Posts by munchkinly

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  • THE RISE AND THE FALL || Raiding The Insignia

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    Peachy remained quiet. Blizzardclan, alone? They would need some allies to help them out. Blizzardclan was quiet small. Pursing her lips, she hoped for the best for them and stayed back. She wasn't fit for fighting.

  • i close my eyes [ open ] and i see blood and roses

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    A patrol? She hadn't been on a patrol in a long time, maybe for a certain reason, maybe not. "I doubt I'll come in handy, Midas, but I'll come along if you don't mind." She spoke slightly shyly, not very proud of whatever strength or fighting skills she might have. Besides, maybe she could keep an eye out for herbs and tell Paradise, Ivy or Kimberland ...

  • when he comes [p] tell me that you'll let him in

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    "Barron." She explained, unsure if he actually was, but not wanting to go about ranting her sister's privacy. "He'll be a great Father. I bet he already is." She purred in approval, nodding her head.

  • rehearse the way (private) you heal

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    "Libby." She greeted in return, a purr lining her words. Before she had gone to the Elite, Librarynaps had always been a big idol. She had been the apprentice of the clan, with amazing fighting skills and the ability to sleep three days, she bet. Although Peachy never did want to be a warrior, what kit didn't look up to the apprentices?

  • ONE DAY BABY [ p, infinite ]

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    Peachydays lay on the border of Windclan, gaze looking out over the hills as the sun set and turned her world orange. She hadn't even left Blizzardclan, by now. She was still in the territory, and had been sitting here for hours. Not a patrol or creature from either clans to be seen. The blue and white femme had gone out by herself, for some space - peace a quiet. And instead, princess had gotten herself in a puddle.


    Despite all the medical knowledge her parents had taught her, both being Medicine Cat Apprentices, and despite the time she had spent in the den with the Medics, the lesson she might have seen about snares. Cleverly placed this one was; right on a cosy moss patch, But now, her front paw caught in one of the traps, she watched as the first sight of blood trailed out of the cut. Se had reached forward in attempt to loosen it, clumsily slipping and pulling it tighter. She comes out to get some space from her clanmates, and ends up needing them.

  • WHEN HE FALLS [ open, joiner, medic needed ]

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    Calder could feel a storm coming on. It was quiet, oddly silent, and the trees only moved vaguely. There was electricity in the air, which made the white wolf's hackles raise. Calder had been through many storms, and had made it through without a scratch. Obsidian eyes glimmering, he exhaled, lifting his head from Shimmer lake, where he had reloaded on water. Calder wasn't stupid; he knew how many animals were here; bear, panthers, horses, tigers even. He had come to find out why. Also, he was quite curious to see a tiger. He had heard of the massive beasts before, and even seen one through the gates of a Human Zoo, but he had never met one.


    Bears, grouchy, smelly, ugly creatures that had torn his little brother, Calum, to pieces. He definitely wasn't looking forward to meeting whatever Bear lived in these woods. Don't be mistaken, he wasn't scared; he just did not want to meet one.


    Thumming rang in his left ear as he made is way up a slope, strong limbs pressing upwards with each leap. He was already on this Group's territory, he knew that, but what he didn't know was that he was just about to stumble upon their camp. Gazing wide-eyed at the clearing he saw next, the alabaster beast almost fell back down the slope. 'I should go back.' He told himself, rewinding two steps.


    Crack. A series of creaking sounded above him, and all of a sudden, a heavy branch fell from an old tree. If they hadn't already noticed him, they certainly did now. As it fell, he leaped forward, but in mid-air was pulled down to the ground. He heard a second snap, which wasn't a tree. He had just broken his back leg, and was now stuck under a tree.


    Smooth, Calder Cassius, smooth.

  • boom [ open ] pow pow

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    Although the blue and white femme had not yet seen what Midas was drawing, she came to join her and lay down on the ground opposite the Hyena, silently smiling her a greeting. Sometimes, Blizzardclan was just boring.

  • JUST THROW ME A BONE WHY DON'T CHA' ? [ LEADER NEEDED, OPEN ]

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    "Baron, d -" The alabaster femme stopped as she realised there was a meeting of sorts going on, just after walking into the Leader's den. Looking to the new member, she felt a tenseness in the air, and the femme shrunk back. Blinking, Peachy rushed into the den and stood beside Luciana and Baronstar, glancing sideways at Mosaicsun.

  • every little button ! [ p, crocodilekit ]

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    Peachydays lay just outside camp, on a ledge that let her look out over almost every piece of territory Blizzardclan owned. She was alone, for once. It was a calm day, the wind just a whistle and sun burning down on her alabaster splashed back. Her golden oculars were shut, showing how little she cared if anyone was to sneak up on her. Besides, if it were an enemy of sorts, it would probably go for the more visible cats. She was, in fact, the smallest warrior, and lying down. So yes, basically, she was calm.

  • avenge me [open, medic needed]

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    Peachydays watched Kimberland apply the herbs, remembering Mayflower teaching her about a few of these herbs, aside from that her parents. As much as she denied it, she hoped she could get a Medicine Cat Rank. Then, life would be complete. Peachy left after a few moments, bounding off to shimmerlake with a bundle of moss. She then returned, asking, "You might need this for a few of the wounds. Or, Crow, are you thirsty?"