scales from his leader’s smug jaws. “don’t expect my congratulations.” (+3fp minnow)

    over his shoulder, the spidering cracks in the slumbering river spewed froth and spittle, lashing out from the small hole that the others had carved in the ice—like a dragon loosed from its winter exile.
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      ⊰ patrol status updates ⊱
      • all patrollers gained +10% hunger
      • no health changes &&
      • no sickness changes c:

      ⊰ xp earnings (death opt in/out) …………………………
      • +20xp for writing, +10xp for patrol sent
      • +3xp for prey, +4xp for herbs
      ⊰ findings ⊱
      • +3fp minnow
      • +1 raspberry leaves, +1 watermint,
      • +1 bindweed, +1 tormentil

      ⊰ level totals ⊱
      • +37xp → level 1 (39/200xp)

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      notes; n/a, welcome back to explore !! always nice to see returning faces <33
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Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

Postby solstice roses! » Sat May 03, 2025 3:22 pm

I'm picking my own!
new prey:
1 FP = scraps, bugs, fish eggs, ensatina, tree bark, juniper berries, snails, newts, agamas, licorice roots, slugs, trail mix, roasted honeyed cashews
2 FP = frogs, toads, flying fish (literal winged fish), mice, shrews, voles, vipers, skinks, grays (marbled murrelets), false larks (small brown birds that aren’t true larks), true larks (birds in the family Alaudidae), thrushes (includes night-thrushes), lemon-poppyseed muffins, jalapeño peppers,
3 FP = quails, squirrels, strange fish (any kind of fish you want. go crazy go wild), firefish (sea angel but big and also a fish), strange bird (any kind of bird you want. go crazy go wild), fairy bread, sponge cake
4 FP = kites, rabbits, hares, skunks, curlews, volcano rabbit, banana bread, sweet roll
5 FP = salmon, hare, stoats, hawks, eagles, apple pie, peach cobbler
notes: all pastries are intended to be found as ingredients and then made by the colony cooks, but also a cat picking up a muffin and bringing it home with the mice is really funny to me and i'm totally okay with that!! it's up to the writer how these pastries arrive :3
new predators:
False Angels (winged big cats that are reincarnated government workers), Pegasi (large bug-horse hybrids that eat meat and are very aggressive and have huge sharp teeth. think kelpie? any bug and any horse), canine (dogs, wolves, foxes, or unspecified), bird of prey
Would you like your current inventory converted to the new prey list? n/a
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Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

Postby DiamondDogg » Sun May 04, 2025 4:40 am

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Last Post| Last Reply | Level 2 (164/300 XP] | Death Opt-In? No

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    >> Patrol tracking dog from last reply


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    Cats on Patrol
      Nightstar | he/they | HUP 20% | Health 100% | Sick? N
      Heatherbreeze | she/they | HUP 10% | Health 100% | Sick? N
      Petal | she/her | HUP 10% | Health 100% | Sick? N
      Sunrise | they/he/she | HUP 10% | Health 100% | Sick? N
    xxxxx
    Inventory - Custom Prey/Predator
      Prey
      8x | Scraps | 1 FP
      0x | Mouse, small fish | 2 FP
      0x | Squirrel, minnows | 3 FP
      0x | Rabbit, birds | 4 FP
      1x | Birds of Prey | 5 FP

      Herbs
      1x | Dried Oak Leaf
      1x | Catmint
      1x | Catchweed
      1x | Honey
    Used/Claimed Items wrote:Claimed x1 Honey from April task

    Active Quests wrote:Heal x1 cat
    Dog scented
    May Monthly Task #3

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    Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

    Postby solstice roses! » Tue May 06, 2025 6:24 am

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      last explore post: n/a
      last writer reply: n/a

      opted-in for death: n
      active & monthly tasks: monthly: sent two enemies out on patrol
      prey & predator list: custom

      ━━━ « patrollers, inventory & level / xp section » ━━━

      ✦✦ level & xp: level 0 (0/000xp)

      ✦✦ cats on patrol ✦✦
      Patchtufts “Tufts” • they/she • 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick
      Timeburner • she/he • 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick
      Emerald Darter • she/fae • 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick

