intoxicated — [O, WEEKLY TASKS]

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px][font=arial][size=10][align=justify]The chausie’s hardened frame maneuvered against the extremities of her surroundings, slush under her paws came to squelch within her paw pads as icicles from trees came to drip with delicacy from the delicacy of the sun over head.


    A cool breeze of harsheties consumed the deputy’s vessel as she traversed across the barren territory. Slips of frosted cattails and thickened reeds came to nip at her broad shoulders that cut through her Sahara-stained pelt as cougartail crossed the bubbling river that encircled the camp. Heavy paws coming to snag at the crooks and crevices of slick boulders for grip before leaping to the opposing side of grassy escape with the very grace a Riverclan-born would consume.


    Whiskers of twisted ivory came to twitch as a coral tongue like that of an adders was swiped over sharpened fangs of threatening origin. A clever tail of severed demeanor flicked from side to side as the empress’s gaze snaked over the camp.


    Her tail had come to define who she was, Cougartail. Cougar defined her wilderness appearance that took on the large feline that prowled through the jagged peaks, while ‘tail’ signaled her bravery. The very tip had been ripped by the jaws of a gnarled hound several moons ago. Each scar was warn like badges of signified pride that she came to honor.


    Coming to take a stand just under the log, hardened jaws of steel lifted as optics of molten emerald almonds surveyed her clanmates that came to bustle about the clearing with hushed murmurs and striking conversation.


    “Weekly tasks, get your tails over here!” Came the goddess’s hardened vocals as a stare of comfortable speculation ravaged her surroundings in calculation.


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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]The small lithe form of a multipatched apprentice poked his head out of the den made for others of his age. His two toned ears angled forward, pulling in the sound of a strong feminine voice that called for Riverclanners to get a move on. He had been awakened by the voice, little frame shuddering to try and get rid of the cold feeling that had seeped through his body as it was a bit harder for him to retain body heat as small as he was. He often tried to snuggle up with some of the other apprentices though he didn't think that they liked that as much. Slipping out into the brisk warming air he padded forward, tail like a snake flicking this way and that as he kept his eyes on Cougartail, only seeing her clearly out of his emerald green optic. Weekly tasks? He had never heard of such a thing and thus he was curious to find out what they were. "I'll take on' ma'am!"



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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px][font=arial][size=10][align=justify]The chausie's spectacles came to traverse across the pair as they approached, Tinypaw for one seemed to be blinking away sleep from his eyes, offering the Deputy's ivory whiskers to twitch with amusement. "Great! Dawnguard, I'd like you to hold a sparring session for our younger warriors and apprentices. Considering Bloodclan's threats and a lack of mentors and new members, it wouldn't hurt to brush up on some battle techniques. Tinypaw, I'd like you to hold a party to strengthen the camp's walls with branches, brambles, and twigs."

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    the dark furred boy had been attracted by her call, brown eyes gleaming with a sense of curiosity as he listened. he had formerly tiptoed around these when he was still weak and his wounds easily ripped back open, but now fresh scars laced his back and face while the last of the scabs fell from his gnarled pelt. it was time he tried to help out instead of hanging around aspenberry's den, which he would surely move out of soon. he stepped forward, an uneasy distance between himself and the others, even including the his mentor, whom he had yet to talk with seriously. he parted his jaws to speak, yet hesitated, looking perhaps a little lost for words, as he was uncertain as to how he was supposed to behave and speak like in this situation.


    instead, he opted for simple eye contact, offering the deputy a small nod as their gazes aligned.

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    ∘✧* somewhere along in the bitterness

    Long strides propelled the massive tom over, jaws parted slightly as he drew closer to the others. He had happened to capture the announcement of there being a weekly task being hosted by no other then Cougartail herself. As he finally closed the gap between him and the others, he dipped his head in greeting and smiled warmly at the sandy-hued shecat who he had grown close to. "I would like one," he stated.


    //museless

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    Swancloud strode towards the crowd, her steps confident but her expression calm, humble, and serene. The pure white she-cat settled down among her clanmates and turned her blue eyes to Cougartail, most of her clanmates there being complete strangers. Perhaps this would be a time to meet some new cats, so the feline was happy to oblige. "I'd like a task, please." she trilled politely, her long, flowing tail pulled over to rest across her paws.
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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]His task was interesting, take a party and start to fix and patch and strength the walls of their camp. He thought over it before he gave a light nod of his head, already eager to get to work. He figured that he would be able to complete this task with no real problems unless he started doing it wrong. The apprentice gave a light bob of his head, legs feeling jitter as he pushed himself to his paws. "I'll ge' on it, ma'am!" He was in high spirits and he turned and bolted off without pause.



