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Post by Ioana003 on Mar 24, 2020 23:11:44 GMT
JaydustTo the tom, it felt like seasons had gone by when Leafbare finally ended. And even then, it still clung like a tick over the five Clans. But even with all that, the Newleaf sun still gave off more than enough heat to warm the forest of DarkClan. Yet even with this heat and the much more plentiful places to hunt at, him and a few more warriors were stuck in the marshes that infested the territory, wet and damp like the snow he so hated. One paw sunk in a muddy puddle, and the cat snorted in annoyance. "What a nuisance," hissed the feline, his white underbelly now brown from walking through the clogged ground. The recent rains did not help with his disposition either, making the ground much harder to travel on. Alas, the silver warrior had to put up with it. 'I wouldn't be doing my duty as a warrior if I didn't listen to the Clan,' reasoned the tom. After a few more dreadful steps through the marsh and still no scent of prey, Jaydust decided it might be best to take a break and clean his muddied fur. Mystic
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Post by Mystic on Mar 24, 2020 23:34:51 GMT
Blackbird
It was clear to anyone that had seen the molly before leafbare that she had lost a decent amount of weight. Her pelt looked dull and somehow less vibrant despite the colors being on the darker scale to some others. A scowl formed on her naturally stoic appearing face as she scanned the area only to spot nothing. 'Hunting after leafbare is always going to be more difficult than it must be.' Thought the giant of a she cat, her ears flattening against her cranium for a second. Blackbird had considered,for the briefest of moments, wandering off. The thought was quickly put out of her mind though when she looked at her pathetic pelt and felt a jolt of self pity smack her. That was how she ended up pushing on until mud had somehow located on her belly fur.
Maybe if she had arched her spine just slightly, then she wouldn't have kicked mud onto her fur but now it was far too late to do anything but sigh and continue in the search for prey. It was going to be a painful process, washing the mud from her long strands of fur. The mixture of soil and water smelled absolutely horrid, to her at least. The molly was forced to leave her thoughts when she noticed the scent of one of her clanmates, and she took to a brisk trot that kicked up even more mud.
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Post by Ioana003 on Mar 25, 2020 16:11:03 GMT
JaydustAt the sound of paws splashing through the mud, the silver tom stopped his grooming and looked up. Alert, the warrior kept his ears perked and his eyes wide as he scanned the surrounding foliage. It was more curiosity than fear that made the tom react; after all, he knew there could only be his clanmates. Soon enough, out of the nearby shadows, a black she-cat emerged, trotting briskly. Any previous emotion dissolved into nothing. Yet something seemed to tickle. The warrior knew the she-cat: Blackbird, one of his clanmates. Soon enough, the tom decided that perhaps some conversation might make this hunting patrol better. “Hello, Blackbird,” mewed the warrior. He would’ve liked to ask why she wasn’t hunting, but he knew that there wasn’t much to hunt. Plus, maybe she was searching for something, unlike him. “Any luck finding prey?” questioned the feline, his annoyance seeping through. Unluckily for him, he was still in a muddy puddle, and his fur clung together in uncomfortable clumps. Mystic
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Post by Mystic on Mar 28, 2020 23:55:03 GMT
Blackbird
Her fur fluffed up as her scorching gaze settled on jaydust, a strange throaty noise leaving her before she spoke. Her fluffy tail flicked. "No. If mud was something we could consider food then perhaps the two of us wouldn't be wasting time looking for prey when we both know all too well that there's nothing to hunt and if there is, it's scrawny and pathetic. I refuse to bring back such a disgrace of a catch." Clearly, the large molly was fed up with the mud and being stuck in it. Her optics flicked over him before confusion developed within them as she glanced at the puddle of mud then at him in wonder. "This mud is dreadful, a curse." blackbird finally rumbled as she lifted a muddy paw and began, with a grimace, swiping her tongue over it.
Her own annoyance quickly began to show itself as the strokes of her tongue began to grow shorter and glided with more roughness than she had started to groom herself with. "How'd you manage that? The puddle." Her whiskers twitched, her voice edged with the new emotion that came from having to clean mud from her paws.
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Post by Ioana003 on Mar 30, 2020 23:13:43 GMT
JaydustRather surprised, the tom looked at where he stood. He hissed a “Mousebrain” under his breath and quickly got up. “I agree,” continued the tom after he got out of the muddy puddle. “This mud is absolutely a curse.” He sighed. “But I doubt we have much of a choice. Ravenstar is the only one taking care of patrols, and while I’m sure our Medicine Cat knows very much, I doubt any of that knowledge would be useful for managing patrols.”Sadness seeded itself in the warrior. While he didn’t appreciate the lack of a Deputy, a clanmate going missing is still a clanmate going missing. “Well, we should try to find something for the Clan. Personally, I don’t come here very often. You wouldn’t happen to have some tips for finding prey around here, would you?”
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