Leaf-Bare

[Wildstar]

The onset of leaf-bare brings with it the first freezing of the great waterfall and the pond since MountainClan's arrival. After rough weeks of hunting, Wildstar calls a day of rest for all cats, to relax and celebrate the bounty that StarClan has provided them throughout the season.

Ooc: Yeah, I know it's kinda thin, but really, I just want us to get used to roleplaying again, something light that'll keep us all interested, and something that won't be too stressful (yes, I'll admit, RP can be stressful if you're too focused) during school. So, LET'S HAVE SOME FUN!

[Sleetfoot]

((Quick question, Sleety arrived in the middle of winter so is this the autumn before or after he gets there?))

[Wildstar]

Ooc: This is 100% current, so even Falcontail is here.

[Regalpaw]

Ooc: Geese how am I not dead yet lol))

A young, very handsome tom lay in the sunlight just outside the camp. The beginning of winter meant the death of the warmth that he loved. Luckily for this apprentice, he had a long coat and was able do keep warm...as long as he didn't get wet. Of course, this was about when /he/ decided to show up!

A small face popped up behind a bolder. Seeing his prey, the tom ducked back down to his small pile of snowballs. Aiming carefully, he kicked one and sent it flying onto the poor sleeping cat, hitting him square in the flank. Realizing he had to hurry, the young cat started kicking them at a quicker rate until he had finished. The young tom turned and booked it!

The majestic tom's head shot up at the contact of the first snow. He had a look of fury on his face as he rounded, only to get a face full of snowballs. Growling, he raced off in the direction of the cat had retrieted.

He picked up his speed until he had cought up with the little flffy tom. From behind, the cat pounced, landing on the original attacker and knocking him down. "Oh, Regalpaw! What's up?"

"Don't 'what's up' me, Moonkit! I know that was you!"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!"

Regalpaw leaned in, forcing the other tom to lie flat on the ground. "I was sleeping!"

"Ok, happy sleeping then." He tried to wriggle free but Regalpaw placed a paw on the tom's neck.

He leaned in close to speak. "Don't lie to me..."

[Wildstar]

Falcontail hopped giddily through the snow, smiling like the famous Cheshire cat he'd seen in Twoleg lore. Even after spending four leaf-falls trying to find enough food to keep himself alive, there was just something about the snow on the ground, the stiff air on his ears, and the reassuring glow of the sun… Even for a battered and worldly tom like himself, there was redemption in the season. Wildstar's new holiday was also a big bonus.
For one thing, it would give him the chance to check out all the she-cats that would normally be busy, and his stories from the past would be a great way to show off. Normally there'd be no chance to tell them, but with this day of relaxation, well… he could probably talk until the sun went down.
'If Eagleheart was here, we'd be hogging all the she-cats,' he chuckled.
A commotion close by averted his attention from his aspirations. Regalpaw and the young one… Moonkit his name was, were about ready to duke it out. Normally Falcontail would just let the matter slide, but since Moonkit was so much younger, it would surely be an unfair fight.
"Hoi, Regalpaw! Leave the tactician to his fun! It's not his fault you were an easy target!" The orange tabby twitched his head behind him. "Why don't you come and join me for a romp on the ice, Moonkit?"

[Hawkpaw]

Hawkkit leapt through the snow giddily, a look of complete joy on her face. It was her first winter, and she was already loving it. Her white coat let her blend in with the snow, making it easy to sneak up on other cats. She glanced around quickly to make sure no one was looking, and then quickly darted out of camp. She was so excited to play in the snow outside of camp where the snow was still thick and fluffy, and not crushed by the other cats. She ran through the snow, leaping so she could move quicker. She batted at a snowflake, and then noticed the other cats out in the snow. A grin came across her face as she came up with her plan. She quickly slinked over to the group and crouched, ready to pounce. She leapt, and landed on top of Falcontail. She fell off and lay in the snow, giggling with glee as she rolled in the fluffy white powder. "Hey Falcontail, Regalpaw, Moonkit! How's it going?"

[Wildstar]

"Blood an' whiskers, Hawkkit! Y'nearly scared me t'StarClan!" Falcontail spluttered, breathing snow from his nostrils. If it were a tom he'd be up on his paws and ready to tussle, but his unexplainable gentleness toward she-cats of any age prevented him from losing his temper. Still, his pride urged him to save face in front of the other toms.
"Just… erm… I let her surprise me," he mumbled. His fur burned as he readjusted the feather between his ears.

