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winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Feb 24, 2020 17:20:57 GMT -5
|| MINI-PLOT DESCRIPTION: Fallclan invites Dayclan and Swiftclan over to hang out, eat, drink some sparkling grape juice from fallclan's vineyard (because that's totally a thing in rl don't ya know, also it may be infused with a lil catnip oops), and talk about peace tactics and how to remain a peaceful clan c'x As this is happening, they get the idea to make a "Peace Alliance" that Glow will definitely be all for but kind of against oops. Needless to say, there may be some friendly banter, maybe not. It's however you choose your cat to react. When they are packing up and heading out, screams are heard and someone comes in yellin that a maybe swiftclan? cat got murdered. Cal is then like, "oh yeahhhh, johnnybelly, susietail, and alfieberry all got murdered too." And then they go sleuthing which leads them to a rogue gang lead by Bluejay, Glow's daughter, that has decided to seek revenge on the clans. Fallclan had been their first target because their camping grounds are near rogue territory and because they are notoriously known for being overly peaceful.
Parts to play (no need to tryout, just rp them) c:
Cats from Fallclan, Swiftclan, and Dayclan attending the picnic
Cats to support Peace Alliance idea, or hate it
SCREAMING CATS
Johnnybelly, Susietail, and Alfieberry (recently ded so you can just talk about them, also these are just pretend names c'x pls use actual clan cat names)
Swiftclan cat that gets MURDERED (literally you can just make up one and feel free to have more than one get murdered cause why not)
Sleuthing teams
Rogue cats to do the murdering and listen to Blue's every word
That's all, I think. Let the fun and games begin c; ||
Calamitystar skittered about, making sure everything was absolutely perfect as he awaited the arrival of Dayclan and Swiftclan. Placed carefully across the center of the Harvest Hall floor were several elephant ears full of some interesting purple-y-red water that he had stolen gathered from the twoleg vineyard on the edge of their territory, and there were several neat piles of sliced up prey all around and little eatable seeds and berries scattered in between. "Uh, Pumpkinpaw, could you move that..uh.. sliced squirrel over to this side. I think maybe Glowstar likes squirrel? She seems like she would like squirrel right?" He was fully aware the apprentice had probably never met the Dayclan leader, but the nerves prevented him from actually thinking that thought. They had spent all morning preparing after grieving over their clanmate's recent murder. Their teams still had yet to find the culprit, which made his skin itch a little. Hopefully there would be no wild events today...
Pumpkinpaw did as instructed, although a drop of drool may have dropped onto said squirrel. "Who doesn't like squirrel?" she replied, sweeping her gaze over the wide array of prey to choose from. This was even better than what was served at Harvest Hall normally! Oh, she couldn't wait to sink her teeth into everything. Maybe it was worth the scolding she was sure to get if she just snuck a piece of food right now...
While the leader flittered to and fro, Hystericplague was the exact opposite. The scrawny deputy stood off to the side, overlooking the preparations, looking every bit as grumpy as he normally did. He still couldn't quite figure out why they should invite other clans into their territory, especially just for this feast, but he couldn't really care less. What he did care about was how these preparations took even more time out of his day that he could be spending with his experiments, something that he already had precious little time to do now that he was no longer the medicine cat. And these recent murders? So troublesome. "Cal, why don't you just sit down for a moment," he said. "You're starting to make my head spin."
Jayjack had ventured out to find the arriving clans and escort them to the gathering place. His dark blue-gray tabby fur was formally groomed and the Aurulent looked his best, even with the white-grey shadow of age creeping across the fur of his muzzle and eyes. It was nearly peaceful without him present, but far too soon, he had returned to the clan.
"And this is Harvest Hall, where we'll be meeting. I'm sure Calamitystar will be waiting here to welcome you, though I'm afraid you have come a bit early. You may want to work on your timing, good sir," Jayjack hummed disapprovingly as he led the way into the hall. A tired-looking ginger tom was plodding at his side, immensely regretful he had ever agreed to this and relieved that they'd finally arrived. Chimerastar had been a little too eager to accept the invitation to reunite with his old deputy; their clan had been struggling recently to find prey and he was looking forward to a feast that would fill their bellies. Maybe it would ease their tensions as well.
"Calamitystar," Chim called as he spotted the tom, "I hope we haven't interrupted anything."
