SunClan
Posts: 8 
Pronouns: He/Him
Played By: 16ar0
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Post by Bubblestream on Nov 5, 2022 13:01:11 GMT -6
Bubblestream
SunClan Warrior
16 moons old
Male, He/Him
Open for anyone to interact!
It was a quiet day in the camp today, and nobody seemed to want to spar at all today, which made the warrior even more bored. Letting out a soft sigh, Bubblestream looked around, seeing if anyone was busy or free. He wished he could talk to someone he knew the most, though they were likely not in camp at the moment. After giving the whole camp a glance, he decided to walk out of SunClan's camp to try and hunt.
Once he was outside and far enough from camp, he sniffed the air, hoping to catch scent of something. However, he was unfortunate, and did not catch any signs of prey nearby. However, he was not one to quickly be let down, and walked further out in the territory, taking in all the scents once again. This time he finally caught whiff of something, presumably a vole. Getting down into a crouch, Bubblestream stalked towards the scent before finding the prey animal, soon pouncing on it and killing it.
Bubblestream then brought the vole back to camp, sitting back down where he was a little while ago. |
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SunClan
Posts: 4
Pronouns: he/him
Played By: rubykh
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Post by Cloverthroat on Nov 6, 2022 0:59:13 GMT -6
By the time Bubblestream had returned to camp, Sunclan's resident elder had made his way out into the same vicinity, sunning himself idly among the leaf-fall beams. While it wasn't necessarily warm out, the way winter seemed to blow further into the territories with its every breath, it was still pleasant to be able to lie out in the light than spend all his time cooped up in the den. Especially without much company to enrich the place.. credit where credit was due, all of Sunclan's dens were well enforced. Warmer than the outside, at this time of the season. But. Well, the majority of the clan were young warriors, who had each other's constant company on duties and in their own shared den! Life for an older cat, offset from the predominant youth, was much quieter. More isolated.
He hadn't particularly expected to run into anyone that morning. After all, the way his clanmates were, it was work, work, work all day, under Rabbitstar and Swanmask's careful instruction. A few friendly hello's would be good enough, mewed in passing or shared with a smile. For that very reason, spotting Bubblestream's bright pelt, practically glowing like gentle flame in the daylight- or, maybe more like a roaring fire, with that personality-, was a moment of measured hope!
"Fresh off the hunt, Bubblestream?" Cloverthroat's vocal chords, worn and torn from his apprenticeship ailment all those moons ago, could only form the usual rasp in the tabby's direction. As painful as it may sound to the unfamiliar ear, however, it was just his regular voice! With a friendly tip of the head, the elder persisted. "Why, if I didn't know my own eyes, I'd have thought you were carrying a rabbit back in, with the size of that vole. Quite the catch!"
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SunClan
Posts: 8
Pronouns: He/Him
Played By: 16ar0
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Post by Bubblestream on Nov 6, 2022 7:55:56 GMT -6
Bubblestream
SunClan Warrior
16 moons old
Male, He/Him
Open for anyone to interact!
Cloverthroat
Once Bubblestream noticed the elder coming over to where he was sitting, he gave a small smile over to Cloverthroat. He loved hearing elders' stories as a kit, and perhaps he still does. After all, he sometimes acts like an older kit. He will even admit to it. Though he didn't expect the elder to start speaking to him. Perhaps the reasoning behind that is because he didn't expect any interaction today. Giving a grin towards the elder, Bubblestream began to speak as well. "Yup! I caught a freshly good vole! Though nobody wanted to spar today..." He mumbled, disappointed
At the other sentence though, he flicked an ear as he spoke. "Why thank you! It was quite an easy catch." Bubblestream would try and show off, closing his eyes doing so, though eventually opening them again. Looking back at Cloverthroat, he smiled wider this time. "Now, how have you been doing, oh wise elder of mine?" Bubblestream tried to joke around, not meaning to be rude, and his tone showed this. |
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SunClan
Posts: 4
Pronouns: he/him
Played By: rubykh
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Post by Cloverthroat on Nov 11, 2022 14:59:35 GMT -6
As old as his ears may have been, they didn't miss the tabby's displeased murmur. As young and spirited as usual. If Bubblestream was one thing, it was energetic, and that was something to be thankful for in the midst of Sunclan's doom and gloom as of late. With an amused twitch of his ear, Cloverthroat couldn't help but be reminded of his past self, in a way. There was a time, in his prime, that he may have been just as raring to go as the warrior before him now. A part of him longed to supply the enrichment, even- But Sloeflame had been very strict on him recently about pushing his limp, and as much as he could feign deaf, it was disheartening to receive a lecture about the aging of his body. In a way, though, it made the younger tom's company all the more refreshing, even as he dipped into bragging territory.
With an affirming hum and an indulging smile, Cloverthroat made sure to give the vole a proper look-over. A warrior's catch was his pride, after all. "Besides envying your luck?" Chuckling low and crackled, like the creaking of an oak branch, he straightened his posture, falling back into his usual gangly stance. With such a tall and confident bearing, he could almost be mistaken for any other Sunclan subordinate, rather than a retired member. But then, he had been one in a time that felt just like yesterday, hadn't he? "I'm afraid senior life isn't all that eventful. It's been quiet around camp, since Rookbriar's kits have been apprenticed.. Off busy training." Then, with a hint of mischief glinting his yellowed gaze, he added, "I've almost considered trying my paw in the hunting grounds, since leafbare's on the horizon. These old bones of mine will be stiffening, soon, if I don't make use of them."
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