Crowstream | Tom | Warrior
He sits down next to Fireflint, he felt bad that she didn't have a lot of friends,
"I'm your friend, whenever you want to hangout, hunt, or patrol you can always ask me and I'd be more than happy to accompany you." He meows purring.
Crowstream | Tom | Warrior
He sits down next to Fireflint, he felt bad that she didn't have a lot of friends,
"I'm your friend, whenever you want to hangout, hunt, or patrol you can always ask me and I'd be more than happy to accompany you." He meows purring.
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Fireflint~Warrior~She-cat
Fireflint smiled even bigger. "I'm just worried. I love my clan and I don't want anyone to die." She sighed. FIreflint looked up birds were flying above her head. "Starclan please don't do this." she whisper, sadness rung in her voice.
Fireflint~Warrior~She-cat
Fireflint smiled even bigger. "I'm just worried. I love my clan and I don't want anyone to die." She sighed. FIreflint looked up birds were flying above her head. "Starclan please don't do this." she whisper, sadness rung in her voice.
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Crowstream | Tom | Warrior
He keeps looking at Fireflint and he runs his tail along her spine to comfort her.
"I'm sure everyone will be fine" he meows, but he wasn't quite sure that was true. He just wanted to comfort her, he felt strongly for this she-cat but he wasn't quite sure what the feeling was.
Was it a strong friendship feeling or a crush? he thinks to himself. He tried pushing the feeling away but it still stayed in the pit of his chest.
Crowstream | Tom | Warrior
He keeps looking at Fireflint and he runs his tail along her spine to comfort her.
"I'm sure everyone will be fine" he meows, but he wasn't quite sure that was true. He just wanted to comfort her, he felt strongly for this she-cat but he wasn't quite sure what the feeling was.
Was it a strong friendship feeling or a crush? he thinks to himself. He tried pushing the feeling away but it still stayed in the pit of his chest.
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((Pinging you so you know Cement is available :D
Cement can hear the gurgle of a stream nearby, but the tom was pretty positive that it was the border of that clan he had stumbled on earlier that day. He heard a few things about them, how they lost a leader of some sort and they were beyond vicious. Cement could digress though, the she-cat from earlier that he saw didn't look vicious. She actually looked amazing plucking that black bird from the sky. Sighing softly, he briefly wished he could hunt like that.
Perking up, he listened quietly for any signs of a mouse or vole. He was rather hungry and going to the city to scavenge for food wasn't a good idea. Pausing, he thought he heard a rustle, but it was bigger than that of a mouse. Growing rigid in his stance, Cement grew alert, carefully regarding his surroundings with a cautious gaze. Maybe it was one of those larger predators. If so, he would have to run.
Nightstride feels the fox fall away, watches as it drags Dusktide down with itself. "Dusktide!" He yowls, scrambling to the edge. He peers down, noticing her just barely managing to cling to the edge. Her back is torn apart and bleeding profusely. Panting heavily, he looks around as she calls for him to get the others. "Just- Just hold on! I'll pull you up!" The others were too far, he wouldn't be able to make the journey and she could die, her death on his paws.
Hurriedly, he returns to the tree line, scrambling about in the underbrush as he looks for vines of ivy. Finding a tree infested with the plant, he quickly tears it away, trying not to pull it too short. Getting a long, string strand, he races over to a bush close by the edge of the gorge, where Dusktide is clinging for life. Tangling the strand in the stronger bottom branches of the bush, Nightstride pulls the vine over, tossing it over the ledge. "Grab onto it and I'll pull you up!" He called out, icy blue eyes wide with panic.
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((Pinging you so you know Cement is available :D
Cement can hear the gurgle of a stream nearby, but the tom was pretty positive that it was the border of that clan he had stumbled on earlier that day. He heard a few things about them, how they lost a leader of some sort and they were beyond vicious. Cement could digress though, the she-cat from earlier that he saw didn't look vicious. She actually looked amazing plucking that black bird from the sky. Sighing softly, he briefly wished he could hunt like that.
Perking up, he listened quietly for any signs of a mouse or vole. He was rather hungry and going to the city to scavenge for food wasn't a good idea. Pausing, he thought he heard a rustle, but it was bigger than that of a mouse. Growing rigid in his stance, Cement grew alert, carefully regarding his surroundings with a cautious gaze. Maybe it was one of those larger predators. If so, he would have to run.
Nightstride feels the fox fall away, watches as it drags Dusktide down with itself. "Dusktide!" He yowls, scrambling to the edge. He peers down, noticing her just barely managing to cling to the edge. Her back is torn apart and bleeding profusely. Panting heavily, he looks around as she calls for him to get the others. "Just- Just hold on! I'll pull you up!" The others were too far, he wouldn't be able to make the journey and she could die, her death on his paws.
