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  • MAY GATHERING 2018

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    Certainly this was a new development as hardly anyone in gatherings decided to greet her. It was a shock to her system really and she found herself jerking a bit at the sound of a mellow voice giving out a simple hello. The acrid smell of Darkclan soon followed and made her nose twitch before her pale colored eyes shifted over to the Siamese feline. Wait, wasn't he- yes, yes he was. Now why would he even be talking to her? Well, he seemed at a loss for words currently after his greeting and so she decided to roll with it. Couldn't be that hard to talk with a Darkclanner right. "Hey to you too. Do you know what news your leader is going to talk about?" After all he was like the second in charge so he had to know something. The thick she-cat rolled her shoulders feeling a bit uncomfortable as she expelled a light sigh that lifted into the air. So much for things going fast. Ears slowly pulled to the side at her small measure of annoyance but she figured things would move on soon. "I'm Tigerstrike by the way."


    ObsidianStorm~

  • plot with tigerstrike?

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    hi hello, so this is tigerstrike, my riverclanner who is rather rough around the edges and a former city cat who used to live rather close to bloodclan. Her life choices back then are something she regrets a lot but they are ingrained into her and she finds it still difficult to follow the warrior code and live a better life even after living a year in Riverclan. She's a rough tumblr with a straightforward way of doing things and it is also hard for her to reach out and actually express herself or allow her feelings to be heard.


    She is open to a lot of things though

    - fights both verbal and physical (physical fights she typically always tries to kill her opponent before realizing who she is supposed to be now)

    - friends both in Riverclan and not

    - a best friend

    - long term relationship with possible angst but it has to have plots

    - rival and or someone to hate

    - maybe an idol


    Maybes

    - capture

    - litters

    - torture

  • EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE SCARED (open ☆ FLASH FLOODING ☆ major event) YOU'RE STRONGER THAN YOU KNOW

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    There was so much chaos and things she was missing at the current moment, maybe perhaps because she wasn't in camp when things got dicey. No her situation had gotten dicey away from them and the safety of having her clanmates be able to help her when she needed it most. Why Starclan sough to forsake her in her own mind she didn't know but when the river had decided to break it's banks the she-cat had been trying to make her way back home after a small patrol on her own to check the border. Perhaps she should stop doing things so much on her own but she felt more comfortable and adapt when she was alone. The water had swelled so suddenly and washed forward all she could do was stand there as the wall of surging darkness came sweeping toward her. It knocked into her with such force that it immediately threw her off her paws, a yowling leaving her throat that was suddenly cut off when the water engulfed her body fully. She was tossed and turned, pull into the river by the strong current of water that was surly washing away the Riverclan camp right now. Her nostrils was clogged with the debris infested water that slung her against the bottom of the riverbed, slicing her side once again on sharp rocks that tugged at her skin. Her paws flailed to try and situate herself but she didn't know where up was and where down was anymore. Her head slammed against another rock and she gagged, the world spinning around herself as she becomes dazed.


    Her chest feels too tight, she needs to breath but she can't seem to break the surface of the water. 'What did I do? Did I anger Starclan? Have I not changed enough for them?' Her eyes closed in the boggy like water, darkness consuming her mind as she struggled to find some semblance of where she was supposed to go. Blood circled around her body from her head and her side as she struggled and suddenly her head broke the surface of the water. A gasp left her muzzle as she was thrown about, struggling to kick out with her back legs, reinforce claws aiming to dig harshly into the ground but what she only found was mud that slipped around her claws. "Someone....please..." She gasped out as she felt her hold slipping along the softened ground and the current of the river threatening to pull her away further and further from home. What could she do? She was too far from camp to actually be heard even if she yelled and she didn't even have the strength for that at the moment. Was this her punishment? Another wave of water crashed over her head and she felt her grip loosen and her body slowly moving back, held by the grip of the river as she breached again to breath, finding it hard to take in a breath.

