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Post by xvinn on Jun 12, 2024 20:03:07 GMT
beefur (he/him) | shoreclan Another day, another run. That's what Beefur told his Clanmates when he got ready to head out towards the GaleClan border. It was typically a pretty good excuse for the cats who were tired of the tom who couldn't keep his paws still, as it was something he'd done since he was an apprentice. He would leave camp for some time, burn some energy through running and swimming, and come back exhausted and ready to sleep for a new day of hunting and patrolling.
The swimming was always a diversion. He was worried about the idea that a certain scent might be lingering on his fur strong enough for his denmates to notice - but it was easy to mask it with the salty scent of the shore. He was thankful for the warm moons that meant he could dry off and not have to worry too much of a cold taking over and wracking his body with illness. Whether or not Beefur was even thinking about the chances that he might get sick from constantly getting his fur wet was an entirely different thing. Reality was, there was only one thing on his mind.
Applecrisp.
Since the day they'd met, she couldn't seem to get out of his mind. He always loved the way she laughed and the way her eyes lit up. He loved the way that he didn't have to hide who he was and could be loud and talk non-stop without someone telling him to shut up or not take up so much room. He didn't feel judged when he was near her. He felt... well, free. It made his entire life so much better. He got to feel the freedom in his paws as he ran through ShoreClan territory, getting that energy out of him, and then immediately felt it rejuvinated upon seeing the GaleClan warrior who made his heart skip a beat.
The hardest parts were when they realized they needed to go their separate ways for the day, and the fact that he couldn't say anything to his Clanmates and his family. Granted, he wasn't entirely sure how much he would even want to say anything. What would they say if he said that he'd fallen for a she-cat? Even if Applecrisp had been a member of ShoreClan, he wasn't entirely sure how they would react. He was sure they'd probably make some comment about how they were surprised anyone would be fooled into loving him, the loud and overly energetic cat that he was. There was a pain that Beefur admitted he'd never really thought about when he wondered why his family members couldn't be excited like him, why they couldn't be excited for him.
But none of that was going through Beefur's mind in that moment. All he could think about was the fact that GaleClan was in view. All he could think about was that hopefully Applecrisp would come by soon, that he could brush up against her and intertwine his tail with hers. More than anything, he admitted that he wanted to ask her about Wapatostar. While the thought of his ShoreClan family members was lingering far away in the back of his mind, the thought of his GaleClan family members had started to move near the forefront. His cousin had certainly looked rather rough at the Gathering, and he hoped that things were going better. All Beefur wanted was to hear that other cats were happy and doing well. All he wanted was to hear that Applecrisp was happy and doing well. And the thought that he would get that confirmed just in the moment he saw her made his tail quiver with excitement. | tracker | adopts | plotter |
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Post by desolate on Jun 15, 2024 2:34:39 GMT
 Of the bluebird as she sings [attr="class","impress"] [attr="class","me"] [attr="class","bang"] xvinn [attr="class","bang"]587 words [attr="class","bang"]♥ [attr="class","Revolution"][attr="class",rise"] ❝ Oh Starclan,There had been a million and one thoughts on the she-cats mind. Ever since they started seeing each other more often, the daydreams had become more and more real. Each day felt new and exciting. Would it be another day to pass the time before she hurried off to go and find the one cat who understood her busy mind? Was it a day that she got to sneak away unnoticed and go and find a few fleeting moments of peace and happiness? Each day became more real and less of a blur. She had found something in reality that was worth paying attention to, something worth looking forward to. However it seemed as though this happiness came at a price. She was so overstimulated with everything buzzing in her mind at the moment. It seemed their harmless little meetings were no longer so harmless. While no one was physically getting hurt, it would only be a matter of time before someone’s heart had to break. Ever since her meeting the other day with Frozenkingdom, she had been anxious beyond compare. Not only did he scare her a little bit, but he had this look that just seemed to say ‘sort it out’. Nothing had been said, she had not given up her secret, and he didn’t outright say he knew - but he made it pretty clear he wasn’t born yesterday. Each of their meetings had been built up with so much positive energy, and this one was so different. She felt scared and nervous. She was sure this wouldn’t end badly, but at the same time, she was so lost. What would they be able to do about this? Applecrisp had been plucking grass nervously all day as she waited for the right time to leave camp. Knowing so few cared, she gave note of needing to stretch and maybe some hunting, she managed to slip away from camp with almost practiced ease. The trek towards the Shoreclan border was so much longer that she remembered, but there was something in her chest that fluttered. Even as scared