Things are heating up as May kicks it off for 2021! We have quite a bit of announcements this month, so make sure to check out the May Announcement! This month we're introducing a Spring Cleaning event to clean up old threads, a battle training event for Thistleclan, a few reminders about current events and our contest, a new tribe NPC bio and Canon Adopts, and our usual monthly plot and clan updates! Make sure to priotizie any old threads for the event and current contest threads! We want to wrap up any many plot threads as possible so we can introduce more content come June! Here's to Summer!
The Apostles is a warrior cats roleplay based in northern Wisconsin. On Lake Superior, the wild cats have made the Apostle Islands their home. It is on these islands - Rocky Island and South Twin Island - that the clan and tribe cats have lived in a peace and harmony that ebbs and flows with the tide.
But as the tides turn, so does the truce that binds them to one another; and as the water raises, a darkness follows, an evil that will end in bloodshed and violence.
ong-birds filled the air with their music. Sun filtered through the pines, dappling the ground with golden summer light. It was comfortable in the shade, the cool shadows provided the perfect reprieve from the sweltering sun. While the air near the bog was muggy and thick, away from the swampy marsh and near the gurgling stream of fresh water the air was cool, breathable, refreshing. The twinkling of water running against rocks provided a back-track to the bird song. It was a perfect summer day.
As long as it was taken at face value, that is. A menacing undertone simmered under the surface of the peaceful forest. Threats of rogues, outsiders, and even other Clan cats trespassing on ThistleClan soil threatened to tip the balance of the scales and turn the picturesque forest into a zone of battle and terror. Mistflower tried to contain her anxiety. Today was not a day for worries. It was a day to spend with her siblings.
The three light pelted siblings trekked through the pine forest towards the sandy creek. Mistflower, injured from a rogue attack over a moon ago, had strained her injury further. The stocky bat-eared medicine cat, Ratwhisker, had prescribed her water therapy. It will strengthen your muscles, and the water will lessen the strain on the leg. So, diligently, after Ratwhisker attended her for the first couple of times, Mistflower had taken to the task of swimming. It became her escape from the worries of day-to-day life in the camp, and the trials of recent events.
Mistflower set the pace as her older brother and sister followed beside her. Cloudstep and Lilypad had been consumed with their own duties, and so it had been difficult for them to spend time together. When Mistflower had been a kit her siblings had always been there to support her. In many ways Lilypad was more like a mother to Mistflower than a sister (sometimes Mistflower found this smothering, but she would never say so to Lilypad, she cared to much to risk hurting the gray and white she-cat's feelings). Cloudstep had seemed even more distant that normal lately. Mistflower admired her brother, almost to a fault. To her he exemplified what a ThistleClan warrior should be. But ever since Mistflower had been named a warrior, she had spent less time with him than she had expected.
That didn't matter now. Now they were together again, and while their sibling dynamics were changing (Mistflower was a warrior, now, after all), they were learning that relationships, even familial ones, take effort to cultivate. That is what brought them together that day. Just as Mistflower had learned to walk again after her injury, they were learning to walk again as siblings.
"Ratwhisker was right," Mistflower observed to her siblings as they drew closer to the creek "Swimming has really helped my injury." She still had a slight limp, and Ratwhisker warned that it might never fully go away. But Mistflower wasn't faltered by that idea. I can still be a warrior even with this limp.
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Post by wolfiedemon on Jul 7, 2020 12:46:17 GMT -6
Despite everything going on in their lives, the walk to the creek was quite peaceful. This was the first time in what felt like forever since the siblings spent any time together that was just the three of them. This was no fault of theres, with everything going on as of late it was hard to find a moment that they were all in the same place. Cloudstep was off doing who knew what lately, and Mistflower was still recovering from the injury that a rogue had inflicted on her not a moon ago. Lilypad herself was also guilty of not spending time with her family. She was trying to better herself for her family. She was trying to make sure her sister never got hurt again. She couldn't go through another family members death, it would rip her soul to pieces.
Lilypad had spent some extra time with Ratwhisker, asking him about how her sisters recovery was going. Seeing if he needed any help with his work. The grey and white she-cat had other duties as well when it came to patrols and such but she always made time to help look for herbs and the like. With everything going on, she wanted her Clan to be prepared for anything. She didn't want another attack like that to happen, and her Clan not be ready for it. During this outing, Lilypad would keep an eye out for anything that Ratwhisker had listed off that was needed.
