Redwoodclan: Main Rp Thread

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Littlerain
• She-Cat • 39 Moons • Warrior • Tags: Apricotnose
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"Oh, take your time, I don't mind!" Littlerain assured. With no other plans for the day, she didn't mind waiting. "I think I'll stick to looking for herbs, though." Her eyes scanned the ground as she padded forward, hoping to find a patch of the flowers. Littlerain frowned and lifted her head, glancing over to Apricotnose. "Not by choice? What do you mean?" Littlerain suddenly snapped her mouth shut, a bit embarrassed by her outburst. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry!"

Milkbird
• Tom • 42 Moons • Deputy • Tags: Wolfblood
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Milkbird's tail lashed back and forth in the air as he stood. He lifted his head into the air, opening his mouth slightly to pull in more of the scent. He sighed and lowered his head, shaking out his pelt and turning towards Wolfblood in one quick motion. "It's alright. We all get distracted sometimes." Milkbird gave a small smile, trying to reassure the other tom. He shook his body again, trying to shake some focus back into his mind. He straightened his legs and took another deep breath, trying, and failing, to catch the scent again. "Where do you think it went?" Milkbird felt a bit of anxiety begin to claw at his stomach. It was the time of year when weasels tended to be a bit more aggressive in preparation of their own kit season. He flicked his tail, knowing he would feel much better after confirming the weasel had left Redwoodclan territory.

[Queen of flames]

POPPYSEED
Queen - female - apprentice: n/a - crush: open
tags: open

She felt rather lonely and bored inside the nursery, she was the only queen there anyway and her mate was not there to visit her anymore. She missed him so much and hoped that he could meet their kits, maybe one day he actually will, but hopefully not too soon.

She shook her fur a little bit as she stretched her legs before walking out of the nursery, she looked up to the sky and smiled as the sun warmed her fur immediately. She took a sight before looking around the camp, it was busy as always, so she started to walk toward the fresh-kill pile. She looked at the pile and chose a mouse, she was not that heavy morning eater so she usually took smaller prey on mornings.

STORMCALL
Warrior - female - apprentice: open - crush: Greyheart
tags: Greyheart, Brackenfang

She seemed to miss the morning patrols or she was not sure if they were organized yet or not. Shaking her fur she looked around and spotted the two warriors at the pile and walked to them "Mornings Brackenfang...Greyheart" she meowed to them as she looked for something to eat "So did the patrols leave already?" she asked them. She heard them talking about training their apprentices. She didn't have an apprentice so she didn't really have anything to say to that.

FIRECRY
Warrior - male - apprentice: open - crush: Crystalmoon
tags: open

As he seemed to miss the morning patrols he decided to do some solo patrol and hunts on his own. He felt like he needed to do at least something, and sitting on camp was not one of them. He also felt rather restless tthis morning so staying still feel good at all. He walekd toward the small pond there to take a drink, he also listened for any vpices of prey, excpecially if there was some waterfowls around, they were not easy to catch, but they could gibe him the challenge he now wanted.

RIVERPAW
Medicine cat apprentice - male - mentor: Crytalmoon - crush: Cloudpaw
tags: Owlpaw

He was deep in sleep unaware that the morning had risen already, licking his lips on his sleep as the hunger got so loud that he woke up on it. Narrowing his eyes from confusion as he looked at the den wall before seeing the sunlight coming inside the medicine cat's den and shook up 'crap...I sleep too long' he thought to himself as he took his leave out of the den. His amber eyes blinked as he looked around the camp, seeing his mentor with the leader there, wanting to apologize for being late, but didn't want to bother them, instead, he walked to his fellow den-mate Owlpaw the other medicine cat apprentice "Oh good morning Owlpaw" he meowed to him.