and uncertain she was in this moment, there was something about knowing who waited for her at the border. Beefur. He was such a warmth in her life, a joy she craved to see on a daily. It broke her heart on the daily having to wake up in her nest alone, knowing his white and orange pelt did not lay next to her. Knowing there were cats in Shoreclan that got to see him as he woke up next to him. There were cats who got to do these mundane tasks with him on the regular, and yet she could not. Despite the waves of emotions that was racing through her and all of the possible outcomes, she had once again zoned out. Autopilot was driving her white paws over the grass and towards the border. Thoughts racing and whirling in a storm, she just needed to see him. She needed to know he was safe and healthy, and maybe he would have a solution to a little dilemma she was faced with. Starclan knows she didn’t want to have to face this alone, but if it meant all parties were safe, it would be a sacrifice she would be willing to make. The familiar smell mixed with salt water closing in on her managed to bring her back to reality. Slowing her steps she carefully peeked around the border, “Beefur?” [newclass=.Revolution]width:240px;height:280px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Open Sans; text-align: justify; color: #f5f5f5; float: right; [/newclass][newclass=.impress]width: 180px; height: 270px; border: 5px solid #dd5454; background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/33/00/ef33002c45b7a7eedd71cd07734ec241.jpg'); float: left; margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px;transition: 0.3s all ease; transition-delay: 1s; overflow: hidden;[/newclass][newclass=.impress:hover]width: 180px; height: 270px; border: 5px solid #ffffff; background-image: url("https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/33/00/ef33002c45b7a7eedd71cd07734ec241.jpg");filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);float: left; margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px;transition: 0.3s all-ease; -webkit-transition: 0.3s all;[/newclass] [newclass=.impress:hover .me]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][googlefont=Monteserrat][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.me]background-color:rgba(69, 69, 69, 0.8); font: bold 8px calibri; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px;text-align: left; color:#fff;padding:10px;margin-top:270px;width:160px;transition:1s; height: 270px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]width: 120px; background-color: #242424; border: 1px solid #9e9e9e; float: center; margin: 10px; padding: 5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.rise::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 5px;background-color: #dd5454;border:solid 2px #535353;[/newclass] [newclass=.rise::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]background-color: #dd5454;border: 5px solid #dd5454;[/newclass] » 27 • she/her • canadian « » characters « » discord;; desolatedsith#5006 « |
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Post by xvinn on Jun 19, 2024 20:45:27 GMT
beefur (he/him) | shoreclan "Applecrisp!"
Beefur excitedly jumped to his paws, practically leaping full fox-lengths forward towards the calico, his eyes bright with excitement and his voice even more full. It seemed as though every time he saw her, the entire world slipped away. Without so much as a second thought, he went to brush up his pelt against hers, moving to dance little circles around the pretty she-cat. It seemed that he was so in his own head about his excitement in seeing her, that he couldn't seem to catch on that anything was different. None of that mattered when as far as he understood and could see, she was happy and healthy. That's the only thing that mattered to him.
The ginger and white tom's tail quivered with excitement, sticking straight up in the air as he danced laps around Applecrisp, a usual little happy ritual he seemed to get into with their most recent few meetings. He couldn't quite explain why, but perhaps it was just some of his usual energy bursting out of his paws and needing to run around a little.
"How are you?" he started before the rest of the words came tumbling out of his mouth like a boulder falling down a mountainside. "It's so good to see you! How are things in GaleClan? How is Wapatostar doing? Is he feeling better? What about Nutriafang? Did you find Basilstar yet? Are you all still worried about OrchidClan? Don't worry - I promise if they come and do anything, I'll make sure Minkstar steps up and we come chase them all out! I've been practicing some more fighting skills recently with Heronfrost - at least as long as he'll let me practice with him before he gets bored. I wish I had some cats who were more into sparring and training, that would be so much easier, or other cats who could run laps with me."
Truth of the matter was that Beefur didn't actually care about receiving an answer to all of his questions. He also wasn't purposely attempting to gossip or receive information that Applecrisp might not know about or might not feel comfortable sharing. Truly, as each statement and question stumbled out of his maw one after the other, the less he seemed to care about the previous question. All in all, it was just him trying to burn as much energy and boiling over thoughts as he could, so that once Applecrisp started to talk, he could focus on her. He wanted to get out everything, even if he didn't care about the answers, so that he wouldn't have to worry about something sitting in the back of his mind when she began to talk.
