@AngelKitten
Whoops, I must have misread that. Either way you all intend to leave in the next Boulderstar post regardless lol
Yeah, no problem. Just wanted to point it out.
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Yeah, no problem. Just wanted to point it out.
@ViolentViolet We never said the BoulderClan patrol exited the camp yet. :)
I agree, I don't think Clan cats would go near Twoleg things for something as important as a Gathering place. A small peninsula would probably work best, I think, or an island.
I agree, I don't think Clan cats would go near Twoleg things for something as important as a Gathering place. A small peninsula would probably work best, I think, or an island.
I'm sorry if this has been asked/answered before, but will OakClan and BoulderClan have full moon gatherings like in the books? If so, where will these take place?
...That's a good question, lol. There isn't a Gathering place marked on the map but I'd like to have this tradition. More opportunity for cross-Clan interaction.
@AngelKitten Sure. I've also got Ravennose and Brookshadow open as far as mentors in Boulderclan go. c:
Great. :) I'd like to add to my post quickly to invite Pearpaw along then, seeing as Amberleaf would want to patrol with his apprentice.
I added a brief paragraph.
Nightmist’s gaze was on the other OakClan cats and she barely noticed Ripplepaw pad up behind her on silent paws. The apprentice had a tendency to glide unnoticed among other cats, and her stealth gave her an advantage in catching prey in the forest—Nightmist approved.
“Good morning, Ripplepaw,” she mewed, turning around to face the silver she-cat. She shrugged, a keen look on her face. “Well, you’re here now. We should get started. The freshkill pile seems well stocked this morning, so I was thinking we would do some battle training,” she said, her tail pointing at their store of prey. She stood and made her way out of the camp, preferring to walk in shadow where her dark pelt blended in more with her surroundings. She was pleased with the choice of apprentice because, in many ways, she found that she and Ripplepaw were similar, and would be able to use the same strategies in hunting and combat. “Tell me, Ripplepaw, have you had much experience in combat?” Their destination was a rocky clearing with some trees near the camp, a place that mentors were finding useful for practicing battle moves.
@Phaesaris
Amberleaf nodded as Boulderstar mentioned checking up on the rest of the Clan. It was a good idea, one of many that made Amberleaf respect the calico she-cat’s leadership. He watched as she called over Harepaw, with Screefoot not far behind. He gave the mentor a reassuring look to let her know her presence was welcome.
Amberleaf sat up straight and fixed Harepaw with a mild gaze as Boulderstar proceeded to talk to him. He would follow Boulderstar’s lead in this, and he didn’t think yelling at the apprentice would solve anything, either. Boulderstar seemed to agree, since she invited Harepaw to join them on their patrol. The deputy nodded to himself. Harepaw didn’t seem to be adjusting well to Clan life yet, but he had some admirable qualities that would make him a great warrior, if only his attitude could be changed.
“We would appreciate the extra eyes and ears,” Amberleaf only mewed, betraying none of his thoughts to the apprentice. He would not rise to Harepaw’s irritable disrespect either. There was not much more to say at this point, he thought.
Seeing Pearpaw lying by the apprentice den, he gestured for her to come over with a wave of his tail. "Pearpaw! Join us. We'll be patrolling the western border today," he called. Then, pitching his voice low so only Boulderstar would hear, he added, "I think Screefoot should join us too, if you weren't thinking of that already. It would be good for her to see how we handle Harepaw."
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“Good morning, Ripplepaw,” she mewed, turning around to face the silver she-cat. She shrugged, a keen look on her face. “Well, you’re here now. We should get started. The freshkill pile seems well stocked this morning, so I was thinking we would do some battle training,” she said, her tail pointing at their store of prey. She stood and made her way out of the camp, preferring to walk in shadow where her dark pelt blended in more with her surroundings. She was pleased with the choice of apprentice because, in many ways, she found that she and Ripplepaw were similar, and would be able to use the same strategies in hunting and combat. “Tell me, Ripplepaw, have you had much experience in combat?” Their destination was a rocky clearing with some trees near the camp, a place that mentors were finding useful for practicing battle moves.
@Phaesaris
Amberleaf nodded as Boulderstar mentioned checking up on the rest of the Clan. It was a good idea, one of many that made Amberleaf respect the calico she-cat’s leadership. He watched as she called over Harepaw, with Screefoot not far behind. He gave the mentor a reassuring look to let her know her presence was welcome.
