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Windclan

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mustang

Deputy

50 moons

she/her

biography

there's beauty in pain and there's beauty in everything

ASTERFANG

come with me now | open Jan 19, 2017 23:28:23 GMT

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Post by ASTERFANG on Jan 19, 2017 23:28:23 GMT

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asterfang

@open | 540 | someone come give her a dose of reality

for almost her entire life, the she-cat had lived along the sidelines, watching others achieve success. she'd been happy for most of them - at least appearing to be happy - always giving a large grin, and a 'congratulations!' to make them really believe that she was as happy as she said she was. funny how she couldn't even convince herself that she was happy for them. ever since the pale tabby was a kit, she had never truly been happy in the face of someone elses' success. she was more of a sit and pout kind of kit, and while she had grown up since then, it didn't stop her from pouting and being particularly petty about certain events. was she happy that she was now deputy? of course she was. was she happy that she as officially better than her siblings? definitely.

so for any that would come across her, it would raise the question as to why asterfang carried a look of misery on her face. her mate would know it had something to do with heronstep, the grumpy elder that she had bounded with. she wanted to share this with him. wanted him to see that she had taken his advice and had ceased to wallow in self-pity all the time. he was not here. he hadn't been here for awhile, and though he was mean to her, she missed him dearly. she may be deputy, but that didn't mean she couldn't grieve. and to grieve effectively over a cat lost several moons past, she had to be away from the prying eyes of her clan mates. there were those who wished to see her fail, and she refused to let them see her as weak.

asterfang was no stranger to the darker side of life, to the brooding and menacing call of death that danced in the back of every cats mind. but she knew that it wiser to fear the living, than to fear the dead. while the dead could haunt her in her dreams, and in the off-key laugh of a kit, they couldn't harm her. the living were something different altogether. there was no honour among the living, it was kill or be killed, and anyone who spent any amount of time among the clans would know that. so that raised an important question; what did this all mean? were they alive simply to fight for their lives until the bitter end? asterfang found that dreadfully depressing, even as she basked on a smooth rock in the midday sun. there had to be more to life than fighting, hunting, and trying not to die.

sighing heavily, the she-cat rolled onto her back, and perched her crossed paws over her chest. her belly was exposed, and she was in a peculiarly vulnerable position for a cat of authority such as herself, but when one has an existential crisis, odd behavior is nothing out of the ordinary.

I need to move, I need to fight

I need to lose myself tonight

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Last Edit: Feb 8, 2017 5:28:34 GMT by ASTERFANG

Windclan

15 POSTS

myth

MCA

7 moons

female

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

BRINDLEPAW

come with me now | open Jan 22, 2017 17:57:08 GMT

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Post by BRINDLEPAW on Jan 22, 2017 17:57:08 GMT

Brindlepaw had only intended to go on a small walk before going back to camp and yet here she was, fast asleep in the grass. Even a moon into her apprenticeship, it still surprised her that she could be so busy and yet it did not stop her from being happy. So happy that there was a spring in her step and a smile on her face, something which her mother had already noticed and told her how happy she was to see her in such a good mood. Perhaps it was the lovely weather or because she was relieved that she and Mintnose were getting along when she had been worried that they wouldn't but either way, Brindlepaw had to admit that she was feeling at her best.

It was the rustling of grass which woke the medicine cat apprentice and her eyes opened, blinking for a couple of moments before she rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. She didn't feel that there was any rush for her to get back and she was still feeling tired along with the fact that she was comfortable. She could have just a few more moments, right? It seemed not as she was awake now and with a sigh, the tortoiseshell got up to her paws. Maybe it was best she head back home anyway. She could try and have a nap in her own nest, where it was a lot less likely that she would be disturbed seeing as she assumed all the other apprentices would be out. Brindlepaw began to walk in the direction of camp, huffing in annoyance that the noise had caused her to get up and not even noticing that she had walked past the stone that Asterfang was lying on until she saw something move in the corner of her eye. Turning around, Brindlepaw wondered if it was a rabbit or something and was surprised when she realised that it was the deputy rolling over.

For a few moments, she just stood there, looking at the deputy as she tried to work out whether or not the she-cat was sleeping. She couldn't quite tell from where she was but eventually she bounded over, wondering if Asterfang was okay. She had never really spoken to her but if she didn't feel well or was hurt then Mintnose needed to know so that she could be helped. "Hello. Everything okay?" she asked.

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Last Edit: Jan 22, 2017 17:58:31 GMT by BRINDLEPAW

Windclan

6 POSTS

mustang

Deputy

50 moons

she/her

biography

there's beauty in pain and there's beauty in everything

ASTERFANG

come with me now | open Jan 26, 2017 20:57:44 GMT via mobile

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Post by ASTERFANG on Jan 26, 2017 20:57:44 GMT

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asterfang

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for a feline that prided herself on being a fantastic hunter and tracker, she would find herself thinking of the 'what ifs' of this day for many moons to come. asterfang did not hear, nor scent the tortoiseshell apprentice as she approached, something that was a rather disappointing realization once the she-cat spoke to her. had she been on alert, she might have found herself startled simply by the apprentice being without mothnose but then she would've remember that medicine cats have their own special set of rules. at it stood though, the deputy was not startled by that, but by the presence of brindlepaw altogether. she had not expected anyone from the clan to wander this far into the territory, but more than that, she hadn't expected anyone to happen upon her. it would appear she would not have peace today.

starting at the she-cats voice, asterfang's ears turned back slightly and she released a heavy sigh. rolling over so that she was in a more acceptable position for a cat of her standing, she stretched out her long body. she regarded the medicine cat apprentice with bright intelligent eyes and her head tilted to the left, the tip of her tail flicking up and down lazily upon the warm stone.