Eventually, Beefur's paws would stop moving. He was able to settle down a little bit, sitting in front of Applecrisp, his eyes bright and happy as ever. The tom's tail began to twirl around his paws, twitching with the little last bit of energy he still held in his body. After all, he didn't want to burn all his energy. Not yet, anyways.
"How are you?" he repeated, going all the way back to the beginning and the only question he was burning to get an answer to. | tracker | adopts | plotter |
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Post by desolate on Jun 30, 2024 5:49:06 GMT
Of the bluebird as she sings [attr="class","impress"] [attr="class","me"] [attr="class","bang"] xvinn [attr="class","bang"]539 words [attr="class","bang"]♥ [attr="class","Revolution"][attr="class",rise"] ❝ ”Applecrisp!”Her name came from his mouth so quickly, and like that she could already feel the warmth in her chest as he called out to her. While she felt as though something was missing whenever he wasn’t by her side, it wasn’t until moments like this that she realized just how badly she craved to have him by her side as much as possible. These fleeting moments they shared in between their actual lives was starting to put strain on her poor little heart. She could pout and whine all day about how it wasn’t fair, but a simple greeting from him was all it took too forget about it all again for a short while. Instinctually she moved in to press their pelts together as he approached and his warmth was welcomed instantly. His salty scent washed over her into something she came to love about him, something she never would've thought would feel so familiar to her. And then in a moment he was off letting off some of the energy that seemed to build up endlessly in his paws. As he started to pace and twirl, she could feel the smile that illuminated her face as she watched him. Everything about him felt so right and so perfect. Would he lose that spark when she shared her news with him? Would his warm smile suddenly turn into a cold shoulder? The very thought had been looming over her like a dark cloud. He would never do that to her, right? But before she could speak, the onslaught of questions rained down upon her. She was used to it at this point but she sat down in front of him, carefully curling her tail over her paws, she waited and gave him a sad smile, “We have found Basilstar, but it wasn’t very good.. Thankfully since then Wapatostar has started getting better. We are still on edge tho, Orchidclan does seem to be getting closer and more bold - I really hope they just leave it alone now that Wapatostar’s doing better..” she started, ears flattened against her skull at the thought of a potential war. Having shared the big question he had she watched as he started to calm down and directed all of his attention her way. “Beefur, there’s something I need to tell you..” she started, her voice dipping ever so slightly. She was genuinely worried how this would go. But he deserved to know, it wasn’t something that only affected her. But Starclan knows she was worried he might turn away from her, not that she really thought he would. That wasn’t going to stop the concern and fear that lingered in her either. Taking a deep breath she lifted her gaze to meet his, “I’ve been feeling unwell recently and I went to go and see Frozenkingdom..” she started, not sure if he would pick up on what she meant right away, but also giving him time to process what she was about to tell him. “After talking with him for a while, he told me that I, well.. That I am expecting..” she finally managed to get out, her voice soft and quiet, waiting in suspense for Beefur’s reply. [newclass=.Revolution]width:240px;height:280px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Open Sans; text-align: justify; color: #f5f5f5; float: right; [/newclass][newclass=.impress]width: 180px; height: 270px; border: 5px solid #dd5454; background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/33/00/ef33002c45b7a7eedd71cd07734ec241.jpg'); float: left; margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px;transition: 0.3s all ease; transition-delay: 1s; overflow: hidden;[/newclass][newclass=.impress:hover]width: 180px; height: 270px; border: 5px solid #ffffff; background-image: url("https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/33/00/ef33002c45b7a7eedd71cd07734ec241.jpg");filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);float: left; margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px;transition: 0.3s all-ease; -webkit-transition: 0.3s all;[/newclass] [newclass=.impress:hover .me]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][googlefont=Monteserrat][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.me]background-color:rgba(69, 69, 69, 0.8); font: bold 8px calibri; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px;text-align: left; color:#fff;padding:10px;margin-top:270px;width:160px;transition:1s; height: 270px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]width: 120px; background-color: #242424; border: 1px solid #9e9e9e; float: center; margin: 10px; padding: 5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.rise::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 5px;background-color: #dd5454;border:solid 2px #535353;[/newclass] [newclass=.rise::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]background-color: #dd5454;border: 5px solid #dd5454;[/newclass] » 27 • she/her • canadian « » characters « » discord;; desolatedsith#5006 « |
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Post by xvinn on Oct 22, 2024 18:38:50 GMT
beefur (he/him) | shoreclan Beefur's eyes twinkled with excitement as he watched Applecrisp, his body unable to stop moving as he kneaded at the ground below him. His purr rumbled loudly in his chest to a volume that could almost drown out the sound of another cat speaking, but he was still locked in on every word that came from the she-cat's maw. Even when the news was crushing, like the sound of what they found of Basilstar, he still kept his optimism up. Even something as simple as feeling so grateful that she would trust him with that information - it was information he knew that no one in ShoreClan would ever trust him with should he go and run his big mouth. Though, that was immediately shrouded when he heard that his cousin was beginning to do better. The tom had felt a crushing weight when he saw Wapatostar at the recent Gathering, looking so torn from the warrior he'd once looked up to. While Beefur wanted to hear that he had bounced back overnight, he knew to temper his expectations.
