nightclan ☽ -- stalk the shadows with us { roleplay }

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    . "No," Coaltalon laughed, "hunting comes next. We're just going to show you around territory, and marking the borders."


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  • Foxpaw
    [color=black]Tom - 6 Moons - Nightclan
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    [color=black]"Oh, OK." He said, switching his gaze back to the area around them as they walked. The silence was killing him, even if it was short. "Do cats ever cross the borders?" Foxpaw asked, with all the curiosity of a kit.

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    . "Not always, but it is a possibility," Coaltalon answered patiently. "Usually we escort them back to their side of the border, if bloodshed can be avoided," he added, so Foxpaw wouldn't need to ask. With that in mind, he would remember later to ask the apprentice on what they should do if they find a cat crossing the border.


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    【 maybe cicadasong? i don't know, whoever is up to you. although tabby genetics would be nice because of the kits i have in mind





    Starshine flicked her tail and grinned at the other toms. "Well, look's like you've got a full game here. Are you ready to start, dear?" she mewed, turning back to Stripedkit. She flushed under the tom's gaze and prayed to StarClan that she wouldn't make a fool of herself. The little kit seemed eager to play, and Starshine could tell that this one was different from the other kits. He seemed kind and less focused on himself.




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  • "Yes." Stripedkit crouched down, tail waving. Suddenly he leaped forward and threw the mossball up at Starshine, hopefully so it would hit her face.

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    . (Sure, it can be Cicadasong)


    Cicadasong watched Stripedkit with careful eyes, trying to brace himself for an attack. His gaze never left the mossball, even when he was sure it was not traveling towards him. His maw dropped open when the ball flew in the air, towards Starshine.


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    【 cicadasong it is then! 】





    Starshine flinched and quickly ducked, the moss ball quickly clipping her ears. She laughs joyfully and pads over to Stripedkit and flicks him with her tail in a playful manner. She then returns to the mossball, picking it up with her teeth, and tosses it into the air, and then bats it in Rainpuddle's direction.




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  • Sparrowkit decided to watch the game of mossball, he really had nothing better to do with his time. Curling his tail over his paws, the four moon old tom watched with a stoic expression. It didn't look like that much fun to him.


    ooc: Shifty, do you think we could just have Darktalon and Nightstar hunt? Iridescantclaw hasn't been on.

  • Mintfrost eyed the kit as he walked off. The old cat scoffed and laid back down at the entrance of his den, his white fluffy tail swaying back and forth, his green eyes looking tiredly into the distance. Sleeping sounded nice, and if there was a need of borage, surely he would have been informed of it now. Everything in the clan seemed calm enough, nothing much this old medicine cat could do at this point. Yawning, he shut his eyes and found a peaceful slumber.


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    Thunderclaw exited the warriors den in a silent manner. There wasn't much for him to do it seemed. The warrior yawned to himself and padded toward the fresh kill pile, deciding to himself that it needed more kill for the clan. He glanced at the entrance and around the camp. It seemed like a quiet day, it wouldn't hurt if he slipped away to do a bit of hunting alone. Besides, it would be quiet and calming. Surely he would enjoy himself.

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    . Rainpuddle quickly jumped, grabbing the mossball between his teeth as he landed on his four paws gracefully. He gave himself a statsfyed grunt and flings the ball over at Cicadasong.


    Cicadasong ducked, using his tail to bat it over to Stripedkit, making sure the hit wasn't too hard so the kitten as a chance of getting the mossball.


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    【 Oh Cinder, Zaf has kind of been ignoring the Clan. She's a little too shy and too anxious to handle interacting in the Clan. I'm going to ask her if she wants to leave, but I'm not sure yet. But she's not going on the hunting patrol. 】





    Nightstar purred and nodded towards her deputy. "The mountain path sounds great," she mewed, pausing at the Moon Ledge. "but have you ever taken the Mountain Path down, Darktalon?" Nightstar peered down from her perch and saw a deep gray rut jutting out from the side of the mountain. That was the next leap in the path.