Hurriedly, he returns to the tree line, scrambling about in the underbrush as he looks for vines of ivy. Finding a tree infested with the plant, he quickly tears it away, trying not to pull it too short. Getting a long, string strand, he races over to a bush close by the edge of the gorge, where Dusktide is clinging for life. Tangling the strand in the stronger bottom branches of the bush, Nightstride pulls the vine over, tossing it over the ledge. "Grab onto it and I'll pull you up!" He called out, icy blue eyes wide with panic.
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Sorrehleart | She-cat | Warrior
She continues on, the scent of squirrel fills her nostrils, her stomach growls she hasn't eaten yet today. She stops and listens for it, she crouches down slowly creeping through the forest. The squirrel comes into view and she crouches down, she slowly and quietly moves forwards then when she gets close as possible she charges. She runs after the squirrel and before it could get to the tree she steps on its tail and quickly kills it. She lets out a loud shout, of pride and she looks down at her fresh-kill, proud.
She quickly stops when she smells a strange scent. The scent of a cat, but not a clan cat. She quickly crouches down hoping it didn't hear her shout. She stays still, the scents all crowded her nostrils so she couldn't pin point the cat.
What if it's the rogues? What if I get hurt and can't get home? All these thoughts run through her head and she closes her eyes, trying to keep her breathing steady.
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Sorrehleart | She-cat | Warrior
She continues on, the scent of squirrel fills her nostrils, her stomach growls she hasn't eaten yet today. She stops and listens for it, she crouches down slowly creeping through the forest. The squirrel comes into view and she crouches down, she slowly and quietly moves forwards then when she gets close as possible she charges. She runs after the squirrel and before it could get to the tree she steps on its tail and quickly kills it. She lets out a loud shout, of pride and she looks down at her fresh-kill, proud.
She quickly stops when she smells a strange scent. The scent of a cat, but not a clan cat. She quickly crouches down hoping it didn't hear her shout. She stays still, the scents all crowded her nostrils so she couldn't pin point the cat.
What if it's the rogues? What if I get hurt and can't get home? All these thoughts run through her head and she closes her eyes, trying to keep her breathing steady.
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As Spottedpaw left, Pearlfur was left alone again.
(Im unsure if striking is still with them hhh)
As Spottedpaw left, Pearlfur was left alone again.
(Im unsure if striking is still with them hhh)
I’ve been spotted. :0
Dusktide
She counts the seconds, teeth gritting, the harsh grind of ivories against one another the only thing allowing her to keep her sanity in the midst of the agony. The warrior thinks of the Clan, thinks of how far they still have left to go, and how she has to be there to see it.
Leaves clatter to her right, startling her from her focus. A bush, dangling from a vine, is just in reach. Without a second thought, she lunges for it with front paws and gnashing jaws. She sinks her claws and her fangs into the tangled branches, though she keeps her hind legs upon the earth. Nightstride begins to pull her up--she walks her hind legs up to try to support part of herself, to keep from dragging him over as well.
In one final heave, she's on the edge. Blood streams from the wounds upon her back as she makes the final pull of her body over. She collapses immediately upon her stomach--conscious, but exhausted. Labored breathing shakes her form. Dusktide offers him a small smile.
"Good job," she says, scarred eye closed--a habit she has, a dead giveaway for when she's truly in pain. The scar always sears at times like these.
Dusktide
She counts the seconds, teeth gritting, the harsh grind of ivories against one another the only thing allowing her to keep her sanity in the midst of the agony. The warrior thinks of the Clan, thinks of how far they still have left to go, and how she has to be there to see it.
Leaves clatter to her right, startling her from her focus. A bush, dangling from a vine, is just in reach. Without a second thought, she lunges for it with front paws and gnashing jaws. She sinks her claws and her fangs into the tangled branches, though she keeps her hind legs upon the earth. Nightstride begins to pull her up--she walks her hind legs up to try to support part of herself, to keep from dragging him over as well.
In one final heave, she's on the edge. Blood streams from the wounds upon her back as she makes the final pull of her body over. She collapses immediately upon her stomach--conscious, but exhausted. Labored breathing shakes her form. Dusktide offers him a small smile.
"Good job," she says, scarred eye closed--a habit she has, a dead giveaway for when she's truly in pain. The scar always sears at times like these.
Soughpaw lay near the apprentice den, sprawled out. She was bored , but she had already done her training for the day. I hope nobody minds me going for a run. She got up and padded towards the entrance and went through it, once outside of camp she picked up her pace into a trot, and then she started to run. The wind in her fur making her smile brighter than a thousand suns.