Lilypad looked over at her sister as they continued their trek. Her sister would continue to have a limp, this was being more and more obvious but she was positive that it wouldn't hinder her training to be a warrior. Lilypad had heard of cats missing limbs and going on to being excellent fighters despite their disadvantages. "I am relieved to hear that this is helping you." Lilypad said as she flicked her tail against her sisters shoulder. Hearing that felt like a weight was being lifted off her.
Lilypad sat at the edge of the creek, watching the water. "Do you want some company in the water while you swim? Or would you rather be on your own in there?" Lilypad herself wasn't the most confident swimmer but she could keep her head above water when needed. "If not I could grab us all a bite for after your done with your exercises."
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you must go on adventures to find where you truly belong. -Sue fitzmaurice
Cloudstep had never been known to be the chatty type, but usually around his sisters he opened up more, expressed hidden feelings and thoughts that littered his mind. Today was not the case. While he was happy that he was getting to spend actual time with his sisters, another she-cat far off was occupying his consciousness. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't put Snowfeather from his thoughts, and their most recent meeting wasn't helping at all. She needs to get away from there, but how?
As they neared the creek and his sisters spoke he turned his gaze toward them and force and easy smile on his face. He watched as Mistflower hobbled closer to the water and swallowed. The threat of rogues was still strong, and he had never expected for Mistflower to be pulled into the middle of it. Because of this threat, Thievingstar had put out new rules. No one was to leave the camp alone and everyone was to be back before sun down. That would make meeting with Snowfeather in the future difficult. As he listened to his sisters talk an idea came to his head. It was probably stupid, very stupid in fact but he trusted them.
He shook himself out and trotted closer sniffing at the water himself. He wouldn't bring up his idea now, maybe while they were eating. He cast a sideways glanced at Lilypad then flicked her ear with his tail playfully. "I'm getting in whether she wants to company or not," he said cheekily before darting forward and launching himself into the water. It wasn't deep and to cool water felt amazing against the sweat soaked fur. It was greenleaf and the days had been getting hotter. "Come on Mistflower," he called treading the water easily, the Thistclan arrogance slipping into his voice some"I wanna see these exercises Ratwhisker has you doing. Maybe they will strengthen up my already powerful hunting legs."
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ilypad's affectionate gesture in response to Mistflower's words sent a smile to the pale she-cat's face. Normally Mistflower would have hated it. To feel like others were worried or pitying her felt oppressive. I know I'm weak, please don't make it obvious, she would think in her head. But not today. Today she was with her siblings to enjoy their company and their love.
When they reached the stream, Lilypad's question made Mistflower pause. "Oh, well," she hadn't thought about Lilypad and Cloudstep actually joining her in the water "You don't have to get in if you don't want to." She smiled at her sister so as to emphasize that she meant what she said. Then Cloudstep, who had been quiet for a good portion of the journey, spoke up. "I'm getting in whether she wants to company or not," Mistflower laughed as Cloudstep jumped into the stream. Water rippled out from where he landed, and the splash even hit Mistflower. She winced in her laughter as the cool water hit her fur. Head popping out of the water, Cloudstep teased her to get in. With laughter on her lips Mistflower cast a cheery look at Lilypad before entering the water with her brother. "Fine, I'm coming," Mistflower responded. With a glimmer of laughter in her eyes, she added "But I think you'll need a lot more help than water exercises to strengthen your, uh, powerful hunting legs." she teased.
Her pale silver fur flowed smoothly in the water. Mistflower kept her paws on the sand below. The water was up to her shoulders, and she moved down the bank with her tail streaming out behind her. "Basically I just walk up and down the bank to warm up, and then swim for as long as I like! It's easy." At first it had hurt, but as her leg regained its strength the movements became easier. Now as she walked in the water is was as if she had never been injured. Mistflower glanced back at the shore at her sister and smiled. "If you want to go hunting we'll probably be done by the time you get back."
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you must go on adventures to find where you truly belong. -Sue fitzmaurice
The white and grey tom purred happily watching his younger sister climb into the water before turning his blue gaze to Lilypad, frowning as she said she would rather hunt. He was about to tease her just a bit, but decided against it as Mistflower encouraged her to go. Lilypad had never been one fond of water, so maybe he shouldn't push too much. Anyway, it would give him a bit more time to spend with Mistflower, really see how she did her exercises.
