ripples (open)

new

« Prev
1
Next »

Riverclan

11 POSTS

myth

Warrior

45 moons

male

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

YARROWNOSE

ripples (open) Dec 23, 2016 19:46:30 GMT

Quote

Post by YARROWNOSE on Dec 23, 2016 19:46:30 GMT

The river was something that Yarrowface would always identify as a part of his home. He truly loved it and had always done so, even on the days when it would roar as it raced past during a stormy day. Nothing about it could ever scare him - it was a major part of the clan, for starters being the very thing in which it was named after and determining their lifestyle. Other clans would usually avoid ever going near water and would stick to the land prey, or at least that was what he had always been taught but his clan were different and he liked that. His home was unique and he couldn't have been any prouder of it.

He recalled one of his fondest memories of it during his apprenticeship, a smaller version of himself racing along it as if he thought he ever had a chance of finding where it led to and complaining to Roseface when he had been unsuccessful. The elderly she-cat had laughed at him and given him a playful nudge, telling him that it didn't matter and there was prey waiting back home for them. When really, as he led the way, she had jumped in the river and began to splash him with water. His playful streak had given him the urge to go and join her and it was quite a few hours later that they returned back to camp just as the sun was beginning to set. Then there were other days with Fernpaw, Thistlepaw and Kestrelpaw, the three apprentices who two of which had devastatingly joined StarClan due to what the clan had all believed was a fox attack. It made Yarrownose feel nostalgic and he felt himself choking up. So much had changed since he was young and it made him wish that all those lost could still walk alongside him.

Yarrownose reached the side of the river and he lowered his gaze down to it, letting out a deep content sigh as he allowed for his tail to fall in. He didn't care, he was used to water and he felt comfortable in his ability to swim. Sitting where he was, he could forget about any troubles he may have had and anything that may have had him stressed out. All of that did not matter to him at this moment in time. He just felt so relaxed and he felt as if he could have stayed in that spot for the rest of the day. Of course, he knew he couldn't and so he would enjoy it whilst he could.

tags: open
words: 434

Riverclan

20 POSTS

mark

Apprentice

8 moons

Male

biography

She said depression isn't sadness, it's a certain sense of apathy that hangs directly over me

FROSTPAW

ripples (open) Dec 27, 2016 0:44:39 GMT

Quote

Post by FROSTPAW on Dec 27, 2016 0:44:39 GMT

Frostpaw

Solo hunting. It was Frostpaw's first time doing it. The clan itself had been busy since they needed to get fat off of Green-Leaf while it lasted. Frostpaw had been young enough to know what Leaf-bare felt like and he certainly didn't want the clan do go hungry during that time. Maplepaw was busy with training so the tom had some time to himself. His mind didn't even bother to wander over to his brother and sister. Though knowing his brother he was on some patrol since his sense of smell was so great making up for his lack of sight.

Frostpaw ignored the thoughts as he shook his head. Returning his gaze to the river. Across from it was the sunningrocks of course. Here though where the river was. He could see the shadows of a school of fish. Or rather three of them just below the surface as they swam against the current. His ears flicked and he remembered not to have his shadow shine on the water. Patiently waiting for the right moment to strike as he raised his paw in anticipation.

At the final moment he pushed his paw in, but he hadn't been fast enough. The splash alerted the fish and he missed his mark. Falling straight into the water though shallow enough for it to cause him no harm as he was close to the bank. He spat out water and sat there soaked for a moment. Eyes turning to realize there was a warrior... right.... there. Who had probably heard the splash and saw him. Frostpaw didn't know Yarrownose like he didn't know most of the cats in the clan. After all he was known for being the cat who survived a fox attack without a scratch while his brother was horribly maimed. Their father being the one who saved them. Perhaps they thought of him as an omen he wasn't so sure himself.

Frostpaw tried to blow it off though, he laughed nervously as he crawled out of the river and shook the water from his fluffy fur. Sure he was a riverclan cat and he loved water, but there was no point in having it soaked. "I should probably practice more before I catch fish." he spoke half out loud half to himself. Silently wondering what the warrior would say to him.

YARROWNOSE

Made by TimeLapse of Wicked Wonderland.

Riverclan

11 POSTS

myth

Warrior

45 moons

male

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

YARROWNOSE

ripples (open) Dec 29, 2016 17:27:31 GMT

Quote

Post by YARROWNOSE on Dec 29, 2016 17:27:31 GMT

Yarrownose was looking around when his gaze fell upon the apprentice, opening his mouth to call out a greeting when he noticed what the younger tom was doing and quickly shut it again. It would be unfair of him to be a distraction and instead he waited to see how he would do. His eyes narrowed as he studied what Frostpaw was doing, noticing how he appeared to be doing well up until the last second when he lowered his paw into the water too late. The next thing he knew, the other cat had fallen into the water and he darted forward to make his presence known. He needed to see if Frostpaw was okay as despite the river being shallow in this part, Yarrownose felt that it would be possible for him to have hurt himself in some way.