[OKULTRA]

xxxxx𝓞𝒘𝒍𝒑𝒂𝒘
⟢ med cat app ✧ he/they ✧ 9 moons ✧ camp ✧ tagged riverpaw

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Before he can reach the freshkill pile, his ears swerve to pick up the sound of his name being called. Unable to stand mid-step for too long without his head tremor starting to throw him off balance, he turns to the direction of the voice, trying to stand a little taller than his usual slouch for the sake of presentation. "Oh... Riverpaw. Good mornin'." Attempting an uneven smile in greetings, his tail began to perk up, twitching in the tip with curiosity. "It's... s'a lil' late to be wakin' up, isn't it? ... s'not like you missed a whole lot, though." He takes a gentle seat on his haunches to toss his head in the direction of their mentor and the leader, seemingly looking their direction but really not looking at them at all as he lifts a paw to idly groom. "I jus' woke up too, so I think Crystalmoon... took the day into her own paws."

[believe-hwu]

𝙲 𝙻 𝙾 𝚅 𝙴 𝚁 𝙿 𝙾 𝙽 𝙳 ! !
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xx[27 moons] [warrior] [molly] [mentors; n/a] [interest; open] [location; camp] [mood; content]
xx [mentions; poppyseed] [tags; poppyseed]
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She'd woken up earlier than she had meant to, even before the morning patrols had been sent out apparently, she realized when she walked back into camp, carrying a chipmunk and a mouse in her jaws. She had gotten used to her kits waking her to play, and now that they were apprentices, she couldn't help but feel a tad lonely. She brushed it off, they were older now and needed to train as apprentices after all. She took a quick glance around the camp, just to see the only queen at the prey pile, waving her tail in greeting. She placed her catches onto the pile, flicking her ears. "Good morning, Poppyseed. How have you been lately?" Cloverpond had talked to her the other day, but she knew how lonely it could get as the only queen in the nursery.

[star star.]

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☆ ─── MOTHSIGHT.

lyrics
redwoodclan med cat ✧ she-cat
mentions/tags; crystalmoon, owlpaw,
riverpaw, claystar

The forest is quiet. It hangs, thick and heavy above her head, and Mothsight feels some of her worries and stress ebb from her mind. The fog is still a presence in the forest, wrapped like a blanket around the trees. She lifts her head from the river, ignoring the drops from her whiskers, and continues on her journey back to camp. The small herb patch that she had been tending to was growing well - it'd been her secret for the past few moons, in a rare bout of self-consciousness that the batch wouldn't survive and she could get hopes up for nothing, but now it looked like she would be able to tell Crystalmoon and the apprentices. Quietly, she worries if Owlpaw would be able to make the trek, but she banishes the thought immediately.

As she sees camp growing closer, she begins thinking through things again. There's a twoleg place around, and she wants to check and see if there's been any catnip or chamomile growing recently. The stock of catnip had been severely diminished by the bought of greencough the clan had suffered, and while she regrets not being able to save her mother and some of the other cats in the clan, she's at least glad everyone else had pulled through. Stupidly, Mothsight hadn't thought to check the stock before she'd left camp: returning empty-pawed might look strange, but at this point she doesn't care. She'd taken a gamble a few moons ago, and it was finally paying off.

Mothsight pushes into camp and takes a quick look around. Owlpaw and Riverpaw are chatting near the fresh-kill pile (she ignores the faint grumble of her belly; she'll live if she doesn't immediately adhere to her hunger), and Crystalmoon seems to be talking to Claystar. She wonders, briefly, what he and Crystalmoon are talking about, and shakes her head at the thought: the tom is an incredibly stubborn and prideful cat. He's one of the worst about asking for help in the clan. Hopefully Crystalmoon or the apprentices have better luck wearing him down - Mothsight isn't mousebrained enough to fool herself into thinking he'd come to her for help. She'd likely have to chase him down.

She weighs the thought of pulling her fellow medicine cat from her conversation with their leader, and then snorts and ignores the thought completely. Let them talk. There's no harm in it. She does, however, say a quick, "Excuse me," as she pushes past the two and heads into the den to look at their stockpiles.

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☆ ─── TRIX.

i know you're feigning for
uncertainty, but i'm not scared
loner ✧ nonbinary
mentions/tags; open

Trix stares up at the branch, crouched and tail lashing as they stare. There'd been a slight bit of movement in the tree - a bird or a squirrel or a trick of the light due to the fog, they don't know - but now he was curious. He leaps up, claws scraping against the rough bark, and jerks her head around. Nothing. Sighing, Trix slinks off onto the branch and lets an arm hang down. They look around from their perch, tail flicking every so often, and hums. They rest their head against the branch and think.