Amberleaf sat up straight and fixed Harepaw with a mild gaze as Boulderstar proceeded to talk to him. He would follow Boulderstar’s lead in this, and he didn’t think yelling at the apprentice would solve anything, either. Boulderstar seemed to agree, since she invited Harepaw to join them on their patrol. The deputy nodded to himself. Harepaw didn’t seem to be adjusting well to Clan life yet, but he had some admirable qualities that would make him a great warrior, if only his attitude could be changed.
“We would appreciate the extra eyes and ears,” Amberleaf only mewed, betraying none of his thoughts to the apprentice. He would not rise to Harepaw’s irritable disrespect either. There was not much more to say at this point, he thought.
Seeing Pearpaw lying by the apprentice den, he gestured for her to come over with a wave of his tail. "Pearpaw! Join us. We'll be patrolling the western border today," he called. Then, pitching his voice low so only Boulderstar would hear, he added, "I think Screefoot should join us too, if you weren't thinking of that already. It would be good for her to see how we handle Harepaw."
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@ViolentViolet@OtterTerror
I've added Nettlefang's CS to my post in the Character tab.
Amberleaf could mentor Pearpaw? Nettlefang could take Granitepaw unless there was someone else who wanted to.
I've added Nettlefang's CS to my post in the Character tab.
Amberleaf could mentor Pearpaw? Nettlefang could take Granitepaw unless there was someone else who wanted to.
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That'd be pretty cool actually :) That way I don't need to bug anyone else lol. I was almost tempted to ask about Amberleaf XD
I'll get a CS up soon. :) I would have mentioned Amberleaf, but I'm leaving him unattached for some romance to ensue, hehe.
@ViolentViolet@OtterTerror
I can make a warrior to be Riversong's mate, if you'd like, and he can also mentor an available apprentice.
@KahleenCuthald You can add your CS to the Character tab; it would be easier to find. :)
I can make a warrior to be Riversong's mate, if you'd like, and he can also mentor an available apprentice.
@KahleenCuthald You can add your CS to the Character tab; it would be easier to find. :)
Following Boulderstar’s lead, Amberleaf grabbed a small squirrel to sate his appetite and regain his strength for their next patrol. He was determined to take only as much prey as necessary, and only after he had done something useful for the Clan that day. He would need to keep up his strength in order to serve, but he preferred that the majority of prey go to cats who needed it. After all, if they didn’t share with those who could not hunt for themselves—queens, kits, and elders—then they were no better than the rogues and loners they used to be.
As he padded after Boulderstar, he saw Granitepaw across the camp. The orange tom hadn’t had much time to speak to his brother since he assumed deputy responsibilities, and now they were no longer even sharing a nest. It was strange, but Amberleaf had no doubts that Granitepaw would earn his warrior name soon and join them in the den. Talking to him would have to wait until another time; the deputy did not want to be disrespectful by leaving Boulderstar’s company. Besides, they all had things to do.
Crouching next to the calico with his meal, he flicked his ears to acknowledge her plans as they ate and talked. He looked up when Boulderstar mentioned sending out mentors with their apprentices to hunt. “I agree, our apprentices are coming along well with their training with the guidance of their mentors. Of course, some young cats don’t seem to like the new system,” he added, pointing with his tail in the direction of Harepaw and Screefoot. He was starting to go on a slight tangent, but his earlier observation of the difficult apprentice had him thinking. “I’m sure some of them have seen and survived far worse than us.” Pausing on that sorrowful note, he then continued, “Maybe they feel as if they are worthy of being warriors already, because of what they have endured. That may be, but I’m confident that this method of raising apprentices will work itself out once we have more Clanborn kits.” New kits, of course, were strongly needed to bolster the ranks of their Clan.
Amberleaf finished his prey with a few more quick bites while Boulderstar continued. The tom nodded. “We won’t grow lax—border patrols and a hunting schedule. That will shape up the Clan soon enough. But of course,” he added smoothly at her teasing request. “We can round up some cats for a hunting patrol and then investigate the western borders together.”
Nightmist returned Sharpthorn’s greeting with a slight nod. Eventually, the black she-cat sat up, satisfied with her grooming for the moment, and looked across the clearing to where Sharpthorn and Berrydream had joined the leader and deputy in conversation. Soon after, Frostwhisker emerged from her medicine cat den to join her mate and the others. If they were discussing patrols, Nightmist was ready to assist as always, but she hesitated to approach such a large group of cats and interrupt them. Better to wait, she thought, appearing alert and ready to go.
