MY LOVE IN PARADISE ✦ RELOCATION

[BEEFANG]

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ — It felt wrong to leave her home once more but she can only hope that things return the way that they were before the heavy downpour and rising of the river, a frown tugging at the sides of her mouth as she tries to focus on all of those that are present. She had only heard stories of the flooding two seasons ago but she never imagined to experience it herself and for a heartbeat, the lead warrior stands there not knowing what to do but shuts her eye with frustration. What would dad do in this situation? She thinks quietly to herself only to let out a low breath escape her jaws before parting them to speak as loud as she could to get the attention of her clanmates "Riverclan, gather around for patrols." Her eye glances briefly to their surroundings noting how some of the dens seem worn or in bad shape due to having not used this second camp for two seasons now and Beefang turns her eye to those that were willingly enough to lend their attention to her, the black smoke turns to the freckled molly that seems too close to Midnightash for her liking "Splashdance, you'll be taking Willowroot, Ravendusk, and Lakemoon to search for moss and other resources that we can use for nests or sturdying the dens." A respectful dip of her helm is cast towards the older she-cats as she straightens her posture and hopefully, both older warriors wouldn't find it weird that they're being ordered by someone much younger than them.

She can't help but think of the water slipping into the medicine den and her heart tightens at the thought of the entire camp being swept away by the water but she tries not to dwell on these thoughts as she snaps her gaze towards the next cat, her ears angled forward as she instructs "Hawkcloud, I want you to lead a hunting patrol. We need the food after losing everything. I'd like you to take Swirldance, Driftwood, and Turtledove with you." Her feathery tail sweeps behind her as she regards Foxtail's littermate with a curt nod then catches the eye of Turtledove briefly and offers a ghost of a smile that vanishes as soon as it came. She can't linger on them for that long knowing that she would need to assign another group another task to reassure that their stay in Beech Copse is comfortable enough for all of those here especially the queens, kits, and elders.

Her molten gaze settles onto a familiar blue pelt as she regards him with a warmth that isn't normally extended to anyone but her kin and mate, Beefang takes a step forward "Pebbletail... I want you and your group to begin repairs on the dens here. You'll have Otterbite, Loveburn, Midnightash, and Bubbleburst with you." The lead warrior glances to where the queens are with their little ones and nods in their direction, "It's best to start as soon as possible, we don't want anyone to start getting sick." The white streaked moggy flicks his shoulder with her tail knowing that he wouldn't have any issues with the task that's been given to him though she knows that the cats put on his group were a rather unruly bunch, she sends a sharp glare in the direction of Otterbite and Midnightash hoping that those two would cooperate. Hopefully, they wouldn't give Pebbletail a lot of trouble or she'd have to get involved to make sure things go smoothly.

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

• ooc — moss/resources patrol led by @splashdance and her group is @willowroot (@Echopaw~ ) @RAVENDUSK and @LAKEMOON (@Graypaw)
  hunting patrol led by @Hawkcloud and her group is @swirldance ✶ @Driftwood and @Turtledove
  den repairs led by @pebbletail and his group is @otterbite (@Jaggedpaw & @Foxpaw!) @LOVEBURN @MIDNIGHTASH @bubbleburst

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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.
  ✦ 14 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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[splashdance]

"... I just don't understand -" Splashdance grits her teeth as she holds her usually soft blue gaze to Midnightash, eyebrows pinched and furrowed. The entire trek to the copse has been filled with a hushed argument, yet neither she-cat broke from the other's shoulder. Her pelt, normally wispy and curled, lays flat against her bulky frame due to the dastardly tides. They've since left behind the flooding, and yet still she feels as if it'll take seasons for her pelt to properly dry. Her maw opens to continue the tense conversation, yet a single gold eye catches her attention and summons her name.

A patrol. One for resources, sure, but one headed by her... and not dictated by the cats that have already instated their trust in her. By Beefang, of all mollies. There's a newfound relief, sudden as it crashes into her no different than the waters did. "Alright!" Splashdance chirps without thinking, standing to her paws. She'll have time with Lakemoon and Graypaw again, too. She tries to not dwell on the fact that she's younger than the parade she's to conduct - just as much as she tries to kick dirt over the argument she'd been in.

