SunClan
High Position
everything's fine
Posts: 171
Pronouns: He/They
Played By: VioCrow
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Post by Rabbitstar on Oct 21, 2022 2:39:10 GMT -6
“Welcome, Clanmates, to the message relay! In this race, you’ll be working in teams! The first member of your team will start from the Training Hollow and head towards the branch off the Golden Pond, where the second member will begin their run to Sunchaser’s Meadow so that the third may complete the final leg to camp,” Rabbitstar began, looking down at the cats gathered beneath him. ”Each team will be given a unique message that each member will have to receive to begin their leg of the race, to verify the pass.”With that clarified, he began to organize the teams. ”Tinyleaf will begin the first leg, passing to sloeflame , who will then pass to Snowspirit . Rookbriar will pass to Wildspring who will pass to Fawnheart ,” he continued. Once the teams were set, they could begin the trek from camp to the Training Hollow, with cats taking up their posts in their respective benchmarks of the meadow and pond, until he was left with only the first cats in the Training Hollow. He walked amongst them, whispering each individual message for each team’s starter. For Tinyleaf, he whispered ”your message is: Goldjay is en route to the meadow, watch for smoke.” Walking past, he approached Rookbriar with a whisper. ”Your message is: Silvertree has swam upstream, the fish are soon to follow.”Once his messages had been whispered to each team’s starter, he took his position up a tree. ”I wish you all good luck!” With that, he counted them off for them to begin their race. rubykh greyskiez Nightrose
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Post by viocrow on Oct 21, 2022 2:39:43 GMT -6
OOC INSTRUCTIONS: Roll for how well your cat remembers their message, and for how quickly they get through their leg. Feel free to react to the team announcements, and have a little bit of interaction between the teams if so desired!
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SunClan
i stop to smell the roses; my body decomposes
Posts: 98 
Pronouns: he/him
Played By: rubykh
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Post by Tinyleaf on Oct 23, 2022 0:38:48 GMT -6
With the first delivery of the message, whispered like a secret in Tinyleaf's bright ears, he almost didn't process it (d8)- After all, he hadn't expected the message to be delivered so closely, as if he'd suddenly taken up the mantle of deputyship! Goldjay- En route- Hoo boy! As the words swirled in his mind, still piecing themselves together into Rabbitstar's initial statement, the warrior had no time to waste. With a bright smile to Rookbriar, only half wondering if she'd been given a message as tricky as his, he burst forward from the hollow. As nice as it'd be to run beside one another and catch up on things like the kits and all those strange stories Fawnheart was always murmuring about, this was still a competition! He'd have to give his clanmate a proper battle, at least until they made it to the pond. (d13)
Goldjay.. en route! To the meadow! Watch out! Or, was it... As he broke the treeline, Tinyleaf picked up the pace, following his instinctive path to the pond shore where the forest would thin back out eventually. It was an intuitive route, bringing back memories of his apprenticeship when he'd gone from the hollow down to the water to try his paw at fishing beside his siblings. Watch out for smoke! No- Watch for smoke? With Rookbriar's presence known to be nearby, it was hard to stay focused on moving forward when the bait of a pleasant conversation nibbled like a minnow at his whiskers. He did his best to devote the brisk breeze to his cognition, reciting his message on loop to the best of his ability. Running around was one thing; His specialty, even! But the pressure of using his brain, of remembering something when his thoughts so often scattered at the slightest touch in the face of stimulus, was much harder. Harder still, when all he wanted to do was get lost in the pumping of his legs and the nice crunchy sounds under his paws!
Sloeflame... I'll try not to let you down!
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SunClan
I believe there must be wonders, too
Posts: 101
Pronouns: She/Her
Played By: VioCrow
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Post by Rookbriar on Oct 23, 2022 16:00:54 GMT -6
✧ ♬♩♡ ♪♩ Rookbriar ♩♪ ♡♩♬ ✧ … What? Her dark paws were speeding out beneath her before her mind could quite process just what it was she’d been told, despite the gap in time between Rabbitstar’s whisper and the count for the race to begin. She wasn’t much too worried about getting onto that patrol, but she didn’t want to let her teammates down! Still, with all the excitement of being a warrior again and getting to partake in fun with her Clanmates - and being on the same team as Fawnheart! - had kept her mind buzzing. Buzzing perhaps a bit too loudly, so that the details of the world around her had become… obscured. Embarrassing, maybe, what with all the effort she’d made to break that habit, but no one was perfect! Silvertree went upstream, the fish are following soon. That was the message, right? Close, at least! Now there was the matter of… where was she running again? Though her paws carried her swiftly, she realized she’d lost sight of Tinyleaf in her effort to remember the cryptic message that had been so secretly bestowed upon her. That had to mean… she was off course. In a moment of panic, her mismatched eyes darted about the area until catching the flash of white and orange fur. Oh! He was a bit ahead of her, but his direction helped her redirect her own course. The Golden Pond! Maybe she hadn’t been as readjusted as she thought she’d been. Eight moons could do that, after all. Correcting her path, she gave chase to the tom before her, motivation rekindling within her chest. |
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SunClan
i stop to smell the roses; my body decomposes
Posts: 98
Pronouns: he/him
Played By: rubykh
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Post by Tinyleaf on Oct 27, 2022 14:09:34 GMT -6
(d11) If Tinyleaf noticed Rookbriar's fall-back, he didn't seem to indicate it, maintaining his stride with a pace that'd trample any rabbit! It was hard to pay notice to the shift in his opponent's direction, not when he was so busy mulling over the words he carried like the most precious cargo. Each jolt of his paws meeting the ground seemed to shake them around in his head, jostling the order about into random, spontaneous combinations. Smoke in the meadow. Watch out. Watch out. Goldenjay on the way! To the meadow... Clearing a twisted root in one flying leap, he landed like a frog, pads only skimming the leaves on the other side before he was bounding forward once more, unhindered in momentum.
Somewhere up ahead, the glimmer of sunlight sparkling over water caught his eye, beckoning like Starclan through the rapidly thinning trees. The hollow was only so wooded, after all. Squinting against the flaring light, Tinyleaf emerged into the golden afternoon, limbs outstretched in another ambitious pounce! His gaze filled with the splay of his paws, dappled in orange and white like flowers among an early snow, like bright birds in the clouds- Goldenjay!!!
With another thump, the tom landed free from the narrow spaces and looming shadow of the forest, shedding the shade like a second skin, and with it, his mind seemed to broaden with the panoramic of sweeping field spreading far and wide across his now unobstructed view. As the world opened to receive him, all endless sky and rolling hills, so too did his recollection, revealing- Goldjay is en route to the meadow, watch for smoke! (d14)
Triumphantly, Tinyleaf hurtled into the final stretch, the Golden Pond rapidly expanding in his vision with every newly invigorated dash! With it, the dark pelt of Sunclan's medicine cat appeared as a swiftly growing speck, morphing into the shape of his final destination. Sloeflame!
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