      ✦✦ prey & herbs inventory ✦✦
      empty

      ✦✦ items in inventory used ✦✦
      n/a

      ━━━ « writing section » ━━━

      explore writing (optional): Low, sepulchral tones spiraled out from the central cathedral. The most vicious storm in moons had finally dissipated, dark clouds fading just as quickly as they had formed – but not without a toll. An entire den, holding nearly twenty warriors and three apprentices, had been swept away by the floodwater. Nobody knew if the cats were alive, so it was customary for their kin to play a lament on the cathedral’s wind-song pillars to lure their families home. Currently, a young cream-and-white kit was pressing all his weight down on the tarnished keys embedded into the rich mahogany wood. Patchtufts, a pious and stocky no-nonsense warrior, watched the kit play as best he could, missing keys or slipping off the side because he was so small. It unsettled her, seeing the tiny kit so distraught yet so brave, and in that moment Patchtufts vowed to herself that they would find the missing cats themselves. This kit would not grow up without a family.

      Timeburner stood in the red shaft of sunlight that came through the colorful panes of glass standing proudly in the wall. He had been in the den that was swept away just minutes before, telling the cats to stay put, that the impending floodwaters were too dangerous for the apprentices to pass through. Timeburner had felt so determined to keep them alive. Now, all she felt was hopelessness, gripping her heart with its sticky tar appendages. Timeburner swore to herself that she would find the cats he had doomed.

      Emerald Darter sat in the crowd, watching kin play keys for kin, mouth fixed in a line and unfocused eyes betraying complete and utter boredom. That’s all these ceremonies were to fae: a disgusting, hedonistic feast of ennui, made to waste time and instill shame in those who lived. Everycat leaves at some point, but she doesn’t care.
      There’s no point in caring. I don’t know these cats, and I don’t know the cats that are playing! It doesn’t affect me in the slightest.
      She spent the entire ceremony trying not to growl at the intensity of the pipe organ. With her luck, fae would be nominated to go on the patrol to locate the cats who had disappeared.

      Once the cats were done playing, the leader of the ceremony asked for volunteers to go find the missing cats. Every single cat in the chapel stood, some genuinely wanting to help and others just not keen on standing out. The leader of the ceremony, after a few seconds of hesitation, selected three cats to begin scouting the area down the river – the most likely place for cats to wash up. Patchtufts’ name was called first, then Timeburner with guilt sagging her shoulders, then Emerald Darter with annoyance streaking through her eyes. The three cats were set to travel out the next day, and other volunteer groups would search to the north and east. For tonight, the three would rest in the travelers’ den, quieter than the communal dens.

      Patchtufts padded into the den, tail lashing with a barely masked irritation at having been paired with Timeburner. The pretentious nonbeliever who tours everycat around like she built the place! Stars above, he made their fur prickle with every word she spoke. Timeburner was uncharacteristically quiet today, though… Patchtufts wondered why, then dismissed the thought.
      If she’s having trouble, it’s not my problem right now. We just need to see if these cats are down south.

      Timeburner and Emerald Darter curled up to sleep without a word, and Patchtufts silently sent a prayer to the god that presided over the Swiftriver before she laid down in her nest for the night – which, let it be known, was much too close to Timeburner for her liking – and tried her best to sleep.

      Blood spattered like raindrops on the stained glass window, and lightning danced along the ancient soldering. The energy in the room was heavy, illuminated, sparking with anticipation. All at once, the glass exploded, showering the gathered cats with sparkling shards. Their conjoined caterwaul, a cacophony of agony and grief, pushing the roof higher and higher until they stood minute on the ground. Old frescoes began to chip, then flake, then fall all at once.
      In the remaining rubble, all that stood was Timeburner.


      Patchtufts jolted awake, sickened by the nightmare.
      The vision?
      Something in her soul slid into place, and a realization struck her at the same time.
      Timeburner was in that den with the missing cats.

      ...What did she do?

