Posts by Rilesbiles

Oakpaw entered camp, his tail drooping and eyes on the floor. He sported no serious wounds, yet the ordeal had him exhausted. His eyes were clouded, and he looked over at Asterfang and Nettlepaw, paws feeling heavy. You know, if you were better, this wouldn't have happened. A devious voice rang in his head, and his ears flattened as he turned tail and left for the apprentices den.

Bramblefang had made it to the entrance, only to step aside to let everyone through, eyes wide, watching the wounds they carried and....the body. He shrunk away, ears flattened, though he noticed that a certain she-cat wasn't with them. "Linnetstripe?" For once, the elder's voice was quiet as he spoke, as if he were a kit being scolded. He spoke nothing more, but his eyes held the question. Where is Brightstar? Is she okay?

Onyxpaw entered camp, and his tail would usually be high in the air and his chin raised, except he couldn't. It was weird, considering he didn't care of the other clan, but that apprentice... After he entered camp, he was so lost in thought, that he brushed against Brokenpaw--only to openly jump away, pelt bristling. He looked angry, livid even, but the unmistakenable scent of fear rode off his pelt in waves as he had no trouble dashing away, despite the open display of distrust. He entered the apprentice den, hoping to talk to someone there--anyone, really. His wounds could wait.

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ooc; He's most likely going to be distrustful and terrified of your apprentice from now on while they're in camp, so like, just a warning

Stripedfur hissed, wanting desperately to lick his scratches and not get a mouth full of herbs and an angry medicine cat and apprentice on his tail. He was grumpy, mainly for the fact that he had been jumped without warning, and that he couldn't get a good fight in for retaliation.

Ashstar was silent, as his paws carried him through the forest, back to camp. He had lost then rogues over the boarder, his heart feeling heavy each step. He came across Petaltail, and Tawnypaw, greeting them distractedly. "They won't come across the boarder any time soon. It's time for a meeting." His voice was soft and hard to pick up, even though he leaned in close to the two in order to speak. Then, he padded off, back to camp. He crawled under the roots, before emerging within camp.

ooc; aaah i'm sorry if this is moving slowly, i'm in germany atm! The wifi in the ship sucks major butt, so when i get back this (tuesday?) hopefully things will pick up

oh my gOd here we go. I approve. Get ready to be confined to the camp as punishment when y'all are caught, kiddos.

Who's apprentices would likely go?

STRIPES

interacting with: himself, the fool

Stripes snarled, his claws sinking deeply into a nearby tree as he scraped them down the trunk to sharpen them. He did this a few times, at least until he was satisfied with the result, before storming around camp with a hiss of annoyance. His paws were aching for a fight at this point.

BLUE

Interacting with: Gracie

There was a jingle over one of the fences, and a head peeped over. The she-cat had watched the interactions with the rogues, and her eyes sparkled as she watched Gracie pad away. "Hey!" Blue called, warmly. She lept down from the fence, bell on her collar ringing, as she trotted over to the other house cat.

I'm not against that aha.

Also, there's gonna be a quick clan meeting that'll probably drive them into going out and searching later bc Ashstar has the Quality News™

I'm down with Stripes dying (pleas ekillhim please killhimpleasekillhimplease--)

ooc; will the blindy somethin somethin thing start then or will that be later oop

Oakpaw emerged back out of the Apprentice's den, taking a deep breath. He slowly padded over to one of the other apprentices--Brookpaw, he took note of-- since she had been standing alone to observe everything. He gave her a friendly bump on the shoulder, but didn't say anything, as if he were trying to offer comfort but actually had no idea how since he was upset as well. His eyes fell towards the entrance, knowing--hoping--Brightstar would shake the brambles and emerge into camp...until then, he was as awkward as ever. Way to go Oakpaw. What a champ.

ooc; Also there he is,,,,there's the boy,,, there's the awkward award winner Oakpaw,,,wooooo iamsotired

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if cats are gonna be attacking the nursery, prepare for a sudden backlash from Ember. If that's ok, after Lynxpaws and sunstorms death, ember will probably destroy the rogues doing it because she just has that sorta thing with protecting kits (only if the person playing the rogues are ok with like death and junk)

also i have to keep refraining myself from cursing because saying kicking butt just isn't the same

ooc; is there any way your cat could use another prefix than 'tawny'? it's fine if you prefer not, but it'll get confusing later considering we currently see an apprentice named Tawnypaw Pipsqueak98

Oakpaw was about to answer, when he noticed that Brightstar emerged into camp. He flooded with relief, having watched...well. He put the past of that behind him. "Looks like you don't have to worry about her." He pointed out, whiskers twitching, before he trotted over to where he usually sat for ceremonies.

ooc: WoW he PREDICTED IT someone give him a raise lol

Onyxpaw's ears had flattened when the cobweb had been placed, though he didn't object or make any comments. He trotted outside, dipping his head gratefully towards the medicine cat, as he plopped down, eyes scanning the clearing once more as he finally started to calm down a bit more. He had a few more cuts and bruises, but aside from that, his mind was racing. The clan might be too tired to hunt, maybe I can go out.... He thought, though truthfully he didn't want to go alone. Maybe other apprentices could join him??

ooc; that could go along with like the coyote idea from earlier, i'd be down with onyxpaw being hurt

esp since he'd complain the entire way and hiss and he rude and stuff but he legit can't move so he's stuck and at first probably hates it and has to deal with it until he's better, cause you know, pride.

oh god. Tawnyclan.

DUSUJAIJ he'd have to come up with some lame excuse oh my gODd

'no sir i didn't get taken hostage--i mean no i wasn't healed by another cat i mean nO'

Ahhh, i think every artist finds everything wrong with their own art, no matter their skill level. It just takes practice and dedication and that wild junk

AHHHH that sounds so cool. Call me goth and all but i can get behind a project involving skulls

oh god. stages. people watching, count me out asdffkglhv

i remember you could be gone for a minute and there's already pages filled at this gatherings lol. It's wild

i was too lazy to get any badges outside of those post ones lol

also i'd get back on to my old account but oh my god i went through one too many phases....also i completely forgot what my user and password was. I tried the search bar but nothingpoppedupauuuughiithfuh