Posts by wynnbear

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    gingerstep | molly | 34 — mate: xx | app: xx

    Once the patrols were announced, Gingerstep meowed a quick goodbye to Ryefur before greeting the rest of the patrol. She brushed up against the molly, happy to patrolling with her friend, although she was a bit flustered by the fact that she had chosen Darkeye to join them as well. She wondered if Sablestar had done it on purpose, but shook it off quickly- it didn't matter, she had a job to do. She shrugged and smiled at the rest of the group. "Good hunting, everyone." she chirped, nudging her friend gently and walking ahead towards the camp entrance.

    -interacting with tigress. , Summer Dream , tobyscoffin  

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    gingerstep | molly | 34 — mate: xx | app: xx

    The molly tilted her head in thought, eventually shrugging non-chalantly in response. She could sense her clanmate's stress, and worried if she was blowing this conversation as well. "I dunno. Things haven't changed recently for me at all, actually- considering everything that's been going on." Her thoughts drifted to Darkeye, and her eyes trailed over him as he approached Sablestar. Before she could say more, she heard her leader's call from the mossy rocks and rose to her feet. "Come on, I'll find us a spot." she chirped, giving a last longing look towards her breakfast before setting off towards the group.

    -interacting with Blitz Krieg  

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    gingerstep | molly | 34 — mate: xx | app: xx

    The molly nodded at his response and decided she should probably wait too. As she walked away she shook her head, scolding herself for being so lame in front of Darkeye. She sighed and stood beside the entrance of the camp, stuck inside her own head until she noticed Ryefur sitting alone. She didn't talk to her clanmate very often, as the two were opposites in terms of personality. The she-cat was sweet though, and in a moment Gingerstep spontaneously made it her mission to go befriend her.

    She made her way to the fresh kill pile, picking a plump looking squirrel and trotting over to her clanmate. "Morning!" She chirped happily, her voice muffled by the food in her mouth. She dropped the kill between them as she laid down and nudged it towards the molly. "I brought this to share if you're hungry. I figured I ought to say hello, since it's been a while." She took a bite from the squirrel, only now realizing that she hadn't eaten since the day before. She quickly took a few more bites before licking her jaws and pushing it closer to her clanmate. "So, what's new?"

    -interacting with Blitz Krieg [/user]


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    gingerstep | molly | 34 — mate: xx | app: xx

    Gingerstep chuckled at his words, shaking her head at his response. "You're probably right. Makes sense why I didn't talk to you when we were young." Her tail flicked behind her as she remembered the tom's youth. She quickly decided to think of something different when her own youth came to mind. Wow, what a brat she had been as a kit. She was glad she didn't have an apprentice- she probably wouldn't be a very good mentor. Probably wouldn't be a great mother either. She flicked her ears as she thought and shrugged to herself. "I wonder when they're gonna call for patrols. I think I might go out early to go hunt, you can come if you'd like." She rose to her feet, arching her back in a long stretch. With a flick of her tail in his direction she began to walk towards the camp entrance. "I'll meet up with a patrol later anyways, so if not I'll catch you later?"

    -interacting with tobyscoffin  

    these babes are a work in progress, will update later today uwu



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    gingerstep | molly | 34 — mate: xx | app: xx

    If she could blush, Gingerstep would be as red as a berry. Her tail flicked in agitation at herself and she wondered if he would even notice if she sprinted away at that very moment. She decided against it though, sitting up straight and looking around. “It’s been a cold morning, but patrols should be interesting- I mean, cause of the whole mates thing, and stuff.” She gave him a side eye, wondering what he thought about it all. She didn’t particularly care for it, but she trusted both Starclan and Sablestar and knew both only had their best interests at heart. Anyways, it didn’t even matter since she hadn’t even been assigned yet.

    As she spoke she heard the harsh voice of Bearpaw, and looked in his direction to see him berating Parsleypaw. “What a mean little kit,” she muttered, only partly to herself. That apprentice seemed so cruel to everyone around him. Adderfang had his paws full, that was certain. She would go say something to knock him down a peg, but honestly, she didn’t want to be his next victim. She looked to Darkeye and shrugged, settling down and tucking her feet underneath her.