[Starlight]

A break from normal duties. A day to relax. It sounded nice, and Ashpelt had truly and sincerely tried to rest, but...

The tom-cat had found a comfortable perch and settled in with all intention of enjoying time off. Had he ever gone a day without doing something? No, he decided, not since his kit days. He rested his head on his paws. He shifted his weight to one side. He wrapped his tail around his body. He centered his weight again and stretched out his back legs. He tucked in his front paws.

Be still! he urged himself. He stretched all the way out and made himself stay in that position. His ear itched, but he couldn't scratch it. He must be still. He must relax. The itch moved on to the back of his neck. Can't scratch. But the itch, the itch, the itch....

Ashpelt burst from his perch. He couldn't do this. Maybe he could play with the kits. That wasn't technically work. Yes, surely Ashpelt could use his day off to play. He started walking over to the queen's den, only to realize that with the day off, the kit's fathers would want to spend time with their kits. The poor cat kneaded the ground, frustrated. Finally, he gave up and trotted off to find some work. There was no point in relaxing when it stressed him out so much.

[Hawkpaw]

Hawkkit hopped up and sat down next to Falcontail. "Sure you did," she said sarcastically, her face beaming. "This winter thing's fun! Is it really like this every year?" she asked, turning her head to look at the surrounding landscape. Since the snow had first fallen, she had fallen in love with it. "It's so pretty!"

[Wildstar]

Ooc: I know exactly how Ashpelt feels, I have the same problem!
I'll put in my RP post sometime tomorrow afternoon, since I've found some work over my break.

[Sleetfoot]

A white ear twitched...a pink nose adjusted to the cooler scent...a snowy tail flicked at a pice of moss. The scene was peaceful and calm until...

The blue eyes snapped upen and the white tom was on his paws, violently flicking hs head back and forth. he knew that smell! Quickly, he raced out of the warriors den and out of the camp to see it! The one, no-living thing he loved most. Snow!

Legend told that the frozen water was his great ancestor and that when the snow fell, it meant that StarClan was trying to reach down and touch the cats. The story itself was a far longer one, told by elders back at his original home in IceClan but it was one he would never forget. Maybe, he hoped, he could tell his kits and bring the legend to the mountains, for surely it applied here as well?

The white tom watched as Moonkit attacked the unsespecting apprentice and they nearly quarreled. He watched Falcontail go to break it up. He watched Hawk-kit pounce the warrior-you know, not catching him of guard or anything ...

But there was one thing in particular that cought his crystal blue eyes. The smokey grey (right?) warrior that lay outside the den, twitching every few seconds. The white warrior watched with amuzement for some time-he could tell the otherr was trying to relaxing and failing miserably. It wasn't until the darker tom leapt up that the lighter spoke up.

"Ashpelt, good morning friend! Are you excited for the onset of the snow?" He flicked his head out in the direction of the mountains. "Take a walk with me?" Of course, he wanted to spend time with Bluesky and the young'uns but he figured they needed time to wake up before he came bounding in. Besides, it looked liek Ashpelt needed to be relieved from his stressful relaxing.

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In the elder's den, slumber was going around. Neither old cat had awoken yet to find the white winter wonderland outside the camp. Although, if anycat had to place their bets, it would be that their awakening would not happen soon. Unless, of course, some kit disturbed them...

[Starlight]

Ashpelt visibly brightened at Sleetfoot's suggestion. "Yes, let's go for a walk! I want to see the pond. It's so interesting, how it goes all hard in the cold. Though I must admit, I do not have your passion for leaf-bare." The tom smiled warmly at his old friend. Sleetfoot had a very un-cat-like love for these cold, wet mountain moons. Almost everyone else in MountainClan preferred a nice, warm rock to sun on.

[Hawkpaw]

Hawkkit pulled her paw through the snow, raking up a small pile of snow, which she patted into a ball and tossed into the air. She began to bat it back and forth between her paws. She tossed it higher and hit it hard. It flew past her other paw and hit Falcontail in the face. "Oops!" she cried, "Sorry Falcontail! I didn't mean to! I'm so sorry!"

[Sleetfoot]

((Should we wait for a Lighty to post? Has she been on lately?))

[Hawkpaw]

Ooc: According to her profile, she hasn't been on since August...