camp THEY ALL GO MARCHING ⁺˖⋆ ant hill

[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ it appeared that thunderclan's camp had unwittingly become a home for what seemed like millions of ants. their glittering black bodies danced under the afternoon sun, nightbird hadn't even noticed the formation of their hill when they were hard at work or she'd have squashed it. it was only after a berry moved through camp, seemingly on its own volition, that she was wisened of their arrival.

she followed their trail to a small mound. had nobody seen it, gotten rid of it? the last thing thunderclan needed was bugs, crawling in their kill pile and under paw. she hoped they hadn't broken into gentlestorm's stock in search of something sweet.

despite their respectable work ethic, they had no home here. once at the hill, the lead warrior began to brush the dirt around to flatten it. her paw quickly pulled back when the ants began to flee in tandem. "ugh," she groaned in annoyance. a few had gripped to her paw, their movements made her squirm. nightbird shook them off hastily, sitting back to let the colony clear out a little before she finished demolishing it.

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 32 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BIGFANG]

Bigfang's first memory of ants was as a kit playing in his twoleg's kitchen. At first there'd be only one, but before he knew it there'd be tens of them crawling around in search of a bite to eat. When he had been allowed outside for the first time their small dirt mounded homes had been a sight to behold. Odd how such small creatures could carry objects significantly bigger than them... He has to repress a snort at the kit-like idea that maybe a thousand ants together could carry a cat.

He would not dare speak such a silly thought out loud.

As he's walking by ants begin to pour out of the nest Nightbird had just destroyed, he slams down a heavy paw and squishes as many of them as he could. He lifts up his paw to ensure only guts remained and that he had left nonalive, crawling around on his pad. "Ever been bit by one?" He asks Nightbird while examining his foot.

☾ INFO BATTLE

• » Hank ․ Bigfang
  » ThunderClan Warrior
  » Former Kittypet
  » He/him
  » A large, beaten-up ginger tabby tom with green eyes.
  » "Speech" ․ thoughts ․ attack
  
• » A heavy-hitting foe who makes his hits count
  » Excels in heavy, powerful moves.
  » Fights to protect and make opponents flee.
  » Though strong, he is a slow mover. A fleet-footed cat would both easily frustrate and land hits on him.
  » May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing

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[COPPERFANG.]

Insects never bothered Copperfang, though he wasn't much a fan of them, either. They had their place in this world as anything else, of course, but if they stayed out of his way, he would not mind. The last time he paid them much mind at all was as a kit, tumbling after beetles with glimmering carapaces in the midday sun and leaping for moths and fireflies when the moon rose, and that was the end of it. It seemed like many kits had phases of playing with bugs - after all, they were the only hunting opportunities they would get with moving targets. Besides each other.

He watches Nightbird crush the anthill, watches the stragglers as they begin to flood out in a wave of shimmering black bodies that Bigfang destroys the most of, and he brushes the few stray ants that made it his way away from his paws. That was one consequence of the warm season - bugs everywhere, in their nests, in their fur, and in their food. "They can bite rather hard for such small creatures," the copper tom adds, shaking his head.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎IT'LL HELP YOU : ̗̀➛ SOME SUNNY DAY ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

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  ☼ SH chocolate ticked tabby tom w/amber eyes
  ☼ 47 moons; ages every 3rd, npc x npc
  ☼ cis male he/him; bisexual, not purposely looking
  ☼ currently mentoring roaringpaw
  ☼ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted
  ☼ easy to befriend; will not start fights, will end fights
  

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[leafhusk]

bugs were gross, they crawled everywhere with their weird little legs and so many of them loved flying in your face during inappropriate times. it’s an opinion she wouldn’t speak out loud, because she knew kits and apprentices were fond of the creepy crawlies, and their yucky… weird… faces… even as a kit, she was weirded out by them. butterflies and some moths were fine, a hypocritical opinion to have, yes, she’s aware. their wings were so beautiful, though, the way they flew around during newleaf. ants, however… unnecessary, the world would be fine without them.

she learns about the ant hill through observation as she walks by, and her fur spikes up in retaliation. "ew, ew, ew." leafhusk hisses softly, glaring down at the ground to spot a few straggles marching near her paws. "ohhh my stars they’re everywhere! why would they pick our camp?" she backs up dramatically, swishing her tail back and forth to mop away any bugs.

— a hyacinth scepter ⚘ ˖*°࿐

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  ◆ thunderclan warrior / / former kittypet・38 ☾
  ◆ mentoring adderpaw
  ◆ cis woman・she/her & bisexual
  ◆ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted・all opinions ic
  ◆ won't start fights・will try to end fights・won't kill
  ◆ excels in stealth and tracking & average at fighting
  ◆ written by maxine ♡ dogfriends. on discord

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[nightbird]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she is thankful for bigfang's help, although the tidbit of information the warrior grants sends a ripple down her pelt. "bit?" nightbird hisses through her shock. how could something so tiny ever land a bite on a cat? but copperfang seems to have some experience, apparently, a creature no bigger than a speck of dust can do nasty things with their teeth.