Soughpaw lay near the apprentice den, sprawled out. She was bored , but she had already done her training for the day. I hope nobody minds me going for a run. She got up and padded towards the entrance and went through it, once outside of camp she picked up her pace into a trot, and then she started to run. The wind in her fur making her smile brighter than a thousand suns.
((I have no idea what happened to Striking, uh, he just, idk, wandered off xD?
Cement jumps a bit, hearing a loud shout. Startled, he immediately races for cover, slithering into a patch of tall grass. He waits silently for a moment, looking around. Eventually, he slinks back out into the open, looking around tentatively. He wasn't sure, but he thought he could scent another cat. Given the shout from before, it was another cat. Swallowing thickly, Cement begins to pad to where the noise had been.
"Hello?" He meows out, tail flicking in curiosity as he felt his fear ebb away. Maybe this cat was actually friendly. "Is there, someone here?" He called, pausing to see if he could hear anything. Cement felt his stomach twist uncomfortably. Okay, he wasn't deathly afraid, but he still was a little nervous.
Nightstride nods, looking down at her, noticing the pain etched into her face. "I need to carry you back to camp. If I try to get a medicine cat now, you would probably bleed out by the time another warrior carries you to camp. Just pull yourself onto me." Crouching as low as possible, Nightstride watches as Dusktide begrudgingly accepts. When her body is draped over his, he stands, legs shaking slightly in the effort. All he wanted to do was rest, but the feeling of her blood now soaking into his own fur causes him to push on.
He attempts a fast pace, tracing a safe path through the forest with minimal debris in the way. He didn't want to jostle Dusktide from his back. He can feel his entire body burning, but noticing a visible landmark tells him that he's close to camp. Soon enough, Nightstride can hear the chatter of cats and he yowls loudly, reaching the entrance of the camp. Exhausted, he gives in and collapses before the entrance, panting for air. Gathering what strength he has left, Nightstride pulls his body out from under Dusktide. "We made it..." He murmurs.
Strikingpaw, hearing a yowl, races for the camp entrance. Seeing Nightstride and Dusktide both collapsed on the ground causes his heart start to race. "What happened?" He yowled. "Spottedpaw! Spottedpaw!" He screeches, rushing to Dusktide first as he notices the deep gashes raked down her back. "Oh Starclan, what happened?" He repeated again. "We need to get you in camp! Are you alright Nightstride?" Seeing the tom nod in response, Strikingpaw bends down and grabs Dusktide by her scruff with his mouth, dragging her further into the camp.
((I have no idea what happened to Striking, uh, he just, idk, wandered off xD?
Cement jumps a bit, hearing a loud shout. Startled, he immediately races for cover, slithering into a patch of tall grass. He waits silently for a moment, looking around. Eventually, he slinks back out into the open, looking around tentatively. He wasn't sure, but he thought he could scent another cat. Given the shout from before, it was another cat. Swallowing thickly, Cement begins to pad to where the noise had been.
"Hello?" He meows out, tail flicking in curiosity as he felt his fear ebb away. Maybe this cat was actually friendly. "Is there, someone here?" He called, pausing to see if he could hear anything. Cement felt his stomach twist uncomfortably. Okay, he wasn't deathly afraid, but he still was a little nervous.
Nightstride nods, looking down at her, noticing the pain etched into her face. "I need to carry you back to camp. If I try to get a medicine cat now, you would probably bleed out by the time another warrior carries you to camp. Just pull yourself onto me." Crouching as low as possible, Nightstride watches as Dusktide begrudgingly accepts. When her body is draped over his, he stands, legs shaking slightly in the effort. All he wanted to do was rest, but the feeling of her blood now soaking into his own fur causes him to push on.
He attempts a fast pace, tracing a safe path through the forest with minimal debris in the way. He didn't want to jostle Dusktide from his back. He can feel his entire body burning, but noticing a visible landmark tells him that he's close to camp. Soon enough, Nightstride can hear the chatter of cats and he yowls loudly, reaching the entrance of the camp. Exhausted, he gives in and collapses before the entrance, panting for air. Gathering what strength he has left, Nightstride pulls his body out from under Dusktide. "We made it..." He murmurs.
Strikingpaw, hearing a yowl, races for the camp entrance. Seeing Nightstride and Dusktide both collapsed on the ground causes his heart start to race. "What happened?" He yowled. "Spottedpaw! Spottedpaw!" He screeches, rushing to Dusktide first as he notices the deep gashes raked down her back. "Oh Starclan, what happened?" He repeated again. "We need to get you in camp! Are you alright Nightstride?" Seeing the tom nod in response, Strikingpaw bends down and grabs Dusktide by her scruff with his mouth, dragging her further into the camp.