camp LOST IN A SEA OF HANDS = [ nerves / open / rta ]

[horizonthroat]

He's staring at the water.

Frozen water crisps at the banks of Riverclan, yet it doesn't freeze- not yet, he thinks, maybe the height of leafbare hasn't found them. Yet, he finds his skin prickles anyways with the chill of the air, he feels his short fur betray him for the coolest season of the year. An ear twitches backwards at anyone who approaches, but he doesn't look, not yet. In the last twelve months- he must catalogue. Put things together like a book, mull over them. His birth, the moons following of growing and aging and then training. The Red Water Rogues, the tales of a deadly sickness and a great journey... then what was recent, yes?

The fire, the way the smog still seems to sit heavy in his lungs. The way that the sun touches the horizon mimicking that of the eclipse. The moor fire. The taking of Sunningrocks and subsequent deaths. Finally does Horizonpaw turn his head, deep greens finding whoever had called his name or stared at him or- anything. He dips his head, ever the first to take the road of being quiet before turning back to the almost-frozen edges of the water.

His ears press backwards now, a paw moving to touch the icy cold, letting it ground him briefly. And now he must think of the future- of what meeting his mother was about to call. For all the jealousy that had sat in his heart towards his sister, his prodigy sister, it still terrified him. He wouldn't be able to hold onto Salmonshade's tail. He'd have to think and make decision on his own, and sure, his assessment had gone fine and all, but still, it felt like his heart was growing paws and attempting to claw it's way out of his throat.

Instead of spilling his guts, he speaks- ".. Y' think that newleaf will be better?" His voice feels odd, from hours of unuse, to suddenly volunteer himself like this? He cringes inwardly, withdrawing his paw from the water.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── DONT NEED YOUR NAME ⋅❁⋅ I NEED YOUR HEART ──┐‎

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  // feel free to be the cat he's speaking to!

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• HORIZONPAW he/him, apprentice of riverclan, twelve moons.
  ⭃ SH blue tabby with low white and deep green eyes. he is gangly, with long limbs and a longer tail that give him the illusion of being tall despite being average height otherwise. looks on with slightly anxious but normally happy expressions
  ⭃ mentored by salmonshade / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after no one / / littermate to twinklepaw, eveningpaw, and snowflakekit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[TIGERSPLASH.]

two full cycles of the seasons had passed, and tigersplash was quite sure that leafbare was her least favorite of them all -- a sentiment likely echoed by most of her clanmates. she was glad that the waters hadn't yet frozen, and perhaps they would be blessed by a mild leafbare that didn't steal the water from them. then again, nothing about the season seemed mild, with everything that had happened so far.

tigersplash was at least grateful that her thick pelt provided some insulation, but even she could feel the biting frost -- she's sympathetic to horizonpaw and his shorthaired pelt as she pads over, noticing the tabby's anxious gaze into the water as she purrs a greeting. being an apprentice is difficult, and being an apprentice in these times even more so. she doesn't pry, though, letting the apprentice initiate if he wanted to talk.

".. Y' think that newleaf will be better?"

the warrior's ears twitched sympathetically. "it'll certainly be warmer, at any rate," she says, tone light as she dips her own paw into the swirling depths before them, letting it brush against the bank before pulling it back. warm enough so that she could swim again soon, she hopes. "the changing moons will always bring other changes with them, but we'll persevere -- we always have," she adds, smiling encouragingly at the tom.

｡:ﾟ.°✧ DONT SUGARCOAT ME BABY

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• TIGERSPLASH (she/her/any) is a 26 moon old riverclan warrior with longhair chocolate/cinnamon fur with high white and amber eyes. she is the gen1 daughter of redfur and dawnflower.
  
  TAGS. penned by riyue. dm me on discord (xriyue) for plots.​

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[lichenstar]

✦˚.✧˚✧˚✦˚ ✧ ˚✧˚✦˚✦.˚✧

CLAIM THE BURIAL I SEEK IN DREAMS FLOWING RIVER CEMETARY ✧

• He was far too little to remember his first winter... freshly born amongst powdery snowfall. This time of year has a new habit... one that makes her heart drag with remorse... or maybe it's nostalgia for a time when she was nervous and excited in equal measure. Before they'd been born, when the possibilities felt endless. When Smokestar was still around to nag at her for being stupid.
  
  At least there are others who still hold onto hope even in times of despair... Tigersplash sidles up next to her son with a gentle smile and a promise for better. A promise of survival... and really that is anyone can hope to ask for. She does not linger too close, not wishing to overstep her place as an observer- but still the nagging want to be amongst them like she were not a leader pushes her to add her piece.
  
  "You were... so tiny... last leaf-bare," she comments, drawing nearer to Horizonpaw as he flicks his paw out of the frigid water. "I spent all... my waking hours... hunting for your mother." Much to Hazecloud's dismay, she might add. "We were not... bountiful of prey then... either.. the river was almost... completely frozen." It is far tamer this year, even if it does not ease the lack of food they currently contend with.
  
