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Post by Silver on Jun 13, 2015 15:39:38 GMT -5
(OOC: Sorry for not posting for a bit, been busy.)
Jetstar purred as the medicine cat approached, meowing a good morning to her. As soon as Aspenfur offered for her to join them on the hunting patrol, the leader glanced back at the medicine cat den. "Of course, I'd love to have her join us. I'm sure we can find some medicines if you're low on anything, and if not, an extra vole or two won't do anyone any harm," he flicked his ears, eyes slowly drifting back over to the medicine cat with admiration. What a hard role it must be to fill, seeing all the injured cats and trying to heal them back to health. It must be rewarding when the medicine cat succeeds, though. His ears swivelled back towards the forest, listening to the chatter of the birds and feeling himself relax as he heard them. There was no shortage of prey, nor was there a shortage of music this Greenleaf.
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Post by Silver on Jun 13, 2015 13:42:29 GMT -5
@guidepaw : Would it be alright if Browntail mentors one of my apprentices?
Tadpolestrike
Mothpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 13, 2015 13:20:09 GMT -5
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Post by Silver on Jun 13, 2015 8:55:43 GMT -5
Shriekblaze
Snowpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 12, 2015 17:38:29 GMT -5
Quickfeet
Lightpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 12, 2015 7:03:48 GMT -5
Shrewgaze
Darkpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 11, 2015 17:53:36 GMT -5
Beestrike
Smallpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 11, 2015 17:14:34 GMT -5
Marigoldclaw
Lightningpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 23:45:41 GMT -5
Bluetail
Nightpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 20:48:13 GMT -5
Patchclaw
Stormpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 18:07:42 GMT -5
Foxface
Crowpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 17:53:04 GMT -5
Sparrow-wing
Leap-paw
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 17:39:01 GMT -5
Runningstep
Fishpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 17:04:10 GMT -5
Jetstar perked his ears as he heard and spotted the approaching cat, recognizing Aspenfur quickly and purring to greet her. "Good morning, Aspenfur," he meowed politely, slowly standing up and glancing up to look at her directly, "Of course you can, but I hope you wouldn't mind if I accompanied you. I feel next to useless this morning and my muscles have begun to ache, I need to stretch them out. Maybe I'm getting a little old," he joked, stretching his muscles as he spoke. His deputy could organize the patrols, and it wouldn't hurt anyone if the two of them went out hunting before the majority of the camp woke up. He curled the tip of his tail self-consciously, wondering what he could catch if Aspenfur did wish for his company. It had been a while since he had been on a hunting patrol, as he always found himself busy either performing regular patrols or helping out with the apprentices. He never minded doing small tasks like that, and it allowed him to be more personal with the young cats. Although he was sure that he would get laughed at behind his back for it, he didn't mind as he enjoyed the presence of the young apprentices and the tasks were still important.
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Post by Silver on Jun 10, 2015 16:57:17 GMT -5
Fernpelt
Amberpaw
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Post by Silver on Jun 9, 2015 0:05:01 GMT -5
That looks so awesome Ang3l! I love it so much
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Borders
Jun 8, 2015 22:46:04 GMT -5
via mobile
Post by Silver on Jun 8, 2015 22:46:04 GMT -5
Also, if you're asking about the map, the Clans are at the Lake - you can tell by the fact that the place where the cats go to see StarClan is the Moonpool. Because SkyClan isn't there during the lake time when the Clan cats moved, I'll upload a map in an edit of this post to demonstrate how I understood where they came from once I'm on my computer. Ignoring the crudity of it... Green -> SkyClan Light Blue -> RiverClan Dark Blue -> ShadowClan Pink -> WindClan Yellow -> ThunderClan
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SkyClan
Jun 8, 2015 16:54:28 GMT -5
Post by Silver on Jun 8, 2015 16:54:28 GMT -5
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Post by Silver on Jun 6, 2015 20:28:12 GMT -5
Welcome to SSS!
Although you are all guests, the same rules apply here as it does anywhere else on the site - try to follow them! This means no profanity, inappropriate images, double posting, etc. Here you can ask any questions you have about the site, but do not advertise here as this is not the ideal place for it. I hope you all decided to join SSS in the future and become an active member of our close-knit community!
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Post by Silver on Jun 6, 2015 18:29:10 GMT -5
Jetstar somehow managed to awaken earlier than usual that day, the morning sun leaking through the deep cover of his den and leaving bright patterns dancing along the ground as the coniferous trees shifted with the early breeze. The leader stretched, feeling his muscles ache beneath his thin, jet black coat from practicing fighting with the apprentices the previous day. Slowly maneuvering himself out of his den, he found darkness still lingered in the majority of the camp, his den being one of the few lit by the morning sun. He yawned, still tasting his last meal of vole from the last night. The ground was wet in the clearing, marking the typical marsh-like territory that his Clan, ShadowClan, loved and cared for. He glanced over at the Clan, watching cats slowly begin to awaken with drowsy eyes and prepare to go about their day. He searched for his deputy, eyeing the warriors den carefully for signs of movement. However, it was still dark and the thick brambles gave no sign of life, although he knew that his proud and loyal Clan members still lingered beneath it. In contrast, a symphony of small meows and growls erupted from the nursery, and he glanced over with kind eyes. The kits there would be strong one day, as their mothers and fathers were. He purred at the thought of having his own one day, running around in anticipation of becoming a warrior or an apprentice. Speaking of which, Jetstar found his eyes wandering towards the apprentice's den, hidden away beneath a tree stump. There was silence there, and the leader purred in amusement as he recognized the difference between the pesky kits and the warriors in training. They were tired from yesterday's practice, although he knew their mentors would still wake them up to train more today. It had been long since he had been in such a position, and he envied the young cat's excitement to learn and explore. His gaze shifted over to the medicine cat's den, concealed carefully under rocks and moss. Although he simply wished that there was not a need for medicine cats to heal after Clan battles, he valued their wisdom and help and the leader always would consult his medicine cats before making any decisions. Even though the medicine cat had not yet seemed to rise, the leader dipped his head to show respect for their knowledge.
Jetstar glanced back up as he heard shifting from the warriors den, and he slowly made his way over and promptly sat beside the entrance, awaiting his deputy so that the morning patrols could be organized. Jetstar wrapped his tail around his paws carefully, feeling the breeze brush against his fur as he closed his dual-coloured eyes, thinking about the day to come. Perhaps it would be beneficial for him to join his Clanmates on one of their patrols, or even go hunting. Prey was not scarce, though, but that meant that he should feed up his Clanmates while there was a plentiful selection of food.
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