He took a couple of quick bounds to the other cat but by this time, he had managed to get out and the tom sighed with relief. "That was unlucky!" the ginger warrior called out in sympathy, knowing how frustrating it could be to be so close and then have the task go wrong. "Never mind though - you nearly did it and next time, I'm sure you'll succeed!" Yarrownose said cheerfully, feeling that it would be right to praise him for his attempt. After all, Frostpaw had clearly been trying hard and that was what mattered.

"You didn't hurt yourself, did you?" the warrior enquired, thinking that it would be better to be safe than sorry if he had. He thought that Nettleheart would like to see him as soon as possible if he had, before any more damage could be done as that would make mending it harder, or at least this was Yarrownose's theory. He couldn't be sure about it. Maybe taking him to the medicine den was perhaps being too cautious seeing as the water had not been deep but Yarrownose wouldn't like to see anybody in pain, even if it was only a little bit of it. That was probably him being protective of his clanmates yet he couldn't help it. Each and every one of them felt close to him and something about letting them down when he could have helped made him feel disappointed in himself, like he should have done better to be a good friend to them.

tags: FROSTPAW
words: 396

Last Edit: Dec 29, 2016 17:30:18 GMT by YARROWNOSE

Riverclan

20 POSTS

mark

Apprentice

8 moons

Male

biography

She said depression isn't sadness, it's a certain sense of apathy that hangs directly over me

FROSTPAW

ripples (open) Jan 4, 2017 9:34:40 GMT

Quote

Post by FROSTPAW on Jan 4, 2017 9:34:40 GMT

Frostpaw had expected the warrior to laugh at him. Imagine that a Riverclan cat falling into the river that made up their existence. It hadn’t been that way though. Unlike what his mentor might have done the warrior had shown his genuine concern. Did Yarrownose not know what Frostpaw did as a kit? The fox attack and what left his brother maimed and blind - because the two of them had snuck out at night to fight each other. Frostpaw became a little suspicious. His eyebrow raised but then he searched over him and there was no sign in the tom’s body language that he was lying.
”Uhhh no I didn’t hurt myself. That’d be a mistake a riverclan cat being injured in the river.” he laughed a little bit. Then he flicked his tail, a soft purr leaving his throat. Well, while they were here. He perked up, ”Could you maybe show me how to hunt a fish?” Frostpaw could get Yarrownose catch a fish and Frostpaw could steal it and say it was his. ”We can bury it and after I’m done hunting I’ll bring it back with my prey.” wouldn’t it be nice to get an extra piece of prey out of the way. His tail amusingly dipped back and forth. After all prey was prey it didn’t matter where it came from as long as it was in Riverclan.

YARROWNOSE

Riverclan

11 POSTS

myth

Warrior

45 moons

male

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

YARROWNOSE

ripples (open) Jan 8, 2017 17:23:10 GMT

Quote

Post by YARROWNOSE on Jan 8, 2017 17:23:10 GMT

He nodded, relieved that the apprentice was okay and chuckled in agreement at his words. "Yeah," he said. He went quiet and his face lit up when Frostpaw asked if he could show him how to hunt fish. It would keep him entertained he guessed and once more, he nodded. "Sure! I'd be happy to show you, as long as your mentor won't mind," he meowed. His eyes remained on Frostpaw, thinking whether or not it was going to annoy his mentor although figuring that Frostpaw had asked him and feeling that he couldn't really say no when he was wanting to learn when he could be back in camp having a snooze.

With that, Yarrownose padded over to the rivers edge and peered in. He could see plenty of fish swimming in it and he turned his head back to Frostpaw. "Would you like me to try and catch one?" he asked, not too sure how the best way to teach was without completely overstepping what his mentor may have taught him before. The last thing he wanted was for him to tell Frostpaw something wrong. "Or... I can just give you a few tips?" Yarrownose offered again, turning around to face him once more.

tags: FROSTPAW , open
words: 206

Riverclan

20 POSTS

mark

Apprentice

8 moons

Male

biography

She said depression isn't sadness, it's a certain sense of apathy that hangs directly over me

FROSTPAW

ripples (open) Jan 15, 2017 14:49:51 GMT

Quote

Post by FROSTPAW on Jan 15, 2017 14:49:51 GMT

Frostpaw flicked the tip of his tail, cursing himself that he was making himself look bad for this. Regardless it also let him know how far he could fool Yarrownose. "He won't mind, and you catch it I learn best by watching someone else do it first." it was only one extra piece of prey but it seemed like this cat was the perfect sucker. Of course Frostpaw could "accidentally" not see and have him do it again and hell Frostpaw wouldn't have to hunt at all! Imagine that, but he wasn't that mean. It was just nice to test his boundaries now.

