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Riverclan

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CAWN

Warrior

45 moons

Tom

biography

You're part of the story, so where did you go? You know that I still see you as I'm dreaming.

SALMONSTRIPE

broken time (border skirmish) Jan 24, 2017 8:40:29 GMT

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Post by SALMONSTRIPE on Jan 24, 2017 8:40:29 GMT

Salmonstripe really didn’t like patrols. On a good day, they were just boring walks with some cats he got to annoy. That was perhaps the only reason he occasionally did as he was told and went along the borders with them. However, on bad days, he got to trail behind a bulk of stiff cats focused on borders or avoiding fights or really, scolding him for breathing. Yeah, those were always fun to be on. The patrol at that very moment was somewhere in the middle. Not thrilling, but certainly not as bad as it could have been. Even with their brand new and fancy deputy leading the way, they could’ve been unlucky enough to have Oakstar’s presence.

With a yawn balancing on his tongue, Salmonstripe pulled himself out of the river among the rest of the patrol, gaze flicking up toward the looming trees of ThunderClan. Of course, when he’d agreed to go, he hadn’t realised they were coming to sunningrocks. After all, that changed thing. Especially with the memories of his meeting with Rowanstar still fresh in mind. The ginger tom shook his head to disregard the thought. It didn’t matter. They were marking their borders, and that was there. Overhead the sunhigh light glared down, the last shreds of Greenleaf heat burning against his bright pelt. Soon enough leaf-bare would arrive, and that would change plenty for them.

His gaze flicked among the rest of the patrol. His goody-two-paws brother as serious about the duties as always. Quickpaw and Frostpaw doing their… thing, whatever that was. Perhaps the only cat he really didn’t mind there was Maplepaw. Salmonstripe shook his head, finally stepping away from the patrol as the rocks came into view. “Y’know, do we really mark the rocks enough? I don’t think we do. ThunderClan never seem angry enough whenever I seem ‘em around here.” It was more aimless chatter than anything else, despite the grin he threw toward the other warriors. With a bound in his step, Salmonstripe made a beeline for the rocks, not hesitating when it came to leaping up halfway.

words: 349 | tagged: blitzy , myth , yikes , mark , mustang , however so everyone knows it's up, also alee , LOST

ooc: okay! so! this is the start of the skirmish thread! for now, could all involved riverclan cats post to establish the patrol group, then we'll get thunderclan to come in after that. due to thunderclan being incredibly outnumbered, lost and i will be bringing two NPC thunderclan cats along which will be covered to ensure the skirmish is fair. firefalcon is organised to come in and break up the fight once things are rolling. There is no posting order in this thread, so simply reply whenever you have something to reply to. Especially once fighting starts.

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

broken time (border skirmish) Jan 31, 2017 4:50:57 GMT

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Post by FROSTPAW on Jan 31, 2017 4:50:57 GMT

Frostpaw tried to ignore everyone aside from Maplepaw at the moment. His mentor wasn't among them so why should he try to listen. Besides he didn't feel like having his ear clawed out for no reason, so the young tom stuck close to his friend. Maplepaw was the only cat her currently could tolerate. Being out on a patrol was at least nice - he was out and about and heading to the sunning rocks meant he could heckle a few thunderclan cats if that was possible. A small smirk on his face at the thought. Riverclan was so much better than any of the other clans by far. The rivers had fish and they could swim like no other cat could. So it was a mystery why sunningrocks was fought over when clearly only Riverclan was destined to have it.

Regardless he pushed the thoughts aside and followed the group. Again sticking close to Maplepaw as he let his fluffy tail flick into the air. Checking on her to make sure the she-cat wasn't too nervous. This was possibly her first patrol, which meant a lot of anxiety and other things to discover with it. Just wait until he got back to tell his brother of the days events though. The blind cat no doubt would be in for a shock.

