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  • Canyon of the Lark-

    Lark pelted past the many territories in the area. She had to get away from the Tribe camp, if only for a little while. She ran along Foxclan’s borders, being careful not to cross the heavily marked borders. How could anycat live in such marshy area? Lark thought.

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  • I………. I do not want to spend this much time making a page flick around sorry about this mods I kinda need to make it flip for my roleplay reopening 😀

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    • (Current locations of all my cats.
      Quietflower- secret camp
      Smokestorm- not secret camp
      Nightfoot- somewhere in between
      Shadowwolf- off exploring somewhere
      Anyone can approach anyone except you can only approach Shadowwolf if you are also an explorer)

      Quietflower moves to a sunny part of the camp. She looked down at her stone and saw a rainbow of colors. ‘That’s it!’ Quietflower stretches and prepares to leave camp.

      Nightfoot lies down for a rest in the woods. She watches for other animals as she guards her prey. She caught 2 mouses, a bird, and a small hare.

      Smokeshadow lies in the part of the warrior den where the wolf squad normally sleeps. He was up all night and needs a break.

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      • (Just letting you know, Smokestorm’s squad is the wolf squad and here are the list of cats )
        (Smokestorm
        Mistcoal – Roleplayed by Cloudy
        Burdockstrike – Roleplayed by me
        and
        Weaselrush – Roleplayed by me
        Vague info on them, Mistcoal isn’t the best warrior, and most likely reluctant as she wanted to be an artist. She doesn’t like to talk to cats. Burdockstrike is a quiet but smart and stubborn warrior who was formerly an explorer, they have a son but their son doesn’t know they are his parent. Weaselrush is an older warrior compared to the rest of the squad, at 60 moons, they have seen many generations of warriors in this squad and are reluctant to get close with cats. Possibly a former murderer or planning murder of Smokestorm 😛 )
        (I feel like this is a bit of a disaster squad)
        (oh deary me 😛 )

        Weaselrush –

        Spotting Smokestorm in the warriors den, Weaselrush rolled her eyes and continued to stare out across the camp. She preferred the pine and marshy area to the wide open meadows. Except when her brother visited. Then she would rather be anywhere else. Padding into the warriors den, Weaselrush decided that if everyone else was going to sleep, they might as well as well. Making sure her nest was far away from the others, she settled down to sleep.

        Burdockstrike –

        They snored loudly, flicking their tail in their sleep, Burdockstrike never slept soundly, not anymore, they were always calling out in their sleep.

        (omsc I am lowkey loving the squad dynamic and like they haven’t even interacted yet 😛 )

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        • Nightfoot pads into the Marsh camp, or the nonsecret camp and poked her head into the warriors’ den. “Here, I caught some prey for you. If you would like to eat before the sun fully sets, here you go.”
          Smokestorm looked up. He made his way around the nests and carefully grabbed a squirrel. He dipped his head in thanks to the apprentice and went back to his nest.

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          • Weaselrush –

            Lifting her head, she snarled under her breath at the young she cat poking her head into the den.
            “Check that everyone’s awake first before you start jabbering, you little rat.”
            Cats were rarely hurt by Weaselrush’s harsh tone, she used it one everyone without remorse or any thought

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            • ~Pine Needles That Pierce the Sky~
              “Hello Weaselrush,” Pine began as she headed towards the commotion. “Might I ask when you and your squad are going to wake up and what your plans are?”

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              • Weaselrush –

                As the leader approached her, Weaselrush stretched out her paws probably uncomfortably close to her and yawned widely, blinking once or twice.
                “Well of course it will all be up to Smokestorm as he is obviously the best. We’ll probably get up soon, these lazy fleabags shouldn’t have to sleep so long. When I was a young warrior, we were up at the first light of dawn and wouldn’t sleep until the moon was up in the sky, that’s if we rested at all.”
                She glared at the rest of her squad, her mind thinking back with a sad pang to her first squad.
                “Personally, although of course as an old, helpless and frail warrior I am hardly as qualified as strong, young and arrogant warriors to make this decision, believe that it would be wise for us to hunt. Of course my opinion is worthless in this matter.”

                Burdockpride –

                Yawning, Burdockpride stirred to Weaselrush yet again running off her mouth about “the good old days”. It was tiring really, that was probably why the squad required more sleep than she did.
                Glancing the leader, Burdockpride decided it was time they added their part to the conversation
                “I agree we should hunt.”
                That was it. That was all they needed to say. There was never a need for extra, unnecessary words.

                Weaselrush-

                “Oh the silent sleeping one stirs. How pleasant. Have you finally picked the guts to actually go and look after your kitten, or are you still too busy being lazy ?”
                Burdockpride flinched, and Weaselrush knew she’d hit a nerve, Burdockpride had never wanted their child and Weaselrush was well aware of that. It was just funny to see them squirm

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                • Smokestorm glared at Weaselrush as he finished his squirrel. “I’m right here you know.” He dipped his head to the leader. “Greetings. I was just waiting for every cat to wake up before leaving. We will go hunting then.”

                • ~Pine~
                  “That sounds like a plan, Smokestorm,” they replied, ignoring Weasalrush’s snarky greeting to Burdockpride. Could you check how the meadow camp is doing? I’ve got to stay here in case any cats from other groups come. If there are any scouts or explorers there, please tell them to come here.” Finished with giving their orders, they padded towards the she cat Darkstar, who was standing nearby.

  • Ivydance ~ (Not secret camp)
    Pacing about, Ivydance was rather bored, her tail tip twitching with anxiety. Is Violetnight okay? Maybe i should try to see her. But everyone else is still awake, hmm… “Maybe I should go hunting,” She mewed, though she knew that she was an artist. She knew some hunting, obviously. Just don’t think about Violetnight as often as you have been, quit worrying if anyone from FoxClan or BrookClan finds out-

    Marshburr ~ (Secret camp)
    He woke up from his nest, stretching out his paws. He waltzed outside of the warriors’ den to groom his fur before getting on with the day.

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    • Bearface –

      Whilst the leader didn’t need her, Bearface decided to act as a runner, having left Flaredream in the capable hands of some other FoxClan warrior currently residing at the main, non hidden camp. Yawning, she walked up to Marshburr, and playfully shoved him with one paw
      “Heya Marshburr !” She purred happily, and as an after thought, having been misgendered one too many times this morning mewed, “Its a girl day.”

      (she’s such a mood my genderfluid gal omsc she would be so passive aggressive to anyone who misgendered her rip so she just goes around telling everyone what she identifies as, if it has changed recently :P)

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      • Marshburr ~
        “Oh, alright then. I’ll try to keep that in mind,” He meowed politely, giving her a slight smile.

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  • Darkstar lifted a paw, dunking it in the stream. She shivered at the coldness, but kept it there for a few moments, washing all traces off her paws. Soon she’s enter be entering BriarClan territory. These weaklings had some pretty good spots in their territory that FoxClan could easily take.
    She took a breath and plunged in. Ice-cold water seeped through to her skin, bug she ignored it, standing, holding her breath, underwater. After a few moments, she got used to the sensation. Darkstar began swimming downstream until she found herself in a sunny clearing with rocks scattered about and bushes like juniper growing in clusters. This place seems great. It’s close to the border, full of water and prey, places to lounge in the sun or hide from the rain, and it’s pretty hidden. I have to go back and tell FoxClan about this.
    She slunk back to her side. Then, plunging into the water fearlessly, she skidded into camp. “I’ve found a good piece of territory on BriarClan land!” she meowed loudly, panting a little.

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