❁ Oakclan ❁ *Open and Accepting*

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@Kyda
I'm sorry! I missed you somehow. You're accepted.

Attention!

Attention!

Attention!

Alright, E.M.B.E.R. has decided that they aren't active enough for this Rp, and they're trying to cut down on some Rps. Of course, we can't do without a leader and one of our mentors and a sick cat, so I'm putting them up for adoption.
If anyone would like to take these roles/cats, please Pm me.

Thanks!

~Shade

[Writing 4 Eva!]

H O L L Y P A W

As Rockpaw dashed towards the entrance of the training hollow to get the poppy seeds, Hollypaw pressed her ear to the apprentice lying on the floor. Falconpaw was still alive and that wad what mattered the most. She tried waking him up with no result at all. Rockpaw returned giving her about seven poppy seeds and leaving them on the ground. With a secret smile of relief to herself she nodded and then realized Rockpaw couldn't see her nodding- that thought made her feel terrible. She knew perfectly how much Rockpaw hated to be pitied because of his disability. "Yes. Thanks." Hollypaw said and cupped the brown seeds on to her paw and made Falconpaw swallow them. "Please help me get him back to camp " She told the apprentice.

[.:Snowy Flame:.]

FrozenWind-
I woke up in my den. I yawned and stretched. My paws tingled at the scent of fresh kill. I got a vole and started to eat it in front of the den.

[★LeafyStar★]

❁Rosefur❁

Pic/Description:A russet-furred she-cat with a mixture of brown with emerald eyes


Name:
Rosefur

Gender:
She-cat

Age:
21 moons

Rank:
Warrior

Personality:
Rosefur is kind and strong she-cat with a clever mind. She is a tad shy but will open up to society. She is not a fan of bloodshed.

History:
Rosefur was born in an old barn. Her parents left her with some rogue cats, and they trained her to hunt and fight. They were strict, but took care of her well. As Rosefur grew older, she began to have interest in clan cats. One day she was walking down a stream, and occasionally saw them. She once wandered across the border, but was too scared to go farther in so she stepped back. The clan took her in when she was attacked by a badger. She thanked them and she lives with them now.

Crush/Mate:
Open

Family:
All of them are dead now.

Other:Hi :3

[wander]

(@leafyleafstarnerd accepted! sorry for the longgggg wait. ♥)))

Doing: patrol
Available? not really
Mood: scared-ish
Mentor: Fuzzyclaw

Featherpaw

Brambles raked my pelt as I raced back to camp, along with my patrol. We burst into camp, checking if the foxes were still on our tail. "Foxes!" I yowled, seeing Shadeheart at the edge of the camp, next to Buckthorn. I scanned the camp, seeing how many warriors would be needed for backup.

Doing: ...
Available? no
Mood: sick? lol
Mentor: Buckthorn

Falconpaw

Voices murmured at me while I was dazed. Where was I? I peeled open my heavy eyelids and saw stars all around me. StarClan? A starry tabby she-cat walked up to me and licked my head. Mum? "It'll be alright," she whispered, "you'll recover from this." I found my voice and stammered out, "Wh-what is wrong with me?" But after I spoke, she vanished in a mist of sparkles.

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Rockpaw
I waited in tense silence as she gave Falconpaw the berries. I nodded quickly and lower myself to the point that my belly was almost touching the ground. All the while trying to keep myself from breathing in with my head tilted towards the apprentice. I slowly push my shoulder under his, trying to nudge his stomach over my muzzle. "Hollypaw..." I breathed, my thin frame straining against Falconpaw's weight. "Help with the other side?"

Shadeheart
My head jerked up at Featherpaw's yowl, and shortly after the tang of fox hit me dead in the face. My eyes grew wide, and I quickly looked from Buckthorn, to the yowl, and back again. Finally, after a second of hesitation, I dashed out of the den. Skidding to a stop in front of the newly emerging cats. I reared on my back paws, snarling at thin air. This was the last thing we needed, considering the spreading sickness. If I didn't know better, I would have sworn this clan was doomed. My paws landed hard, bending with the impact. I turn my head to the panicked apprentice, "Featherpaw!" I hissed, "How many are there? How far away are they?"

[JourneyMaster]

Nightfrost's eyes dilated in anxiety. A breakout of sickness, loss of a leader, and now foxes. Even with his apprentice helping he was overwhelmed. As he glanced around he saw various warriors rushing out to defend the camp. Starclan, protect them. he prayed silently. A moment later, he turned his attention to Buckthorn. The Tom was obviously not doing well, but there was not a strong scent if sickness like he would expect. A cat in his condition would normally reek of sickness. "We need to get you to my den. Lean on me, and do your best." He said in a firm, but kind voice.


Lillystep hesitated when she heard the call. should I go? It's not long before I kit... she flicked her tail in frustration. After a second of thought she padded up to Featherpaw. "Do you need my help?" She asked

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Shadeheart
I flick my ear to Lillystep as she approached the apprentice. Narrowing my eyes, I glanced at her belly. It wouldn't be long until she kitted. Fighting was nothing for her to be doing. Tartly I responded for the apprentice,"No. You go back to the nursery. You need to rest, not fight foxes. Besides, I think we'll be alright." That was a lie though my teeth, but I turned and reared onto my back paws as the foxes burst into camp. There were two adults, but I couldn't say what gender they were at this point. Starclan would have to be very helpful if it was a male in a female, which I suspected.

{Alright, to everyone, we really need Pinestar at the moment. Would someone be willing to take him, even temporarily? Same for Buckthorn.

Also, Elwing has taken on ownership of Kestrelflight.}

[JourneyMaster]

Lillystep flattened her ears as she retreated to the nursery. She was a but irritated with the tone of voice Shadeheart used. just because I'm soon to kit, doesn't mean I'm useless she thought with a little huff. I suppose she is right, though. She shied away from the entrance of the den as the sound of the foxes wreaking havoc reached her ears.


Nightfrost settled Buckthorn into a nest of downy heather. He gave the cat a few poppy seeds to help him rest and keep away any pain. "Stay here" he murmured "I'll be back soon as I can." With that, he entered the clearing. The smell of fox was overwhelming. This was a time when the clan could need him not only to heal, but defend the camp.

Kestreldive bounded to Shadeheart's side. Her eyes were wide with fear, but also determination. "What do you need me to do?" She meowed. A moment later, she was forced to dash away to avoid a bite.

[shade.]

Shadeheart
I darted my head to Kestrel as a fox bounded to another cat defending. "Protect the nursery! I'll attempt to drive them away with some others," I yowled with the chaos. Dashing after one of the foxes, I ducked under her and scraped at her belly, snarling. She turned, stopping in front of me. With that moment, the wind blew towards me, and I smelt a really, really bad smell. Not bad as in the scent itself, but instead what it meant. "She smells of milk," I muttered sentimentally. "That's not good, not good at all." I reared up, lashing out at her muzzle while attempting to drive her backward. She bit out, catching my scruff. I was lifted off the ground, meowing fearfully. I tore away, though, bleeding at the side, and jumped back up. After a time I felt slightly woozy, but I kept on lashing out until the fox was covered in scratches. If I had one other warrior, I could surround her and drive her out.