Riverclan

18 POSTS

mustang

Apprentice

9 moons

she/her

biography

love isn't all that it seems i did you wrong, i'll stay here with you, until this dream is gone

MAPLEPAW

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 1, 2017 17:56:58 GMT

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Post by MAPLEPAW on Feb 1, 2017 17:56:58 GMT

love isn't all

that it seems i did you wrong

there were many things that the she-cat would find herself thankful for in the future, but right now the only thing she was truly grateful for was the grey and white tom cat that was walking beside her. their happenstance meeting, and escapade into the territory had solidified their friendship and maplepaw couldn't be happier. friends were hard to come by when you weren't even sure what a friend really was, nor when the one friend you really had was dead. given the present circumstances, maplepaw was even more grateful for her friend. she hadn't really wanted to go on the border patrol, but given that she was just an apprentice, she had to do what blizzardfang and oakstar said. didn't mean she had to like it.

she was pulled from her thoughts by salmonstripe's voice, her ears flicked back to her skull and she pressed closer into frostpaw's body. she really didn't like this. though she had nothing but respect for the large orange warrior, she didn't always agree with the way he went about things. she definitely didn't like the way what he had just said sounded. even her, who was only on her first moon of apprenticeship, knew that it spelled nothing but trouble. opening her mouth to speak, she promptly shut it again as the warrior bounded away and up onto the rocks. oh, she did not like this. she did not like this at all. her pale green eyes looked to the other warriors that were gathered, but they gave nothing away. was this how all border patrols were? simply a way to annoy and anger the other clans?

i'll stay here with you 'til this dream is gone

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Riverclan

7 POSTS

blitzy

Deputy

56 moons

Male, he/him/his

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

blizzardfang

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 3, 2017 5:02:47 GMT

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Post by blizzardfang on Feb 3, 2017 5:02:47 GMT

It was a test. He knew it was a test. That morning, Blizzardfang was asked to take a patrol to the Sunningrocks and make sure that Thunderclan was not trying to regain them once again. So, the tom decided to take the two brothers Yarrownose and Salmonstripe, along with the three apprentices Quickpaw, Frostpaw, and Maplepaw. The warriors for their experience, the apprentices to learn just where exactly in their training they were. It was a rather large patrol, about double the size of a normal patrol, but the tom wasn't bothered with it. With three apprentices tagging along, it would do good to have two more warriors available to help should the situation call for it. Blizzardfang had experience teaching apprentices (well rather, apprentice), but even he doubted he'd be able to help all three at once if something happened. It was better to be cautious and prepared than have to tell his clan mates that he, their deputy, had been unable to protect the future of his clan.

Sunningrocks came into view, and Blizzardfang was content for the moment to allow the two other warriors to take the lead on this patrol. Salmonstripe spoke, and Blizzardfang's ears flicked in the tabby's direction. "They're not angry with Riverclan Salmonstripe, they're just angry to have to put up with you." The tom jested with the ginger tabby, before his attention focused onto the three apprentices. "Frostpaw, Maplepaw, Quickpaw, what do you smell? Can you differentiate between what's fresh and what's not? I'm looking for anything -- cat-scent, prey, strange smells you don't recognize." With the border looking relatively safe for the moment, the large white tomcat would take advantage of the situation and see just how good the three apprentices were at picking out scents.

Riverclan

11 POSTS

myth

Warrior

45 moons

male

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

YARROWNOSE

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 4, 2017 22:04:58 GMT

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Post by YARROWNOSE on Feb 4, 2017 22:04:58 GMT

Yarrownose had not been doing much other than sitting in camp when he had been asked to go on the patrol and since there was not much else for him to do, he thought he would go along as it meant he'd be able to talk to the others who were also going on. One of them was his apprentice Quickpaw, another his littermate Salmonstripe. There was also the deputy Blizzardfang and two other apprentices, Frostpaw and Maplepaw. He didn't recall talking much to Blizzardfang or Maplepaw but he felt he knew the others well and even if he didn't know the deputy or the apprentice, he could get to know them.

When Salmonstripe mentioned his thoughts on the rocks being marked enough, he listened as Blizzardfang replied to him and wondered how Salmonstripe would respond. Then he turned to the apprentices and smiled at them. "It's lovely weather," he said aloud, trying to make conversation when the deputy asked the three younger cats if they could smell any prey. He waited to hear what they said, wondering if his apprentice would say anything and knowing that he would be proud of him if he did as Quickpaw had not even been an apprentice for long and it meant he was a good mentor if he answered Blizzardfang's question correctly.

