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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 18, 2013 1:56:55 GMT -8

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STORMFROST
deputy of hillclan

Grey, dusty paws slithered soundlessly across the downhill grassy land, ears pricked and shimmering green eyes scanning the fields for any breath of life. Even though it might have looked like it, the young deputy was not actually out hunting. She wouldn't grant a mouse its life out of the goodness of her heart if it dared cross her path of course, but she wouldn't wait for it to sneak out of its hole, either. From the moment she had stretched out her limbs that morning, she had decided today would be different. She weren't sure how, but it would be. Her pace swiftened, and she quickly

broke into a run as the ground flattened out in fornt of her.The hills stretched out endlessly in the horizon still, but she was following a different direction. Her paws carried her across the silent poppy field, her mind far too absent to take notice of the numerous prey scents that drifted with the soft breeze. She might return to hunt later, despite the crave being considerably less than usual. For Stormfrost, it wasn't a day for the death of any breathing organism, in honour of great Artio. Or, well, at least that's what she had convinced herself of.

The she-cat sensed the wind growing stronger, and she guessed she must be nearing TimberClan's river. She made way for the small stream that trickled through HillClan and simultaneously bordered the two clan territories. She had suddenly decided her mouth felt drier than usual, and with no second thought she crouched down to lap up the cold liquid after she strode by the water's edge. Sweet Arausio, icy cold with a hint leaf-bare. She shivered, every hair on her pelt rising before lying flat again. Looking up while squinting her eyes, she let her green gaze travel beyond the stream into TimberClan's territory. Trees would begin to shield the biggest part of the lands before any cat could make out any shape approaching. The HillClan Deputy briefly wondered whether any of their patrols were on their way to renew the scent markers which indicated a need for her to hide. She instinctively lowered her body against the earth, her fluffy belly fur brushing against the soft muddy ground. She didn't feel ready to return to the camp yet, and observing another clan's territory sounded stimulating enough for the time being.

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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 19, 2013 5:49:05 GMT -8

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silent as the night sky
Timid paws moved forward, as wind brushed against the short fur of the youth. It had been weeks since she had last escaped into the territory alone, her brother Thunderpaw had awoken her earlier, with tales of what he did with his mentor the previous day, and things he would do today. Not much was known of the two siblings relationships, but the younger - the sister of the two - cared deeply for her brother and wished nothing but happiness and fullfillment for him. 'I believe it's time to return to camp.' Her trail of thought came to a hault as the scent of another caught her glands, the cat smelt female, and of Hillclan. Swallowing nervously, the young eight moon old apprentice, Batpaw, nervously padded forward, pawsteps light. Her large, bat-like ears were perked as her amber eyes glazed worriedly across the poppy fields. Her whiskers twitched silently as she poked her tiny brown head from a patch of rather thick poppies, spotting the feline she had scented.

'Stormfrost!'

Her soft gasp of the name went unheard by her own ears, having thought she only spoke it within her minds, but it was very likely the other she-cat could of heard her meow. She didn't know the deputy of her clan well; having never interacted with the she-cat, but the she-cat was indeed someone she looked up to. Shaking slightly, the younger of the two moved forward, paws pulling her into the open; 'oh please let me not get in trouble.' She pondered, fearful that the deputy would lash at her. But with tiny, delicate steps forward the she-cat waited for the elder she-cat to speak, to turn, to question her. The wind seemed to whistle by her; causing the smaller she-cat to shiver, amber eyes looking up at the other with curiosity, fear, worry. Something she felt constantly in this day and age.
deadly as the cold air.

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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 20, 2013 22:03:24 GMT -8

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STORMFROST
deputy of hillclan

Green eyes suddenly shot wide open, and the small, slender female froze in her position to listen. She was in the middle of rolling over into the soft dewy grass that surrounded the stream, but she felt like something or someone was about to interrupt her. She swiftly pushed her body weight towards her hind legs and sat up, ears pricked and listening with utter concentration. The sound had not come from the rival clan's territory. It had come from within her own. Somebody was spying on her! Fury began to burn inside her, and her emerald eyes scanned the field all the way to the horizon

even more thoroughly. Under normal circumstances, Stormfrost would have already demanded the newcomer show themselves, but something seemed to be holding her back this time. It didn't feel right to go on addressing her own clanmates as if they were TimberClan trespassers. She was deputy now, and it was her responsibility to be fair and have patience with every clan cat. She shivered at the thought. She was in no mood to interact with any of those annoying, noisy kits, let alone be of help to them. The clan could care for themselves. She was only there to protect it.

Finally, the noise of cracking leaves underpaw echoed once again around the open field,and a tiny deep brown shape began to reluctantly push its way towards the spot where Stormfrost was standing. At first glance, she didn't recognise the young cat, and if it weren't for the familiar scent that indicated her HillClan origins, the deputy would have probably attacked without second thought. However, as the she-cat approached, Stormfrost recognised Batpaw in her bright, innocent amber eyes. Prior to being promoted to deputy, the blue female took no interest in making friends with the younger cats. She hardly even knew their names. But she knew this one. She knew her because she was going to be her mentor. Shrikestar hadn't announced it yet, but she had informed Stormfrost in private the previous night. "Oh.. it's you. Batpaw, isn't it?" she meowed absently, avoiding the apprentice's gaze as she neared the stream. Hopefully the brown she-cat had ended up here by accident, instead of having followed Stormfrost here for a specific purpose.