  • RAGING THUNDER - private; gladefall

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    Something flickered in the peripheral of her gaze. What it was she didn't know and she didn't bother to check it because it set her off like a sudden switch turning on her instincts to get whatever it was that she was stalking. Her coiled legs released that pent up energy and she flung herself forward, large claws reaching forward to ensnare and most likely kill whatever it was that she was gunning for. But it seemed Starclan wasn't on her side this time because it was as if time slowed and she watched as another feline sprang forward right in the way of her own leap. Her eyes of liquid jade widened as she saw the tom who was most like hunting what she was going after and she forced her body to cave in on itself paws curling those reinforced claws down toward the ground, although she might have nicked him when she attempted to narrowly go past him. Her body slammed into the ground and she rolled before digging said claws into the ground to stop herself before she sprang back onto her paws, pelt bristling. What was this mouse brain doing?! Already her prey was probably gone from the commotion and she looked lived, stocky form having an arched back and tail curled just slightly with her fur sticking up everywhere. 'Calm down, calm down, you aren't like that anymore.' But she should flay him for messing up her hunt, that's the normal thing to do and she felt her muzzle curl for a moment before she shook her head and forced herself to calm down. Rolling her shoulders and relaxing her back she looked away from the tom she narrowly missed stabbing her claws into before she sighed. "Well, I guess that's a meal down. Thanks." And there she went, still blaming him and she shook her head as a huff of annoyance left her muzzle.

  • OFFICIAL RIVERCLAN CHAT/PLOT THREAD!

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    true! that would be good for the whole fight thing and since sky is close to wind this works out

    windclan it is


    and lol, she is fuming but desperately trying to change so she like grumbling about how glade messed everything up

  • EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE SCARED (open ☆ FLASH FLOODING ☆ major event) YOU'RE STRONGER THAN YOU KNOW

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    She felt so tired, her muscles weak but still fighting against the current that threatened to take her away from the place she had just started to believe was going to be her new home. If she did die she knew that she would miss them even if she hardly knew all of their faces. Being around others that weren't looking to stab her in the back had been a good change of pace and it was all going to be pulled away from her so suddenly. So soon. Her liquid jade eyes with jagged pupils constricted a bit as she tried her best to see where she was. Water pushing into her nostrils and causing her throat to constrict and coughing to erupt from the stockily build tiger like feline. Her back legs shoved and shoved but she was getting no where and she was so far away but suddenly a familiar voice hit her water logged ears and she widened her gaze at the sight of Sirentide so close to her. They were both so far from camp and she didn't know if they could help each other but if she had to give her life so that the other she-cat could live she would. After all she was sure that Siren had more going on for herself then she did despite only having three legs. The idea that she should hang on to the other woman was almost immediately rejected, if she tried that her reinforced claws would shred her and she gave a hard pushed forward to be at least close to her, despite the burn in her legs telling her just to stop and give up. "S-Siren...we need to-to let the current take us. Stop fighting and sw-wim with it.." She gasped out as hard as she could before her eyes flicked up to where a tom was calling out to Siren and trying to alert them.


    Thick claws curled and suddenly a thick branch was headed in their direction. Thrown roughly with the current of the flooding river, could they avoid it? It was aimed right at them and if they didn't react in time it would hit them. Terror grippe the female and she looked toward Magnus before she was struck hard with the branch and thrown underneath the waves of water that dragged her body out of sight and down the river.


    - siren and tiger are going to be washed away together and show up in windclan

    sirentide

  • I thought you were a stranger (Baxton brings prisoner O')

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    She was ready and this was what she was made to do. Spill the blood of others, no matter who they were. The thrill of a battle made her blood sing and made her spirits soar as she waited for what felt like an eternity to herself. Her claws gripped the seal of the window that had been shattered long ago and she breathed out as slowly as possible to try and force herself to calm down. Perhaps to anyone else she was too eager too shed blood, too eager to rain pain upon their enemies but would anyone really notice it? It was a possibility but the feline was never worried about how she would come off to others as she felt her tail curl against her leg in anticipation. Her eyes cut to the side as she watched that signal fall forth from Doestar's tail and that was all she needed. The stocky feline launched herself right after Siren through the broken window, claws outstretched as she sighted a Bloodclan guard, a thick built tom of fiery hues that had his back turned from what was about to happen. Her body tensed up as she drove her reinforced claws deeply into his back, pushing past muscle and flesh to stab at bone before she slice them down, opening up deep gashes that spilled blood splattering to the ground and covering her paws. An agonized yowl filled the air as the tom fell forward before he rolled and slammed his paw into her face, forcing her to roll and jerk back. A grin of amusement slowly spread over the warrior's muzzle before she circled him, watching as he watched her for any sign that they were going to attack each other again.


    Springing like a lightning bolt the tiger like warrior faked a sudden sharp turn right for his left side, slamming her larger frame against his shoulder to unbalance him and lifting her thick claws to jerk them under his chin and pierce the flesh deeply, Her large claws dug up through his chin and had caught his tongue where she dragged his head down upon the ground as he scrambled in pain, choking on blood that was starting to build up before she slammed his head against the ground and jerked her claws out of his chin, hissing and spitting as she smacked the side of his harshly.