"i didn't even know they had teeth. that's just wrong." she muses. what did an ant need teeth for? any of their predators would not be deterred by their bite, still she draws he paw back. just to be careful.

leafhusk's discomfort is enough for nightbird to see something positive from the situation. the way the taupe molly writhes away, ushering the ants with a sweep of her thick tail. "i think they like you, leafhusk," the lead warrior teases, paw dragging back over the hill to flatten it some more, most of the residents had vacated by now.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎┌── GIVE ME THE BURDEN ⋅⋆⋅ GIVE ME THE BLAME ──┐‎

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  NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 32 ☾'s
  ⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes. she is known best for agile paws, a quick wit, and putting thunderclan's wellbeing above all else.
  ⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[GENTLESTORM]

'CAUSE SOMEWHERE DOWN THE BANK — The hissing and chattering outside is enough to draw the pale mountain of fur out from his den, his head tilting with confusion and when he nears does he realize that his friend had demolished an ant hill. "Ah, I was not expecting the extermination of Antclan so soon." He says rather jokingly while sparing all of those present a glance and dip of his head before watching the small creatures run around like they were headless chickens. The gentle giant draws a snowy dipped paw closer until one of the ants ran along it and he watches with his curious gaze, his fuzzy eyebrows raising in the slightest "A bite from these, hm? I believe it considering what they carry back to their nests. Hopefully, it isn't as bad as bee stings but it would be in our best interest to get rid of them." He says flicking off the ant that had been crawling on him, he had his nephews and the rest of the kittens in mind. He doubts a bite from an ant would hurt his paws considering that they had walked several nights and sunrises beyond Highstones to retrieve lungwort.

He sometimes wishes to walk away from everything once more just like that so he may climb to the peak of those mountains but the more logical part of him knows that would be impossible with just himself. He contributes with his own large paw to crush a group of ants then lifts the other to do the same once more, Gentlestorm's eyebrows knotting together briefly. He really hopes that none of these insects had found his stash of juniper berries especially since he needed those for Roeflame and others with breathing problems.

WHERE THE DOGS ROAM ✿ POR LA CALLE QUE TE LLEVA A CURICÓ

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  MEDICINE CAT IN TRAINING;
  — ✿✿✿✿✿ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ INFECTIONS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ ILLNESS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✿❀❀❀❀ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BROKEN BONES
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ KITTING
  — ❀❀❀❀❀ POISONS
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  ✿ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and brown eyes
  ✿ gentlestorm is a very warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he's very social and willing to lend anyone a paw if they need it. he's very patient, caring, and it's usually rare to earn his ire.
  ✿ 54 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✿ widowed mate of little wolf
  ✿ easy to befriend/interact with ; hard to anger/upset ; peaceful powerplay allowed
  ✿ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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[COPPERFANG.]

He turns at the medicine cat's arrival, returning his nodded greeting with a warm smile. "Certainly not as potent as a bee sting, not when it's most ants. Some ants are small, some ants are large. I would assume that bigger ants have nastier bites, yes?" Or just different types of ants - he couldn't be sure, but he'd certainly noticed that there was a difference in their sizes over time. Small ants like these seemed rather harmless, save for the fact that they could be rather irritating. "I'm not sure it's possible to really be rid of them," He says, shaking his head. He doesn't make it clear, but his whiskers twitch a little, amused at Leafhusk's reaction, "They are everywhere, after all."

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎IT WILL HELP YOU<br /> <br /> : ̗̀➛ SOME SUNNY DAY ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

• speech, thoughts, actions

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  ☼ SH chocolate ticked tabby tom w/amber eyes
  ☼ 47 moons; ages every 3rd, npc x npc
  ☼ cis male he/him; bisexual, not purposely looking
  ☼ currently mentoring roaringpaw
  ☼ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted
  ☼ easy to befriend; will not start fights, will end fights
  

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[leafhusk]

her head twists to look towards nightbird, her nose scrunching in irritation. there’s a small glint in her eye that says otherwise, and she flicks her paw in the direction of the lead warrior, pretending there’s a small ant resting upon her tawny paw.

there’s a tingly feeling on her fur, thanks to the new knowledge that they can bite. she fluffs her fur out discreetly. "you’re all going to give me a heart attack from this. if i find one in my nest i'm rebuilding it,"

— a hyacinth scepter ⚘ ˖*°࿐

• 
  ◆ thunderclan warrior / / former kittypet
  ◆ mentoring adderpaw
  ◆ cis woman・she/her & bisexual
  ◆ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted・all opinions ic
  ◆ won't start fights・will try to end fights・won't kill
  ◆ excels in stealth and tracking & average at fighting
  ◆ written by maxine ♡ dogfriends. on discord

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