    Starshine watched her fellow warriors toss the ball around. It seemed that Nightstar had picked a good batch of cats to join, and there could still be warriors wishing to join. She hoped they were all as easygoing as Rainpuddle and Cicadasong.
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  • Darktalon shifted from paw to paw, ears flicking. "Well, I haven't to be completely honest.", she mewed, long tail swaying back and forth lazily. She looked up at her leader, prepared to do whatever it is that Nightstar wanted her to do.



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    ??? cin??? i feel like nobody's really been making her feel welcome in the clan??? she's been so anxious and shy about this whole thing and she put it in her ooc and everyone's ignoring her. 】





    "Okay, then watch me." Nightstar mewed, and took the classic hunting crouch. "Take the hunter's crouch. Screw your eyes exactly where you want to land. Envision where you want to be, and..." the leader paused, and quickly sprang downwards. "Jump!"
    Landing neatly, Nightstar looked up at her deputy. "Do exactly as I just said, and you should be fine."
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  • ooc: I didn't ignore her, I had Darktalon interact with her character! I didn't mean to make her feel bad if I did, will you let her know I'm sorry? And I didn't respond because if she was feeling anxious about it I didn't want to push the subject, because I have anxiety and I know the whole anxious feelings and stuff.


    Darktalon watched what Nightstar did, listening carefully to what she was told so she didn't mess up. She took up a hunting crouch, amber optics locking on a spot a little bit beside her leader. Waggling her rump a bit, she leaped, only just making the jump and landing rather ungracefully. She quickly scrambled to her paws and shook out her fur, ears low in a sign of embarrassment.



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    【 not in ic, but in ooc. nobody really took notice when she mentioned she was feeling scared about it??? like i mean it didn't have to be you but everyone else also ignored it so??? anyways if you check the sign up she's an elder now and either red or stripes is going to be head warrior 】





    Nightstar's throat rumbled loudly with a purr. "Nice job, for your first try." Nightstar remembered her own try at the mountain path. It took her several times to get it perfectly, as she had lived alone on the mountain for a while. She had stumbled upon the path and realized it was ten times faster than the winding tunnel in the cavern.
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    . (i didnt mean to make her feel bad D: i thought it'd go away once she realized how friendly and interactive everyone is around here. when i began posting, she wasn't posting anymore so i couldnt exactly talk to her about it ooc... maybe if i send her many hugs and kisses until it doesnt mean anything anymore...)


    Cicadasong crouched down low on the ground, keeping his keen eyes glued to the mossball as he waited for another incoming attack.


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  • ooc: Nyah, well I don't think any of us ignored her intentionally or in any way to make her feel bad, and I sent her a message so hopefully she see's it ,w,


    Darktalon gave a soft chuckle, ears pricking again. "Thank you Nightstar, hopefully one day I can do it as well as you can.", she mewed, tail curling over her back gleefully. She really enjoyed the leaders company, and was glad they could go on this hunt together.



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    【 rainpuddle's going to be the next head warrior. i'm gonna have stripes temp snowpaw. uwu 】





    Nightstar nodded with a twitch of her whiskers. "You're welcome, and I believe in you. I wouldn't pick just anyone as deputy, now would I?" she pauses, looking down the mountainside. "Now come on, we've got about five more ledges." The glossy blue-black she-cat leaps in quick succession, and stops with a stumble at the beginning of the Rushing River. "Hurry, Darktalon."
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  • Darktalon smiled brightly at what the leader said before Nightstar was leaping from ledge to ledge. She followed as best she could, taking a bit longer than her leader did. Once she was standing beside her leader, she was panting softly, but still bore a smile across her maw.

  • ((What happened? Who's being ignored?))


    Mintfrost snoozed on a few moments longer, however the thought of being short of anything made his whiskers twitch. The old cat's green eyes snapped open, and stood from where he laid. He began to make his way to the entrance, he knew of a patch of the stuff a bit away. It wouldn't be to hard on him. Besides, if this task was to much for him then he should simply retire, which he did not want to do.


    As he exited, he was stopped by a warrior, Thunderclaw, the larger cat eyed him curiously, as if he was about to say something but decided against it. Perhaps he was going to offer aid. Which of course would have declined immediately. The warrior then spoke, "Don't hurt yourself old cat."


    Mintfrost scoffed, "And don't scare off all the prey." The white cat parted ways with the dark brown tabby at the entrance.