"We'll talk later, Mid," she murmurs sideways to her nestmate. Wavering for a moment, she leans forward, touching her nose to the other's russet forehead before tilting away. "We're heading out immediately, guys -" Splashdance rounds up her patrol with hopefully very little issue, "We'll be back before sun-down," hopefully.​

 

[MIDNIGHTASH]

જ➶ Stronge muscles ripple and shift beneath her sunkissed pelt made easier to take note of considering her fur is plastered to her form. Her maw twists into what can only be perceived as a frown as she looks at Splashdance with her vivid amber orbs. "Of course you don't but it's literally not that complicated." The woman manages to hiss back before she finally shakes her head. After all that swimmming she can feel the tiredness in her limbs. Especially having to help and drag some of her clanmates. But she knows that she would do it again and again. There is some worry in her movements about those missing, though the worry is placed with those that can swim really. They need to pass on their knowledge of the river and it's unbending whims. The molly forces herself to relax then as she tilts her head up, ears pulling back slightly.

Beefang gives Splash a patrol to lead and she doesn't know why that makes her gut twist. The feeling plunges deep and she breathes out slowly to ease it. Of course it'll be fine. Her head turns back to her them and she nods, feeling like a statue here. Idle paws perhaps. The soft gentle touch against her skull from the other makes her eyes close and releases some tension. "Alright. Be safe..." Or whatever. Just come back. If she could she wouldn't let her go but orders were orders. Right after a patrol is given for her to attend in helping to make dens. Right. It's been a while since the beech copse has been used as a temporary camp and she looks for @pebbletail . "Ready when you are..."​

 

[bubbleburst]

〔✦〕Bubbleburst frowns as she takes account of her clanmates and their condition. There's a considerable number of them missing from the group. Names float about in the silver molly's head, dizzying her. She tries not to think about their fates when RiverClan has already seen so many tragedies, especially drownings, in the recent moons. Bubbleburst scans her surroundings through weary eyes, trying somehow to catalogue the clanmates she can see and remember the ones she cannot. Beefang's voice reaches her. At least one of her friends made it out. Briefly, she thinks about how much she looks like Smokestar, and the warm familiarity of fondness fills her chest.

Bubbleburst gathers close as she and her clanmates receive directions from the newly named lead warrior. She is wary and tired, but she knows that time is of the essence and there's too much to be done in such a small span to wait around for something to happen. The beech copse is a temporary home, and she is determined to make the most of what it is. Morale is just as important as anything.

At Beefang's command, Bubbleburst nods and turns to find the rest of the group thats been assigned to make shelter. She picks her way through the thinned crowd over to Midnightash, Loveburn, Otterbite, his apprentices Foxpaw and Jaggedpaw, and Pebbletail. The freshly named warrior has been nominated head of the group, a hefty task but not one that Bubbleburst thinks he is incapable of. "I think we should start with shelter for the queens, kits, and elders," she pipes up. Her voice is light, ensuring that her words are a suggestion instead of a command.

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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[TURTLEDOVE]

The beech copse is such a familiar place to Turtledove. So many sparring sessions and patience lessons were taught here. She caught her first piece of land prey here. Now, though, it felt so foreign. (Almost) Every clan member was here and huddling together in the aftermath of the flash flood. She hated that she had never experienced one before and had no clue what to do when it happened.

Turtledove rarely felt stupid. She was smart in other ways like fighting or making kits laugh. In this instance, though, she felt dim. She felt like she should have been able to jump in and save everyone with precise skill and knowledge of what to do. She felt responsible for the loss of life they'd been experiencing the past few days. It was heavy.

When Beefang called her name, Turtledove's head snaps up to meet her friend's eyes. That quick smile was all she needed to force herself to breathe despite the crushing weight. Yes, it was heavy but she was strong. She was strong for her clan when they couldn't be.

There is no ghost of a smile on her face as she beamed back at the lead warrior and shouted, "Leave it to us, Beefang!" The spotted tabby jumped to her paws and spun to find Hawkcloud in the crowd.

