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Post by syd on Dec 10, 2017 19:49:38 GMT
Wolfclaw was never up this early unless he had to be. Yeah, cats were often up at night. But he loved to sleep, especially when it was pitch black. Even though the den in camp was well padded enough to make it dim during the daytime, even the tiniest sliver of light that poked through seemed to bother him.
So when Wolfclaw was assigned to a dawn patrol, all he could do was sigh. Thankfully he didn't get these patrols much, as he did his best to avoid when they were given out. But eventually it came back around to him. Normally, the cats on patrol would stay together, but this morning they all agreed they wanted to be back as soon as possible and split up.
The tom made his way along Pebbleclan's border, making sure to take note of any unusual scents or images. It was still pretty dark, the sun's rays barely creeping into the sky. It was a little chilly, and he shivered as a slight breeze rustled the trees. It was that breeze that carried a strange scent, which Wolfclaw noticed came from another clan. He flexed his claws in the dirt. Can we please not get into a fight right now? He thought to himself. I just want some sleep. Wolfclaw stood for a second as the scent got stronger, waiting to see who or what was approaching.
ooc: sorry if this seems a little off, I haven't roleplayed in years!
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Post by Cactusdog on Dec 11, 2017 2:21:11 GMT
Birchstrike padded through the pine forest, she passed a fallen rotting log remnants of a time when the monsters ate the trees. Today monsters were the least of the cats worries, twoleg hunters prowled in the shadows and rogues hid away. Today she was looking for exactly that, a rogue tom was trespassing he left half eaten prey out and marked their territory like it was his and even attacked a cat. From what she knew he was a white tom with ginger splotches a huge brute. She has split away from the group to cover more ground, she just hoped that no Creekclan or Pebbleclan cats stumbled upon them they'd think they were trespassing or worse they'd think Dogclan was weak. What kind of clan couldn't keep out out a single rogue? By letting this rogue remain even a moment longer she would be failing as deputy. A scent suddenly hit her nose it was a pungent smell like curdled milk. Suddenly she spotted him a tabby tom with pale green eyes, she recognized him from gatherings but she didn't know his name. She quickly ducked behind a bush hoping not to be spotted their mission was to quickly and quietly get rid of the rogue without being spotted by the other clans. Word Count: 214 Notes: Dooone Tags: syd |
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Post by syd on Dec 11, 2017 3:46:08 GMT
Wolfclaw stood still for a moment, the breeze continuing to ruffle his fur. A moment ago he was almost falling asleep, but as soon as the unfamiliar scent hit his nose, he was alert. But after waiting for a little while, nothing. He'd just make sure to mention it to the other cats he was with and another patrol would check it out later. Then, he could get some sleep.
Just as he was going to head back to the meeting spot, Wolfclaw thought he saw a flash of movement out in the distance. He was just going to ignore it and pretend it was some bird, but decided to be cautious just in case it was the source of the smell. "Hello?" he called out, craning his head to get a better look. "Anyone there? I come in peace, no worries."
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Post by Cactusdog on Dec 11, 2017 23:57:51 GMT
Birchstrike sat up and walked towards him. She eyed him up and down, admiring his sleek tabby fur. "Hello there." she said with a small smirk. Birchstrike was a somewhat manipulative cat she always flirted with toms and sometimes she-cats in order to get her way or to 'befriend' them, she didn't really know any other way to make friends. Overall she was a very attractive she-cat with her icy blue eyes, soft silver tabby fur and lithe build she was the clan sweetheart even cats from other clans would sometimes fawn over her. "I'm Birchstrike the Dogclan deputy, but you know that already don't you?" she said with a sort of coy smile. She hoped that she could divert his attention from the fact she was close to the Pebbleclan border even though Pebbleclan and Dogclan are nowhere near each other. She didn't want anyone in Pebbleclan to know what they were up to and neither Timberstar but perhaps she could seduce him and make him keep his maw shut. Word Count: 171 Notes: Here ya go Tags: syd |
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Post by syd on Dec 12, 2017 1:54:04 GMT
Wolfclaw perked up as a silver she-cat emerged from the bushes. She made her way towards him as he once again flexed his claws, just in case things went south. But thankfully, she was friendly. She greeted Wolfclaw with a smile as he tried to figure out who the cat was. He was bad with scents, but smelt a hint of Dogclan. He recognized her from the gatherings he had gone to, but that was it. "I'm Birchstrike the Dogclan deputy, but you know that already don't you?"
Ahh, that's where's she's from! Wolfclaw bowed his head respectfully, thankful she answered his question before he had a chance to embarrass himself. "Yep, totally knew that. No wonder you look so familiar." He grinned back, hoping she was into his sarcasm. "So, Birchstrike, you get stuck with a dawn patrol too?" he meowed, interested in what the beautiful she-cat was up to this early in the morning.
