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I've posted again. @Phaesaris I hope it's okay that I took Owlkit back to camp; I just wanted to get things moving. If you don't like it, I could change it.
“Sorry, Riversong,” Sagekit muttered, looking appropriately chastised and shrinking against the queen’s fur as she pulled the kits in close with her tail. He wanted to do his own exploring, but now was clearly not the time when Ravenfeather was already worried enough about Owlkit. Willowkit seemed to be thinking the same, since she was content to sit next to Riversong, even if she did appear a bit restless.
Not far from the BoulderClan camp, Nettlefang listened to the lynx speak. He was relieved beyond measure that Owlkit was safe even after wandering into OakClan territory and that none of those cats had found him first. He thought that the proposition of the lynx was a strange one, even more so the mere presence of the larger feline in the Clan territories, but that was for Boulderstar to decide. He certainly was not about to chase off the visitor after he’d safely brought back a missing kit.
Boulderstar seemed like she could manage out here, and the queens were no doubt worrying about Owlkit even now. Better to put an end to that as soon as possible. “I’ll take Owlkit back to Riversong and Ravenfeather,” Nettlefang mewed to Boulderstar beside him, walking forward to examine the kit. Owlkit looked unfazed and maybe even excited by his little adventure, but it would be up to Ravenfeather to lecture him for his behavior. Nettlefang simply picked up the kit in his jaws gently and padded back to camp.
It wasn’t long before the warrior deposited Owlkit before Riversong. “This little one walked all the way to the border with OakClan. Thank StarClan he’s safe,” Nettlefang mewed to his mate, looking relaxed now that the cause for alarm had passed.
Sagekit and Willowkit perked up as soon as the other kit had appeared, and they set upon him eagerly as he was placed in front of them, chattering quickly as they asked one question after another. Even though Riversong and Ravenfeather had warned them of the dangers of leaving camp, they were both excited and eager to hear about Owlkit’s exploration.
“Did you go all the way to the lake?” Willowkit’s eyes were shining as she imagined seeing the entire territory and the expanse of water laid out before her, like the warriors and apprentices often described. She, of course, had not been born in the camp and had seen some parts of BoulderClan’s territory before, but she had never been as far as the lake with her birth mother.
“Did you see a fox? Or a badger?” Sagekit chimed in, equally animated.
Quite some distance east of the Clan territories, Leaf and Cinnamon were traveling through the forests together, as they had been for a few days. Leaf still wasn’t sure where their goal was. So far, the areas that they’d passed through were either unlivable or already occupied by aggressive cats. The young loner didn’t think those territories were worth the fight, nor did she imagine the possibility of victory, so they had moved on. The hunting was sparse so far, and Leaf’s strength was beginning to flag due to the constant walking, sometimes running from danger, and not always having enough food in their bellies. There were mountains in the distance, and for now the pair of she-cats were heading in their general direction. Who knows what they would find once they reached that area?
“How are you doing?” Leaf gazed at her companion without breaking stride. “Should we stop to rest soon, or hunt?” she questioned, wanting to gauge how Cinnamon was doing. Leaf would force herself to press on no matter the challenges, but she worried about her friend.
Not far from the BoulderClan camp, Nettlefang listened to the lynx speak. He was relieved beyond measure that Owlkit was safe even after wandering into OakClan territory and that none of those cats had found him first. He thought that the proposition of the lynx was a strange one, even more so the mere presence of the larger feline in the Clan territories, but that was for Boulderstar to decide. He certainly was not about to chase off the visitor after he’d safely brought back a missing kit.
Boulderstar seemed like she could manage out here, and the queens were no doubt worrying about Owlkit even now. Better to put an end to that as soon as possible. “I’ll take Owlkit back to Riversong and Ravenfeather,” Nettlefang mewed to Boulderstar beside him, walking forward to examine the kit. Owlkit looked unfazed and maybe even excited by his little adventure, but it would be up to Ravenfeather to lecture him for his behavior. Nettlefang simply picked up the kit in his jaws gently and padded back to camp.
It wasn’t long before the warrior deposited Owlkit before Riversong. “This little one walked all the way to the border with OakClan. Thank StarClan he’s safe,” Nettlefang mewed to his mate, looking relaxed now that the cause for alarm had passed.
Sagekit and Willowkit perked up as soon as the other kit had appeared, and they set upon him eagerly as he was placed in front of them, chattering quickly as they asked one question after another. Even though Riversong and Ravenfeather had warned them of the dangers of leaving camp, they were both excited and eager to hear about Owlkit’s exploration.
“Did you go all the way to the lake?” Willowkit’s eyes were shining as she imagined seeing the entire territory and the expanse of water laid out before her, like the warriors and apprentices often described. She, of course, had not been born in the camp and had seen some parts of BoulderClan’s territory before, but she had never been as far as the lake with her birth mother.
“Did you see a fox? Or a badger?” Sagekit chimed in, equally animated.
Quite some distance east of the Clan territories, Leaf and Cinnamon were traveling through the forests together, as they had been for a few days. Leaf still wasn’t sure where their goal was. So far, the areas that they’d passed through were either unlivable or already occupied by aggressive cats. The young loner didn’t think those territories were worth the fight, nor did she imagine the possibility of victory, so they had moved on. The hunting was sparse so far, and Leaf’s strength was beginning to flag due to the constant walking, sometimes running from danger, and not always having enough food in their bellies. There were mountains in the distance, and for now the pair of she-cats were heading in their general direction. Who knows what they would find once they reached that area?