Willowkit stirred in the gloom of the BoulderClan nursery. Sagekit was fast asleep beside her, and beyond him she could make out the forms of Ravenfeather and Owlkit. The tabby kit quickly realized that there was no sign of Riversong, but her scent was not so faded; she must have just left, and maybe that had roused Willowkit. Proud to have made such a deduction, Willowkit gently extricated herself from Sagekit, who rolled over in his sleep to nuzzle against the others, and quietly padded outside into the clearing.
It was slightly intimidating, seeing all the grown cats talking and coming and going. It was almost too much, but Willowkit understood that these cats were here to keep her safe, and when she grew up to be a warrior, she would be able to do the same. Ignoring the rest of the cats in the clearing, who were almost complete strangers to her, Willowkit sought out one cat whom she had spent more time with—Riversong.
“Riversong?” The brown tabby hesitantly called out the queen’s name as she approached, hoping it was okay to sit down next to her. The silver queen was another calming presence in addition to Ravenfeather, Willowkit found. It was almost enough for her young kit mind to forget the trauma of witnessing her birth mother’s death. “Good morning,” she ventured. “Did you sleep well?”
@KahleenCuthald@ViolentViolet
As he padded after Boulderstar, he saw Granitepaw across the camp. The orange tom hadn’t had much time to speak to his brother since he assumed deputy responsibilities, and now they were no longer even sharing a nest. It was strange, but Amberleaf had no doubts that Granitepaw would earn his warrior name soon and join them in the den. Talking to him would have to wait until another time; the deputy did not want to be disrespectful by leaving Boulderstar’s company. Besides, they all had things to do.
Crouching next to the calico with his meal, he flicked his ears to acknowledge her plans as they ate and talked. He looked up when Boulderstar mentioned sending out mentors with their apprentices to hunt. “I agree, our apprentices are coming along well with their training with the guidance of their mentors. Of course, some young cats don’t seem to like the new system,” he added, pointing with his tail in the direction of Harepaw and Screefoot. He was starting to go on a slight tangent, but his earlier observation of the difficult apprentice had him thinking. “I’m sure some of them have seen and survived far worse than us.” Pausing on that sorrowful note, he then continued, “Maybe they feel as if they are worthy of being warriors already, because of what they have endured. That may be, but I’m confident that this method of raising apprentices will work itself out once we have more Clanborn kits.” New kits, of course, were strongly needed to bolster the ranks of their Clan.
Amberleaf finished his prey with a few more quick bites while Boulderstar continued. The tom nodded. “We won’t grow lax—border patrols and a hunting schedule. That will shape up the Clan soon enough. But of course,” he added smoothly at her teasing request. “We can round up some cats for a hunting patrol and then investigate the western borders together.”
Nightmist returned Sharpthorn’s greeting with a slight nod. Eventually, the black she-cat sat up, satisfied with her grooming for the moment, and looked across the clearing to where Sharpthorn and Berrydream had joined the leader and deputy in conversation. Soon after, Frostwhisker emerged from her medicine cat den to join her mate and the others. If they were discussing patrols, Nightmist was ready to assist as always, but she hesitated to approach such a large group of cats and interrupt them. Better to wait, she thought, appearing alert and ready to go.
Willowkit stirred in the gloom of the BoulderClan nursery. Sagekit was fast asleep beside her, and beyond him she could make out the forms of Ravenfeather and Owlkit. The tabby kit quickly realized that there was no sign of Riversong, but her scent was not so faded; she must have just left, and maybe that had roused Willowkit. Proud to have made such a deduction, Willowkit gently extricated herself from Sagekit, who rolled over in his sleep to nuzzle against the others, and quietly padded outside into the clearing.
It was slightly intimidating, seeing all the grown cats talking and coming and going. It was almost too much, but Willowkit understood that these cats were here to keep her safe, and when she grew up to be a warrior, she would be able to do the same. Ignoring the rest of the cats in the clearing, who were almost complete strangers to her, Willowkit sought out one cat whom she had spent more time with—Riversong.
“Riversong?” The brown tabby hesitantly called out the queen’s name as she approached, hoping it was okay to sit down next to her. The silver queen was another calming presence in addition to Ravenfeather, Willowkit found. It was almost enough for her young kit mind to forget the trauma of witnessing her birth mother’s death. “Good morning,” she ventured. “Did you sleep well?”
@KahleenCuthald@ViolentViolet
Are Amberleaf and Brimpelt both Boulderclan deputies? Cause thats what the CS says
Amberleaf is the deputy according to the roster. @ViolentViolet did not update her CS yet.
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