The RedwoodClan border is just a pawstep behind them. Close enough where they could just bat their eyes and go "Oh my bad! I didn't know I'd crossed the border!" and hop back over before one of those cats with the weird names could start a fight. Fog stretches across the sky, hanging heavy above them, and they ponder the concept of taking a nap where they are or if they should find shelter (or prey) elsewhere.

[oceanz]

𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛
◦ 40 moons ◦ tom ◦ leader ◦ tags: crystalmoon & mothsight
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Claystar listened quietly, eyeing the plant as Crystalmoon described it. He couldn’t help but crack another small smile, glad Starclan had picked her to be the clans medicine cat. “I admire your passion, and the way you speak about the herbs.” Claystar commented, gently bringing the offered chamomile closer to him with his paw. “Thank you, I will try this out tonight. I’m sure it will work.” The brown and white tom said, bending his head down to sniff the flower; pleasantly surprised by its soothing smell. “Is there anything I could do for Crystalmoon? I must ask before I go.”

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Claystar’s gaze landed on Mothsight as she made her way by the two, offering her a respectful dip of his head. “Ah Mothsight, good morning.” The brown and white tom said, attempting another strained smile. “Since you’re here I might as well ask you as well. Is there anything the two of you need?” Claystar asked, reaching down to pick up his newly obtained chamomile to take back to his nest.

𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚠
◦ 8 moons ◦ she-cat ◦ apprentice ◦ tags: beetlepaw; mentions appleleap, brackenfang & greyheart
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Basilpaw widened her eyes in surprise to see Appleleap right outside the den. Dread filled up inside her at thought of him overhearing their conversation. She offered the warrior a sheepish smile before turning to address Beetlepaw. She paused to stare at Greyheart and Brackenfang, a puzzled expression growing on the she-cats face. “That’s weird.” Basilpaw said with a small laugh. Her eyes lit up at the mention one training together. “I hope so!” She replied with a purr. “We should go ask.” Basilpaw began to walk over but froze, the image of Greyheart snapping about ruining his breakfast flashed through her mind. “Mm on second thought, do you want to share some food and then go ask?” Basilpaw asked, retreating the few steps back.

𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎
◦ 21 moons ◦ she-cat ◦ warrior ◦ tags: littlerain; mentions crystalmoon
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“Oh no it’s alright!” Apricotnose reassured her with a soft smile. “My mother wasn’t the most patient… or kind…” She continued, making sure to glance around for the herb every few steps. “She was harder on me because I was the runt… I guess I never lived up to her expectations.” Apricotnose said with a shrug. “She dropped me off at the border, not wanting to take care of a runt.” The tabby continued, slowing as the sound of the river became more clear. The she-cat took in a deep breath, the air more crisp in this part of the territory. “Anyway… it lead to me discovering my true family, and discovering my favorite food of course.” Apricotnose said, pausing as they grew closer to the river bank. Green eyes scanned the area, looking for the flowers Crystalmoon had spoke of. “Ah! Over there!” The tabby purred, motioning towards a small cluster of white flowers right at the rivers edge.

𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝
◦ 32 moons ◦ tom ◦ warrior ◦ tags: brackenfang & stormcall | mentions beetlepaw, basilpaw, claystar, crystalmoon & mothsight
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Greyheart paused for a moment as Stormcall approached; suddenly feeling awkward over the growing number of cats. The tom swallowed his bite before sitting up to address the other she-cat. “Good morning Stormcall.” He greeted the she-cat, offering a polite wave of his tail. “No patrols have left yet. I’m sure Claystar was waiting for more cats to wake up.” Greyheart replied, his previously relaxed demeanor now rigid. He scanned the camp, now looking for the Leader. “I’m sure I saw him going into the Medicine Cat den. He’s probably talking to Crystalmoon and Mothsight.”