The future's in your paws. Shape it well.Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
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I wish I could go back in time; not to change anything, but to feel a few things twice.
Juniperpaw slipped out of Camp, her newly-woven flower crown secured on her head, and a string of flowers falling down her neck. Though she didn't particularly enjoy showing her creations to too many cats at once, she did enjoy admiring them on herself or others. Sure, it was a bit vain, but it was her creation, pieces she had spent a long time gathering the materials for and weaving together into one beautiful piece. Why couldn't she be proud of the end product, especially when it looked so pretty?
It was day, and the rest of Camp was in slumber. She had slipped out from the back of Camp, without the Day Guards spotting her. She didn't want them to, not today. Her crown was a thick, dark green ring with dark-coloured purple flowers sprouting, framed with smaller sky-blue daisies, the little yellow centers of the daisies standing out like small suns from her black fur. A mixture of white, yellow and pink petals were weaved into ivy vines, and was draped down her neck. Sleek feathers were tucked carefully into her thick tail, and small petals were woven into her fur like stars. A pair of dark red holly berries hung from her right ear, adorned with a large, flat leaf. She thought she looked beautiful. If only ShadowClan's water bodies weren't so muddy, she would be able to see her art in all their glory. As she headed for the border, where surely clearer waters would be, she couldn't help but fan her tail and puff out her chest. The light reflected off her pieces, shining hues of pale pink and blues onto her fur.
She reached the border, and found a small puddle. The small she-cat, usually so meek, turned slowly around the edge of the pond, starring into the reflection and smiling at the cat that looked back, adorned with the most beautiful art pieces she had ever seen. Not that any pieces she saw weren't her. The other cats hated art, for some reason, and she wasn't all that keen to share either. They belonged to her, and the cats she cared about. Cats like Quillsplash and Swiftheart and Hollowgrove and Sablestrike and Willowpaw. They deserved flower crowns and feathers in their tails.
As she was looking into the puddle, a sudden noise snapped her attention to the border. What was that? Gone was the brief vanity that had clouded her gaze before, instead a look of fear washed over her. As she always was. Juniperpaw took a step back, then another, eyes fixed on the cat now approaching her. StarClan, was she in trouble again?
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Quillsplash | Bird / Tom / ShadowClan T5 Warrior / #802318 Leopardwind / Tom / WindClan T4 Warrior / #cc9900 Milkkit / Tom / RiverClan Kit / #dbc6ad
Characters : [C]indersky, [W]olfpaw [D]aytrader, [R]yepaw Clan/Rank : RiverClan, T4 Deputy | ShadowClan, Apprentice| T1 Loner | WindClan Apprentice Number of posts : 543 Gender : They/She Age : 20
Subject: Re: New Client[C] Sun 11 Aug 2024 - 15:55
Daytrader
I'd rather die my way...
Daytrader had been a-wandr'ing, tippy-toe-tippy-tap, wherever her whims carried her. The marshy place was possibly her least favourite, but me-oh-my did it have some delightful little trinkets. The River had smooth colourful stones, the Moors... Were boring. The Marsh had everything. Bones. Teeth. Not-Claws-Not-Attached-To-A-Cat, and shiny (fork). But the Marsh had given her another beautiful, delightful little thing... And oh, did she not hesitate to bound over, Not-Leaf held tight in her jaws.
"Yoo-hoo!" She called, muffled somewhat by the fabric of her Not-Leaf, but this little kitty certainly had the lungs to carry. She came to a graceful yet flambouyant halt, releasing her package from her jaws in the dryest part she could and leaned over the little she-cat. She tipped her nose to the crown upon her head, then leaned down and around-- Around, inspecting, scrutinising, and then lowered so that she was eye-level with her.
"Little thing," She purred. "Oh how I must have your flower-contraption. How much for it? I have whats-it's, doodads, anything you could possibly wish and I could certainly get more! Goodness, I must have it.."
Subject: Re: New Client[C] Sun 11 Aug 2024 - 21:53
I wish I could go back in time; not to change anything, but to feel a few things twice.
The cat was a large, bright tabby, with a pelt of ginger flame and sparkling yellow eyes that seemed to inspect every tuft of her fur. Juniperpaw took a step back, unsure of how to react to this stranger that was now well within ShadowClan's territory, carrying with her trinkets she had never seen before, and offering her names she could not place to objects in exchange for her flowers. She was, well, flattered that the she-cat thought her art pieces were desirable, but what in the name of StarClan was a doodad...?
Once the stranger had settled down-- quite gracefully, might the apprentice might add, her fluffy tail falling in like a feather behind her-- and was eye-level with her, Juniperpaw finally came to her senses. StarClan, there was a rogue in her territory! She all but jumped back, nervous gaze darting to the border and back to the rogue. What- what should she do? She didn't want to fight-- couldn't fight much, actually-- but there was no way she'd be able to allow this cat to linger within the territory without getting punished by her clanmates later.
"Oh, my uh- my art?" She squeaked, gaze still wandering everywhere in her state of panic. "I- uh- how about we leave the marsh for a bit, so that you can see it properly? It looks much better under the clear moonlight, I promise you! And I'm sure you have your- uh- wears to display properly as well, and it would be a real pity if they got dirty in the mud, wouldn't it?"
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Quillsplash | Bird / Tom / ShadowClan T5 Warrior / #802318 Leopardwind / Tom / WindClan T4 Warrior / #cc9900 Milkkit / Tom / RiverClan Kit / #dbc6ad
Characters : [C]indersky, [W]olfpaw [D]aytrader, [R]yepaw Clan/Rank : RiverClan, T4 Deputy | ShadowClan, Apprentice| T1 Loner | WindClan Apprentice Number of posts : 543 Gender : They/She Age : 20
Subject: Re: New Client[C] Thu 22 Aug 2024 - 7:14
Daytrader
I'd rather die my way...
Wide, intense eyes softened at her suggestion. She swung her head over her shoulder to look to the bracken, reed parting. She murmured something, or a numerous somethings, and looked back. "Oh, of course! The mud in this place is dastardly, I don't know how you can stand it. But, mercy me, it is infinitely better than sand. I wouldn't go back to that windy, cold, sand-ridden place even if it killed me. Come, come--"
She skirted around Juniperpaw, giving a rough shove to the back of her to get her moving. She picked up her Not-Leaf as she trotted past her, making her way up and across to the border. She knew it was there. Didn't really care to much. She kept her eyes on Juniperpaw as they walked, at expense of her sure-footing, but she was not letting a catch like that slip from her paws.
She twisted on her paws again once she was across and set down her pack. With a nudge of her snout and pull of her claws, she tossed the flap aside to reveal countless... Whatever-they-weres. "Take your pick, that thing on your head is priceless. Three big things, two small doodats? Or five small, or four big. Oh, wouldn't you look at this! I have no idea what it is, but I've seen twolegs kits running about with them and they spin!" She pulled out something like a flower with shiny, colourful petals and a rigid metal stem that, when she whirled on her paws with it in her maw, began to spin (pinwheel).
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