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By The Lakeside — A WARRIORS RP — OPEN!

Posted 2022-10-13 12:25:06 (edited)
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They nod. They won't argue or disagree. If there isn't any patrols the bloodshed should be minimal, Starclan willing. Mallowleaf still feels a sense of dread, like this can't possibly end well, but they shake it off. They preen their chest before standing and stretching. "Sounds good. How many nights until the gathering?" With how much time Mallowleaf spends cooped up in camp it can be hard to keep track of time.

They look at their leader, worry clouding the jack's icy blue eyes. "And uh, ya really think we can trust Polarfreeze to give us an accurate lay of the territory?" They begin to rasp their tongue across their dense chest fur again. Should this plan be leaked, the raid could easily turn into a slaughter.
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#94853
Posted 2022-10-13 13:23:29
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"seven nights." duskbright mewed. "But i don't know if it should be this Gathering. I need time. To plan.. to assess the territory, i need to know if i trust our newest member just yet. But if i wait, they could launch a raid of their own." He dove into quiet mumbling, his black tail thrashing with stress. StarClan above, he wasn't meant to be leader. He was supposed to be a apothecary, healing his clan,ates and worshipping the ancestors above who would never betray him. Sometimes he still thought of what could've happened had he never mated with Batwing. I was dumb, so so dumb. He thought he would've been content then, but he was wrong. It was still hard to believe the choices he made over twenty moons ago still hurt in such a way.

But it was no time to regret the past.

"No, i don't trust him. Chances they might betray us aside, they're fairly young. How do i even knkw they'll know the territory well enough? Or herb sites? They're no healer." Duskbright scoffed. "But it's not like any of us know HazeClan better."
cinnrowan
#87617
Posted 2022-10-13 15:08:22
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Mallowleaf nods in reluctant agreement. "Well, no better way to find out then a good ol' herb hunt, huh?" They purr, trying their best to lighten the mood. The atmosphere within the den had shifted to something violent, something that made Mallowleaf want to run. They hope the forest will help to calm the old cats nerves. And they would be lying if they said they weren't excited to meet Polarfreeze.
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#94853
Posted 2022-10-14 05:29:15
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"I guess." Duskbright appreciated Mallowleaf's constant good temper, but it wasn't so strong that it would rub off on him, as much as he wished it would. The former had gone many nights without being in a good mood, and today was no different. He sighed and rubbed his head with his paw, and scratched his neck with his hindleg as if he could shake off the anxieties like fleas on a elder.

"Let's wait for him to wake up. I'd hate to patrol with someone still as sleepy as a dormouse." hypocrite, he thought. His own eyes were circled with dark bags that screamed of a restless sleep, and his mind felt fuzzy with exhaustion.
cinnrowan
#87617
Posted 2022-10-14 08:20:53
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Mallowleaf's eyes blink in confusion at the statement, seeing that Duskbright obviously needs a good nap. But Mallowleaf decides again not to comment, instead looking at the entrance to the den and away from the anxious leader. Wild chamomile was common around these parts, they note. Maybe I should start a stash for Duskbright.

They look back to their leader. "Okie dokie. Though..." they nervously look down at their paws. "You should really take care of yourself more Duskbright. Maybe take a nap when we get back?" Mallowleaf stiffens, fearing the leader would get upset at Mallowleaf for suggesting something. He knew Duskbright didn't like his lack of self care pointed out.
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#94853
Posted 2022-10-14 09:40:46
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He shoots a glare to the apothecary, the hairs along his back stiffening. "I'll be okay. Being a leader means the clan comes first." he rasped, wearily watching the lambkin with a narrowed gaze of gold. "I'll take care of myself when the clan is taken care of. I just don't know how long until then." He sighed, and glanced out the den again, trembling from the chilled blusters that buffeted him. "I can't wait until Newleaf."
cinnrowan
#87617
Posted 2022-10-14 10:13:01
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They flinch away, tail drooping sheepishly. I tried, they console themselves. You can't help those who don't want to be helped in the first place. Even so, Mallowleaf feels somewhat defeated. Duskbright says something or other about newleaf but the lambkins attention is focused on their guilt. It may be the leaders job to put the clan first, but there isn't a strong clan without a strong leader.

After a moment they shake themself out of their thoughts and just nods at the leader. As he does a gust of wind blows into the small den, making the apothecary shiver. Maybe forging today wouldn't be as enjoyable as Mallowleaf had wished.  They curl up into a small ball onto the floor. "Sure is chilly. Ya think this chill has Polarfreeze awake yet?"
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#94853
Posted 2022-10-15 16:46:05
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"they should of. Their fur is very thick, though. Or perhaps HazeClan cats are just naturally lazy." Duskbright grumbles, crouching down, picking at their claws. "but we will wait nonetheless. Or perhaps just you and i herb hunt. There's no time to wait on dormice."

Duskbright stiffens as the lambkin shivers beside him, and begrudgingly thanks StarClan for gifting him with a fairly thick pelt, even if it wasn't as long as other cats. Mallowleaf beside him was even worse off, with thin, coarse, curly white fur that surely can't stay warm. He felt a bit of sympathy for the apothecary, but said nothing.

"What do you think of HazeClan, Mallowleaf?" He asks, tone quiet. Small talk, he reassures himself, but there was concern behind his meow.
cinnrowan
#87617
Posted 2022-10-15 20:23:17
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Mallowleaf blinks in surprise. They stare at the wall for a moment, debating whether he should be honest or say what they think Duskbright wants to hear. It takes a moment before Mallowleaf replies, matching Duskbright in volume, "From what I have heard they're violent and rude, and those I meet at gatherings don't particularly seem to be to kind, though I've always attributed that to my disposition, heh..." 

They pause, before looking at the ground and kneading their paws against it. "Though, I don't want to think they are all like that... I mean they must think the same of us right?" Realizing what they just said, they look sheepishly at their leader. "B-but I mean, this is coming from someone who hasn't interacted with them too often or seen how they fight, so obviously my opinion ain't worth too much." They give their leader a friendly nod, hoping that the older tom understands that Mallowleaf isn't trying to disagree with him or side with Hazeclan. No matter what happens, Mallowleaf will always prioritize Froryclan.
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#94853
Posted 2022-10-16 06:26:07
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Polarfreeze - He/him - FroryClan Warrior - Location: Warrior's den/Camp


It'd be rude of him to not get up and do something when he'd only been a member of FroryClan for a few days. However, he wasn't oblivious to the scrutinizing glares he'd received from a good portion of the clan. Between his aching joints, his tired body, and his seemingly unfriendly clanmates...it was no surprise that he was in no rush to get out there. The clan was as unfriendly and unwelcoming as the tundra wind on a bitter leafbare evening, but it was better than remaining in HazeClan and being forcefully married off to Ternswoop. Surely, over time...he could adapt to FroryClan. Then if it wasn't for him, maybe he'd just have to become a loner. Just wander around, travel, see the world for himself...

But that didn't sound particularly appealing to his joints. With his size and the coldness of the atmosphere, hunting could be difficult. Once he got moving, Polarfreeze did feel better. But at dawn when he first woke up, his joints had a tendency to lock up and be incredibly uncomfortable.

The pale tom heaved a small sigh. He'd have to try to get up at some point. Slowly and stiffly, the massive warrior staggered to his paws with a groaning of his joints. Oh- they were especially irritated this morning. Biting his lip, the young warrior hobbled outside of the warrior's den as if he was eighty moons old. A poppy seed or two would feel wonderful, but...as a newcomer, he wasn't about to go begging for herbs. He'd have to tough it out for now.
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