Eagerly he worked the ground with his paws. Claws making quick work of the dirt sometimes when he unsheathed them. Trying to calm himself as he carefully watched the warrior. It didn't hurt to learn how he hunted compared to the others. Frostpaw was beginning to think he was getting more out of this than he first thought. The young apprentice wanted to go back to Maplepaw and show her all the amazing things he did on his first solo hunt. Even how he tricked poor Yarrownose into catching one of the fish. She probably wouldn't enjoy the information given to her but she was his friend - it didn't mean she had to like everything he did. Did it?

YARROWNOSE

Riverclan

11 POSTS

myth

Warrior

45 moons

male

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

YARROWNOSE

ripples (open) Jan 15, 2017 17:53:23 GMT

Quote

Post by YARROWNOSE on Jan 15, 2017 17:53:23 GMT

Yarrownose nodded at Frostpaw's words and then turned to the river, staring into it for a few moments as he watched the fish swim past. His eyes narrowed as he concentrated and he stayed very still for a couple of moments until finally he deemed it the right moment and put his paw in, flipping one out and catching it in his mouth, then placing it down onto the ground. He looked at Frostpaw, feeling that his catch had been messy and not as great as it could have been but hoping it was good enough for the apprentice to learn from.

"Your turn," he said to the apprentice, taking a few steps backwards and sitting down so that he would not be in the way at all. He didn't want to put Frostpaw off and he could still watch the tom from where he was sitting and would be able to see any obvious mistakes. The tom felt hopeful for the apprentice as being unsuccessful twice would likely be even more frustrating. There were times when everyone didn't do so well and he supposed that that was something they all needed to get used to - they couldn't be perfect at everything.

tags: FROSTPAW , open
words: 202

Last Edit: Jan 15, 2017 17:59:01 GMT by YARROWNOSE

The Pecking Order is a sandbox style role-play that allows you to explore the delicate balance of life and death throught the eyes of Warriors. This is a dog-eat-dog world and only the fittest are able to survive. In the wild, there is no saving grace, no mercy, or saviors - only survival. Find your place among the hierarchy, or die trying. You must do whatever it takes to ensure the survival of a clan, and try not to get trampled along the way. You are either predator or prey, so find your place in the spectrum.

The Pecking Order is centered in the original forest setting, in an alternate universe based on the Warriors novels by Erin Hunter. Find your soul in the gentle queen, or the brave leader, or the fierce warrior. TPO has a word minimum of 200 per post, but welcomes roleplayers of all types.

GREENLEAF - As the forest approaches the end of greenleaf, the heat seems to only be increasing. Prey runs well across all clans, plentiful even in the increasing hot weather. While there have been thunderstorms, for the past moon the storms have been fewer in number, creating a relatively dry heat across all clans.

riverclan

	leader: oakstar (bio) ▶ large, long-haired tabby; hazel eyes.
	deputy: blizzardfang (bio) ▶ longhaired white tom; mismatched eyes.
	med. cat: nettleheart (bio) ▶ massive tabby tom; green eyes.
	med. app.: smallpaw (bio) ▶ black and white she-cat; hazel eyes.

shadowclan

	leader: darkstar (bio) ▶ longhaired tabby tom; amber eyes.
	deputy: onyxfeather (bio) ▶ tall black tom; honey eyes.
	med. cat: sparrowpelt (bio) ▶ small tabby she-cat; hazel eyes.
	med. app.: auditioning ▶ see announcements for audition details.

thunderclan

	leader: rowanstar (bio) ▶ ginger and white she-cat; amber eyes.
	deputy: firefalcon (bio) ▶ small blue she-cat; hazel eyes.
	med. cat: stormfrost (bio) ▶ grey tom; amber eyes.
	med. app.: auditioning ▶ see announcements for audition details.

windclan

	leader: aspenstar (bio) ▶ black and white she-cat; green eyes.
	deputy: asterfang (bio) ▶ pale ginger she-cat; green eyes.
	med. cat: mintnose (bio) ▶ large gray and white tom; green eyes.
	med. app.: brindlepaw (bio) ▶ tortoiseshell she-cat; green eyes.

The Pecking Order was created by Lost. The theme 'Snow-coated Forest' and related graphics created by Cawn. The site is based on 'Warriors' by Erin Hunter. Mini-profile hover code by Trinity Blair. Base images come from a range of flickr artists and can be found in our full credits here. If we forgot to mention you in credits, contact a staff member and we'll make sure to add you.