[☘]ＣＬＯＶＥＲＣＬＡＮ | Always Accepting

[imp.]

Shadowpaw froze, staring at the bushes too.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar gently followed Bearpelt, her steps soon falling into his. She trusted Bramblewhisker to watch the camp while she was out, so had nothing to worry about. "It's going to be strange not calling Snakemint's name when there's an emergency." She commented after the silence went on for too long.


Threeleg hopped gently after his leader and the elder, trying to time his hops so that he didn't drop his mentor's tail. His green eyes flashed with pain but he kept silent until Fernstar spoke. "Yes, and it will be strange not being able to check with him that I'm using the right herbs." The medicine cat sighed, lowering his head a tiny bit.


Juniperfrost entered camp with a squirrel she'd caught on the return. She put it on the pile before looking at Bramblewhisker. The fæ opened her mouth to summon him back but bit her lip in refusal. He was talking to Fernstar. With a sigh, she slumped to the warrior's den with low ears and tail. There was no way he'd like her anyway.


"Thanks Berrypaw!" Sparrowpaw called after the fæ before following the patrol back to camp. When they got there, he nodded to Bramblewhisker and put his nous on the pile, keeping the vole for himself. He sat down there and then and began to eat it.


Aquilo froze as he heard a hiss. The loner held his breath as a black tom with long teeth spoke, trying to make as little noise as possible. He crouched down, hoping the thick bushes would hide his grey tabby fur.


Bone growled and barred his long fangs. His black fur bristled and his lip curled back in a snarl. Glaring at the bushes, he let out a hiss. "Whose there? Show yourself!" The rogue ordered, sliding his claws out and digging them into the earth.


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[deals warlock]

Robin | tom | loner | tagged: Aquilo, Shadowpaw, Bone
Robin flattened his ears, slinking slowly out from the bushes. Now that he could see the rogue, Robin knew it was indeed Bone. There was also a smaller she-cat with him; she was a clan cat, which bothered Robin. He'd never heard of clan cats associating with rogues, and she wasn't more than an apprentice either. In fact, it seemed both of the hostile cats were younger than Robin and Aquilo. "And who are you?" he questioned back. He straightened, bristling his fur slightly. These two kits were no threat to him, and he refused to be intimidated.

[Antipathy]

Torrentheart sat in the corner of the camp, her faded green gaze sweeping the clearing. The camp seemed so stifling right now... the grief and loss of Snakemint had settled heavily over the camp. I can't stay here. The thought rang through her, making her fidgety and nervous. Hunt. Yes, that will clear my thoughts. She arose from her spot in the camp and padded towards the entrance of the camp. She quickly stopped, however, when she saw the group carrying Snakemint out of camp. She stood carefully away, letting them pass, before quickly padding out and heading west.


Daywatcher couldn't help but notice the cloud of grief that shadowed Fernstar, Threeleg and Bearpelt as they carried Snakemint out of the camp. She watched her sister head out right after them; a pang of worry traveled through her. She'll be fine, she assured herself. Torrentheart just deals with grief by herself. A cool breeze traveled the camp, chilling her slightly. She hoped another patrol would be sent out soon, as she was already cold. A good run around the border would definitely warm her up.


Bearpelt nodded at the medicine cat and leader's words. "He was a good cat," he murmured through Snakemint's fur. "And Threeleg?" he meowed louder, making sure the medicine cat could hear him. "You're going to do fine. I've seen the way you work, and I can tell, you know your herbs. Snakemint will watch over you." The dark brown tom thought back to watching the medicine cat and his apprentice sort herbs.

[starlight,]

SheCat
17 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Threeleg, although Addertooth likes her.
Tags: Open

Foxstripe waited patiently for Threeleg's return.

Tom
30 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Fernstar, although Juniperfrost and Fallowstream like him.
Tags: Juniperfrost, Sparrowpaw, Hailpaw

Bramblewhisker nodded to Fernstar, his pelt prickling with excitement. "I won't let you down. He turned back to Juniperfrost. "Fernstar's made me in charge while she goes to bury Snakemint. I'm honored, because she didn't ask her deputy. Does that mean she's going to make me deputy? That would be awesome." A purr escaped his throat at the thought of being side-by-side with Fernstar, his pale green eyes reflecting into Juniperfrost's.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar looked at Threeleg and nodded. "Bearpelt's right. I have seen you helping with colds and headaches and the like, you will be fine." She reassured him, green eyes shining with reassurance.


