The Elvenqueen

What Are You Listening To?

This song slaps. I've had it on repeat periodically for the past like, month.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Character death, mwahahahaha

The Rise of WillowClan

Sorry that you're having a hard time, sav! Dx I hope things get better for you soon <3 ill get a post out for my girls once I have something to reply to, but I'm still here too I promise! Hahaha

Song Reference time

Take me to war
Honey, I dare you
I'll be the sweetest thing
To ever scare you
Give me a fight I can't resist
Give me something to break with my fists
Take me to war
Oh, honey, I dare you

@Birdboy

All of the fire I've swallowed
All of the sparks that went dark in my gut
I am always burning up!

Dress me in red and throw your roses
And I'll rankle the beasts with words
It's a graceless dance of epithets
We've learned to make someone hurt!
They will consume your sweet resistance
And carry your heart in their teeth
But I am always feeding them
The ugliest parts of me

Song Reference time

Not everything had gone to plan,
But we made the best of what we had, you know?
Passing the drink from hand to hand
We admit we really know nothing at all...

Stories told to me, and stories told you...
And was it feeling real?
And were they ringing true?

And all their words for glory,
Well they always sounded empty
When we're looking up for heaven, looking up for heaven
Way down here upon the ground, when we're lyin' in the dirt
There's no looking up for heaven, looking up for heaven

I'll take my chances on the curb
Here with you.
We watched the planes leave us behind, on the curb here with you
We watched the planes leave us behind....
And then you put your hand in mine, and pulled me back from things divine.
"Stop looking up for heaven, and waiting to be buried..."

The Rise of WillowClan

<Snipped quote by The Elvenqueen>

Honeypaw is PISSED hahahaha!!! If a cat can have anxiety, Honeypaw definitely has it, poor bb. It'll make for good character development but she's definitely freaking out right now haha!

@Hazelrah

Awww noooo Honeypaw, baby!! ;A; Talk to Spidernose sweetie, she cares about you and wants the best for you too <3 XD

Sorry this took a little while & that Frogkit's is a bit short but I couldn't think of what else to write for her I promise I'll do better with her next one hahaha

And may I offer everyone some adorable Spiderstone snuggles in this trying time :P

The Rise of WillowClan

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WillowClan Camp

interacting with: @Hazelrah's Stonefall
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Spidernose seemed just as content to press up against Stonefall’s side, if anything welcoming the extra warmth from the tom’s bulky frame, and she echoed his purr with one of her own, which only seemed to grow ever louder still as he began sharing tongues with her. She made no effort whatsoever to squirm away or indicate the contact was unwelcome, in fact it would seem quite the opposite. When the deputy still hadn’t quite eaten, Spidernose hesitantly ducked her head to take a small bite from the fresh-kill, relieved to finally have food in her belly again once she’d swallowed.

The she-cat’s ear flicked back slightly as Stonefall recounted the latest story of her sister’s antics, chuckling deep in her chest as she rolled her eyes, then shot the deputy a scandalised, but still playful look as she actually caught on to what he was implying. “He-eeeyyy!” she smirked, her whiskers twitching in amusement. “It’s not from me, I’d contest that, Stonefall. I’m not quite so reckless.”

Though undoubtedly what she was about to tell him about the hunting party’s escapades would only disprove her claim. The cream she-cat coughed softly as Stonefall began to eat with her, letting out a nervous laugh of her own. “Oh, it went pretty well actually! We caught quite a few things, enough to feed everyone for the night, I think. Sunfur…uh, Sunfur had me jumping out of trees to catch birds.” Spidernose grinned across at the tom, knowing he would be worried to hear of such dangerous hunting techniques…but he had asked if anything interesting happened and it certainly was something interesting. “I’m fine, though, I didn’t fall! And it actually worked! We got a bird, this mouse and one other one, and a squirrel. Sunfur’s doing another loop on his way back to see if he can grab a couple more pieces, too.”

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Fernstar’s Den

interacting with: @savannahssu’s Fernstar, @Hazelrah's Honeypaw
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At Honeypaw’s question, Frogkit’s eyes scrunched up into more of a frown and the kit let out a tiny, sulky huff of breath, her tail flicking abruptly from side to side as she strutted out to join Honeypaw and Fernstar just outside of the den. “Well…no, not really. Fernstar and Stonefall wouldn’t let me talk to ‘em proper.” she pouted, her ears drooping in disappointment. “But I wanted to! They just look like they’d tell cool stories. And I did get to help Blackpelt make the herbs for them, so that was cool!” she announced, sounding quite proud of that fact, and the kit did seem to puff her chest out as if she were trying to show off how helpful she was. She hoped Blackpelt thought that too. Herbs were really, really cool and fun to learn about and Frogkit desperately wanted the medicine cat to teach her more about them.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Playing catch up!