✧ ✧ YOU COULD LET IT ALL GO

• ooc:
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• — large stocky silver charcoal tabby she-cat with short tail and green eyes
  — 12 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  — bisexual(?) ; currently not looking
  — child of Pondstep and Shadoweye
  — riverclan ; loyal to licehnstar
  — easy to befriend ; trust levels
  — "speech", thoughts, attacking
  — peaceful powerplay allowed and encouraged!

 

[LOVEBURN]

✦•··········•✦•··········•✦ Loveburn is unscathed— as unscathed as any cat can hope to be after the sky and river each seemed to meet in an attempt to swallow as many RiverClanners whole as possible. He isn't...surprised, really, that he hasn't come to harm. There are cats who have lived here longer than he has, but his blood winds through his body in the path of the river, and he knows it must recognize him as kin. So why are the others different?

The drypaws bore the worst of the experience for the most part, and Loveburn has never minded that some cats wish to keep their pelts free from the water's edge— but he wonders how many must regret that now.

He tries to meet Beefang's sole eye as she addresses Pebbletail, but her warm countenance for the new warrior drops as she directs a stony stare at the potential troublemakers of their group. He smiles to himself, wry, and looks away from his sister as Bubbleburst makes a suggestion to their little patrol. "I agree," he seconds firmly. "Get our vulnerable set up to recover. Save Bees— Moonbeam from coughing kits and elders." He breezes over his slip of the tongue with apparent ease, even as his heart quickens. He can't possibly reveal the truth of Moonbeam's identity at such a time.

loveburn (formerly lovepaw and starlightpaw) — currently thirteen moons old
son of cicadastar & smokestar — brother to cicadaflight & beefang — he/him
single & not really looking — peaceful/nonviolent actions may be powerplayed
please note that loveburn has persecutory delusions & sometimes personal prose
will make patently untrue assumptions and mischaracterizations of other people.

 

[pebbletail]

(☼) beefang has always been an authority to pebbletail. even since his kithood, when she had scooped up his frostbitten body like some hero of old, she has been a cat to listen to, one to trust in times of strife. that she is now a lead warrior comes as no surprise to the young man, and so he pricks up his ears and straightens his shoulders the moment her voice exits her maw. sunspark eyes meet the solitary honeyed one, and pebbletail stays attentive throughout her whole speech. slow nods come her way at the assignment of each patrol, a soft smile sent splashdance's way as she is given an important task. "hey, look at you, patrol leader!" he will murmur lowly, nudging the pitch hued molly beside him. she turns to speak to midnightash and pebbletail can't help the seed of bitterness that roots itself in his gut. his friend lingers by the dappled woman's side, pressing her nose to the rusty forehead of the other, and pebbletail pulls away entirely.

focusing back on beefang, a blink of his gaze is the only sign of surprise at his position as a patrol leader. softly, he sighs, closing his eyes for a brief moment as if gathering energy to be a cat of authority. if beefang can do it, then he can too. allowing a small smile to grace his maw as he nods to his cousin, the new warrior stands, raising his tail as he glances about for his patrol fellows. loveburn is alright - pebbletail's cousin is an odd one but not unlikable. he thinks they have some sort of respectable rapport. bubbleburst, too, is a quality patrol member, with a kind and helpful demenor. as ember eyes find the other two members of the patrol (plus apprentices), he cannot help the swallow of apprehension. otterbite is not in the habit of being ordered around, this pebbletail knows. and midnightash… well she isn't the nicest molly, and there's something about her that just irks the tom. maybe it's her recent proximity to splashdance. he's not sure.

ah well, beefang knows best, he supposes, and so he rounds up his group, offering jaggedpaw and foxpaw, otterbite's apprentices, a small smile. they'd been his denmates up until recently, after all. bubbleburst offers her ideas, and pebbletail nods with a blink. "good thought, bubbleburst."

LET ME BE YOUR OWN ☼ ICARION CARRION

• // den building thread continues here " #848DAE"
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• PEBBLETAIL ☼ HE / HIM, WARRIOR OF RIVERCLAN. 11 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
  
  
  a large blue tabby with low white and vitiligo. pale blue fur covers the length of pebblepaw's stocky body, sliced through with darker tabby stripes and spots. baleful orange eyes peer out of heavy set sockets, and his muzzle, paws, and tail tip are dashed with white.

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