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Shadowclan

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@july

Medicine Cat

28 moons

Female

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

SPARROWPELT

a good catch [Darkstar] Nov 23, 2016 3:58:00 GMT

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Post by SPARROWPELT on Nov 23, 2016 3:58:00 GMT

Sparrowpelt- ShadowClan Medicine Cat

Sparrowpelt never thought she was very good at hunting. While her brother (Bless his soul) did try to teach her from time to time, her eye would always make it a troublesome thing. She would be not even mouse length off from her target – but in hunting, accuracy was everything. She saw how elegant other warriors pounced on their prey that she always felt self-conscious asking anyone else but her brother. So when she went out to the territory to just look and spy on some herbs she had known about- the frog almost slipped by her vision. She froze, her good eye on it for a moment- her ears pricked for anyone else.

A quick sweep of her eyes let her know she was the only one in the area- at least that she could notice. The tabby took a small breath and knew it was going to go badly- but part of her, wanted to try. She hesitantly took her next steps. They were too hesitant- but the frog really didn’t seem to care much about her at the moment. She was silent, her head tilted just slightly so her good eye had more of the focus. The rough back of the frog stared back at her- and she pounced. She missed it, misjudging the distance. The frog hopped once and she stayed in the odd position, glaring at the stupid amphibian.

Straightening herself up with a small huff and a glare, she tried again. If anyone would have asked her the two times she would have missed it was a bit comical but she was surprised when she missed but corrected herself since she landed right next to it. Killing the frog with one blow, she held it there for a minute- before dropping the frog rather unceremoniously to the ground. Sparrowpelt stared at it warily for a second- not sure if she had even killed it as she reached out a paw to poke it. It stayed still- as it was dead.

She poked it again. Same result.

A grin broke out on her face. “I got you, you bouncing piece of dung!” She said happily. “I knew I could do it.” She sniffed with pride before she blinked. “Sparrowpelt, you caught a frog. Stop that.” She mumbled to herself with a shake of her fur, but couldn’t help smile at her catch. She didn’t even hear the pine needles shift from near her.

CAWN & Darkstar - please help me she's too cute when she's happy.

Shadowclan

15 POSTS

CAWN

Leader

59 moons

Tom

biography

Is this a curse, or just a blind guess, so I'm floating on the clouds without wings.

DARKSTAR

a good catch [Darkstar] Nov 30, 2016 23:57:02 GMT

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Post by DARKSTAR on Nov 30, 2016 23:57:02 GMT

There were times where it occurred to Darkstar that he spent too much time alone in the territory. For a leader who should have been in the mixing pot of personalities and presences within the camp, so often he found his paws treading alone, quiet scuffles in an otherwise peaceful forest. He could have taken any number of cats with him, any warriors who seemed like there was nothing in the world they wanted to do more than sleep. Or even his apprentice, though the fact he had one still caused the tom some hesitation. For all Hollowpaw’s potential, he was still young, and it would be a long while before he had true presence to be a worthwhile companion for quiet walks.

Tossing a few leaves and pine needles over his third catch, a water vole that had ventured away from the waters themselves, the leader lifted his head, and scanned the undergrowth as the scents of the marsh waters and pines flooded through his open jaws. Yet, there was another scent within the flow of the forest, a feline with herbs folded into the scent of every fur. Darkstar flicked an ear, head tilting ever so slightly. He wasn’t entirely certain why the idea of Sparrowpelt out alone was so surprising. If there was one thing they had in common, it was an acceptance of solitude as a comfortable working condition. Nonetheless, it had the tabby tom moving forward, long fur flattening against his sides as he pushed his way through the undergrowth toward the scent.

Pushing his nose through the leaves of the low-growing shrubs and grasses, the leader came to a pause, bright amber eyes finding the she-cat’s tabby pelt, as she lunged, a small, dark-coloured frog nearby, yet unaffected as the medicine cat misjudged. Now, this was a sight to be seen. Darkstar tilted his head curiously, but remained still, as the she-cat took another shot. The leader had to admit, he was mildly surprised as the she-cat managed to end the small critter’s life, despite not making a direct hit. The tom twitched his whiskers, a congratulation on his tongue, until she reached out and poked the small creature a few times. The tabby tom paused in the act.

“I got you, you bouncing piece of dung!” It took all the leader’s effort, not to bark out a laugh, instead stifling it by turning his head down toward his paws, tail tip flicking a few times. A grin stretched across the leader’s jaws for a moment, before he lifted his head, and forced it back to the smallest of smiles. “Sparrowpelt, you caught a frog. Stop that.” It was at that point that Darkstar stepped forward, tail flicking behind him as his paws pressed through the pine needles underpaw. The smallest of chuckles rumbled through his lips as the tabby looked from the frog to the medicine cat, amber eyes amused. “Congratulations. That was quite the catch,” he rumbled, stepping forward to flick Sparrowpelt’s shoulder with his tail.

“It’s a refreshing change to see persistence like yours.” The leader moved forward, gaze sweeping the frog’s still form, before he turned back toward the medicine cat. “My apologises if this is offensive in any way, but have you had much training regarding hunting?” The leader flicked his tail, gaze remaining focused on Sparrowpelt, amusement fading into curiosity.

