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Post by Summerstar on Jul 8, 2014 18:42:49 GMT
Summerstar jumped out of her new den, it was all new to the calico. Hew forest green gaze flashed through the camp, it was still early, but the weather was prefect, it wasn't hot nor cold it was warm. She spent have of the night going through her mind, Breezestar was now dead, and she got her nine live the other night. The number one thought that came through her mind was, 'Am I ready for this.' She was scared what if she missed up, or get her whole clan hurt. 'Stop thinking like that, you'll be fine.' she told herself. She had already named her deputy too, Smokeclaw, he is a great warrior, strong too. He would do anything for this clan. Along with the other warriors. She looked over at the fresh-kill pile, it wasn't full but is was enough for the queens, kits, and elders to share. The patrol should come in soon.
She walked around loonking at the camp, before laying down in the shade of her den.
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Post by Darkfrost on Jul 9, 2014 11:10:23 GMT
Darkfrost had been wandering around the den, her face pale. They hadn't had any more new kits in the den, which meant not enough warriors, which meant that cats may starve in the upcoming leaf-bare. Even Whiteowl hadn't had any kits. Shrugging, the black queen spotted her leader examining the prey, then walk back to her den. She murmured something under her breath, then walked over to Summerstar. "Greetings, Summerstar. Are you alright?" She asked. |
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Post by Summerstar on Jul 9, 2014 18:45:18 GMT
"Hello." Summerstar said softly, then smiled at the queen. "Oh yes, I'm fine. Just wondering how Breezestar did this." she said frowning at the end. Her frown quickly became a smile, she shouldn't make the clan worry. She thought. "How are you Darkfrost?" the calico asked the black she-cat. She knew that there hasn't been many kits, but they would get past this, right? Summerstar thought, still looking at the queen.
(Breezestar was the former Leader, I just made up a name.)
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Post by Smokeclaw on Jul 9, 2014 20:14:10 GMT
Smokeclaw entered the Oceanclan camp. He just came back from a hunting patrol. There wasn’t much prey running through the clan territory. He padded towards the fresh-kill pile and added a small water vole to it. The dark gray tabby was getting the hang of being deputy. He knew he would help his clan through thick and thin.
The deputy decided to check up on Summerstar and give her an update on the clan. He walked towards the leader’s den and spotted her and Darkfrost. He dipped his head in greetings, "Hello Summerstar and Darkfrost."
He felt like he interrupted their conversation, "Um, sorry, should I come back later?"
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Post by Summerstar on Jul 9, 2014 23:17:07 GMT
Summerstar watched as the hunting patrol walked through the camp entrance. They didn't have much prey with them, she let out a small sigh. The new deputy walked up to the two cats. "Hello Smokeclaw, how are you today?" she asked him. "Oh no you're fine." she told him. The calico sat up from her laying position. "Any updates?" she asked him.
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Post by Whiteowl on Jul 10, 2014 0:50:44 GMT
Whiteowl lay outside of the nurser with her eyes closed and her head on her paws. She blinked her eyes open when she saw Darkfrost head towards Summerstar, the new leader. Since she's only been in the clan a short time she really didn't know the old leader so everything was new to her. Right when she was about to get up she saw Smokeclaw walk towards them. She stood up and padded towards them. She sat done beside Smokeclaw and Darkfrost and just listened and nodded her head in greeting to all of them.
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Post by Smokeclaw on Jul 10, 2014 1:19:39 GMT
Smokeclaw’s lips tried to curl up into a smile, but with little to eat and few kits, it’s hard to smile anymore. He replied, "I’m okay, thanks for asking."
The tom noticed Whiteowl join in and flicked his tail in greetings. He looked back at his leader not knowing how to respond.
He wasn’t sure if he should update Summerstar. She looked a little stressed about leading Oceanclan and all the problems with new warriors and stuff like that, but she was his leader. "I’m sad to say that prey is still scarce, but I know that things will get better," Smokeclaw said. He hoped things will get better.
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Post by Whiteowl on Jul 10, 2014 1:25:48 GMT
Whiteowl took a note on his behaviors when she saw how Smokeclaw replied to the way he replied to Summerstar's question. She felt bad. She knew that there weren't any kits at the moment and she felt she needed to do something about that. She knew that she should betrying tohave kits but she just didn't feel comfortable with the thought of having to mate with some stranger.
She shook the thought away and looked at Smokeclaw. I can help with patrols if it would help things, she offered looking up at him.
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Post by Summerstar on Jul 10, 2014 1:28:34 GMT
Summerstar looked at Whiteowl, as she came and joined the small group of cats. "Hello Whiteowl, how are you doing?" she asked trying not to be rude to anyone. She smiled at them, She knew that they didn't have many kits, but the clan does have strong warriors. But that smile faded when she heard what Smokeclaw had to say. She nodded her head. "Yes it will, just give it some time." she said.
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Post by Smokeclaw on Jul 10, 2014 2:29:54 GMT
Smokeclaw really did hope that the clan will get better. He saw an uncomfortable look on Whiteowl's face, but it went away. He was going to ask what was wrong, but he decided not to. He didn’t want to be digging through everybody's business.
The gray tabby’s ears listened to the queen’s words. He didn’t want to force Whiteowl to go on patrols, but if she really wanted to then she can. He responded, "Sure, but you don’t have to."
His eyes trailed back to his leader. He hoped her words were true. A miracle had to happen.
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Post by Darkfrost on Jul 10, 2014 4:56:42 GMT
Darkfrost flicked her ear in greeting as Smokeclaw came up to them. She stayed silent as they discussed the sore prey. She turned as Whiteowl came to join them, giving her a nod. "A queen? On a patrol? Even worse, a hunting patrol?" She exclaimed, looking around at everyone. Going to Whiteowl's side, she whispered in the white she-cat's ear. "Are you sure? We chose to be queens, remember, and a queen takes care of kits." |
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Post by Summerstar on Jul 10, 2014 13:26:08 GMT
Summerstar looked over at the white queen, she was glad that she wanted to help. Her green gaze shifted to Darkfrost, she smiled at her. "It's ok Darkfrost, if she wants to go a patrol and help she can. She doesn't have too." She told the queen softly.
(I'm sorry I am on my phone.)
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Post by Whiteowl on Jul 11, 2014 1:30:40 GMT
Whiteowl smiled at Smokeclaw and then looked back at Darkforst and shrugged. Well, there aren't any kits and I am skilled at hunting and fighting, she meowed not saying anymore on the topic of fighting. She had rogue and clan fighting skills. She looked around the group. They kept saying that she didn't have to as if they were hinting that she shouldn't go. Why though? Just because she was a queen didn't mean that she couldn't do anything and besides she was really bored just staying around camp all day every day.
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Post by Darkfrost on Jul 11, 2014 9:02:32 GMT
Darkpool blinked, stepping back. She knew she was defeated. "Fine." She said, a tone of coolness in her voice. She moved backwards, exceptionally glad there was shadow behind her. Her deep blue eyes gleamed out of the shadows, the only thing that you could see. |
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Post by Whiteowl on Jul 12, 2014 4:24:34 GMT
Whiteowl watched Darkfrost carefully for a moment. She then looked away. She still seemed uncomfortable by the fact that Whiteowl wanted to help the clan, other than giving birth to kits. She became a queen for a specific reason but her reasons were more of a private matter. She didn't say anything and just shuffled her paws slightly.
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