Ladypug

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

@Vashonn Considering the fact that there's two Cinderclaws, I'm going to rename my NPC one to Cinderfang, just so then nobody's confused. That coo'?

NCQuest -- To Be Rebooted

'nother dumb robot. just cuz

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

I honestly guess this is dead. No one has posted or even peeked their heads for the past week.

@Ambra

I've just been kinda lurking quietly, unsure of the status of this RP but patiently waiting for something nonetheless. xD

NCQuest -- To Be Rebooted

|D

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

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Interactions: @1Hawkeyes, @Vashonn || Hawkpaw, Torncoat/Rosepaw

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The brown tom gasped without thinking, quickly jumping up and turning around to look at the larger gray and black tom with the scar upon his flank. As his fur bristled and made him appear larger - though only slightly - his ears flinched back against his head and he hissed, baring teeth and even threatening his claws. He hissed again, a bit louder, before coming up with his own threat, "Or maybe I'll just add a scar to you, AshTribe."

Rootfur was trying to figure out when to strike, and it was visible in his eyes - dilated pupils wide as the Moon, both from fear and concentration as they focused on him. Rootfur dared to hiss again, a bit louder in an attempt to possibly get Shadestep's attention directed above-

"Get back on your side. Now."

Oh thank SkyTribe

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Interactions: @1Hawkeyes, @Vashonn || Hawkpaw, Torncoat/Rosepaw

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Shadestep could feel her fur bristle in response to the silence as well as the apprentice's glancing back and forth from her to something supposedly behind herself and Hawkpaw. Shadestep's tail twitched slightly, trying to avoid the temptation to look over her shoulder just in case it was just an attempt to distract them so she could pounce. The black she-cat stared the apprentice down, gold eyes burning into amber ones before she stood, taking a few steps closer but not taking her eyes away from Rosepaw. If this didn't scare her off, this apprentice had the will and the nerve of a jaguar.

Shadestep raised her voice only slightly, "I don't want to fight, but you aren't giving me much choice, so-"

Rustle.

The black she-cat jerked her head back behind her and was startled when she noticed the shadowy figure get a few steps closer before stopping.

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

oh shit I haven't posted at all in a while have I. whoops.
I still have the post I wrote a while back I'll slam that post here
if there's anything wrong with it please let me know so I can edit - I'm shit at figuring out who's doing what and properly incorporating it into my post without some assistance lol

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

@LetMeDoStuff I hope your uncle heals up ok! Sending lots of good vibes your way.

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

@VashonnI'm also doing pretty ok, was waiting on @1Hawkeyes though.. Hoping they didn't just fall off the planet. lol

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

@Vashonn So how far away is that shadow, and how quickly is it moving? I assumed it was close enough that after a little while, Shadestep would hear it rustling leaves and twigs and such, but now I'm not so sure.

WARRIORS: TRIBAL (Act 1)

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Interactions: @1Hawkeyes, @Vashonn || Hawkpaw, Torncoat/Rosepaw

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"Y-you better watch yourselves! This is AshTribe territory, ya see, 'n we don't like WaveTribe cats putting their dirty paws on it!"

Shadestep looked over the young cat - definitely an apprentice. Judging by the blue ginger underneath her, possibly a Shaman's apprentice. She eyed the blue ginger for a long few seconds - the black she-cat had heard that Wolfmask needed some earlier that day, and while she had no initial intent to take it from the apprentice in front of her, a quick glance around revealed that either Rosepaw had picked Mossy Stones clean of blue ginger, or, due to the season, it was growing less. Either way, Shadestep saw a negotiation tactic, and it would hopefully prevent a fight. Hopefully.

The black she-cat glanced to Hawkpaw before looking back to the rival apprentice, voice calm and clear, "Moons upon moons of WaveTribe victory in this area says otherwise," Shadestep sat down, tail curling around her paws as she continued, "so that blue ginger you have there is part of WaveTribe territory." Despite her cool tone and demeanor, she didn't sound confrontational - attempting to persuade, maybe, but not like she wanted a fight. Even with that, the tip of her tail twitched slightly. Whether it was from a budding sense of unease or from the adrenaline beginning to prepare her for a fight situation she couldn't tell. Shadestep tilted her head slightly, then purred, "If you go ahead and give up the blue ginger and leave, that'll be it. No fuss, no fight."

While Shadestep was in no way a pacifist - she knew when to unsheathe her claws and bare her teeth - this was not worth shedding blood over. Not yet, at least.

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Interactions: @1Hawkeyes, @Vashonn || Hawkpaw, Torncoat/Rosepaw

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Rootfur wasn't sure if he could really believe what he was seeing, so he craned his neck over the rock to get a bit of a better look at the scene below. From the looks of it, Shadestep and Hawkpaw were sitting down and trying to negotiate a compromise. They both looked completely, utterly calm and their guard was nonexistent from what he could tell.

Is she bird-brained?

Rootfur couldn't keep the grimace from his face. Sure, he didn't particularly like fighting either, but there was no way he'd dare make himself vulnerable in the same way Shadestep was. Sitting down, unready for the possibility of a scuffle. The brown tom kneaded his claws on the mossy rock under his paws, mostly to keep himself from pouncing the small AshTribe cat to fight for WaveTribe territory. He sighed a bit loudly, tail twitching feverishly and tensing his back legs to spring into action.