      The wind caressed the three cats, wishing them well on their way. Patchtufts whispered a “thank you” to the wind gods as the other two lapped up the last of their traveling herbs – today, just sunseeds and fiddleheads to keep the pollen out of their sneeze glands. An exasperated meow calling for them shook them out of it. Emerald Darter stood before her, snapping her claws. “Let’s go, daydreamer. We have cats to find.”

      When the three set off, Timeburner thought it unfortunate that the winds had kicked up. Now, however, he was rather grateful for the winds whipping Patchtufts’ words away. The molly was hissing unheard lessons and passive-aggressive comments her way, much to Timeburner’s mild irritation. As he was stewing in his thoughts and contemplating where the missing cats could be – Butterfly Glade with the alders, Upper String Bog under the rocks, the clearing between the Swiftriver Delta and the Rushwater Ben – Timeburner’s paw scraped over a rock, and he yowled at the sudden pain. Lifting his paw, she saw a fairly deep scratch with a tiny piece of rock still inside. The other two were silent for a beat, stopping with her as the wind conveniently died down. Timeburner groaned in annoyance when he saw the bit of rock in his cut, dropping into a sit as he began to try and bite it out.
      “Let me get that.”
      Patchtufts grabbed her paw without asking, fishing the piece of rock out with two extended claws, a little rougher than necessary. Patchtufts’ paw was small, and cold, and soft against Timeburner’s. They must have gotten so cold in the wind. They don’t have a full coat. She relaxed slightly at the cooling touch before stiffening again once she realized who had her paw.
      A voice cut harshly through the moment of confusion. “The warrior and the guide, finally getting along! A miracle, in my presence!” Emerald Darter remarked, words laced with sarcasm and dipped in boredom.
      Suddenly, Patchtufts snatched the rock piece and pulled it out, frame stiffening. Timeburner hissed, and Patchtufts picked a fern and aggressively wrapped her paw.
      “Don’t put too much weight on it, Spirit-Breaker-”
      “Sure, Tufts. Whatever you say.” Timeburner grumbled, standing on all fours. She immediately toppled to the floor, ground harshly meeting her flank.
      “What did I say?” Patchtufts hissed. “And don’t call me that, we’re not friends. You owe me some answers, Spirit-breaker. What did you do to these cats?”

      Timeburner was experiencing survivor’s guilt, Emerald Darter dryly informed the other two after hearing the thoughts of both cats.
      “Just a simple psychological state in which someone who survived or escaped an event when others didn’t felt shame, guilt, or a sense of responsibility for the event.”
      Timeburner had muttered something in response – they’re not dead – before the aforementioned shame or guilt or whatever other emotion Emerald Darter couldn’t care less about filled her entire being again, and Timeburner quieted, lowering his head with a prickling pelt.

      Maybe they are dead. Maybe I killed my friends. I’m a terrible guide, and an even worse cat. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…

      The patrol continued on in relative silence, Timeburner limping slightly but still keeping pace. The three entered a frustratingly dark tree tunnel with ivy crawling over its walls, embracing the thorns that stuck out from the dry bark. After a particularly prickly bout of silence in response to her pointing out the ivy, Emerald Darter realized that the other two were upset about the missing cats that they didn’t even know, albeit in different ways. Patchtufts was worried for the missing cats, and Timeburner’s perceived selfishness only added more anger and stress onto their mind. This led her to lash out at Timeburner – which helped nobody and only hindered the patrol. Timeburner, on the other paw, blamed himself, completely disregarding the fact that he had tried her best to save the cats and therefore making a martyr out of herself. This rendered Patchtufts and Emerald Darter completely unable to discuss the matter at paw.
      What a mess. And what a drama queen, Emerald Darter thought as fae watched her patrolmate’s drooping white tail drag along the grass. It’s just one mistake. Timeburner needs to get over it, and fast – I’m losing my patience with these two.

      Patchtufts shook the image of Timeburner’s shamefully trailing tail from her mind as the patrol continued onwards. The guilt lingered in Patchtufts’ mind for a moment after she stopped thinking about Timeburner – they had poked and prodded and assumed Timeburner malicious – but they were quick to reprimand themself. It was unseemly of a heaven-sent warrior such as herself to be so concerned with a cat of no beliefs. A cat who killed her friends, Patchtufts reminded herself. A cat who let down those he was supposed to protect.
      A cat who will destroy the heart of AngelClan.