Threeleg looked gratefully from Bearpelt to Fernstar. "Thank you, I will try to serve my Clan with everything I've got." He promised, dipping his head slightly.


Juniperfrost's heart fluttered as he came back over to her. "Awesome! I haven't seen Coyotefur around.." She mewed, glancing around camp for the deputy. "If she made you deputy, I'm sure you'd be a great one." She smiled, nudging his shoulder gently in a friendly manner.


"Thanks Berrypaw!" Sparrowpaw called after the fæ before following the patrol back to camp. When they got there, he nodded to Bramblewhisker and put his nous on the pile, keeping the vole for himself. He sat down there and then and began to eat it.


Aquilo stared at Robin. "What are you doing?" He hissed before noticing the two cats were smaller and younger than he. The tom couldn't let Robin face them alone, and so stood up. He stepped through the bush and beside Robin. His claws slid out and his fur bristled.


Bone stared at the two toms with plain hostility. "Who do you think I am? My name is Bone, the cat who is about to send you to hell!" He growled, tail lashing and eyes narrowed. He knew that without Shadowpaw's help, these two tom's could kill him, so he was glad to have her there.


{I might have another deputy poll since Coyotefur's owner hasn't been very active.}

[imp.]

Shadowpaw started laughing when she saw the two cats. "Bone, I mean, just think. Two kittypets?"

[deals warlock]

Robin | tom | loner | tagged: Aquilo, Shadowpaw, Bone
Robin flicked his ears at Aquilo. Together they weren't in any danger against Bone and the she-cat. Heck, they weren't in any danger alone. The tom snorted when Bone threatened the two. These two kits against full-grown toms? He almost started laughing. Opening his mouth to retort, he stopped when the she-cat commented to her friend. Kittypets? Robin flexed his claws, resisting the urge to show those two exactly what kittypets were. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't run your pelts out of this place." Robin had no rights to the territory, but neither did the rogue. As for the apprentice... If she wanted to associate with rogues, she might as well be one in Robin's eyes.

[starlight,]

SheCat
17 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Threeleg, although Addertooth likes her.
Tags: Open

Foxstripe waited patiently for Threeleg's return.

Tom
30 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Fernstar, although Juniperfrost and Fallowstream like him.
Tags: Juniperfrost, Sparrowpaw, Hailpaw

Bramblewhisker licked his chest fur in embarrassment. "Thank's, Juniperfrost. He smiled softly at her, his pale green eyes shining. "You always know the perfect thing to say.." A purr escaped his throat from the thought of him being deputy.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar looked at Threeleg and nodded. "Bearpelt's right. I have seen you helping with colds and headaches and the like, you will be fine." She reassured him, green eyes shining with reassurance.


Threeleg looked gratefully from Bearpelt to Fernstar. "Thank you, I will try to serve my Clan with everything I've got." He promised, dipping his head slightly.


Juniperfrost smiled. "I do?" She echoed before her tail flicked happily. "Well thanks, anything for a friend I guess." In her mind, she noted how she'd said 'friend'. Oh how she wished they could be much more than that. "I could never be deputy though, I'm too jumpy and happy all the time. I could never be serious enough to lead a Clan."


"Thanks Berrypaw!" Sparrowpaw called after the fæ before following the patrol back to camp. When they got there, he nodded to Bramblewhisker and put his mouse on the pile, keeping the vole for himself. He sat down there and then and began to eat it.


Aquilo glared at Shadowpaw. "Kittypets?" He wondered whether this apprentice would know about his sister, and would be able to tell him whether she was doing okay... He shoved the thought out of his brain. His sister had chosen to abandon him and live with the Clan, and that was her choice to make.


Bone looked at Shadowpaw and giggled. "You two elders couldn't hurt a fly." He chuckled at the older toms, the scars on his face wrinkling like snakes. The rogue's narrowed eyes burned with hostility and his tail lashed as he smirked at the two loners. "And what are you doing on Clan territory anyway?"


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