Posts by Rilesbiles

Onyxfeather sat at the far end of the clearing, staring at the entrance of camp. His jaws were wired shut. I'm in a pitch... He realized, quickly grooming himself. I can't remember if the vigil starts at night, or right when I become a warrior. He stopped licking at his chest, ears flattening as he got up and started to pace. If I ask, I talk, breaking the vigil and...oh, shut up, Onyxfeather! He huffed, feeling his fur ruffle and poof as he stalked out of camp after pacing for a few minutes.

Applestripe stood and stretched, his expression laid-back and lazy as he padded back out of the warrior's den. The tom let out a purr as he padded over to the freshkill pile. Noticing Burntstar and Ferntail talking, and Onyxfeather leave the clearing, his ears flattened. Two patrols out at once? He noticed, looking around sheepishly. Might as well stay back in case something happened. With that, the older warrior padded towards the entrance of camp, sitting down calmly and began to groom himself as his eyes scanned the outside area.

ooc: for some reason, it went over my head that blossomkit and blossomstar have the same prefix. I can go ahead and change it if it makes it confusing aaaaaugh

track!

Applestripe looked up at Paleclaw came over to sit with him. He flicked his tail in greeting, opening his mouth to say something, when his ears picked up barking. Upon Burntstar orders, the tom lept to his feet. He lunged to the entrance, muscles rippling under his pelt as he went from large to extra large, pelt bristling to the point that he was twice his size. His claws unsheathed, and he hissed, the barking growing louder. He could stop one at most from entering camp, and after that...

Onyxfeather had trailed a ways away from camp, ears flattened. Don't be stupid. He scolded himself, crouching low to the ground. He was about to leap st a mouse a few tail lengths away, when barking broke out. He whirled around, green eyes widening as he saw... Quickflame? Heading for camp, and... He shrieked in alarm, racing forward when he noticed the band of coyotes.

ooc; having a slight low muse

Moonkit trotted up to the medicine cat den, right as Sunstar had left. His expression was puzzled as he sat down near the entrance. What's wrong with Bunnysmile? He thought, frowning. He decided to listen in after it went silent in the den, but couldn't hear anything out of the ordinary, so he got up again. Maybe Darkkit or Harpkit know what's going on?

Embertuft had backed out of the medicine den at the quickest opportunity, ears flattening at the thought of baring kits. Bunnysmile would have a handfull. Her ears perked as she was padding away, and she stopped to turn around. "Count me in." She called to Foxstep. She needed a distraction anyways. She trotted over, ear flicking as she turned back towards the medicine cat den.

Ripplewink huffed, tail lashing as Squirrelpaw entered the Elder's den. "I know what you could do for me. " She huffed, though there was warmth in her gaze. "I think one of the other's here caught a few fleas, they've been pesterin me all day!" He added with a hrumph! ......note, it was most likely her that caught the fleas. "Plus, i have a tick at the base of my tail." She meowed. The complaints seemed to stop there. "I'm sure Rockypath or that Lazypaw will have mouse bile for the tick." She added, as if trying to help.

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ooc; sorry for the low muse aaa, i think i finally got over a week of jetlag

Applestripe tensed, his haunches raising as they got closer and closer, barking turning into excited yips when they noticed there were more cats. More prey. Fear shot through him as the Coyote was a tail-length away, and then-- WHAM! With a shriek, Applestripe felt himself go weightless, and a sharp pain sinking into his flank as teeth clamped down--hard. He let out a yowl of defiance the second he landed, managing to get to his paws as he swiped a claw across the beast's muzzle, effectively getting it to let go. He suddenly jumped in front of another while the one he scratched recovered, shrinking low and using his momentum to trip the Coyote. With the speed the dog-like...thing was going at, it fell with a yip, stumbling multiple tail lengths away as he turned his attention back to the one he was fighting.

Would y'all if Blossompaw received the prophecy? asking for a friend

Also since it rains a ton in the forest, i'm assuming with that comes sickness, so maybe that could also be a minor plot if one breaks out amongst the clan? Just brainstorming ideas

"Thanks!" Applestripe purred, eyes gleaming, before he crouched down. With a hiss, he lunged st the Coyote's face, aiming to distract it while Paleclaw went for its side. He's a better fighter than me, so i've gotta keep its attention! He thought, bringing his paw down harshly onto its head. He jumped back.

Onyxfeather noticed Pig, realizing too late that his momentum would make it so he couldn't stop in time. So. he changed course as the coyote was knocked away, tensing up, and sprang! He latched onto his face, his body luckily small enough to be able to fit on without the coyote biting him.

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"Not a chance!" Onyxfeather called. The coyote tried snapping at him and shaking wildly, but once he noticed Onyxfeather wasn't budging, it began to back up blindly-- only to yip as Pig clawed at its legs. That's right, Fox-Breath! Be scared!! He hissed, looking at Blazethorn. "Pig's right! Besides, if we let you die, then what warriors are we?" He called, before yelping as the Coyote lowered his head and forcibly clawed Onyxfeather off. He fluffed up in alarm, jumping off and landing besides Pig, lips drawn back into a snarl.

Applestripe watched in satisfaction as the distraction worked. and the Coyote snarled and whirled on Paleclaw. At that moment, he sat up on his hind legs, bringing his claws down onto its exposed neck. It wasn't deep, but it brought the attention back onto him. His eyes glanced around the clearing. "They're getting discouraged." He noted, as every coyote seemed to be overwhelmed in the clearing.