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Post by Cactusdog on Dec 12, 2017 2:45:04 GMT
She giggled and smiled at him with her soft doughy eyes of hers. She looked at him like he was the handsomest tom she had ever met. Birchstrike often did this and they all fell for it, she never felt for any tom anything but lust, never love or longing.
She sighed, hoping he wouldn't ask this question but then smiled her coy smile. "I heard there was some handsome tabby tom here by the name of Wolfclaw, came to see if the rumors were true. Have you seen him around?" she snickered. She had only flirted with cats from other clans a few times but if she could get one to have a crush on her or fall in love with her it would be extremely useful perhaps to get intell among other things.
To most cats Birchstrike was a sweet she-cat who was nice to everyone and a loyal and clever deputy, but Birchstrike was really just trying to survive using her beauty and charisma.
She padded past him sure to brush off on him and let her tail run along his flank, toms seemed to like this part the most where she rubbed up against them just slightly leaving their heartbeat quickened and them flushed.
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Post by syd on Dec 13, 2017 0:48:33 GMT
"Nah, I've never heard of him." Wolfclaw meowed back, continuing with his sarcasm. The first rays of light started to peek out into the sky, and Wolfclaw thought about how his patrol mates must be wondering where he was. But they'd understand that he was busy questioning the she-cat. After all, things were only just starting to get interesting with Birchstrike. He froze and she began to get closer to him, raising an eyebrow as his curiosity grew.
No! You need to get back to camp! Remember the sleep? The tom thought to himself. He's been along around enough to know when something was up. But he has also been around enough to know how to come up with an excuse as to why he was getting comfy with the deputy of another clan. He wanted to see where this was going, maybe he could get something out of it. "So you're a deputy huh? Must know some cool stuff. What's Dogclan up to these days?"
ooc: I have no idea what to do lmao my bad
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Post by Cactusdog on Dec 13, 2017 1:16:48 GMT
She purred. "How unfortunate, after I came all this way." as the sun began to peep in through the clouds. Fortunately for her the patrol wouldn't be looking for her due to the fact that they split up. "Hm? Oh yes...lot's of super top secret stuff. Like the raid we're planning on Dogclan." she said with a sly smile. It was obvious they weren't due to the fact they were so far apart and in good standing with each other. "That's why I'm here to distract you and have my patrol scout out the area..." she said with a giggle. She knew he'd likely just laugh along with her and respect that she wouldn't want to give up any information up about her clan. Maybe at the next gathering she could get some intel but she wasn't going to push her luck today, things like this were delicate and took time, even the tiniest mistake could ruin the relationship and one with a cat from another clan was a precious thing and ruining it would be bad news. When she would inevitably become leader she wanted as many ties inside other clans as possible after all it was best to keep your clan close and enemies closer.
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Post by syd on Dec 13, 2017 2:19:08 GMT
Wolfclaw was glad that Birchstrike appreciated his sense of humor. He knew a bunch of cats who were too serious sometimes. He grinned at her comments about the other clans. They were all in good standing at the moment, so he was confident she wasn't being serious as there would be no real need to start drama.
"That's why I'm here to distract you and have my patrol scout out the area..."
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Post by Cactusdog on Dec 15, 2017 18:31:22 GMT
She smiled in satisfaction. "Yes, after all who else is going to make sure the rogues are in check?" She said. "Catch you later." She said with a smirk before padding off. She would need to help find this rogue and at least tell him off. Shrewnose was one of the cats out looking for the rogue tom and if anyone was to find him he was. He was the most skilled tracker in Dogclan and often helped out with things like this. Perhaps she'd go find him and tell him the rogue wasn't where she was after all she did look everywhere over here. She quickly trotted off to go find him tasting the air for his scent. Word Count: 119 Notes: Short but whatever : P Tags: syd |
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Post by syd on Dec 16, 2017 19:16:45 GMT
"Of course. Those pesky rogues." Wolfclaw knew not all of the rogues he's come across meant bad, and just wanted to pass through without any trouble. But every so often one would stroll through and try to pick a fight with the clan cats. Thankfully it hasn't happened in a while.
"Catch you later." Wolfclaw dipped his head in respect to the she-cat as she turned to leave. "Nice talking with ya. Let's do it again some time." He smirked, standing up to head off as well. He hoped to see Birchstrike around again, whether it be a gathering or another border run in. She was interesting, and it would be smart to be in good standing with Dogclan. He headed back to the meeting spot, pondering some type of excuse while he thought about the wonderful nap he was about to take.
ooc: no problem haha
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