Riverclan

18 POSTS

mustang

Apprentice

9 moons

she/her

biography

love isn't all that it seems i did you wrong, i'll stay here with you, until this dream is gone

MAPLEPAW

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 6, 2017 20:44:54 GMT

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Post by MAPLEPAW on Feb 6, 2017 20:44:54 GMT

love isn't all

that it seems i did you wrong

the she-cats eyes widened at blizzardfang's rude comment directed towards salmonstripe. if someone had said that to her, she would cuff their ears and tell them to go eat fox dung! she couldn't believe that her own deputy would be so disrespectful towards one of his own warrriors, especially when they were out doing something important like a border patrol! the she-cat settled for shaking her head and giving a quizzical look to frostpaw. then blizzardfang said her name along with the other apprentices, and she gulped. had he seen the look she had given? was she going to get into trouble? was this how her time in riverclan ended? then she clued into what else he had said. he had actually just asked them what they could smell. maplepaw nodded at him, and her brow furrowed as she tried to concentrate.

the only problem was all she could smell was the cats on the patrol! opening her mouth, she squeezed her eyes shut trying to only focus on the smells around her, and after several long moments, she picked up on something. "uhm. I think I smell..." the she-cats voice trailed off, and her nose twitched as she tried to specify what exactly the smell was, but after another moment, she lost it. "oh shoot." she quipped, and opened her eyes, though they were cast down towards her paws. "I lost the scent. but I thought that I could smell some sort of prey?" the she-cat posed it as a question, her confidence in her abilities as a tracker solely lacking.

CAWN, blitzy, mark, myth

i'll stay here with you 'til this dream is gone

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Thunderclan

10 POSTS

LOST

Apprentice

8 moons

she-cat.

biography

you've never seemed so tense love, i've never seen you fall so hard. do you know where you are?

WHITEPAW

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 11, 2017 3:45:44 GMT

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Post by WHITEPAW on Feb 11, 2017 3:45:44 GMT

WHITEPAW.
i wake up every evening with a big smile on my face, and it never feels out of place.
and you're still probably working, at a nine to five pace - i wonder how bad that tastes.

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she could hear the low, rumbling snarls of the river just beyond her sight. it was angry - probably from the recent storms that had torn into the forest, causing the rapid flowing water to swell with a wicked vengeance. her white fur stood out strong contrast against the ocean of green around the patrol, emerald eyes alight like a green fire.

whitepaw was never one to be particularly thrilled to be partaking on trivial duties, but this time was different. the expense of the effort was redeemed by the fact that this was a border patrol, and not just any border patrol. it was no secret how whitepaw felt about the current state of the riverclan border, something that she had no hesitation in voicing either.

"hey, maybe if we're lucky, the river washed away all those fish kissers!" she grinned as she looked back over her shoulder toward her mentor and the others. technically, rowanstar was the head of the patrol, but that didn't stop the impatient apprentice from setting a brisk pace and doing things her way. whitepaw almost hoped she'd catch whiff of those fox-hearted, mouse-brained excuses for riverclan warriors so she could tell them exactly how she felt about the situation at paw.

turning back ahead, whitepaw ducked around the shrubs where the tree-line broke against the edge of the riverbank. green eyes flashed down at the churning water and for half a heart beat, she thought it might tear away the rocky earth from beneath her paws. she flinched as falconpaw trotted up beside her, breaking the dainty she-cat from the water's trance.

whitepaw sucked in a sharp breath and turned toward where rowanstar, sootnose, kestrelwing, and redwhisker would be emerging. as she did so, a movement caught the corner of her eye. it was another patrol - the fish kissers. emerald eyes widened as they approached sunningrocks, and before the dainty she-cat had even really considered the gravity of the situation, her paws had broken into a sprint.

with the rest of her patrol long forgotten, whitepaw hurled her body toward rocky surface. the moment her paws (rather, unsheathed claws), touched the harsh rock face, the apprentice screeched to a halt and found herself but a fox length from crimson tom with amber eyes, and in doing so, found herself in breach of riverclan's self-proclaimed border (one that whitepaw certainly refused to recognize). hackles raised, fur standing on end, and ears pinned back, every fibre of whitepaw's being was on fire with a wicked rage. her lips peeled back into a snarl. "just what do you no-good half-breeds think you're doing? riverclan has no right to this land." green eyes never broke from the amber hues of the tom before her, though she was acutely aware of five others that would no doubt bear down upon her. but that's what her backup was for.