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    [0410.] viv's explore replies

    Postby Vivika » Tue May 06, 2025 9:22 am

      SUN FOLLOWERS !!
      dawndenki clan archive user's last post

      the sweep of undulating fields breathed an ancient song.

      their low, husky melody seemed to meld with the awakening westerlies and easterlies that cradled the echo of a babbling stream. already, he could feel the sludge of his time in the sewers falling off him. the fragrance of spring florals and pines sweeping away the tang of rust and rot, the sweet dew of last evening’s rain jewelling the small of his back, and the rough brush-heads of wild grass scrubbing the grime of soot and spidering cobwebs from his cheeks. and beneath the layers of rust-red dirt and graying dust, there was a hint of aged gold as well. (+1fp bugs, +1 cobwebs, +1 stick, +1 common myo!)

      oy’s impatient squeak quickened his steps. through the swaying fields of green and gold, his rat friend waved at the top of a broken branch skewered through soft earth.

      he frowned. “what is it, oy? what–”

      “sandytears, was it?” the gentle lilt of his name, the syllables soft and sweet on a stranger’s tongue, halted him mid-step. “your little friend was telling me all about you!”

      windswept honey and coffee curls paused in-front of him, the chime of a chuckle lingering on her lips. a trail of butterfly freckles kissed one side of her cheeks, before fading into the dark coffee toss of her curls. “oh goodness, i almost forgot to introduce myself! i’m furzetuft. i travel out and about the area, but after a rainstorm the other day, it seems i’m a little short on supplies. oy was saying that you could help me out.” a wink fluttered on her delicate features.“if you’re up for it, that is.” (furzetuft has proposed a trade!)

        furzetuft (an npc) has proposed a trade! she would like two herbs (any type) in-exchange for something special of hers. does the patrol agree to the trade or pass on the offer?
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        ⊰ patrol status updates ⊱
        • two free explore posts remaining
        • all patrollers gained +0% hunger

        ⊰ xp earnings (death opt in/out)
        • +10xp for writing, +10xp for patrol sent
        • +1xp for prey, +2xp for herbs, +1xp for item find
        ⊰ findings ⊱
        • +1fp bugs, +1 cobwebs
        • +1 stick, +1 common myo

        ⊰ level totals ⊱
        • +24xp → level 0 (24/100xp)

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        notes; n/a, welcome to explore! <33
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    Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

    Postby DawnDenki » Wed May 07, 2025 3:05 pm

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    Once Sandytears hit the cool stream his muscles relaxed. He didn’t realize how badly he needed this bath. As the filth washed away, he almost felt bad for any of the fish or plants in the water. He had begun to get used to carrying around all the weight of the filth from the sewer pipes. Sandy stepped out the stream, the smooth rock bed had been eroded by the water over the many moons it had been flowing for. The sensation was a wonderful finding for his paws, maybe water didn’t have to be his enemy. And maybe he should mark this stream for future baths or for the rocks below the water.

    After his nice bath and as he and Oysterstench were walking he was more then shocked by the pretty feline. After all, she had noticed him fully before he even knew she was there! His ticked fur spiked up for a moment upon her gentle voice meeting his fluff filled ears. “You know Oy?” His ears pinned a bit. “His full name is Oysterstench…. He's not food.” He put a fatherly protective paw over the small curly golden rodent. His stunning blue eyes studied and watched the curly molly as she spoke. Oy squeaked to Sandytears, understanding his weariness of her, but not wanting his friend to close his heart to new situations.

