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Post by owl on Oct 24, 2023 14:03:11 GMT -6
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Post by owl on Oct 24, 2023 14:05:52 GMT -6
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the sky's overcastft. hazelstream | snailpaw is approached by hazelstream whilst visiting their mother's grave on rosemary hill. learn a thing or twoft. turtlewhisker | brief summary of the thread. the sky is fallingft. vulturepaw | snailpaw stumbles across fellow apprentice vulturepaw lying in the snow, and the two strike up a conversation. let it snow, let it snow, let it snowft. buglepaw | snailpaw awakens to find the camp covered in snow, and wakes up buglepaw to join them in a morning of digging!
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| snailpaw i think that you're worth holding on to
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Post by owl on Nov 18, 2023 9:32:53 GMT -6
#s://i~ibb~co/sjZ15BX/nettleprofile~png nettlefang
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ft. minkfrost | moon 2 of leafbare | nettlefang wakes her mate after a chilly dawn patrol and invites her to hunt for their breakfast together. fanning the flamesft. cinderstar | moon 3 of leafbare | on a cold evening nettlefang finds it hard to forget those she's lost, and heads to rosemary hill to ponder. little does she know, prairieclan's new leader had a similar idea... and something to tell her. we fell from the sky with graceft. cinderstar, prairieclan | moon 3 of leafbare | cinderstar announces a restriction on the tunnels due to the warming weather posing danger of them collapsing. prairieclan's young tunnelers speak out in respinse, and nettlefang attempts to back up the leader. the tortoise and the hareft. turtlewhisker | moon 3 of leafbare | nettlefang approaches turtlewhisker during a solo hunting patrol, and soon realizes the other molly is less than pleased about her offer of friendship. double visionft. wheatpaw, coyotepaw | moon 3 of leafbare | nettlefang breaks up a fight between two apprentices who decided to duke it out in the middle of camp. thread nameft. name | brief summary of the thread.
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| nettlefang so let my hope grow cold and atrophy
'cause there is no more room in your heart for me
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She could find many things in those memories to make her happy, but the echos of knowing she'll never make any more with those cats she loved so much... sometimes you had to sit in your grief. And tonight, she felt like sitting. And thinking. It didn't help that the clan had lost Littlestar just days ago... the leader's blood and fur found coating the snow. No body, but a hungry fox or coyote wouldn't leave one. It was a shock to all and left deputy Cindersong—now Cinderstar—to pick up the pieces. She hadn't named a deputy of her own yet, but it wouldn't be long. She only had until, what, moonhigh? Tomorrow?
No clue who she's pickin'. All I know is my kithood dream to become deputy died a long time ago, probably when she took that place first. I don't need to be special, I already know I do my best for the clan. I trust her to pick the right cat... one who'll help with the tunnel situation. One who'll stand by her. It wasn't actually that late in the day—the sun was just setting, and it disappeared earlier and earlier the later it got into leafbare. But the darkness and cold made it feel late, even if the duties weren't done for the day. They're done for me. I need a damn break. And... t' stew a little. And where else to think about lost loved ones then rosemary hill? It was the final resting place of so many. And she knew the path well.
Viperstrike lay here, but just like Littlestar her mother did not. She was still embedded in the earth somewhere in Prairieclan territory, deemed too dangerous to dig out again only to be buried once more. I think they're all too dangerous, but Starclan, I've been sayin' that for years and nobody listens. Well... not nobody. Some cats listen. Many of her clanmates agreed with her, apparently, but she didn't know who or how many or whether it was enough to challenge the tide. She wasn't... the best at gauging other cat's opinions on things. She navigated those kinds of conversations a bit like a badger in the healer's den... everything was gonna get trampled. Cindersong—Cinderstar—would know. I know she'll be up to somethin' in these comin' moons. I'll do what I can to just... back her up. Not that she needs it. She's leader now.
And then, almost as if thinking her name had summoned her into being, Nettlefang spotted a flash of familiar tortoiseshell coat and her heart leapt. She scolded herself—it could have been any tortoiseshell—but she knew in her gut who it was as soon as she saw. She almost wished it was Turtlewhisker or Dappledfern. But... I guess we're... letting bygones be bygones. Working together against the tunnels. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, or whatever. Glad I mended that bridge before she became leader, hah. It was too late to turn back now, she was sure if she'd noticed the leader then the leader had noticed her—on this quiet hillside, every step sounded like bones cracking. Besides, I'm not a coward.
"Cinderstar," she meowed, dipping her head. Surprise she hadn't managed to quell was evident in her voice, and the new name was clumsy on her tongue. "Fancy... meetin' you here." She attempted a playful remark, but it felt tired and flat. Not when they stood upon the graves of their clanmates. Not with the gravity of the last few days. Sighing deeply, she sat down a few paces from the other molly. Wonder who she's here for. Possibly Littlestar... but we've all lost so many. Hate that I have to wonder, I should know. A somber chuckle escaped her lips, and her eyes turned from the blood orange horizon to meet Cinderstar's gaze. "We had the same idea, huh? It's harder to forget them this time a' year."
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Post by owl on Apr 6, 2024 12:55:53 GMT -6
#s://i~ibb~co/1ZLVP2c/cougar~jpg cougarcloud
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thread nameft. name | brief summary of the thread.
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| cougarcloud do you know that i could break beneath the weight
of the goodness, love, i still carry for you?
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| cougarcloud where i go, will you still follow?
will you leave your shaded hollow?
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Post by owl on Apr 18, 2024 11:15:56 GMT -6
#s://i~ibb~co/z7kpPyN/oriole~png oriolemask
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| oriolemask
an eye for an eye, a leg for a leg
a shot in the heart doesn't make it un-break
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forgive my northern attitude
oh, i was raised on little light
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Post by owl on Apr 21, 2024 9:51:48 GMT -6
#s://live~staticflickr~com/3520/5772543069_54a4dacf9d~jpg brightkit
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thread nameft. name | brief summary of the thread.
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| brightkit but i'm gonna be here until i'm nothing
but bones in the ground, so quiet down
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