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    Trotting over, the large male swiveled his ear in the direction of the deputy taking a spot next to Swancloud seeing as his son had just bolted off, he released an amused chuckle before he glanced up at the deputy with a warm smile on his maw "I'll take one, m'am." He took a seat with a twitch of his whiskers.

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    The feline's sharpened gaze came to traverse the growing group before heavy jaws came to unlatch. "Swancloud and Rookpaw I'd like you two to accompany Aspenberry on one of her herb finding patrols. I'd like to take advantage of this warm weather considering herbs tend to blossom in Newleaf," she mused with an encouraging nod. Silently, the chausie's narrowed features found their way upon a familiar tom, Owldapple, one she offered a gentle smile to before another approached, Grizzlybear. "Owldapple, I'd like you to take a border patrol by our Skyclan border, considering they've recently been raided, it wouldn't hurt to see how they're fairing and refresh the borders. Watch out for Bloodclan they tend to wonder from that region. Grizzlybear, perhaps you can host a story time session, it could be good for bonding considering we've had an influx of members."

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    So they struck again. It always seemed the worst things came from that group, to shower their neverending torment among the Clans. The tom's olive gaze diminished as his tail sweeper indignantly to his side. "You can count on me."

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    *i can make it, so don't worry!


    he perked up a bit upon hearing that his task was to assist the medicine cat, whom he had befriended upon arriving here. she was most definitely one of the few that he felt that he could relax around, so he didn't mind helping her out, especially if he could repay here for her care in some small way. his lips curved gently and he gave the exotic furred fem a pleasant nod before turning to glance over at the silvery white warrior he knew as swancloud. he also gave her a small expression of recognition before padding away to pay aspenberry a small visit, sure that he would either find her in the nursery or in the medicine den.

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    Help the medicine cat? Swan cloud had heard of her, but had never seen her face, so the task to pick her from the crowd proved daunting. Peering above the heads of her clanmates, her eyes locked on Rookpaw and she nodded to him, trusting that he knew where the fabled Aspenberry was and that he could lead her to her. Standing, Swancloud turned to give a brief smile to Grizzlybear and flick to the nose with her tail before haunting off to get to her weekly task.
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    [fancypost= borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;]heather padded over, the bulky feline talk amongst her peers. her broad muzzle exhaled air as she approached the fierce deputy, dipping her head curtly in silent respect. her olive eyes diverted from one cat to another as she began to speak. "a task for me, please." she simply stated, tail lashing as if it were an adder.
    [spoiler=tags 3.9.16]
    SUGAR WE'RE GOING DOWN SWINGING -
    ★ heatherpounce | heathy
    ★ 36 moons | ages at rper's discretion
    ★ cisgender female | she her
    ★ panromantic pansexual | no crushes
    ★ maple [npc] x ixion [npc] | gen 2
    ★ sister to owldapple
    ★ trad riverclan warrior | former rogue/kittypet
    I'LL BE YOUR NUMBER ONE WITH A BULLET -
    ★ is a big boofy teddy bear
    A LOADED GOD COMPLEX -
    ★ domestic feline [70%] | ref: pending
    - a fawn tortoiseshell with extremely long, silky fur. has gigantism, making her taller than the average cat. her eyes are a wide green color. she is a bulky, strongly-built femme.
    [color=#DDA0DD]COCK IT AND PULL IT -
    ★ semi-hard physical, medium mental
    ★ attack in hot pink
    ★ can powerplay peaceful actions

    Nightgaze silently followed the rest, stopping a few tail-lengths away from her clanmates and Cougartail, who was assigning everyone tasks. She wanted to help in some way, and she figured asking Cougartail herself was a great way to get started. The obsidian-furred warrior waited her turn, observing the others as they turned away to start their work.

    Dawnflower bounced over, a chuckle rising in her soft voice. She whipped her tail around, signifying her urge to work. Hopefully it was fishing or hunting. She was amazing at fishing, and somewhat good at hunting on land. WindClan's training had made her fast on land, but not as fast as them.


    I WILL MAKE SURE TO KEEP MY DISTANCE-


    ( rainwatcher - twenty moons - he/him - tags )


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    normal text. thoughts. "speech."


    "oh, oh! a task for me, too, please!" came the younger warrior's eager call. the tom bounded towards the front, with his tail flicking continously behind him. as he approached, he seemed to realize his behaviour and immediately flushed beneath his fur. the warrior went silent before the deputy, and dipped his head once in respect. with a sheepish smile, he repeated what he had once called out, this time a bit more calmly. "i would like a task, please."


    [size=8]♚ makaio