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truth be told i miss you, and truth be told i'm lying.

OOC: mustang with maplepaw, mark with frostpaw and kestrelwing, myth with yarrownose, yikes with quickpaw, blitzy with blizzardfang, CAWN with sootnose and salmonstripe. this post is a little forced and awkwardly written, but i wanted to jumpstart the confrontation to keep things moving at a steady pace. redwhisker (puppeteered by cawn) and falconpaw (myself) are the two npc's that will be filling in on thunderclan's behalf. cawn will also be taking over rowanstar for alee until she gets washed away.

Last Edit: Feb 11, 2017 3:48:28 GMT by WHITEPAW

Riverclan

13 POSTS

CAWN

Warrior

45 moons

Tom

biography

You're part of the story, so where did you go? You know that I still see you as I'm dreaming.

SALMONSTRIPE

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 12, 2017 10:10:38 GMT

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Post by SALMONSTRIPE on Feb 12, 2017 10:10:38 GMT

Salmonstripe gave his ginger pelt a hard shake, sending water scattering across the surface of the rocks. He had to say, for all the effort it took to get across the river with how fast it was running after all the storms, napping was of a higher preference to marking borders. With a yawn on his lips, the warrior only just caught Blizzardfang’s words as he flicked an ear back toward the rest of the group. "They're not angry with Riverclan, Salmonstripe, they're just angry to have to put up with you." A grin settled on the warrior’s face as he gave a dramatic shrug, turning back toward looking into the forest.

Behind him, he could hear the chatter of the rest of the patrol, the question of smells, his brother’s disinteresting voice, Maplepaw’s adorable reply (she really was too cute). However, it was the sound of sudden paws, a change in scent, and the sharp, familiar voice of Rowanstar, a voice he’d never mistake, that had the ginger warrior whipping around. “Whitepaw!” Sure enough, a little white ball of fluff stood on the rocks, an apprentice, who was as unceremoniously as other ThunderClan cats usually did, trespassing.

"just what do you no-good half-breeds think you're doing? riverclan has no right to this land." Salmonstripe blinked, raising a brow, and snorting out a laugh. “Excuse me, pipsqueak?” The ginger tom took a few steps forward, bounding onto one of the higher rocks, in order to grin down at the smaller she-cat. “Uh, I think you’ll find, we have every right to this land. See that nice little treeline you just totted across? Yeah, that’s ours. So, how about rather than proclaiming your ultimate claim to the forest, something a cat of your size really shouldn’t be doing, you head back over to your bigger buddies over there, okay? Our deputy might even be willing to forgive you.”

Salmonstripe looked over toward Blizzardfang as Rowanstar, Sootnose and a few other cats reached the border. “I’ll defer to you, great almighty, sir.”

OOC: blitzy, LOST directly, also mark, mustang, myth, yikes

Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 10:27:41 GMT by CAWN

Thunderclan

13 POSTS

CAWN

Warrior

32 moons

Tom

biography

But you gonna live and learn, yeah, you're stronger than you believe you are, you are unstoppable.

SOOTNOSE

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 12, 2017 10:24:57 GMT

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Post by SOOTNOSE on Feb 12, 2017 10:24:57 GMT

Sootnose was finding himself on more patrols than he wanted to these days. Especially ones where Whitepaw took off in front, and a cat of power followed close behind. It had him more exhausted that usual, a certain plodding to his movements as Whitepaw moved on up ahead, yelling out enthusiastic insults toward the RiverClanners that shared the known border. Sootnose rolled his eyes as soon as she looked away, his gaze flicking back toward Kestrelwing and Redwhisker briefly, before to Rowanstar. The leader was particularly quiet, leading just slightly in front, while Redwhisker remained the opposite, rambling about some sort of unique squirrel he’d seen. It had a sigh on the warrior’s lips as they moved up toward the treeline and the border to sunningrocks.