( 562 words, @july, precious child <3 )

Shadowclan

9 POSTS

@july

Medicine Cat

28 moons

Female

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

SPARROWPELT

a good catch [Darkstar] Dec 2, 2016 3:00:29 GMT

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Post by SPARROWPELT on Dec 2, 2016 3:00:29 GMT

Sparrowpelt, ShadowClan Medicine Cat

Sparrowpelt would never come clean that she actually wanted to be able to contribute to the clan more so than with her herbs or mind. She knew she needed to learn how to fight and needed to learn how to hunt. Her brother did her best teaching her but she was always rather troublesome to work with and their schedules didn’t leave a lot of time to deal with it. So capturing a frog at all- with no help as she was- was a good thing. Sparrowpelt was proud of herself in a way- but she knew in the back of her brain that a apprentice could catch three times as much.

A rather ungraceful squawk came from her lips as she heard the voice behind her. She pivoted with a quick speed to have both her eyes on her leader, her fur puffed up slightly. Her wide eyes were even wider and she swore her bad eye twitched slightly at the heart attack she just had before she let out a shaky noise and shook her coat slightly. “T-Thanks.” She said honestly to her leader. His large size and persona were bad enough to make her feel slightly crushed under some type of weight but she looked up to him so in the end she was just awkward.

She shuffled slightly to sit down and lick her shoulder to try to calm herself as she felt a bit humiliated he must have heard her little cry of joy. He must think of her as a small kit – not a medicine cat at this point. The tabby she-cat bowed her head slightly in respect when her shoulder was touched. She wasn’t expecting any praise but she wasn’t going to turn it away. It made her heart beat a little faster and she gave a shaky smile. She had no reason to be intimidated by him out of fear but…he was just so strong that it gave an air about him that still made her feel like a worm under a cat’s paw.

She blinked at the statement about persistence and her ears twitched forward slightly. It was surprise, she felt in hindsight. She thought he would have told her otherwise. She…just wanted to catch something and be useful. Was persistence something he wanted from his clan? The idea made her curious but she didn’t know what to exactly…do with the information. She blinked again and shook her head at his question.

“My brother tells me what he can sometimes…but he hasn’t trained me in it. My mentor, he didn’t have any good ideas to compensate for my eye.” Sparrowpelt said almost awkwardly. “I’ve tried to ask other warriors but they’re always so busy I feel like I would be bothering them to ask. I wouldn’t want to cause trouble or frustration for them.” She answered honestly. He didn’t seem angry or rather he seemed amused in her so she hoped that wouldn’t fade.

She really did want to learn – to be an all around good cat for ShadowClan. Herbs didn’t always need picking- she could at least pick up some skills. She knew she could probably get a good scratch in during a fight but as for any exact moves with her perception it would be hard to alternate for her.

“I try to catch what I can on my own…but as you can tell I’m not always too good at it. Frogs are the easiest for me since they rarely run faster than other prey here. Even when I miss, I have a chance when they hop in front of my good eye to catch them even if I miss the pounce. I watched some apprentices a while back…but they do it differently than I do. So…I don’t know if I can improve.” She finished, looking up at Darkstar, hoping that she didn’t come across to painfully incompetent.

CAWN & Darkstar - _{I swear 80% of the threads is her getting spooked when someone comes up behind her for intros. It's great. Darkstar is so cute, please teach the baby.}

Shadowclan

15 POSTS

CAWN

Leader

59 moons

Tom

biography

Is this a curse, or just a blind guess, so I'm floating on the clouds without wings.

DARKSTAR

a good catch [Darkstar] Dec 26, 2016 6:44:21 GMT

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Post by DARKSTAR on Dec 26, 2016 6:44:21 GMT

There was something about the noise that escaped the she-cat that had the chuckle continuing to linger in the tom’s throat that little bit longer as he took in the tabby before him. “T-Thanks.” Darkstar bobbed his head before glancing across the marsh ground, scanning the grasses and shrubs for a long moment. Sparrowpelt’s response had his attention forward once more however, and the leader seated himself in front of her, tail curling around his paws and head held high. Bright amber eyes focused in, his head tilting ever so slightly.

“My brother tells me what he can sometimes…but he hasn’t trained me in it.” Nor would he be expected to. Sparrowpelt continued into the search for teaching, and it was enough to have the leader’s gaze moving to his paws, mind already at work, ticking through the information he was receiving. It was a collection of details that he would have appreciated an earlier alert of, but that was hardly anyone’s fault. He could understand why many would have hesitated in themselves as well. A troubled eye didn’t make for a straightforward set of lessons.

“I try to catch what I can on my own…but as you can tell I’m not always too good at it. The tip of the leader’s tail twitched as she continued, and he lifted his gaze once more, ears pricking straight. It wouldn’t be easy, but, there had to be a way. She simply needed to favour her good side, and learn to compensate judgement-wise for it. That couldn’t be too hard to teach to a cat who lived her life doing precise tasks with herbs.

“There is always room for improvement, Sparrowpelt,” he rumbled, finally breaking out of the still expression that had graced his features, and into a small smile. He dipped his head to the side slightly. “It is simply a matter of accommodation.” The leader climbed to his paws, and scanned the clearing once more. After a heartbeat he found what he was looking for, and made his move. “When you have a bundle of herbs in front of you that need to be picked up or placed on a wound, I imagine you know how to compensate for your eye?” Reaching forward, he picked up a small chunk of root, tangled into a large lump.

Turning back around, he moved back toward the she-cat, and place the root a good tail-length in front of her. “Let’s begin there, and looking at what you do know. If this root was a frog, how would you go about catching it?” Darkstar stepped to the side, and sat down, tilting his head slightly.

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