  • RETURN OF THE SALT 3 // open, rejoining // ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    She couldn't be sure if she like her or not. Just hearing her voice threw an edge out of her that shouldn't have been present and her muzzle curled just slightly before she forced it to go away and she calmed herself just like that. It was a work in progress her anger issues and her annoyance always seemed to trigger some amount of it. In the end she just kept herself distant from everyone else in the hopes that she didn't go off on someone here. Really, she had a long why to go when it came to trying to change herself and the image she was actually going for. Taking a deep breath muscles coiled beneath a reddish orange pelt that rippled smoothly as thickly claws paws carried her form forward. Right now she had just been following Sirentide, hoping to ask her a question when she heard the conversation that was happening and that voice. Torn ears pulled forward slowly to pick up the conversation as she walked forward, easily stepping silently through the mud and the disgusting water that only seemed to be growing in size with the puddles that were continuously being made. Her liquid jade colored eyes lifted up slowly, focusing then on the serval that was proclaiming her return as it if mattered. Ugh, stop that Tigerstrike. She should know better already and she took in a light breath before shaking her head at her own thoughts as the stockily built female came to stand just near her clanmate. Of course she was sizing her up, it was typical of her to do such a thing and she cleared her throat a bit before deciding to say something. It wouldn't do well to be all quiet and stand offish she guessed. "Mhm, well Cheetahfang of Riverclan guess we are happy you came back. Starclan knows there isn't a thing called loyalty or anything." Fix that last sentence. That didn't sound too nice. She frowned a bit before shrugging her shoulders a little bit considering she was the last one that should be talking about loyalty. "....I'm Tigerstrike."

  • RETURN OF THE SALT 3 // open, rejoining // ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    "I guess you'd like to think that." Loyalty not relevant, what a load of mouse bile. Rather she disappeared because she left willingly would jeopardize trust in her, on the other hand if it was because of circumstances she couldn't control that was another thing entirely. But miss priss here seemed to think that no one would care about it at all. Even going so far as to say that Doestar and Nightgaze would be pleased to see that she was back. The gull. Her eyes shifted over to Sirentide and she completely ignored the one that came running forward like a bat out of hell just to get a look at the woman before them. Well, she figured that was why he came forward in such a hurry was to see her. Starclan forbid if someone came rushing here to see her ugly mug. That idea alone she found amusement in before she allowed her tail to wave almost dismissively in the air, lifting her head up just a bit as she heard the question from the tall feline. She wanted to know how Riverclan was doing which was all fine and dandy there and thus the warrior stepped back, eyes half narrowed in speculation for a short moment. "Well, you are welcome back and all of that. You have working eyes and ears, legs that move so you can come see for yourself." Her thick form moved, scarred pelt rippling gently as she turned and started to walk away because she wasn't technically needed here. After all she had a friend here that was happy to see her face and that was pretty much all she needed. Someone familiar to guide her through the swampland that Riverclan had become and so the toyger walked off, tail waving behind her form. And afterthought occurred as she walked away though. Maybe she was being a bit too stiff, too terse but whatever she supposed.

  • queen drowning in the river

    SHINING LIKE A FIERY BEACON —

    Truth be told the woman never felt so tired in her life. Okay maybe that was a lie considering her apprentice training had been a bit harsh as well. The warrior code constantly being beaten over her head until she understood what the heckle she had been going through at the time. She had to learn it anyway and recite it so that she wouldn't forget it which was fine and dandy but it still didn't make much sense to the auburn tomboy. Shaking her head a bit the female laid upon the ground, taking in large heaves of air as she breathed out harshly. Her striking liquid jade eyes were partially open as she flicked her tail against the ground and feeling blood lingering down her side from the cut that had been made when she had hit a rock a bit too harshly. Why didn't cats just avoid the river like normal felines? Why did she have to join a clan that was all about swimming in the stupid water? Pushing herself to her paws the scarred feline finally made her way over to the two, dragging her thick paws with tiredness as her shoulders sagged a bit but she wanted to make sure that both Daisypaw and this female was alright. Plus there was a bedraggled kit that needed to be looked after as well. "Hey, are you all alright? Daisypaw? The kit?" Her voice was a little hoarse but really that would be expected from almost drowning along with that Queen but by Starclan's grace they were allowed back onto dry or rather not so dry land.