sometimes that's how it be
GROUP:Administrator
WRITTEN:437 posts
TAG:@desolate
Post by desolate on Oct 18, 2023 19:48:47 GMT
It was very uncommon for the youthful leader to find herself faced with so many problems at once. The clan knew her as a strong warrior who would handle any and all problems without batting so much as an eye. She was respected and feared by some - but right now she found herself in a rare moment of uncertainty. They were waiting with baited breath what their next moves would be and there was much to be done. So much to be done.
Lifting her head her honey coloured eyes solidified in the crystals the clan knew so well. None shall see her waver - she would not allow such a moment of weakness to reach the eyes of her clan. No. Starclan blessed her with these lives and she would lose each one before she let Orchidclan fall from greatness. A newfound determination lit a blaze behind her orbs as she lifted to her dainty white paws.
Pushing from her den in the Fallen Log, Morningstar emerged from her den. The expression on her maw was unreadable as she glanced around the clearing at the few present faces. With ease, her legs pushed up up the quick jump to the top of the log. Standing there she held her head high as she drew in a breath before his strong voice rang through the surrounding trees,
"May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Fallen Log for a clan meeting." » 27 • she/her • canadian « » characters « » discord;; desolatedsith#5006 « |
be the water that flows through rocks, not the rocks, they're stagnant.
GROUP:Deputy
WRITTEN:50 posts
TAG:@gemini
Post by gemini on Oct 19, 2023 16:36:16 GMT
[attr="class","adrie-cover"] [attr="class","adrie-ban"] [attr="class","adrie-lyric1"]Can you see me now? [attr="class","adrie-b"] [attr="class","adrie-c"] [attr="class","adrie-lyric2"]'Cause I was born to rule. [attr="class","top-acc"] [attr="class","adrie-content1"] [attr="class","adrie-content2"] [attr="class","adrie-img"]  [attr="class","adrie-img2"]  [attr="class","inner-finally"]There was an interlude of silence throughout the camp; a pair of amber visionaries scrutinized his clanmates, although one, in particular, struck his steely gaze. His eyes settled upon the leader of OrchidClan, Morningstar, curious as to what was shrouding her psyche. The behemoth tomcat could sense she was uncertain of something, although she'd concealed it incredibly well; he assumed no one else could tell. How could he tell? Despite his unsentimental personality, Bullwasp does have empathy and, like every animal, mirror neurons. He might not have been able to see Morningstar's nerves visually. Still, he could certainly feel it, especially as a feline who almost neurotically monitors the world around him and has been through so much. Despite this, he was in complete admiration of her determination to pull through. The fire in her eyes was ever-burning. Bullwasp would hate to miss anything, as missing his dead son was enough. It was a constant battle against guilt and shame every day.[break]
From the rich brown earthen shades of the forest ground to the sweetness of the vast cerulean sky, the woodland is a three-dimensional motherland for the eyes who volunteer to absorb the light.A billion verdant wands of pine wave in arboreal air, for the camp was his home, so much so that you can feel it from core in the roots beneath to his toes. And upon the forest floor so woven with ancient tree roots came a light filtered by the bouquet of foliage above; softened, verdant, and freshly aromatic, vision redirecting to Morningstar as she took her place on the Fallen Log. It was evident the damsel had an announcement to make, meeting her gaze as she scanned over OrchidClan camp. The words fell from her maw, and he settled comfortably, as behind everyone as he could. In a way, Bullwasp saw himself as a nurturer, despite his unemotional demeanor and protector of the Clan, overseeing everything from afar. He'd rather be the first taken out if anything went down. Bullwasp is a warrior who's constantly on his toes; he has the desire to prevent the worst since he reminds himself every day of how he let his son slip away so effortlessly. "What is upon us, I wonder..." He uttered under his breath, inaudible to those amongst him.
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LAST EDIT: Oct 19, 2023 17:18:21 GMT by gemini |
GROUP:Medicine Cat
WRITTEN:49 posts
TAG:@athesia
Post by athesia on Oct 25, 2023 4:38:46 GMT
IceEyes had been in her tree stump, clearing away some mushrooms that had popped up over night. When she heard her leader call out she carefully made her way out and under the fallen log, her ears pinned toward the sound of Morningstars meow. She wasnt sure what the leader had planned but there was a waver she thought she was imagining.
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writer, artist, mediocre coder
GROUP:Leader
WRITTEN:162 posts
TAG:@moss
Post by moss on Oct 27, 2023 4:04:49 GMT
Timberwolf.
It was the call to a clan meeting that stirred Timberwolf from his, for once, peaceful slumber. Slowly, the old tom cat pulled himself to his paws, giving a stretch to his old bones. Slowly, with a bit of stiffness, the tom shuffled from the elder’s den as Morningstar finished her call. While he was too old, for the most part, to do his own duties now, Timberwolf still felt the need to join beneath the Fallen Log, like he had so many times as a younger warrior. The nostalgia of it was palpable to him, something he’d never forget even as his memories grew faded and dull with the passage of time.
Timberwolf took his place near the back of the gathering crowd, but still close enough to be able to hear, should Morningstar drop her voice into something less of a yowl to the crowd. Thick tail curled around his paws, his greying muzzle turned upwards to look up towards Morningstar, wondering what might be the meaning of the meeting that she had called.
Lavenderwhisker.
Lavenderwhisker had finished her duties for the day — three hunting patrols, she always got put on them, everyone knew that border patrols and possible fights were not her strong suit… But, her talents lay with hunting, for the most part. The slightly dimwitted she-cat perked up at Morningstar’s call. She stood, trotting over from her spot where she had settled down to groom herself, her fur half smoothed down.
She paused for a moment to shake her pelt out, before she settled along the edge of the crowd, peering up with round, inquisitive eyes. ‘I wonder what this is about?’ She thought to herself. From the murmured voices around her, many others wondered much the same thing as the almost sandy ginger she-cat.
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sometimes that's how it be
GROUP:Administrator
WRITTEN:437 posts
TAG:@desolate
Post by desolate on Oct 28, 2023 18:54:47 GMT
Duskkit
All cats older enough his tail feathers! He had heard the cry from his leader and despite not being old enough to go and attend the meeting yet, the small tabby head of Duskkit peeked around the corner of the nursey entrance. He still wanted to be apart of all the fun! After all he was going to outshine all of these warriors one day! With large ears turned to listen in on the grown ups he tried to remain out of site.
Nocturnalbliss
The timing was terrible, the young tom had just managed to find himself cozy in his next when the booming voice woke him from his rest. Letting out a heavy sigh the black tom knew he couldn't blow off a clan meeting. Starclan knows he'd end up missing something important, or better yet - never hear the end of it from his clanmates. Pushing himself to his paws he gave his fur a good shake before he padded from the root of the warriors den and made his way into the clearing. Seeing the familiar face of the aging tabby and gave a small nod in greeting to Timverwolf before he also took a seat to see what this was all about. » 27 • she/her • canadian « » characters « » discord;; desolatedsith#5006 « |