  "But we survived... And we will... survive again."
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[BEEFANG]

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ — It seemed they only had misfortune after misfortune when it came to Riverclan trying to survive through leaf-bare, Starclan surely is testing their resilience this year as well. Beefang would've expected it to be a little easier on them given that they had won Sunningrocks from Thunderclan but that didn't seem to be the case and the sight of ribs or sound of growling bellies only causes her whiskers to twitch in annoyed manner. She listens to Lichenstar recall when Horizonpaw had been so much smaller and Beefang had knew him by a different name around that time, her lone eye focuses on Tigersplash and the blue toned leader.

They had survived before and they would survive again that itself is the truth but why did they have to suffer while codebreaking cats like Thunderclanners not only fattened themselves up on their own prey plus that of Skyclan's. Starclan should punish Thunderclan for their greed and the constant breaking of the code, they continued to spit on whatever memory was left of Chilledstar and their ancestors that rest above in their celestial plane. "Once newleaf arrives, we'll thrive once again on the plump fish within the rivers." Beefang adds onto the conversation and allows a small nod of her helm, she rests on the cool ground trying not to let the cold snip at her too much but it proves difficult since she doesn't really have a plush coat.

DROWN IN YOUR SORROW AND FEARS ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ CHOKE ON YOUR BLOOD AND YOUR TEARS

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  WARRIOR SKILLSET;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ HUNTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ TRACKING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ COMBAT
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STEALTH
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ STRATEGY
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ SWIMMING
  — ✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ CLIMBING
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  ✦ a shorthaired black smoke molly w/low white and a singular amber eye
  ✦ oftentimes comes off as untrusting of those around her, closed off, and not the easiest to engage in conversation with, she's not easy to befriend. distrusting of outsiders and will snap at you if y/c walks up to her on her blind side. all her opinions are IC only.
  ✦ 18 moons old; ages the 10th every month
  ✦ asexual homoromantic; mated to moonbeam
  ✦ currently mentoring... roepaw ; formerly mentored by smokestar
  ✦ firstborn daughter of cicadastar and smokestar
  ✦ sister of cicadaflight and loveburn
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[hazecloud]

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It is such a hopeful want for the tides to turn in their favor. A naivety that she had been ripped from quickly and perhaps, it is a sad sight to see her little one also lose that childish sense in him. Try as they might, it was an impossible feat to fill every belly to it's fullest when the ground lay in frost and prey burrowed underground. RiverClan especially had it's trials and tribulations with hardly a single breathe in between.

Her position as deputy was strenuous in more ways than just fleeting appetite. She didn't wish the role on anyone, truly, and found it even less fitting for a mateship. Having to watch Lichenstar tumble in and out of death so many times and then sit, watch, and wait for her to do the same... It was daunting. It felt impossible, and given the record Smokestar had led them she would not see herself continue this wretched cycle. Another sorry soul could continue the suffering of power, and how fitting for it to be Snakeblink.

"Newleaf always brings rejoice to us wild cats." Hazecloud smiled as she passed Lichenstar to nudge her muzzle up against Horizonthroat's chin. "The fish get fat in the river and this time we will have sunningrocks to bask in our glorious success!" The waters would be tolerable again, most importantly. She missed more than anything being able to dive right into the depths with her kin and race the surface.

✿ ———— I'll be your regular mama ✿ ————— And I'll put that gun away

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  Hazecloud
  —⊰⋅ Warrior of RiverClan
  —⊰⋅ She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ LH blue smoke with green eyes.
  

 

[bubbleburst]

〔✦〕It saddens Bubble to see her clanmates so hungry, cold, and miserable. This leafbare has been hard on RiverClan. The last one had not been easy either- Bubble had just been an apprentice then- but it had at least been possible to make a good catch. It had been a good one too, and Bubble had taken it as a sign from StarClan that despite her delays in training she was meant to be a warrior after all. Perhaps in some ways she had just been too excited and optimistic to notice all the struggles; shielded in some way by her mentor and age. But Bubble has always been the optimist.

And thus, as the optimist, she comes alongside Beefang with a sympathetic smile. The others here have already been encouraging enough towards Horizonpaw's dismay. She joins them with a nod and a smile: "StarClan always blesses us in newleaf. The river teems with life for us to provide for our friends and family." Perhaps always is a bit hyperbolic. Bubble has legitimately only been present for two newleaf seasons, and there's no way of knowing whether or not there will be a long leafbare or a late snowstorm. Still, the silver molly feels the need to join the chorus of encouragement as best as she can.

"You'll see," she adds, straightening up and letting a glimmer of hope enter her eye "We will be rewarded for our resilience and hardiness with fat fish and warm air."

sucker love, a box i choose ( no other box i choose to use ) !!

• ooc.
• BUBBLEBURST —— warrior of riverclan , mentoring twinklepaw . mudjaw x breezeflower . littermate to swanpaw ✦ penned by carat
  ✦ she/her / 16 moons & ages every 13th
  ✦ single / bisexual / open to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— not a strong fighter, often prefers diplomacy and strategy over strength and battle skills
  
  ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a mediumhaired silver marbled tabby with moderate white and blue eyes

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