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Current If your writing partner goes radio silent with absolutely 0 warning, yeah you can go ahead n shelve it. You probably got ghosted for one reason or another. It happens.
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I apologize for inactivity - muse has been elsewhere lately. I will reply to RPs here asap
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Oh wow lol
I just noticed there's two Cinderclaws in AshTribe XD
That's got to be confusing for those poor cats.
"CINDERCLAW" and two different cats are like "WUT"

Also gonna go ahead and post, hope that's coo'. :u
Wondering if I should wait for @1Hawkeyes, or if I should go ahead and post? I have it written and ready, but it feels a bit soon. Plus, I mean.. don't wanna leave Hawk out man. :U

I'll figure out a damn rhythm eventually I swear
Hoping that my post doesn't throw a wrench into anything. Just felt like I needed to get my damn post out already.

ouo''''




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"Of course, you go on ahead. I'll catch up."

Rootfur nodded, trotting ahead as he said he would. As his footsteps crinkled and cracked leaves and sticks, he weaved in and out of trees, making sure to stay focused on the task at paw. The brown tom dedicated one part of his attention to picking out AshTribe among the strong WaveTribe scent, and the other to locating prey on his way to the Mossy Stones.

It didn't take too long to get wind of rats - well, one rat, at least. Rootfur dropped to a crawl as he listened for the scuffling of tiny feet under the leaves. It sounded close, but he wasn't sure if it was to his right or in front of him. The brown tom carefully turned his head to the right and saw movement. His eyes widened and his breathing quickened, still soft and quiet as he adjusted his position. He moved gingerly, carefully, like Shadestep had taught him previously. He inhaled deeply - silently, softly, but deeply - then revved his back legs for the pounce.

The rat quickly darts up from the leaves and sprints, prompting Rootfur springing into action. It's not a long chase, but with a yowl of exertion he snatched the rat from the leaves, fangs digging into flesh. He shook the rat a bit to disorient and an attempt to kill it, but it managed to break free of his jaws. Rootfur used his left paw to sink his claws into it, and then got a better bite into the rodent, snapping its little neck with the force of his bite. He dropped it, bowing his head as a quick thank you to SkyTribe, and then picked the rat back up to find a good place to hide it so they could more easily get the prey back to camp.

"That was actually quite entertaining to watch, Rootfur. Good job."

Rootfur looked up to see his old mentor, and he grinned, even with the rodent in his mouth. "Fanks t' you, Sha'shtep." He flourished his compliment with a little bow.

Shadestep put a paw up and bopped him on the face. "Hush, you. Let's continue on to Mossy Stones."

Rootfur nodded, finding a tree with a peculiar knot and an abandoned den. Perfect for caching fresh-kill. He checks to make sure it's abandoned - no distinguishable scent of any animal, so it is abandoned - before he put it in there.



It wasn't till the group got to Mossy Stones that they could all smell something. Prey, yes, but something a little more concerning and exciting.

AshTribe.

Rootfur, along with both Shadestep and Hawkpaw, dropped to a low crouch. Rootfur went to go first, fur bristled and his body tensing, preparing for a fight, but it didn't take very long for Shadestep to take charge.

"Rootfur, you stay low. Hawkpaw, come on."

Rootfur actually scoffed a little bit, "Seriously?" he mewed.

"Yes, seriously," Shadestep whispered, raising to a stand, "They're less likely to attack a warrior and apprentice than two warriors. Less of a threat, less reason to attack. Let's try not to get into needless fights, shall we?"

"Alright, alright. You know best." Rootfur's ears laid flat against his head in agitation, tail flicking for the same reason. Nonetheless, he stayed put long enough for Shadestep to calmly walk to the Mossy Stones, Hawkpaw following close to her. When he was sure that she wasn't observing him and was focusing on getting to the rocks, he made his way from another angle so he'd be able to attack if need be. Even if Shadestep had far more experience, he wasn't going to just stand back and watch them get into a scuffle.

@Vashonn Am I ok to just kinda make up a couple of NPCs for AshTribe for my post? Was gonna have Rootfur encounter an AshTribe patrol. Dunno the outcome of it yet, I'll figure that out as I write. :P

Also I'm sorry for my lack of activity, I've been seriously scatterbrained and just.. oof. xD
I could post a proper Rootfur intro, but idk if there's any AshTribe warriors at the border (Mossy Stones) and I'm hesitant to just ASSUME there are... :U
Sorry about the short post full of mostly dialouge, I need to keep more on top of interactions a bit better. >///>

but hEY LOOK ROOTFUURRR.




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"And what about you? You seemed to have gotten the best out of the night."

Shadestep nodded, closing her eyes for a moment. "I wouldn't have been able to fall back to sleep anyhow - figured I may as well make the most of my waking time." the black she-cat smiled only slightly.

As she finished speaking, two cats trotted close - Scorchbelly, a brown tom with white tailtip, paws, and nose, and Slatefang, a dark long-furred tom with prominent scarring on his left flank. She tilted her head in interest as Frostbite quickly apologized as he directed his attention to the two younger Warriors. She figured it wasn't really any of her business as to what the conversation was about, so she focused more on the idle chatter around her, some talking of the spotting of a snake - That sounds like fun, Shadestep couldn't help but think sarcastically - others talking of this, that, or another thing, it all sort of blended together. As the rest of the Tribe gathered around, she caught sight of a familiar brown tom - Rootfur. He noticed her as well, and trotted over to the older she-cat, grinning.

"Hey, Shade," Rootfur purred, gently touching nose to nose with her.

Shadestep returned the greeting with an affectionate, if a bit quick, grooming. Mostly his cheeks and between his ears. "Morning, Rootfur."

Frostbite's voice overpowered the chattering of cats, and as soon as the talking died down, the meeting began. Rootfur and Shadestep both silenced and listened to the Koa speak.



"It's been a while since we last hunted together, hasn't it?" Rootfur commented after the brief debriefing. He hopped up to a stand, then said, "I'll run on ahead and make sure there's no AshTribe trying to budge into our borders."

Shadestep nodded, "Of course, you go on ahead. I'll catch up." Just as she was about to walk behind her previous apprentice to move her duties along...

"Ah, Shadestep, lookin' bright-eyed as ever, I see."

"Bright-eyed and bushy tailed," the black she-cat purred, standing and stretching forward, tail up - staying still for too long made everything lock up, it felt. "You look about the same yourself, Cavetooth."

Before either party could say much else, the familiar voice of Hawkpaw injected itself into the conversation with a "Good morning."

"Oh, good morning, Hawkpaw," Shadestep said with a head tilt. "Seems like you'll be coming along for a hunt - do you think you're prepared?"
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