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[darling it's better down where it's wetter] dawnstorm May 28, 2016 1:46:05 GMT

Post by feeling kinda blue on May 28, 2016 1:46:05 GMT

Shellpaw
I had a dream so big and loud
I jumped so high I touched the clouds

'It's only water, it's only water, it's only water...'

Round and round the mantra went, marching around in Shellpaw's head like soldiers marching to war. She'd been crouched on the riverbank for StarClan knows how long with those words running round and round in her head, tumbling over one another, trying to psyche herself up enough to actually...move closer to the wet stuff. It was almost sunhigh and Shellpaw had snuck down to the river just after dawn, when she'd had breakfast with Whitewolf. Her mentor had informed her they would be working on her swimming and fishing skills soon but today he was busy with patrols. Normally Shellpaw would trail after the big white warrior, his calico shadow with a big mouth, but at his announcement she'd beat a hasty retreat. He'd seemingly accepted her excuse that she wanted to go hunting with her brothers instead of walking the same patrol routes she knew by heart. Whitewolf had been generous enough to let her go and maybe Shellpaw had been a bit to quick to leave camp but he hadn't called her back to inquire.

So....

She was still here. Green eyes stared intently at the sunlight glinting off the rushing water. Every time she tried to get her muscles to move so she could walk closer Shellpaw would find her stomach writhing like it was full of angry adders. Her muscles would tense up and she'd have to fight every instinct in her body that screamed at her to shrink back. Lionpaw would laugh himself stupid if he could see her cowering ten feet from the water, not even at the water's edge. Sunpaw would duck his head, look ashamed and shuffle his feet. They both felt so bad about it even though it had just been an accident. They hadn't meant to push her in...

'I know that,' Shellpaw told herself firmly, flexing her claws nervously in the gritty sand underfoot. '...Then why am I still scared?'

A lump formed in Shellpaw's throat as she stared at the water. What would Whitewolf say? He'd roll his eyes and tell her to stop being such a mouse...No he wouldn't be that mean...He would tell her in his deep steady voice that there was nothing to be afraid of and that he would teach her so that she couldn't drown. He was a good teacher like that, steady and dependable. He wouldn't say she was bad for being afraid but he wouldn't let her stay afraid. Shellpaw could appreciate that....on any other day in any other place. Shifting her weight from foot to foot, Shellpaw bit her tongue nervously.

'Just do it, get it over with. It's not so scary! Warriors swim everyday!'

Sucking in a deep breath, Shellpaw stood and made her way on stiff legs to the very edge of the water. It lapped at the bank, seemingly harmless, glittering in the bright afternoon sunlight. The constant rush of the current sounded softer than the thunder she remembered from her kithood near drowning experience. Maybe...maybe it wasn't so bad? A small glimmer of hope flared in Shellpaw's heart as she peered into the rippling surface, her heart beating rabbit-quick against her ribs. She was just leaning closer, as though to take a drink, when a loud SNAP from behind her sent a shock of fright down Shellpaw's spine. A yowl of fright tore from her throat, the young apprentice nearly leaping out of her fur in fright. Whirling around, Shellpaw nearly stumbled backward into the water but as soon as the cold stuff touched her hind foot she sprang forward away from it, prancing ridiculously on the riverbank as she kicked water droplets off her now damp hind foot.

"Ahh! Cold cold cold cold cold!" Shellpaw wailed, trying to get her feet dry.

Poor Shellpaw was so distracted by her "get the water off of me" dancing around she was doing that she forgot what had made her jump in the first place: the fact that she was no longer alone on the riverbank.