DayClan arrived like a firestorm, velvet soft pelts ranging from wine reds to jeweled golds to burnt shades trailed in like loose fire spinning in and out of line. They moved freely or in dramatic terms, chaotically, they had less formation than a flock of birds. Glowstar entered last, allowing the slowest in her clan to mark the pace. She sashayed across the clearing over to Calamitystar and Chimerastar, her graceful movement alone could send soft delightful shivers down any cats spine. "Pleasure to be invited, Calamitystar," a smile parted across her lips like sunlight filtering through clouds. "Have to say, my clan had trouble adjusting to the mountain conditions. It was absolutely charming watching their cute little faces determine where to step," She reflected before moving on, "I was hoping the three of us would have time to talk and possibly bond during this social gathering?"
Post by Captain Ginger Beard on Feb 26, 2020 4:08:39 GMT -5
Whitestone stood there, his pure white coat looked black in the shadow of the massive grey tom, Strongjaw, looking unimpressed with the displays of the new arrivals. "This is ridiculous." he quietly muttered to himself. "This whole idea is ridiculous." Whitestone looked up at Strongjaw and sighed deeply as a bead of drool drips down. "Yes friend, go eat, I'll go look for Greyhunt" says Whitestone with another sigh.
Strongjaw charged to the nearest food shoving whom ever gets in his way, "Soooorrrryy" He said, though clearly not meaning it. The massive grey tom loomed over any near by cats as he stuffs his face with squirrel and rabbit meat.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
2,485 posts
Post by simplylight on Feb 28, 2020 16:51:59 GMT -5
Fallclan "Ah, yes, I guess you're right." Cal responded to Hystericplague moments before Swiftclan's arrival. As soon as they appeared, escorted by Jayjack which may have been a poor choice of an escort now that he thought about it, the black leader jumped to his feet. "CHIMMMMMMMMM." The handsome tom trotted up to his former commander with a loud purr rumbling in his chest. "Er, I mean Chimerastar, it's so good to see you all! Welcome to Fallclan!" He meowed, realizing he was in front of a large group of cats. "Please, pick a spot any spot!" His tail swept towards the food piles where cats were already beginning to gather and feast as he glanced over the half-starved Swiftclan cats. To Chim, he added a little lower. "How have things been in Swiftclan?" He knew better than to ask directly about the skinniness. Before Chim could answer, Glowstar and the rest of Dayclan arrived. "HELLO GLOWSTAR." He purred brightly as if not a single bit of bickering had ever happened between them during some sort of Novaclan thing at all. "I'm so glad you all could join us! Yes, I would love to have bonding time!! Doesn't that sound wonderful, Chim?!"
Shorthalt grinned over to Whitestone and gave a flippant whisk of his paw. His eyes traveled over the several cats that filled into the area. "I think this is a marvelous idea." He purred with a wink.
Swiftclan Pygmyprawn trailed behind her clan, but her eyes darted back and forth as if she was searching for something...or someone. "MOTHER!" Caverncrystal purred loudly as the she-cat entered the clearing. Relief flooded over her as she spotted her kits and she picked her way in between the other cats to join them.
Edited Feb 28, 2020 16:52:17 GMT -5 By simplylight
Fallclan Rather unfortunately for the small apprentice, Pumpkinpaw had been about to snatch up a piece of prey and had not been able to move out of the way of the massive form of Strongjaw in time, thus resulting in her being tossed aside. Instead of being insulted about that, like a normal cat would be, she watched in shock as he scarfed down the exact piece of rabbit that she had been about to eat. "H-Hey!" she shouted, rushing to the giant's side, and launched herself at the next piece of food that he was going to grab. * With the arrival of Dayclan, all Hystericplague could do was roll his eyes, especially as he watched Glowstar approach the other leaders. He had seen the leader before during the Novaclan thing, and then again at the gathering following it, but he hadn't paid her too much mind. Now, though, that she was right in front of him, there was just something about her that rubbed him the wrong way. Although, such a thing wasn't that rare, as the deputy was prone to annoyance. Heaving a sigh, he stood up, deciding that since he was now deputy, that meant that he actually had to include himself in things. * It was as if saying her name had summoned her, for soon the lithe silver she-cat had sauntered up to Whitestone and Shorthalt. "If you ask me, it's all a little too showy for my tastes." Her gaze moved towards Glowstar, a bit of mistrust in her eyes. She had met the leader a few days prior, when Glowstar had come to confirm the invitation, and had stumbled upon a situation that she had misread. Even still, the bit of distrust she had felt then had carried over, albeit much less intense, but not entirely gone.
Swiftclan Gallantlight arrived with the rest of the clan, twitching a torn ear as his emerald gaze swept through the forms of cats. Unlike Pygmyprawn, he wasn't looking for anyone specific, instead it seemed like he was sizing up the other two clans. Swiftclan was much smaller, and much newer, and he was unsure how other cats would react to them.