    His tan fur was only complimented but the bright sun rays in the sky that beamed behind him. Her wink seemed to flutter down to Sandytear, making him flustered in her presence. The lone cat nodded to Fuzetuft, reaching behind him. “I’ve been carrying these since my dip in the stream..” He laid the stick and cobwebs before her. “I know the stick may not be much, but it's good for something I promise!” He mewed scooting both items towards her with his paw. A slight grin creeped on his face as she was going to surprise the molly as he had been surprised by her once before. “And I’d like you to meet my friend Crowpatch!” He gestured to the white & black patched tom that padded behind him, emerging from the bushes and shrubs. Crowpatch was quiet but gave a friendly smile to her. Both toms stood with friendly smiles, tails flicking with excitement for what they may receive in return.

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    Crowpatch | He/Him| HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N


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    experience: 24

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    ━ opted in to death?
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    ━ inventory
    Bugs| 1 FP | x1
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    Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

    Postby osamu » Thu May 08, 2025 4:52 am

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    [i am not writing words but since this is my first explore with this clan,,, just note. theyre lesbians. also carrotcake is a silly lass and theure kinda opposite each other,,,,,,,, 🐟]

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    ━ cats on patrol
    carrotcake | she/her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
    eclipse | she/they | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N

    ━ custom predators / prey
    yes!
    ━ level 1
    experience: 24/200
    ━ inventory items used
    n/a
    ━ active / monthly tasks:
    >monthly #3 no word entry
    ━ opted in to death?
    yes
    ━ inventory
    mouse | 2 fp | x1
    shrew | 2 fp | x2
    squirrel | 3 fp | x2
    owl | 4 fp | x1
    rabbit | 4 fp | x1
    bird | 4 fp | x1

    no herbs!
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    Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

    Postby spideysense » Fri May 09, 2025 9:46 am

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    ━━━ « writing section » ━━━

    explore writing: [n/a!]
    word count: 0 words

    ━━━ « patrollers, inventory & level / xp section » ━━━


      opted-in for death: no
      active & monthly tasks: monthly task 3 - no explore writing
      prey & predator list: custom

      ✦✦ level & xp: level 1 (49/200xp)

      ✦✦ cats on patrol ✦✦
      Clamfoot • he/she• 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick
      Tidechaser • she/her • 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick
      Crackerjack • they/any • 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick
      Loamwhisper • he/him • 0% hunger • 100% health • not sick

      ✦✦ prey & herbs inventory ✦✦
      ⤷ scraps (1 FP) x0 • bugs (1 FP) x3 • shore crab (1 FP) x1
      lizard (2 FP) x0 • small rodent (2 FP) x0 • small fish (2 FP) x0 • irk nymph (2 FP) x1 • bird eggs (2 FP) x0
      octopus (3 FP) x0 • rock crab (3 FP) x0 • irk (3 FP) x1 • perch (3 FP) x0
      crabdack (4 FP) x0 • seagull (4 FP) x0 • grouse (4 FP) x0 • walleye (4 FP) x0
      sturgeon (5 FP) x0 • bird of prey (5 FP) x0 • pelican (5 FP) x0 • heron (5 FP) x0

      ⤷ herbname x0 • herbname x0 • herbname x0 • herbname x0 • herbname x0 • herbname x0 • herbname x0

      ✦✦ items in inventory used ✦✦
      n/a
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    Re: Stars V.2 • Explore

    Postby Gaycko » Sat May 10, 2025 12:03 pm




    ━ cats on patrol
    Rootwhisker | She/her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
    Pollenpounce | She/her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
    Stumpripple | She/Her | HP 100% | HUP 0% | Sick: N
    Bramblestrike | She/Her | HP 100% | HUP 10% | Sick: N
    /quote]
    ━ custom predators / prey
    N/A
    ━ level 1
    experience: 39/200
    ━ inventory items used
    N/A
    ━ active / monthly tasks:
    Monthly task #2; Rootwhisker & Stumpripple are rivals
    Monthly task #3; 0 Explore post words written
    ━ opted in to death?
    no
    ━ inventory
    Scraps | 1 FP | x1
    Small Fish | 2 FP | x1
    Vole | 2 FP | x1
    Minnow | 3 FP | x1
    prey | 3 FP | x0
    prey | 4 FP | x0

    Willow Leaves | x1
    Chamomile | x1
    Raspberry Leaves | x1
    Watermint | x1
    Bindweed | x1
    Tormentil | x1
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