He still heard Firefalcon’s sharp words in the back of his mind, the memory of that debate not something that was about to leave him anytime soon. However, perhaps, he should have seen Whitepaw’s actions coming after it. In fact, he barely caught the movement. One moment they were approaching the trees, the next Falconpaw was standing alone, and Rowanstar was yowling out and darting ahead of the group, her ginger pelt bristling. “Whitepaw!” As soon as it processed, the black and white tom’s heart dropped, and he strode forward, racing after Rowanstar, who’d come to a halt right at the border. Immediately, Sootnose’s ears flattened against his head. Why did Whitepaw have to be like this? She’d run her way right into a RiverClan patrol, and Sootnose didn’t need to look twice, or head Salmonstripe’s words, to find Blizzardfang’s familiar form, confirming the rumour he’d become the clan’s deputy.

Sootnose moved up along the border, lowering his head as he called out. “Whitepaw. Enough. Come back over here, now.” The words were loud, and perhaps the sharpest he’d ever been toward the apprentice. However, this was no joking manner, and from down further, he could hear Rowanstar speaking up.“Leave her alone, Salmonstripe. She could easily knock you into the dirt.” Sootnose glanced toward toward the leader, raising a brow as she redirected her attention to the RiverClan deputy. “Sorry, Blizzardfang. Whitepaw gets a little ahead of herself. We’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again in the future.” Sootnose turned his attention back to his apprentice.

“Whitepaw.”

tagged: LOST, blitzy , mark , mustang , yikes , myth
words: 383
notes: white italics are rowanstar

Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 10:27:12 GMT by CAWN

Riverclan

7 POSTS

blitzy

Deputy

56 moons

Male, he/him/his

biography

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

blizzardfang

broken time (border skirmish) Feb 13, 2017 2:10:48 GMT

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Post by blizzardfang on Feb 13, 2017 2:10:48 GMT

Oblivious to Maplepaw's shock at his words, the tom smiled back at the ginger warrior as he made a dramatic show of not letting Blizzardfang's words affect him. The tom only shook his head in humor at the tom, before his attention returned to the three apprentices he had chosen to accompany them. Maplepaw was the first to speak up, and as she fought to figure out just exactly it was that she smelled, Blizzardfang flicked his ear in encouragement, but in the end, the she cat could not decipher what it was she smelled as the scent was lost to her. "I'm not surprised you don't recognize it. That, Maplepaw, is called a marmot, a rare thing to find. They're," the tom paused, trying to find a way to describe the large mammals to the apprentices,"They're basically just overgrown squirrels." It wasn't the perfect image to describe the creatures, but on the spot, it was the best the tom could come up with.

Besides, as the sound of thundering paw steps caught his attention, Blizzardfang and his patrol had other, larger things to worry about. "Thunderclan, be alert." The tom's warning was barely spoken before a young white cat appeared before them and, while on their side of the border, demanded answers from the cats she presumed to be trespassing. There would have once been a time where that action alone would have been cause enough for the tom to start a battle, but caution was the tom's go-to game plan now. He frowned at the apprentice, and Salmonstripe took advantage of Blizzardfang's moment of hesitation to speak with the Thunderclan cat. As the ginger tabby spoke, Blizzardfang strode over to the two cats, jumping up onto the rock beside his clan mate to peer down at the white she cat. She could have easily been related to him, had they not been in separate clans, given the color of her pelt and her mismatched eyes, similar to the tom's own.

As the rest of Thunderclan caught up to their wayward apprentice and Salmonstripe deferred to the white tomcat, Blizzardfang turned his gaze to the Thunderclan patrol, noting which warriors were a part of it, before his gaze settled onto Thunderclan's leader. "You must have faith in your apprentice Rowanstar, if you think she can win against a warrior of Salmonstripe's caliber." But there was still the matter of the trespassing apprentice to attend to. He flicked an ear at Rowanstar's words, his mismatched gaze trained on the apprentice that stood before the two warriors. "Frostpaw, Maplepaw, Quickpaw, I want the three of you to remember this. Whitepaw here could have very easily started a border skirmish with her actions today, had it been a less forgiving patrol she had run into today." It was one thing for a younger apprentice to cross the border, but, if Blizzardfang remembered correctly, Whitepaw was a few moons into her training, and she should have known better than this. His attention turned from the apprentice and back up to Rowanstar. He had to admit though, the apprentice did have guts. She'd make a fierce warrior one day. "I'll let it slip this once, Rowanstar, but she's old enough to know better than this. See to it that it doesn't."

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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.
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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.

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