He realized the river had taken him just a bit further down the way and treaded his paws, slowly making his way back toward Mistflower as she inched her way in. He flicked his ears as she explained the instructions given to her by Ratwhisker and nodded. "It seems to be working well enough for you," he said falling into a pace beside her easily, "You aren't limping nearly as much. I'm sure before long you'll be back to your normal paces."
He gave her a gentle and playful nudge then yelped as his paw slipped and he dipped below the surface. He quickly surfaced again getting his footing before shaking his head off. He glared at his little sister as she snickered at him, giving him the advice he might want to watch his footing. "Oh haha," he muttered before swimming a bit ahead of her, "I know good and well how to swim. That rock just moved on me."
He glanced up at the shore, glad Lilypad had missed his slipup. He would never hear the end of it if she had seen. "Speaking of swimming," he said quietly, slowly, "I wanted to talk to you about something....someone. And before you freak out, i do plan on talking to Lilypad too." He shifted a bit in the water, turning with Mistflower as they changed direction, working on going against the water this time to give her a small bit of a challenge. "I might need a bit of help here soon...if you are willing. There is a...friend of mine. She and I have been....meeting and talking, quite a bit actually. But with Thievingstar's new rules, It might make it a bit difficult for us to see each other as often, but i want to make sure she is doing okay. I know things here are pretty bad but things in Lichenclan seem-"
He stopped midsentence finally catching the look his sister was giving him and laid his ears back. He always had a hard time reading other cats. Was she mad or shocked? Both? "Mistflower....I...I can explain...I promise."
he water felt good against Mistflower's fur, and the gentle current tried to carry her down stream. The water lifted her, and her legs worked to pump the water under her, keeping her head above and her place steady. Cloudstep worked his way back toward her, having allowed the current to take him down stream. The pale she-cat took her brother through the paces, explaining the steps as Ratwhisker had done for her. The creek certainly provided cleaner water for the exercise instead of the bog where the skittish medicine cat had trained her - but the creek had its own challenges as well, and Mistflower had to work a little harder to keep herself from drifting with the current. It would be good exercise and help build her muscle strength back. It also provided time for her to spend with her siblings. It was a little dissapointing to see Lilypad go off rather than stay with them, but Mistflower kept herself cheery by focusing on her brother.
Water splashed and Mistflower laughed as a sodden Cloudstep poked back up out of the water. "Watch your step, Cloudstep,"She teased and Cloudstep took the joke gamely. As they continued with the exercise, Cloudstep changed the tone of the conversation to a more serious kind. I wanted to talk to you about something....someone. Mistflower felt her heart race in excitement. Is he going to say he has a mate now? Am I going to get nieces and nephews? Her bright green eyes caught hold of Cloudstep, and she noticed how nervous he seemed, halting and hesitating as he began speaking once again.
Thievingstar's new rule...difficult....LichenClan...
With each word the excitement faded from Mistflower. And at the mention of a rival clan, she realized what this meant. He's meeting a LichenClan she-cat...he loves a LichenClan she-cat? It was to much, and while Mistflower hated to hear of th struggles of others, even from other clans, this was too much. Her swimming slowed, and she fell behind her brother before turning and swimming to the shore. Standing on solid ground she turned and faced her brother, confused, hurt, unsure. She had been excited to hear he had someone he cared about. But ThistleClan had their own problems, even their family had problems, and he wanted to help this other she-cat from another Clan. I can explain.
Mistflower shook her head at her brother's words. He had already explained. And Mistflower just felt hurt. Hurt that her brother would have kept this secret for so long. Hurt that he would be so focused on another Clan when ThistleClan was struggling with the rogues and foxes. There was so much to do for their own clan, and Mistflower was sure that Cloudstep wanted to help get this she-cat, whatever her name may be, out of LichenClan. And if he brings her here, Thievingstar might kick them both out.
"If you do something to help then you'll have to leave ThistleClan, Cloudstep. Thievingstar would be furious if she found out you were helping an outsider! Then where does that leave us, me and Lilypad and dad? And ThistleClan? We have our own problems!" Her brother tried once more to supplicate to her, and the she-cat firmly shook her head. "We should go find Lilypad and go home." The pale she-cat turned her back to her brother, and walked off in the direction of the fading scent of her sister. If Cloudstep helped this she-cat, then Mistflower would lose her brother. She could never support that. She couldn't.
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