The Rise of WillowClan

Honeypaw: Stop trying to steal my mom, GRRR!

Frogkit, totally oblivious: YAY, NEW FRIEND! HI! :D

Merry late Christmas/Happy Holidays everyone, and hope you have a great New Years too! :D

The Rise of WillowClan

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WillowClan Camp

interacting with: @PrankFox’s Stormheart, @Hazelrah's Stonefall
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Spidernose turned her head back to face Stormheart as the tom mewed something about heading to his nest to get some rest, the other warrior twitching her whiskers in amusement as she nodded and called after him. “Don’t worry, Stormheart, I’ll be joining you shortly! My paws are half frozen over already!” Spidernose knew she really had to keep that promise and go and rest, soon, she wouldn’t be any good to anyone in the Clan if she caught a cold and couldn’t hunt or fight for a moon or more. But first…she really wanted to see Stonefall again, to make sure he was still doing okay. And, maybe…maybe tonight would be the night she was finally brave enough to ask him if she could move her nest next to his. After all, with the strange cats in camp it provided the perfect cover excuse, didn’t it?

It just so happened that at that moment Fernstar slid out of the nursery, where the loners had last been left, with…oh dear StarClan, was that Frogkit?! Why was she hanging around in range of these cats! That kit was going to get herself into trouble one of these days, their mother would have Spidernose’s tail if she ever found out-

But she was quickly distracted from such thoughts, after all, Frogkit seemed to be listening to Fernstar quite intently and the Clan leader seemed to have her antics under control, as Stonefall soon followed the other two Clan members out of the den. Spidernose’s blue eyes brightened immediately as they settled on the deputy and she let out a quiet little purr as she grabbed one of the mice from the fresh-kill pile and trotted over to where Stonefall sat, placing it at the tom’s paws, she mewed. “Hey there! Want to share? I’m…sorry, if Frogkit’s been giving you guys trouble. I told her to stay with the apprentices in the warrior’s den. She never listens.” Spidernose heaved a long-suffering sigh at her sister’s stubbornness as she settled herself down next to Stonefall, fur fluffed out against the cold chill that settled over the camp.

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WillowClan Camp ---> Fernstar's Den

interacting with: @savannahssu's Fernstar, @Hazelrah's Honeypaw
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Frogkit squeaked in alarm and obediently skittered back, allowing the older she-cat to draw her close with her paws, she perched herself on Fernstar’s forepaws, ducking her head in apology. ”Oopsie! Sorry, Fernstar, yeah! They must be pretty tired and scared, being in such a strange place.” the kit apologised, well…at least she had the sense and manners not to sass the Clan leader, even if she’d been a little argumentative with Stonefall, honestly that was probably because she had seen him hanging around with her older sister Spidernose, and therefore Frogkit felt as if she could get away with being a bit more snippy to the deputy. But she’d never dream of trying the same game with the Clan leader.

She let her mind wander a little, only half paying attention to what Fernstar and Stonefall said to the loners, something about “sorry for your troubles” and “have to hunt for yourselves”. Well, good! But what?! They got to sleep in the nursery?! Where was she supposed to sleep then?! Just as Frogkit let out a protesting squeak and shifted her weight so she could tilt her little head back and look up at Fernstar to ask, the older she-cat answered the question before she could ask it. Fernstar’s den? Wow! Frogkit had never been up there before, she hadn’t been with the Clan longer than about half a moon and she’d always wondered what it looked like.

So, as Fernstar ushered her out of the nursery and up to the owl’s nest, Frogkit went along with her surprisingly easily, her tail and ears up and swivelling with excitement as she shakily climbed the small distance to the den, stopping outside to strike a triumphant pose as she managed to use her developing leg and shoulder muscles to haul herself up over the edge without any help from any of the bigger cats. “Aha!” she crowed triumphantly, then skipped into Fernstar’s den to settle down. A few moments later, Frogkit heard voices and scuttled back to the entryway, poking her head out to look for the owner of the voices. “Fernstar…? Oh! Heya, Honeypaw!” she chirped happily in greeting, apparently none the wiser to the apprentice’s bad mood and just keen to make another friend. “How’re you doin’? This is kinda exciting isn’t it! The new cats seem cool! D’you think Fernstar will let them stay? I bet they have uh-may-zing stories to tell!”