MOON 1 - hi, god's here
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Moon 0 Part 3
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moon 1
Sunchill's pelt has been torn by branches.
The light-footed tom carefully squeezed past the shrubs, gritting his teeth as sharp branches caught onto his fur. Maybe he shouldn't have taken that shortcut.
Willowpaw surprises Lightkit with something nice.
The ginger molly made her way into the nursery, a bundle of flowers between her fangs. She was immediately greeted by a silent stare from Lightkit.
"Hey, Lightkit. I wanted to give you this." She spoke softly as she set the colorful plants at the small tom's paws. All she got in response was a small squeak as Lightkit dragged the flowers to his nest one by one.
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MOON 3 (part 1) - yeah i dropped 2 moons and dipped for over a month. whoops
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Moon 2 - nothing happens. I let my characters use their paws like hands if I think it's funny enough
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MOON 1
Previous / Next
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Moon 0 (Prologue)
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MOON 2
Previous / Next
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Moon 2
Moon 1 | Moon 3
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Moon 1
Moon 0 Pt. 4 | Moon 2
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Moon 0 Part 4 - End of Prologue
<;- Part 3 | Moon 1 ->
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Moon 0 - Part 2
CW: Blood, Gore, Animal Death
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Moon 0 - Part 1
CW: Blood, Gore
Pythonback twitches and shifts in his nest, one the young warrior has had for moons now but still feels foreign and stiff to him. Unable to sleep, the spindly tom gazes lazily out the entrance to the Warriors den as he has for hours, watching the moon's slow trek across the deep, twinkling sky and musing about how cold and barren the camp looks during the night. His father, Echoglare slept soundly a pace behind him, but he could hear Fennelpeak moving in his nest, the russet-furred deputy has been under a lot of stress recently and Pythonback felt a pang of sympathy for the overworked tom.
Amber eyes dart again to the clearing where a familiar pelt stalked into camp. With a few bleary blinks Pythonback recognized Jumpfang's sandy dappled pelt as he made his way to the apprentice's den. The young warrior's eyes narrowed in confusion; What could Jumpfang need from Buzzardpaw at this hour? He wondered speculatively. Maybe a night hunting lesson? The older warrior was known to be stuffy and strict with his training regiments, so it wasn't completely out of the blue. What was stranger though, was the tom exiting and all three smaller forms of LeapClan's apprentices following behind him. From the distance it was hard to tell, but from the puffed pelts and anxious glances around camp, the apprentices seemed scared of something.
At this Pythonback stood, trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake the warriors around him, and padded out of the den. As he breached the archway into the clearing Jumpfang's gaze met his, and the toms ears briefly fell flat against his head before flicking back upwards alertly.
"Jumpfang.. What's happening?" Pythonback asked as he approached. The older tom glanced behind him into the warriors den then met Pythonback's gaze, hissing out a quick hush. He seemed irritated, which was only accentuated by his rapidly flicking tail.
Jumpfang grumbled as his gaze flicked from the cream warrior to the trio of apprentices and then back. "Pythonback, you need to take the apprentices deep into the territory, now. Quickly, go." He shoved the apprentices towards him with his tail and narrowed his eyes at Pythonback expectantly.
Pythonback froze momentarily, taking in the urgency in Jumpfang's tone before nodding and ushering the apprentices towards him. This is how I can prove myself, I'll keep them safe from… From whatever is happening.
As the group of four rushed out of camp through a rear exit, Pythonback spared a final glance to Jumpfang, who hadn't yet moved, staring the group down as they left. It sent a prickle down Pythonback's spine as he again turned and fled camp with the apprentices.
It wasn't long after the small group fled camp that yowls of alarm rang in the distance, and not long after that yowls of fear and pain. Pythonback's stomach flipped on itself but he pressed forward, keeping the apprentices in front of him to catch them when they stumbled or tripped. Finally, deep into the territory as Jumpfang instructed, the group came to a slow stop. The cries were so distant they were barely perceivable, and after a minute halted altogether. The trio of apprentices collapsed in a heap, curling against each other. Lilacpaw pressed into her brother, Bluepaw, comfortingly as he curled into a ball, the younger Buzzardpaw doing the same against Lilacpaw's flank. Pythonback hesitated as he glanced around, Should I go back? I think they're safe here… The tom hunched over and eased his labored breathing. Yes, I'll… I'll go back and help. Just need to catch my breath.
In the commotion of everyone settling, the nearing thrum of pawsteps goes unnoticed.
Part 2
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moon 3
Sunchill has gotten heat stroke.
Milkweedleaf leapt from a rock, but didn't land quite right.
Sunchill confessed his love to Snapstar, but got rejected.
"Hello, Snapstar." The patched tom greeted as he sat next to her by a nearby stream. Snapstar quickly looked back to greet him back. "Oh. Hello, Sunchill."
"What are you doing out here so late at night?" Sunchill questioned with a soft smile. Snapstar wasn't quite sure how to answer. "I'm not sure. Just.. thinking." Sunchill was sick, was was he doing out here?
Sunchill gave a nod in return. He seemed to be endlessly gazing at the leader. "You look quite divine tonight." He complimented. Snapstar gave a rather surprised look in return. "Thank.. you?" She replied hesitantly. Sunchill didn't compliment her quite often, so it was strange receiving that from him.
Sunchill sighed before speaking again. "Snapstar.. We founded this clan. Laurelclan. And every single step of the way, I've.. I've just been so proud of you." His breath was shaky. He'd likely regret these words.. "I love you, Snapstar."
Snapstar took a breath in, awkwardly looking to the side. "Oh, uh, Sunchill.." Goodness.. "I'm not sure I'm ready. I'm far too busy. I have a clan to lead, I just don't think I can take on a mate. Not yet. "
Willowbramble tossed a snake out of camp before it could hurt anyone.
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moon 2
Willowpaw is now a warrior
Standing above the tall stones known as the mountainstones, Snapstar took a deep breath before calling her clan. "All cats of Laurelclan, gather around the Mountainstones for a clan meeting!" She called.
Her eyes focused on Willowpaw, who was sitting directly in the middle. It seems the apprentice knew exactly why this meeting was called.
"I, Snapstar, leader of Laurelclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend you to her as a warrior in her turn.
Willowpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your life?"
Teal eyes glimmering, Willowpaw gave a swift response. "I do."
The leader gave a nod, staring down at the golden molly. "Then by the powers of Starclan, I grant you your warrior name.
From this day on, you shall be known as Willowbramble. The clan honors you for your kindness, charisma, and your amazing ability to teach. "
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