    -interacting with tobyscoffin  

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    gingerstep | molly | 34 -- mate: xx | app: xx

    Gingerstep sighed at Sablestar's response. She knew how stressed her leader was, and it struck a nerve in her heart to know that she couldn't do anything to ease it. A deep voice called out to them, and she looked up at the already large apprentice and nodded towards him in greeting. "Good morning, Timberpaw." She lifted herself off the ground, stretching her back before sitting up straight. As she looked back up after a big yawn, her eyes caught the sight of Darkeye moving towards the center of camp. Her tail flicked excitedly behind her before she settled it with one last lash. She couldn't say that she'd ever had a real conversation with the tom, but she found him very intriguing nonetheless and figured she ought to finally say something. "I'll see you after patrols, alright?" She chirped to Sablestar before lifting her tail into the air and sauntering over to the huge tom.

    "Uh, good morning, Darkeye," Gingerstep said softly as she approached. She sat awkwardly beside him, wrapping her tail tightly over her feet. She didn't have any idea what to talk about and her ears flattened a bit involuntarily as she worked through small talk in her head. Just go for it! she shouted internally before looking up at the tom. "Ah... nice day, huh?" Birdbrain.

    -interacting with tobyscoffin  

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    gingerstep | molly | 34

    Gingerstep looked up quickly, chirping in surprise at the sight of her friend. "Oh! Good morning, Sablestar," the molly purred back. She squinted happily at her leader and sat up a bit, giving the she-cat a brief lick on the shoulder. "I'm doing better now that the sun is up. I hope you're doing well too?" She glanced at Sablestar, knowing her well enough to quickly notice that she hadn't woken up to happy thoughts. Gingerstep cared deeply for Sablestar with all the love for a friend and more loyalty for a good leader. She knew that the she-cat would handle whatever it was though, as was the norm for the strong molly.

    As she spoke, she instantly recognized the loud voice of her brother and watched as he went to go chat with the huge tom. A quick look around revealed her clanmates rising around her, and she relaxed against her friend with a soft sigh.

    -interacting with tigress.  

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    gingerstep | molly | 34

    The shining dew-covered grass reflected the sunrise as the morning light hit the open moors. The sun touched the top of the trees, soon waking the birds who would in turn rouse the rest of the forest. The clouds that had hidden the moon during the night were drifting off into the horizon, leaving the sky open and beautifully colored. The air was brisk, quiet, and serene.

    Laying across a large rock atop a hill, a small ball of fur watched to the east as the birds finally began singing. She loved this time of morning, when the world was still sleepy and gentle. She was alone up here, and had been for hours. This was a special place for the she-cat, this big hunk of stone that seemed so out of place on the hills. Partially hidden beneath the dirt, the stone reached up barely more than a foxlength to the sky like the near tree line. She knew her clanmates would come here during the day to train and relax, but when the stars shone, Gingerstep came to speak with Starclan. They would never respond to a simple warrior like her, but she liked to think they were listening.

    As the sounds of the forest began to grow louder the molly finally rose from the stone and trudged to the lower end of the rock to gently let herself down. Heading for home, she disappeared into the dense forest for a quick hunt. She always returned before her clanmates woke, save for the few that were up in time to see her come back home. Gingerstep wasn't a secretive cat, but quite a few clanmates weren't very happy with the lives Starclan had given them and she preferred to keep her late night talks private.

    With a fresh vole in her jaws, the she-cat slipped through the wall of thorns into camp and dropped her kill off on the pile. The sun was starting to shine through the leaves and cast dappled light across the ground. The sounds of her clanmates moving in their dens was a welcome one, and she happily awaited their arrival to the waking world. She made her way over to the pile of rocks, settling in a patch of sunlight on the ground beside the stones, and patiently waited for her leader's morning announcements.

           

    tigress. I'd love that! I can see Gingerstep kind of idolizing Sablestar, being really protective of her when tensions rise from the main plot and looking to her for guidance to keep her faith in Starclan and the clan's tradition. BTW, is Sablestar very religious?

    I love that major plot !! I'm down owo

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    Gingerstep is available for plotting! She's sweet, affectionate, loyal, and kind, but doesn't know if her future lies with an assigned mate. She's religious but doubtful of the traditions. òwó

    I would like for her to maybe have a mate who isn't very interested in her, maybe even one who's pursuing another cat? And possibly have another cat try to pursue Gingerstep while she tries to stay loyal to her mate.