"Now then, what are you looking for here, Batpaw?" she tried to sound firm, although she went on to admit to herself that the apprentice would probably sense her nervousness. Shrikestar wouldn't let Stormfrost be in charge of a stupid apprentice, would she? The green-eyed lass sighed. "Have you told anybody back in camp where you are or should I feel obliged to escort you back?"

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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 21, 2013 8:19:42 GMT -8

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Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness

Embersky

Whispers ghosted across the grass, ruffling the green blades that seemed to strain towards the sky. Natural sounds that otherwise might have broken stillness, were muted by the seeming magic peace of the isle. Embersky respected this, as she tread soundlessly across the ground. She was alone, as usual. She much preferred her own company to anyone else's, that way, no own could judge her, That way, she was free to feel however she felt.

The light gray and ginger mottled she-cat paused, setting herself against the wind, and drank in it scent. What she found was a mixture of tangy sea-salt, cold we earth, prey, and a slight hint of bog. Her life, her love, her home. And yet, she was abstract from it, shunted aside. Her ears went back slightly as she turned and broke into a flat-out run. The wind streaming through her pelt, pushing against her half-closed eyes, calmed her. Her paws skimmed the ground, as she stretched her long slim limbs and seemed almost as if to fly.

Soon she came upon he stream that bordered Timberclan, she slowed and came to a stop, taking deep breaths to compensate for her run. Her flame-colored eyes took in everything, but it was her ears that caught it first. Not far down the stream, Stormfrost was talking with Batpaw. Embersky took a step back. Had they seen her? Embersky did not want to talk, today was one of her good days, and she knew that interacting with other cats would most likely shatter the semblance of peace she had found, most likely destroy the walls she had put up in her own defense. It was hard for Embersky to deal with other cats, she had only felt rejection so far. Trust was hard for her to gain.

It wasn't just because of her father, he had rejected an humiliated her, but also because of Bearclaw, and Lilylight. Why had Lilylight had to die, why did she abandon Embersky? It didn't help that Seabreeze was one of the most well known cats in the clan, a friend to all. Half the time Embersky was just Seabreeze's antisocial sister. A shadow.

Yet, Embersky could not deny she enjoyed herlonely lifestyle. Far less commitments made her free to do as she pleased, so long as she provided for the clan. In many ways, she could have left the clan with little difficulty. To live the life of a rogue. But that would mean leaving her home, and that was not something she would do.

The slender she-cat smiled ruefully and padded forward. She would keep all that in mind.

So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone

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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 21, 2013 16:19:05 GMT -8

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silent as the night sky
Timid paws stopped, amber eyes widen as the other cat seemed to take notice of her long before her timid approach. Had she been wrong; she knew she'd be easy prey. She knows the name of the deputy - knows it ever so clear since the ceremony, but as she feels the prickles of wonder slip down her spin, and her fur began to prickle with a nervous feeling. Her deputy spoke to her again; twice actually and each time the small apprentice kept her head lowered, clearly embarassed. 'Thunderpaw knows, but I don't think he counts.' She thought, breathing hitching as the sound of more paws in the distance became apparent. Her eyes lifted slowly as she watched the approach of the other she-cat and the shier of the two cats, huddled lower. It wasn't that she was frighten of Embersky persay, but the fact that the young she-cat had never really talked to her.

'"I was-was exploring S-Stormfrost..."

She was whispering under her breath, a small shake in her body as she looked up at Embersky. Eyes curious, yet embarassed at herself for being questioned by the other young warrior. Brown fur still ruffled from earlier began to lie flat in the silence that coughed the three she-cats and with amber eyes lowered once more, she wondered if she was going to get in trouble once again. Tail lowered in a sign of submission, the young she-cat lifted terrified amber eyes up to her deputy and Embersky. Swallowing the lump in her throat, the youngest she-cat turned those eyes a bit more sky ward, praying not only to her warrior ancestors, but to the old gods; for strength in her speaking.

"Thunderpaw knows."

Shaky, and cracked at best was her voice, and the nervous little she-cat shuffled her paws, before turning, hopefully trying to get the attention off herself.

"Good morning Embersky."

Nervously little Batpaw swallowed as her voice cracked in a nervous panic.
deadly as the cold air.

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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 22, 2013 2:25:06 GMT -8

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STORMFROST
deputy of hillclan

The blue lass' ears began to grow hot with impatience, and her thin tail started to lash anxiously agaisnt the air behind her. Most certainly she had gotten herself an apprentice that almost mirrored her own personality; quiet, nervous, always anticipating the moment others' attention shifts to somebody else so that she can return to living in her own world. A sigh escaped her lips, but she tried not to make herself appear too dramatic. She weren't sure whether having this many shared traits with Batpaw was a good or a bad thing. Of course, she were stuck with her now, so she might as well work with her.

