Post by waspcloud on Oct 9, 2021 12:48:45 GMT -5wasp ☼ cloud sunclan warrior - i don't bite unless you ask nicely - It was the weather keeping her here. She knew it really wasn't the wisest idea to be out so far from camp on her own, but after the festival, the warrior was well aware that she could handle herself. Really. It was the weather keeping her around, the soft, creeping warmth of the sunlight through her tawny pelt. The deep red marks that scored her body, from her throat to the tip of her tail, lost themselves in the heat. The molly stretched out on the banks of the river that separated herself from the MoonClan territory, enjoying the peace and quiet of the day. The Northern Bridge was on the far end of her eyesight, on either side of her rest the Sunkissed Hill and the forest that shielded MoonClan from her piercing yellow gaze. Waspcloud allowed her skull to roll to the side, studying the line of trees carefully, as if trying to get the leaves to whisper secrets to her. She was curious, of course, but her limited interactions with MoonClanners left her content with not knowing. On one paw, she had Orchidsea, the mother of her brother's kits, who she knew to be a truly awful feline to the bone. On the other paw, she had Soothawk. She couldn't recall ever having more sexual tension between her and a tom than she had had with him. The thought of having those sorts of interactions with a MoonClan cat of all things made her stomach curl, but in the same token... well, she liked it. Waspcloud could admit that to herself. Only to herself. She rolled back over, moving her torso from primarily on her back to on her flank, her striped back now facing towards the rival territory, leaving the small stream that sliced through the land to be her only defense. The molly stretched her toes out, legs pulling away from her body and towards the rest of her home, before pulling back and shifting deeper into the banks of the river, as if this was the perfect spot for a nap. Waspcloud did find it very comforting, the soft dribble of the creek drowning out the rest of her intrusive thoughts while the rays of the sun kept her body comfortable. It was certainly more peaceful than the buzzing of camp. She was finally to the point where she did not mind missing any 'action' so to speak. Waspcloud figured any big happenings within the Clan would surely make its way to her ears one way or another. She needn't worry about being there for everything, after all, many of the warrior tended to annoy her with their gossip anyways. Camp was especially not as enjoyable without the presence of her brother. If she was being truthful, maybe that was part of what drove her to rest not even outside of camp, but really at the very edge of the territory as a whole. Here, it was quiet, but maybe another part of her hoped a certain tom would find his way to her. Since the death of her only sibling, she would be lying if she claimed to not feel so numb all the time. Even if he was from her rivaling Clan, the spark of life she got from the sparring sure had kept her mind buzzing. It wasn't written in the stars, for sure, but the she-cat still sought out some fun in life. Who could blame her for that? template by punki of adoxography
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Post by soothawk on Oct 11, 2021 12:04:44 GMT -5
 | if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you Soothawk of Moonclan |
Wind tussled the grass and leaves, which were just beginning to brown as autumn closed in on the land. The sun was out, warming the sun-kissed hill of Helios's land and sending thin shafts through the trees of Moonclan's woods. It's getting colder, he noted quietly as he slipped through the trees on near-silent paws, practically invisible among the shadows of the forest he called home. He knew he shouldn't be wandering alone, especially when his leg had yet to fully heal, but sometimes a quiet hunt through the woods was exactly what someone needed. Besides, nobody would complain about the plump thrush he carried- except maybe his sister, but that couldn't be helped.
Emerald-green and sky-blue eyes flashed as he paused near the treeline, gazing out at the bright lands of Sunclan territory. His thoughts wandered freely, and he wondered what ever came of the clever she-cat who'd bested him in sparring. She'd been striking and clever, her fighting excellent compared to his own bumbling about- something he'd admit freely, knowing his own talents lay elsewhere. Of course, she hadn't made it in the end either. How an apprentice had bested them all, he had no clue, but there was little doubt the young tom was talented.
How lucky to be naturally gifted, where others spent hours trying to learn.
With a soft snort, he turned to melt back into the woods, when a familiar scent drifted across the stream. His ears pricked with open interest, and he lingered, searching for its source. A flash of movement caught his attention, and a grin settled across his muzzle as he watched the she-cat stretch luxuriously before rolling over, her back to him. His paws carried him out of the treeline almost unconsciously, stepping into the sunlit grass that bordered the small, bubbling creek with practiced silence.
"Enjoying the sunshine, sweetheart?" he hummed from behind her, his thrush plopping to the ground at his paws. Mismatched eyes danced with laughter as he called out. "Careful now! I've got plenty of clanmates who wouldn't be quite so pleased to find a Sunclanner so close to their border."
Emerald-green and sky-blue eyes flashed as he paused near the treeline, gazing out at the bright lands of Sunclan territory. His thoughts wandered freely, and he wondered what ever came of the clever she-cat who'd bested him in sparring. She'd been striking and clever, her fighting excellent compared to his own bumbling about- something he'd admit freely, knowing his own talents lay elsewhere. Of course, she hadn't made it in the end either. How an apprentice had bested them all, he had no clue, but there was little doubt the young tom was talented.
How lucky to be naturally gifted, where others spent hours trying to learn.
With a soft snort, he turned to melt back into the woods, when a familiar scent drifted across the stream. His ears pricked with open interest, and he lingered, searching for its source. A flash of movement caught his attention, and a grin settled across his muzzle as he watched the she-cat stretch luxuriously before rolling over, her back to him. His paws carried him out of the treeline almost unconsciously, stepping into the sunlit grass that bordered the small, bubbling creek with practiced silence.
"Enjoying the sunshine, sweetheart?" he hummed from behind her, his thrush plopping to the ground at his paws. Mismatched eyes danced with laughter as he called out. "Careful now! I've got plenty of clanmates who wouldn't be quite so pleased to find a Sunclanner so close to their border."