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I, Blinded By Silence, vote to continue the patrol fuck it, we ball

rolling for Sunseer

As the fox writhes beneath her, its near-fluid furry body bucking as it lunges after Thymeswirl. Her claws fail to latch on and she slips, landing in the scree with a thump that knocks the air out of her. Wheezing, she spends her turn getting back to her paws. Walker HP: 10 Damage: 5 per hit...

Talonfang didn't need to be told twice. Muscles tensed and released as he sprung, dagger sharp claws extended and ready to grab this tresspasser. But the rogue had the same idea, it seemed, and the two sailed passed each other with a bowl of frustration. Talonfang HP: 10 Damage: 5 per hit To...

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Sunseer was feeling very good about today. He was on the up and up again. He had a new apprentice. His deputy was giving him space to stretch his paws and his daughter was only unhappy about it if he asked. He was fine. "Mm, yes. Feels like a wonderful day for fishing," Sunseer smiled back at...

I, Blinded By Silence, am voting to chase off the enemy.

Oddly enough, Walker was also thinking about Fennelfur as she stood tall and steady as the russet beast bared its fangs at them. Those two sure had been spending a lot of time together, and, normally, there'd be this little ball of anger sitting in her belly when she thought about that. But...

If you were to ask the fluffed-up, spurs-out young tom, Talonfang, elders needed to sit down and get out of the way. They had their time in the sun, now it was his turn. Why was he hanging around Branchtail, then? Well, nosy reader, he'd tell you to shove off. He'd accepted the invitation with...

Talonfang scoffed and threw the old tom a half-grin, "Me? Nah, I did my time. And," He slipped down off the low-hanging branch and landed gracefully on his paws, "Settling down's for old folks who talk too much." His cocky half-grin grew and he threw out a deep laugh, "Now yer speakin' my...

Skysong met his purring with rumbles of her own, "Happy to hear, Nightcall must have worked very hard. Congratulations to you both." She was always happy to hear of healthy births. There was a weak spot in that stony heart of hers. Kits always seemed to weasel their way past her defenses...

Skysong flicked to movement; Dusk -- Duskpaw, rather -- had at last crawled out of bed. Once more, the grey tom would find those icy eyes of hers picking apart his ruffled appearance. Rather than comment on it, she simply nodded her head to him, returning his greeting. "Hm. Well enough, I...

"Oh yes. And Brokenstep didn't let me forget my lesson, either." She flicked her left ear, where old claw marks still left feint scars. She allowed herself a small chuckle, "I wasn't allowed to eat for three days." Skysong's eyes softened as the memory of Riverpaw and Firepaw sneaking her meals...

Skysong spent most of her time hunting by the river. It suited her best, what with her white and grey pelt. Here she could blend in better amongst the grey stones and river rock than she could in the browns and greens of the forest. Today, she was fishing. Unmoving, hardly breathing. The only...

Sunseer and Skysong had very different ideas of what 'first light' meant, the white she-cat knew this well. For her, it meant the pre-dawn moment when the sun's sleepy light yawned into the night sky, softening the horizon and summoning the first string of birdsong. The second in command would...

Sunseer nodded in Dusks general direction, a gesture that carried with it a feeling of deciciveness, of weight. The decision had been made. Skysong's tail tip seased its twitching. A slow breath fell from her. A sigh? Most likely. She held Dust's defiant gaze unblinkingly until Sunseer's laugh...

Skysong's whiskers twitched in amusement, her blue eyes bright with held-back laughter. She shakes her head and gives Siltpaw a sigh and a well-earned smile. "At least you're honest. I tried to sneak a bite of my first prey, have I ever told you that?" She admits, slipping back into her more...