She observed the young she-cat's posture; far more submissive that needed, tail drooping, shudders running along her spine and making the fur on her back raise. Stormfrost searched for Batpaw's gaze, but it was fixed on the ground. Another sigh escaped the blue she-cat's lips, though soundless this time. Well, it could be much worse, couldn't it? Stormfrost could have just as easily been assigned a bold and brainless apprentice who would be absolutely impossible to contain or control. At least Batpaw would be a lot less of a challenge to work with, if only Stormfrost could figure out a way to break the ice between the two of them.

The sound of footsteps could be clearly heard minutes before Stormfrost took notice of it, but that was because all of her senses were already occupied examining the chocolate brown apprentice in front of her. The deputy only realised it was time they acknowledged the newcomer's approach when she noticed Batpaw's amber gaze slowly lifting and reluctantly turning towards the obvious now sound that indicated the new cat's arrival. Stormfrost had already recognized Embersky by her scent, but she turned to look after Batpaw anyway. Her tail waved in greeting, but she didn't utter a single word. The deputy didn't make a habit of willingly welcoming others and making conversation, but this was not the reason why she chose to remain silent now. She could sense Embersky's uneasiness simply by the way in which she approached; far more slowly in the beginning, as if wishing she had sniffed out the two cats ahead and had been given the chance to turn away and go the opposite direction before it was too late. And then, once she and Batpaw ostentatiously reacted to her entrance, she picked up her pace again to trot up to the duo.

"I was-was exploring S-Stormfrost..." The she-cat briefly picked up the apprentice's whispering words just in time to process them and brush her tail against the younger she-cat's flank before she had to turn her attention back to Embersky. The multi-coloured female still showed no signs of having something to say, so it was up to the deputy to break the insanely awkward silence that surrounded them. She forced a smile to cross her face, though her eyes glimmered unnaturally with the effort and might as well have given her away. "Good day to you, Embersky." she was careful to speak in the middle of exhaling so that her voice wouldn't come out nervous and shaky. This is too much effort in a single day, can I go home now? She pretended to look around, focusing on the other side of the border for some brief seconds, praying that one of the two would say something in return.

"Thunderpaw knows." The apprentice's voice came up again, high-pithced and crackly as a kit's wail. Stormfrost made a final desperate attempt to pull herself together before replying. Obviously, the three of them made no match for a casual, good-humoured conversation. She had to redirect everybody's attention to something else, and fast. "That is all good then." she started, twisting her body so that it was facing the trail that led back to the poppy field. "Surely we're all up to set out for a little hunting trip before returning to camp then, yes?"

ooc , to avoid confusion, let us say this thread takes place after shrikestar's thread meeting, implying stormfrost has already been announced deputy and has been given batpaw as her apprentice. xD

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⋆ distractions {open} Sept 24, 2013 10:20:56 GMT -8

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Sept 21, 2013 8:19:42 GMT -8 @embersky said:

Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness

Embersky

As Embersky padded forward, she forced herself to keep her face from having a sour look on her face. The closest she could get was to be expressionless, her whiskers twitching, but her eyes dull and almost disinterested. It seemed almost that she was paying only minima attention. That was not the case. Flame yellow eyes caught the frustration in her deputy's body language, and the fear in the young apprentice's eyes. Batpaw was already two moons into her training, or should have been, but she seemed as timid as a three-moon-old kit.... though kits weren't usually timid like her. Hopefully Stormfrost would be able to get over her own problems enough that she could be a good mentor to Batpaw. Why Embersky even cared she did not know. She doubted she'd have an apprentice for moons yet. After the disgrace of becoming a warrior a moon late for no obviously apparent reason, she knew that Shrikestar would most likely wait to give her an apprentice as well.

Yet Embersky couldn't help but relate to young Batpaw. At that age, she had been occupied with trying to prove herself to her father, but she had been through a stage like hers. Fear and uncertainty, anxiety. Now, Embersky was mired in a rather cynical depression. Not that she saw it ever changing. Ah well, it was life. Life she shouldn't force anyone to have to feel with her.

When Stormfrost spoke to Embersky, the tortie she-cat faltered in her pawsteps for a moment, and then continued forward again, her head held high, her eyes almost imperious.

"Good day to you as well Stormfrost."

Having reached the other two cats, Embersky nodded at the inquiry as to if they should hunt, inclining her head respectfully to the gray-furred deputy. It would be good to loosen her muscles and to bring something of use back to the clan.

" Shall we stay nearby? Or just hunt on the way back?"

Cool and casual. Yes Embersky was pleased with herself, she hadn't said anything particularly cynical or rude. Maybe she could keep it up. Her lack of social interaction had caused her difficulty in dealing with other cats, only reinforcing her views of her social standing within the clan. Though, her clan really did seem to have relational problems mostly anyway.

It was funny really how little Embersky knew of her own clanmates. For example, Stormfrost, she may have been deputy, but Embersky knew very little about her. Like for example, how old she was, what she liked to do, what experience she had. She must be a good warrior for Shrikestar to choose her though, and so Embersky could only trust the she-cat, and hope she had an idea of what she was doing.

So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone