☾ NightClan ☾ the turn of the universe :: roleplay thread ☾ semi-advanced ☾

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    Pawpaw strolled out of the apprentice den finally, glancing round for something to do- or rather, someone to annoy.

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    The pretty, white, feline sat straighter as she began thinking and pondering in her head. The question didn't bother her as much as the thought on trying to figure out a proper explanation without sounded like a complete fool. As she heard him speak about being a good teacher she quickly parted her maw to assure him. "I am sure you're absolutely brilliant at fishing and teaching." She swept her tail from side to side as she paws began to dance in place, a nervous habit of her's. "But..." She trailed off with a small shake of her head. "Well, I don't think I would make a very good student. But if you want to try and teach me." She noticed the smaller movement of his paws on the ground, clearly rather pleased with the idea of fishing. She didn't want to be a disappointment and would try fishing out again.



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    Nightjarstar let out a hefty laugh. "Nonsense, there's no such thing as being a not-a-very-good student," he meowed, tail twitching with light amusement. "Only good, great, and better," he reassured, having met rather difficult cats. He stopped trailing patterns with his eyes, and looked at Snowblossom. "Whenever you feel like you're ready to learn how to fish, then you should look for me. You'll know where I am most of the time," he meowed, a pleasing tone in his grumbling voice. "Thank you for the meal."


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    Snowblossom
    The snow furred she cat smiled at his words as she slowly rose to her paws, muscles tensing and relaxing as she gave a light stretch. She was tried her best to hide her absolute delight at the idea learning how to fish from Nightjarstar, this would certainly keep her spirits up. "Okay, thanks for sharing with me." She meowed with a uplifting smile on her maw. She gave a wave of her tail with a grin before padding off to the warrior's den to see if her brother was there. She had seen him come in earlier and complain to their deputy, but had lost sight of him after that and she didn't know if he was bothering some cat.


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    Stonesilence sat quietly in his nest in the warriors' den, observing the other cats in the camp. He had no idea where Swirlfeather was now, and had nowhere near enough energy to be dealing with her mischief. His ears pricked as he heard the faint rustle that signalled a cat entering the den. He looked up to see a pretty white she-cat peering into the dim light. "Hello," he meowed politely.
    Swirlfeather was out hunting... for trouble. With no work assigned to her yet, her paws were itching to be on the move and she was hoping to find some cats to annoy. And in all of a few seconds her eyes landed on Pawpaw, who was just exiting the apprentices' den. He certainly didn't look busy, and the younger cats were more fun to irritate.







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    Snowblossom
    The she cat slipped inside the slightly darker den and waited for her eyes to adjust, not knowing nor scenting the air, she was startled when she was greeted with a hello and jumped a little. She turned her head peering through the den before her odd eyes landed on a cat sitting off all by his self farther back in the den. She quickly allowed a beaming smile to sit on her maw as she waved her tail in greeting to the tom. "Hello Stonesilent." She purred lightly. "Um...what are you doing in here?" She padded deeper into the den, seeing as Riddlemask's mismatched eyes weren't anywhere within the den and assumed he must be out...perhaps it was Thunderpaw she had seen than? She wasn't sure. She padded over and sat down, not to close to the tom still slightly weary of all toms in general, and waited for his answer.


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    Stonesilence flicked an ear, almost sheepishly. "I'm just taking a rest while I have nothing to do." He glanced over at the she-cat. "Do you need something? I don't mind helping out. I need something to occupy me anyway. Just sitting here on my own is quite boring, even if I need the break."    		 [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px dotted white; opacity: 0.5; height:100px;width:160px; margin-top: 40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-left: -10px;border-radius:0em 0em 0em 0em; color: mediumblue; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto] ◆ O O C ◆
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    Pawpaw blew out through his lips, bored. As he scanned the camp, he caught Swirlfeather's eye and grinned.

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    Swirlfeather padded over as casually as she dared. "Hi, Pawpaw," she mewed coolly. Hmm, where could she go with this? Perhaps she should have thought more about her plot... but Swirly was more of an act without thinking kind of cat.     		[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px dotted white; opacity: 0.5; height:100px;width:160px; margin-top: 40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-left: -10px;border-radius:0em 0em 0em 0em; color: mediumblue; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto] ◆ O O C ◆
    Oh stars, two troublemakers trying to annoy each other. This is gonna end well cx




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    Pawpaw could see the thoughtful glint in her eyes and figured what she was up to. He suppressed a laugh, drawing his paw over his ear in order to appear nonchalant. "Hi."

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    "So..." Swirlfeather meowed 'normally'. "What are you up to?"     		[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px dotted white; opacity: 0.5; height:100px;width:160px; margin-top: 40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-left: -10px;border-radius:0em 0em 0em 0em; color: mediumblue; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto] ◆ O O C ◆
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    "Oh, nothing." He replied, dragging his brown gaze around the camp. "Just waiting for something to happen, I guess. Something to do."

    Snowblossom
    The pure furred she cat nodded her head as she listened to the other warrior as he spoke to her. It appeared he didn't have much to do either. She supposed she could do a boarder patrol, she had seen the deputy take out a hunting patrol earlier but no boarder patrol. "Well I was looking for my brother, but I don't necessarily have anything that I need to get done. Although I am pretty sure that a boarder patrol needs to get done, do you want to come with me on one?" She asked lightly while shifting her paws again in a nervous manner.

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    "Sure." Stonesilence agreed, shrugging. He got up slowly and stretched out, yawning. He could use the excercise.