"if by okay you mean wondering why we are here, then yes I am more than fine. just having a moment." asterfang was intrigued by the tortoiseshell, forever in awe of cat that could dedicated themselves to a life of servitude to an idea . the idea that there were cats in the sky, looking down on them, and judging them. the concept was a little too far fetched for her, but if the other cats wanted to subject themselves to acting according to starclan, that was their right. the deputy crossed her front paws and smiled. "anything I can help you with? I'm assuming you came out here to do something important, as is your calling; to become a great medicine cat of windclan!"okay, maybe that was a little bit of overkill, but it was the effort that mattered. she didn't think that her clan mates would be too keen on their new deputy if they knew she didn't have faith.

I need to move, I need to fight

I need to lose myself tonight

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Last Edit: Feb 8, 2017 5:28:01 GMT by ASTERFANG

Windclan

15 POSTS

myth

MCA

7 moons

female

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

BRINDLEPAW

come with me now | open Feb 7, 2017 12:40:33 GMT

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Post by BRINDLEPAW on Feb 7, 2017 12:40:33 GMT

She watched as the deputy stretched and a worried look was on Brindlepaw's face when she heard Asterfang sigh, for a moment believing that she was irritating the she-cat but then telling herself to stop. It wasn't like she was shouting down her ear and she was being nice by making sure she was alright. Asterfang couldn't be cross at her for that. Right? The light ginger she-cat had always seemed friendly and Brindlepaw was almost sure that she was a mother herself. Surely that will make her more patient, she thought to herself and with that, she smiled at the older female.

When Asterfang told her that she was fine, Brindlepaw nodded and sat down to talk to her for a little while, as long as she wouldn't mind. "I'm glad you're okay," the seven-moon-old purred in response, able to focus on chatting with the deputy now that she wasn't fretting about if she was well or not. Brindlepaw trusted that Asterfang wouldn't lie and besides, she didn't look unwell to the medicine cat apprentice. "I bet it is nice to have time to yourself when your duties probably keep you very busy a lot of the time," she said.

When she was asked if there was anything that Asterfang could do to help her, she felt somewhat embarrassed as truthfully, she wasn't out to collect herbs or anything important like that and had only been walking and sleeping. Brindlepaw gave her head a little shake and sighed. "Uh... no, really. I was just on a walk and I ended up taking a nap," Brindlepaw admitted to Asterfang, hoping that she wouldn't be cross because she wasn't doing anything which was helpful to her clan and clanmates. Especially because the deputy might tell Mintnose, who might be even more annoyed. "I was going back to camp when I saw you and I wanted to see that you were alright. I'm sorry," Brindlepaw meowed sadly, anxious to see how she would respond.

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Last Edit: Feb 7, 2017 12:41:21 GMT by BRINDLEPAW

Windclan

6 POSTS

mustang

Deputy

50 moons

she/her

biography

there's beauty in pain and there's beauty in everything

ASTERFANG

come with me now | open Feb 21, 2017 22:28:26 GMT

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Post by ASTERFANG on Feb 21, 2017 22:28:26 GMT

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asterfang

BRINDLEPAW | 000 | sorry for the wait, lovely1

a large grin spread over her maw, her eyes lighting up at the she-cats words. what a wonderful child, to be so wise and have so much to offer at such a young age. asterfang admired her, and could understand why the grey and white tom had decided that she was a suitable candidate. asterfang saw many qualities in her that her son had, compassion being a huge one. then again, most medicine cats were compassionate, if not, they wouldn't do their clan mates any good.

"it is very nice to have time to myself." her laugh was light, and her pale green eyes danced with a tinge of sadness. with her new duties, it seems as if she had no time at all, not for her mate, and not for things that she had taken for granted as a warrior, but she wouldn't give up her new title for anything in the world. whiskers twitching she let out a shallow sigh, not once taking her eyes off of the tortoiseshell. "I thought raising four kits and trying to keep my mate in line was hard. that," she paused and her eyebrow cocked, her paw raising to point at the apprentice, "was a walk in the park compared to this."

"napping in the middle of the moor? surely there are more comfortable places to lay ones' head down." the she-cat responded, not unkindly. she remembered what it was like to be an apprentice, and to feel like there wasn't enough time in a day to learn everything and get enough sleep. granted she didn't know what exactly a medicine cats day was like, but she could only assume it was far more intense than that of the everyday warriors' apprentice. "oh sweet thing, don't you apologize to me! I am flattered that you took the time to check on me." the warmth in the deputies eyes showed that she meant it as well. there were so many cats in the clan who would've scoffed at her for taking a break, and then carried on their merry way.

"well! enough of that!" her voice rang loud, and crisp as she rose to her paws, giving her pelt a quick shake. a stray piece of grass fell from the short tabby fur as she gracefully jumped down from the rock and brushed brindlepaw with her tail. "would you care to join me on a jaunt around the border? i think i sent a border patrol out earlier today, but i can't remember for the life of me. come now, dear one." without waiting for the she-cat to respond, asterfang began to trot away, her tail in the air, and her head held high.

I need to move, I need to fight

I need to lose myself tonight

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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.

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	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.
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	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.

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