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Blossompaw

Blossompaw was already awake, trotting through the clearing and into he medicine cat den. Once under the protection of the den, she swiftly began to clean off the mud on her paws, eyes adjusting quickly to the darkness. After she was sure she wasn't tracking mud, she padded further inside, checking the medicine storage for the day. She bent down and gave the bundle of herbs a good sniff before huffing. Goldenrod's stale. After grabbing the stale leaves, she frowned. "Pumpkinsnow?" She called softly, wondering if her mentor was awake.

Bumblefang

The warrior's den was quiet, cats sleeping peacefully in the warmth of the den. Well...mostly quiet. Berrynose was sprawled out onto his back, legs dangling in the air, snoring rather loudly for the usually quiet tom. He sniffed, sneezed, then rolled over, right up against another warrior without a care in the world. He started to purr, obviously dreaming of something great. Maybe he was chasing a mouse...? Oh! Or playing around, like in his apprentice days. He sneezed again, waking himself up as he sniffed, then sat rigid as he realized he had something in his nose as he sneezed again. What a mess..

Onyxfeather whirled on him, eyes narrowing. "So you're going to give up?!" He demanded, fury in his eyes. "Don't you see cats in this clan need you?" He challenged, turning his eyes back onto the coyote. "If we didn't, why in Starclan were you made a warrior? Can't fight or hunt, my tail!" He wasn't going to lie, he heard the quiet comment that Blazethorn had whispered. He was now rambling at this point, feeling himself get fired up as his pelt bristled. "Broken bones heal, mouse brain. Give it time." Oh, he was NOT good with advice. He would say more, but the coyote lunged, and Onyxfeather let out a shriek as he was barreled over and onto his side.

ooc: low muse heck

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Onyxfeather struggled to his paws, before stumbling with a hiss. He twisted his hind paw when landing, and he held it up gingerly as he saw Pig face the coyote. She's not in good shape. Come on, think! He froze for a moment, before turning as blazethorn took on another. He felt torn for a moment, before lunging at the coyote on Pig. He landed on it's back, digging his claws in and sinking his teeth into it's pelt, thrashing. If we can't kill them, we have to drive them off... He was wracking his brain, sinking his claws further into the stupid thing. He watched the one Blazethorn was against turn tail and run, and he lept off of the Coyote he was on, hissing and spitting at it and blocking off its way to the camp.

Nice!!

new image for him aaa

Oaky|| Oakpaw || Oakpelt

Roleplayer's Name: Rilesbiles

Cat's Current Name: Oakpaw

Age (In Moons): 10

Gender: Male

Current Rank: Apprentice

Future Rank(s): Warrior

Sexuality: Bi

Short Appearance Description (1-2 sentences): Oakpaw is a large tom with brown and black stripes all along his body. He has bright yellow eyes.

Previous Mentor (Required for Warrior Rank or Higher): ANSWER HERE

Crush/Mate: Open

Kin: N/A

Other: I'm??? the prettiest kitty??

also if the spots open, i'm seriously interested in making a medicine cat apprentice. Again only if the spots are open later on

Oakpaw was curled up, neatly, in the corner of the apprentice den. He's been acting off for the past few days, hardly socializing, or giving as much enthusiasm in training like he used to--of course, he wouldn't let his mentor see him like that. His yellow eyes stared out, into the sunlight filtering through camp, yet he didn't move. He watched Brookpaw leave, and his ears flattened even more. She should have her warrior ceremony soon, and so will you. A small voice rang in his head, but he huffed and rolled over, curling up tighter. After a long moment, he got to his paws, forcibly shaking his pelt as if trying to shake off the bad vibes he had this morning, before stepping out.

ooc; i just realized i completely forgot to make a form fo stonekit oOPS

ooc: butterfree ! Still the same day, but bunnysmile just had her kits-- all but (one? right?) have died (or all of them i can't remember), and Foxstep is calling for a hunting patrol. The fire at the border went down and Dusktalon's patrol is heading back.

Moonkit heard Darkkit scramble into the den, and he made no move from where he was seated. Being blind, he had been able to hear from further away, and well...heard the news. He stiffened, listening as more kits went in, and was about to move away when he noticed Ashkit pad out of the den. His ears flattened. "Shouldn't you be there for Bunnysmile?" He asked, bluntly.

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Oakpaw's attention immediately went to the freshkill pile, feeling hunger rumble in his stomach. He padded over, about to take a piece of prey, when he jerked his head back and stepped away as Badpaw came over. He didn't make any sound, or reveal any emotion to the other apprentice as he picked his prey--thought the moment his back was turned, his eyes narrowed to slits. His attention quickly snapped to Brightstar, and he immediately took notice to her appearance. Is she sick? He asked himself, padding over to the meeting. His eyes darted to Brookpaw again, and he padded over, bumping shoulders in a friendly manner as if to say 'good luck', before going over to sit in his usual spot.

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Blossompaw

Blossompaw dipped her head when she noticed her Pumpkinsnow approach. "The Goldenrod is stale." She mewed, ears flattening as she thought. "I, um...I forgot if it's the type of herb to throw out if it's stale, or still keep with the others so some of it will seep in..." She mewed at last, before her ears perked as she heard a screech. Probably from Owlfeather, by the sounds of it.

Bumblefang

Bumblefang padded out of the warrior's den, letting out one last sneeze as whatever it was finally got out of his nose. He quockly trotted over to the freshkill pile upon hearing an angry screech from the Eldersden. He picked up a water vole from the pile, going back to the shade of a tree as he began eating.

"Even if she isn't, she's your clanmate, right?" He spoke slowly. Hearing Flowerkit trot over, he flattened his ears. Ashkit was right anyways, it wasn't his business. He turned tail and trotted back to the nursery after mewing a quick "Sorry." He trotted to where Harpkit and Shadowsky was, sitting down.

ooc: holy heck low muse, my bad