    "I see..." Swirlfeather mewed a little too suspiciously. She wondered how she could bother the apprentice.     		[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px dotted white; opacity: 0.5; height:100px;width:160px; margin-top: 40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-left: -10px;border-radius:0em 0em 0em 0em; color: mediumblue; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto] ◆ O O C ◆
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    Pawpaw waited for a few moments, to exaggerate how chill he was feeling. Then he stood up, stretched, and padded toward camp entrance, dragging his tail under Swirlfeather's nose as he did so. "May as well go hunt," The short kit threw lazily over his shoulder, hinting that she could accompany him if she wished.

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    It took some effort for Swirlfeather not the grin with mischief. She knew exactly what to do now. "Mind if I join you?"    		 [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px dotted white; opacity: 0.5; height:100px;width:160px; margin-top: 40px; margin-bottom: -40px; margin-left: -10px;border-radius:0em 0em 0em 0em; color: mediumblue; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto] ◆ O O C ◆
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    Snowblossom
    The she cat smiled lightly in appreciation before heading out of the den and into the light outside. She would of liked to invite a few more cats seeing as a hunting patrol had left a bit ago, but seeing as the deputy took quite a few cats and Snowblossom wasn't the type to waltz up and just request cats for a patrol, Stonesilent would have to be enough. She did hope this wasn't going to be one of those awkward patrols because there was only two of them, she was like the queen of awkward because of her more silent and timid nature. But she was trying her best to get over all of that.


    Ugly
    The ears abruptly pinned to the back of his head, pupils dilating immediately as the indications of prey reached his senses. The long grass behind him was moving..was there something in there? Vole! Tail tip twitching with the excitement of a hunt, the patch furred tabby swiped his tongue around his jaws and stole forward with caution, one leg dragging on the ground. Faster now, he galloped soundlessly forward, spotting the vole immediately as it came into sight. Yes! With a small growl, he hurtled through the air, landing but a millimeter away from its squeaking form. It tried to run, but Ugly sliced his claws forward, flipping it onto its belly and pinning it with his hind legs. Leaning down, he ripped into its exposed throat, and felt it go completely limp beneath him.


    Taking a quick breath, he pulled away from the vole, picking the vole up and hurried over to his fish. The wind was bringing this foreign scent near...he didn't like foreign scents, they brought newcomers and he didn't want want to scary or hurt anyone with his repulsive appearance. The tom's head hung downwards slightly thanks to the addition weight of prey, he kept tripping over his paws as he padded along through the forestry. The one working eye kept darting left and right in a nervous manner of his for he was just waiting for somecat to leap out and ambush him with ridicules and profanity. He was always ready to drop his food and bolt out of the land as soon as he was spotted, although this lonely feeling kept digging into his chest. It was like a black hole that was expanding with every harsh blow dealt upon the tom, his mental state was rather sound yet his faith in others were slipping rapidly. (He's at the boarder of the territory.)

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    . (i dont remember what coalcaw is doing so. also starting the thundersnow plot now)
    Coalcaw jogged across the forest floor, having already caught a few pieces of prey. He was looking for another when he thought he smelt another cat. A cat that did not belong in the Clan. He paused, his smokey gray pelt bristling, but he kept his anger to himself.
    "Who's there?" He called. "I won't hurt you. I promise."


    . The wind began to pick up, the howling low at first, then screaming until it's a banshee. The sky did not darken, yet it did not light up with the setting sun. Painting NightClan's forest with enchanting orange and yellow lights, streaming through the gaps of the trunk of the trees as the ball of flames sank down further and further beneath the horizon.
    Clouds stream across the sunset sky, heavy and thick. Slowly, yet not slow enough, it began raining. However this rain was not like the ones the Clan was used to. It was cold, frozen and crystallized raindrops pelting down from the open sky. It was not Leafbare, yet it still snowed. It was in the beginning of Greenleaf, for StarClan's sake.
    Nightjarstar shifted in his seated position and looked up at the sky, green eyes widening as the first of the snowflakes landed on his nose, causing him to sneeze. Was this a sign from StarClan? He did not know, but he wasn't about to wait to find out.
    "Wildskies! Demonpaw!" He called, bounding across camp to look for his medicine cat and the medicine cat apprentice. Surely they would have word from StarClan about this, or at least any idea what would have caused it.
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    Snowblossom
    The snow furred feline had made it through the camp entrance and little ways from the camp itself as she noticed the sudden shift in the weather. A frown touched her maw as she gazed up at the sky as ominous looking clouds rolled in. The air smell kind of bitter with a chill as a sudden gust rolled in bringing trouble with it, the she cat bend down lower to the ground as the wind let out a fierce hurl of air through the dense land. She was tempted to call to Stonesilent about heading back to camp before recalling that the hunting patrol that had been heading out earlier had not yet returned. She certainly wasn't all that keen on the idea of leaving them out here...with whatever this weather was. "I am going to see if I can find the others." She meowed, although wasn't sure if Stonesilent had heard her voice with the wind. She padded further into the territory yet was regretting it as she padded on.


    Elfinpaw
    The tiny apprentice had been keeping up rather well with the Hunting Patrol, even with her shorter legs. She managed to only trip once in a while over smaller twigs and uneven ground, but didn't think that she was slowing anyone down that much. The sound of their paw steps made it easy to keep the cats within her hearing range, she never strayed to far from Coalcaw as moved around the territory. She had tried to hunt a few things, but she was either putting to much weight on her paws or misjudging the distance between herself and her prey and so often missed whatever it was she was trying to catch. She had heard Cursedsoul meowing something about hunting a bit away from them, yet didn't bother saying anything as Coalcaw was already moving away. She was highly aware of the increasing winds, and could taste something on the air, but couldn't really place what it was. She was ready to ask Coalcaw about heading back to camp or telling her if anything was up with the sky, but it appeared he had his attention on something else.