Chim fought hard against a smile at the warm greeting. "I appreciate the welcome. SwiftClan is doing well," he responded reflexively, with a twinge of guilt for lying to his former deputy. Well was hardly fitting for their condition. As Glowstar arrived, he shot Cal an apologetic we can talk about it later glance and dipped his head to the she-cat. "I don't think we have much to discuss," he replied coolly, "but I suppose we'll find something." He had no desire to bond with the DayClan cats; he knew better than to disturb the Pride and he'd rather they not be here at all, but they were both guests and he wasn't about to interrupt the peace.
Hearing a loud call, he glanced over to see Pygmyprawn and her kits, and he relaxed just a bit. At least it wasn't a total disaster so far.
FALLCLAN
Wyverndelirium hung back from the crowd, unsure how welcome he'd be among his old clanmates. His brother especially wouldn't be happy to see him, they'd barely talked since the floods or really since the battle. Swallowing his apprehension, he joined Strongjaw and at the prey pile and dipped his head politely to the group of warriors. "Anything I can help with?"
DAYCLAN
Brakewings trotted into the Hall after his leader, ginger ears pricked. This was a perfect chance to talk to the other clan's medicine cats and exchange healing ideas; he wondered if Hystericplague knew any secrets his StarClan mentor hadn't told him yet. He trotted over at Glowstar's heel to greet the other clan's staff. "Hey, Hystericplague," he greeted brightly, "do you have any new growth for newleaf yet?"
"Yes, I would love to have bonding time!! Doesn't that sound wonderful, Chim?!"
She broke into a laughter that was as sweet as chimes, "You're too sweet!" She purred at Calamitystar's enthusiastic greeting before turning to look at Chimerastar for what he thought.
"I don't think we have much to discuss,"
"Oh, okay," Glowstar said nonchalantly, "No worries, I can go ask that guy with the pure white fur how he keeps his fur so polished. I mean LOOK AT HIM," She said gesturing to Whitestone, "He's magnificent. How does he DO IT? Does he even know he's majestic, someone should tell him," Glowstar shrugged before a heroic moment hit her, "I should tell him."
With that Glowstar sashayed over to Whitestone, "Hey, your fur, it's incredibly clean, cleaner than I've ever seen anyone's fur. Like, I bet you I could stare into it and see my reflection, that's impressive. Anyways I just want to say you look hella majestic, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Also my names Glowstar, honor to meet someone with silky clean fur, anyways I'm going to be by the buffet, just wanted to tell you that you're awesome."
Lilacpaw had been hoping to meet other apprentices, but so far there were none that she could find. No matter, she could engage in adult conversation. She headed over to Gallantlight before spying out Pumpkinpaw and in her mind thanked StarClan that she didn't have to talk vigorously about politics just yet. She wanted to be ready, but she just wasn't up with the current news this moon! Her orange tabby body sat down next to Pumpkinpaw casually like she was just sitting next to him to grab something to eat while her mind wandered for something to say before finding a relatable topic, "Man, the whole NovaClan fight thing, what a drag those Shadow Era cats were. I can't believe some clans never even reprimanded the traitors," She scoffed. Nothing like bonding over a common hatred, after all.
SWIFTCLAN
Zephyrglade headed over to Wyverndelirium and Ironjaw, "Hey, I don't want to be that guy, but do you have any rats? I'm allergic to woodland mice."
'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on Mar 4, 2020 21:43:38 GMT -5
FALLCLAN lavellan Just as Hystericplague began to move towards the other leaders, Palestep, lost in the flush of unknown scents, voices, and pelts, bumped into him. Hard. Her head knocked against his and she couldn't swallow the yelp of pain as an instant headache began to pound in her head. This was the very reason she didn't go to gatherings. Too many cats, too hard to see, and too difficult to explain her vision to every cat she met. Frustration turned to embarrassment, and her milky olive eyes began to fill with tears.
I'm too old to be crying, she thought to herself as her frustration grew, trying to dash the tears away. Sniffing, she raised herself back up and ignored the heat radiating from the growing bump on her head. They were the hosts here and she should make sure to apologize to whoever she just rammed. Surely they were likely in as much pain as she. "I'm very sorry," she mewed, her soft voice almost lost in the crowd. "I didn't see you there. Are you hurt?" SWIFTCLAN Heathersong couldn't contain her joy. Sunlight seemed to shine from her beaming face as her eyes flitted around, trying to gobble everything up with her gaze as hungrily as a cat starving. It had been moons since she had returned home to her birthclan, and though she was a proud member of SwiftClan now, she couldn't deny the wistfulness she felt for her old home. She didn't like being away from her kits for too long, but they had grown strong since she found them and they would only be gone a day or so. It couldn't hurt anything...right?