His tail managed to flicker a little bit in the thoughts surrounding OrchidClan coming ever closer to GaleClan. While it might not have affected Beefur directly, knowing that ShoreClan was safe, there was still a small anxiety in him fearing Applecrisp's safety should Morningstar feel the need to start a war between the Clans. He knew that Wapatostar would certainly not be the one to push for such, though he also had to admit to himself that Sparrowclaw might not be quite as timid.
Beefur opened his mouth to speak some more, carry the conversation further, until he saw the way that Applecrisp's demeanor changed. He had never been all that great at noticing subtle body changes, but it felt different for her. His heart began to pace in a different way, from excitement to anxiety as he watched her gaze drop. At first, Beefur's own mind began to wander in fear, but he gave his ears a light flick to keep himself grounded - the very thing he often did for Applecrisp. He made himself focus forward on her and her words. Even though he found himself struggling with every sound and movement in her body. Her worries about feeling unwell that immediately made him want to jump to his paws and groom between her ears until he could take the sickness away.
The ShoreClan warrior cocked his head as she finished her rather short story.
Expecting?
His eyes went wide for a quick moment, his heart racing even faster. Unable to stop his body from moving anymore, he pounced up to his feet and looked at Applecrisp. "Expecting to die?" he shouted, his mind racing. He couldn't lose Applecrisp, not now. They had only just gotten so close, he had only just really gained her as his best friend. He had only just begun to feel what it was like to have someone care about him genuinely, rather than the eyerolls he often got from his family and Clanmates. He knew they also cared for him as a fellow warrior, but he had been pushed aside and told to be quiet so often, and it was just different with Applecrisp. She enjoyed his loud moments, embraced them and loved them. Just as much as he knew her own secrets of feeling so pushed aside by her own Clanmates, told to pay better attention before someone got hurt. Beefur loved to watch when Applecrisp went off into her own little world, and loved to hear what she was thinking about. She was so creative, her ideas far beyond what Beefur could ever imagine. But this idea of her being gone forever was an idea that he wasn't sure he could ever handle. LAST EDIT: Oct 22, 2024 18:39:08 GMT by xvinn| tracker | adopts | plotter |
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Post by desolate on Nov 12, 2024 21:35:15 GMT
Of the bluebird as she sings [attr="class","impress"] [attr="class","me"] [attr="class","bang"] xvinn [attr="class","bang"]392 words [attr="class","bang"]♥ [attr="class","Revolution"][attr="class",rise"] ❝ Everything these past few days had been a blur and more distant than she was sued to. There were so many things that had pulled her from her dull life before and now it felt more of a comfort. There were so many ways this could go and there was so much fear creeping through her mind. The overly stern scolding of Frozengale would never leave her mind, and she couldn’t stop thinking about how Beefur could so easily walk away from all of this. Everything she thought and felt could just turn and walk away never to look back. But deep down she knew that wasn’t going to be the case. Deep in her heart of hearts she knew that they were meant to be. Starclan crossed their paths for a reason and brought them together. Where everyone else overlooked them, they were able to see each other. She found someone that saw her for her, and she saw him for him. However there was the moral of them both having broken the warrior code, and that was something that wasn’t so easily overlooked either. And while the storm was bubbling and brewing in her mind, Beefur did what he did best - he snapped her out of it. "Expecting to die ?"His words caught her completely off guard. In a moment she blinked at him, everything in her mind silenced for a moment. Trying to wrap her mind around what he said she tilted her head in confusion before a small smile came to her maw and she couldn’t stop the small chuckle that followed, “No! I am perfectly fine!” she mewed softly and she gave a small sigh, building up the courage to press onwards, “I am expecting kits.. Your kits” she said softly. Her eyes searched his waiting to see how he was going to react to the news. She was so scared and excited, she wanted nothing more then to curl up in his love and warmth, just having him close to comfort her. She was so unsure how to feel about it. While she was excited to have his kits, how was this going to play out? Not to mention, was she even ready to be a mother? She didn’t know the first thing about kits, and what if she messed them up? [newclass=.Revolution]width:240px;height:280px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Open Sans; text-align: justify; color: #f5f5f5; float: right; [/newclass][newclass=.impress]width: 180px; height: 270px; border: 5px solid #dd5454; background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/33/00/ef33002c45b7a7eedd71cd07734ec241.jpg'); float: left; margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px;transition: 0.3s all ease; transition-delay: 1s; overflow: hidden;[/newclass][newclass=.impress:hover]width: 180px; height: 270px; border: 5px solid #ffffff; background-image: url("https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/33/00/ef33002c45b7a7eedd71cd07734ec241.jpg");filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);float: left; margin: 0px 5px 0px 0px;transition: 0.3s all-ease; -webkit-transition: 0.3s all;[/newclass] [newclass=.impress:hover .me]transition:1s;margin-top:0px;[/newclass][googlefont=Monteserrat][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.me]background-color:rgba(69, 69, 69, 0.8); font: bold 8px calibri; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px;text-align: left; color:#fff;padding:10px;margin-top:270px;width:160px;transition:1s; height: 270px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]width: 120px; background-color: #242424; border: 1px solid #9e9e9e; float: center; margin: 10px; padding: 5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.rise::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 5px;background-color: #dd5454;border:solid 2px #535353;[/newclass] [newclass=.rise::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]background-color: #dd5454;border: 5px solid #dd5454;[/newclass] » 27 • she/her • canadian « » characters « » discord;; desolatedsith#5006 « |
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Post by xvinn on Nov 14, 2024 0:25:09 GMT
beefur (he/him) | shoreclan The relaxation that fell on Beefur's entire body when he heard that Applecrisp was, in fact, not about to die, felt like the difference between twenty warriors standing on his back to two kits simply asking him for a badger ride.
As that exact thought seemed to cross Beefur's mind, his eyes widened. He looked at the she-cat standing in front of him. She was expecting... kits? His kits?
His mind seemed to barrel through hundreds of thoughts all at once. This was exciting, right? He was going to be a father! Oh stars, was he ready to be a father? He thought of the way that his family often berated him and told him to be quiet, but he thought about the way that kits seemed to giggle when he was around and was more than happy to play wrestle with the little tykes. The thought of kits who were related to him made him question a lot - would they even like him? It certainly hadn't always seemed like even the younger members of his family cared much for him. But... if they were related to Applecrisp, maybe it would be different.
"We're having kits..." he said. For the first time in his life, his voice was almost soft with joy. Beefur immediately pressed his head against Applecrisp's, pushing through with the rest of his body so their fur could brush against one another.
But as he did that, a stone fell in his stomach. He looked above him, as though expecting some member of StarClan to come down and start yelling at him. Wasn't this against the Warrior Code? Well, not really, right? The Warrior Code simply stated that you had to defend your Clan, and while you could have friendships in other Clans, you just had to remain loyal to your Clan in case you met in battle one day. But Beefur knew, looking at Applecrisp, that he could never strike against her. And that didn't even have to do with the fact that she had kits in her belly, or wherever they were. Kits were in the queen's belly, right? Did food fall on their head? Is that why it was so important to chew your food, so that the kits in your belly could also eat it? They couldn't eat solid food yet, right? But how did your belly know not to poop them out until they were ready?
Beefur tried to shake the thoughts out of his mind. He could tell his brain was just racing through everything going on.
"We're having kits!" He exclaimed, beginning to bound around excitedly. Stars above, that really was pretty darn cool, wasn't it? To think that he and Applecrisp were really mates, that he and his best friend would be bringing little lives into the world?
Though as he bounded around, Beefur looked back into ShoreClan territory. It didn't seem fair that they would have to split the kits up between them or anything. It wasn't as though every moon the kits could just... change Clans, right? No, that wouldn't be right. That would make it pretty difficult to follow the Warrior Code in terms of loyalty.
So where would this have to be?
It didn't take Beefur very long to think about it before he said. "Do you think Wapatostar will let me join GaleClan?" he asked. | tracker | adopts | plotter |
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SHORECLAN // bluestorm, kestrelpaw
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