“How are you doing?” Leaf gazed at her companion without breaking stride. “Should we stop to rest soon, or hunt?” she questioned, wanting to gauge how Cinnamon was doing. Leaf would force herself to press on no matter the challenges, but she worried about her friend.
Okay, Leaf's up in my list of characters.
@AngelKitten Don't forget my loners. Owl, Dark, and Hawk are all still probably ripping at each other. Dust.. Might be the best to know. She's old enough for sure.
I haven't. :) I just don't think Leaf(paw) and friend will have known them until later.
@AngelKitten I could make a character for the job!
Great! I'll try to have her up tonight along with a post.
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I am also able to make such a cat if you need
Btdubs, I am also typing out a post
You can still join if you want, group of three loners.
I'm here. I was planning to have my kits bug Leopardkit, but I was hoping for some other posts first. I'll probably post sometime today regardless.
I also have an apprentice-aged character in the works who is traveling from wherever she came. I plan to have her eventually cross OakClan's eastern border and join. Anyone want to make her a traveling buddy/friend who shares her past? (She'd just be a young loner on hard times who wanted a change of scenery and a place with better hunting.)
I also have an apprentice-aged character in the works who is traveling from wherever she came. I plan to have her eventually cross OakClan's eastern border and join. Anyone want to make her a traveling buddy/friend who shares her past? (She'd just be a young loner on hard times who wanted a change of scenery and a place with better hunting.)
What is everyone in Boulderclan doing? Because I want to have Leopardkit do something, but I'm not sure what to do with her. She's awesome, but needs to be made an apprentice XD
They should have the apprentice ceremony at the end of the day then. Boulderstar and Nettlefang (and Ravenfeather?) are finding Owlkit and Amberleaf is off with Screefoot, Harepaw, and Pearpaw, encountering Briar (and it seems like Roseclaw and Copperpaw will jump in soon). My kits are in the camp with Riversong.
Hey @Phaesaris, also waiting on Ripplepaw. :) Just in case you missed my last Nightmist post.
Amberleaf nodded to the others, noting Harepaw’s aggression. That was to be expected; he could only hope that the apprentice would not attack without Amberleaf giving the word. As the scent grew stronger, he was certain that it was vaguely familiar, and when he came into sight of the loner he recognized him immediately. Maybe some of the other cats wouldn’t remember Briar, who had been with the Clan for only a few sunrises, but as the deputy, Amberleaf was well aware of every cat who was in the Clan or had been in the past.
“Briar,” Amberleaf mewed calmly, coming to a stop a few tail-lengths away. “What brings you to BoulderClan’s territory? Again,” he added, allowing some disapproval to color his voice. He didn’t really mind the beige tom and didn’t feel threatened by his presence, especially since he had family within the Clan, but they couldn’t just allow Briar to roam their territory whenever he felt like it, much less hunt within it. It would set a dangerous precedent for other loners and even rogues.
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Nettlefang fell in behind Boulderstar, appearing more confident than he felt that they would find Owlkit safe and sound. Outside the camp, he caught the scent trail headed towards OakClan’s border and waved at Boulderstar with this tail. “I think he went this way,” he called, following Owlkit’s scent with his jaws open. It was somewhat fresh, so the kit couldn’t have been gone for too long. Hopefully he didn’t venture into OakClan territory, but even if he had, surely those cats wouldn’t harm a helpless kit? Still, better to find the little troublemaker as soon as possible.
Soon, a strange scent that Nettlefang couldn’t quite place flooded his jaws on the wind, and he caught sight of a much larger feline walking towards them. He stopped in surprise, fur starting to rise as he prepared for an attack, but relief washed over him when he noticed the small bundle of fur on the lynx’s back. “Owlkit,” Nettlefang said quietly, thankful for the kit’s safety. He looked to Boulderstar to address the visitor, seeing as she was their leader.
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“Briar,” Amberleaf mewed calmly, coming to a stop a few tail-lengths away. “What brings you to BoulderClan’s territory? Again,” he added, allowing some disapproval to color his voice. He didn’t really mind the beige tom and didn’t feel threatened by his presence, especially since he had family within the Clan, but they couldn’t just allow Briar to roam their territory whenever he felt like it, much less hunt within it. It would set a dangerous precedent for other loners and even rogues.
@Phaesaris@OtterTerror@CLIW
Nettlefang fell in behind Boulderstar, appearing more confident than he felt that they would find Owlkit safe and sound. Outside the camp, he caught the scent trail headed towards OakClan’s border and waved at Boulderstar with this tail. “I think he went this way,” he called, following Owlkit’s scent with his jaws open. It was somewhat fresh, so the kit couldn’t have been gone for too long. Hopefully he didn’t venture into OakClan territory, but even if he had, surely those cats wouldn’t harm a helpless kit? Still, better to find the little troublemaker as soon as possible.
Soon, a strange scent that Nettlefang couldn’t quite place flooded his jaws on the wind, and he caught sight of a much larger feline walking towards them. He stopped in surprise, fur starting to rise as he prepared for an attack, but relief washed over him when he noticed the small bundle of fur on the lynx’s back. “Owlkit,” Nettlefang said quietly, thankful for the kit’s safety. He looked to Boulderstar to address the visitor, seeing as she was their leader.
@KahleenCuthald@Iatos
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