NOTES;; *sudden shell muse*
WORDS;; 707
TAGGED;; blossom(semi-hiatus)

Last Edit: May 28, 2016 1:50:26 GMT by feeling kinda blue

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[darling it's better down where it's wetter] dawnstorm May 28, 2016 3:23:35 GMT

Post by blossom(semi-hiatus) on May 28, 2016 3:23:35 GMT

Dawnstorm had been curiously watching Shellpaw for a short time, having remembered that the younger she-cat was a dry-paw with a serious fear of water, she had been watching out of both concern and curiosity. She had been a young apprentice when Shellpaw had fallen into the river, and so she found it odd that the cat would venture so near the water without her mentor. Was the she-cat just getting a drink? As the snapping sound in the distance startled the younger cat Dawnstorm lurched to her paws, preparing to dive into the river after her if she fell. When she launched herself away, Dawnstorm let out a quiet sigh of relief, beginning to make her way over to see what the clumsy young cat had been trying to do.
At the sight of the cat dancing around trying to dry her paws, she couldn't contain the loud laughter that bubbled and erupted from her chest. It was so silly, really, to see a RiverClanner panicking over dipping a single paw in the water. Still, she felt for the young cat, and forced herself to quiet down. This was one of her good days, thankfully, and her body responded to her conscious thoughts.
"Are you alright?" she asked, still stifling small giggles, "You should be more careful or you could have fallen in! What would you have done if I wasn't here then?"
She had intended to sound like a scolding older warrior, but her tone wouldn't comply thanks to the giggles bubbling in her chest. She tried to give Shellpaw a stern look, but it only resulted into her breaking into a lopsided grin and then down into another fit of laughter.
"I'm sorry- It-It really isn't funny," Dawnstorm rumbled, her entire body shaking with the effort of stilling her laughter, "Until you learn to swim better, you really should make sure you have a stronger swimmer at your side in case you fall in."
She stilled suddenly when her imagination ran away with the idea of the apprentice falling into the river. She was a good swimmer, though really only considered average by RiverClan standards, and if the river had been running more rapidly, it would be no easy feet for her to drag another cat from the river. Especially if they were flailing like most cats who thought they were drowning. She stared at the river, and a dark look crossed her face for a moment before she shook the thoughts off.
"So what were you trying to do, anyway?"

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[darling it's better down where it's wetter] dawnstorm May 29, 2016 1:56:56 GMT

Post by feeling kinda blue on May 29, 2016 1:56:56 GMT

Shellpaw
I had a dream so big and loud
I jumped so high I touched the clouds

If Whitewolf ever found out Shellpaw had effectively been snuck up on and then forgot she'd been snuck up on...the poor calico would never be allowed to finish her training. Unfortunately though, it happened and no one ever accused Shellpaw of being RiverClan's finest warrior to be. She let Lionpaw have that honor. Anyway, Shellpaw had just gotten the last of the cold riverwater off of her feet when she finally spied Dawnstorm's distinctive pelt. A blush bloomed warmly under Shellpaw's fur as the young apprentice shuffled her feet awkwardly as the young warrior approached. Her ears twitched atop her head in embarrassment as Dawnstorm pretended to tut at the silliness she had witnessed.

'Are you alright? You should be more careful or you could have fallen in! What would you have done if I wasn't here then?'

The giggling gave away Dawnstorm's pretense at being a stern warrior but it also lessened the weight of embarrassment on Shellpaw's shoulders. The young calico giggled at her own silliness, her laughter bright and leaping readily from her throat. Whitewolf insisted she giggled and laughed all too often when they were battle training but she'd gotten him to crack a grin more than once (though he insisted that was a falsehood). Shellpaw was a cat born to bring laughter and cheer with her, to gift it to her clanmates with playful antics and brightness. Even in the midst of battle training she could find something to laugh at when it came to rolling around in the sand wrestling with a cat four times her size. When the giggling passed though, Shellpaw's ears tipped toward Dawnstorm, the young warrior tutting at Shellpaw about coming so close to the river without a strong swimmer to keep an eye on things. Shellpaw's whiskers twitched at the statement. Apparently Shellpaw and her siblings weren't the only ones that remembered her near drowning. Lovely. Whitewolf probably had a field day with that, being teased by other warriors about her phobia. He never said anything but if Dawnstorm still remembered, with all of her shifting moods and other worries, surely others did too.

'So what were you trying to do, anyway?'

"Ah..." At this Shellpaw returned to shuffling her paws before sitting back on her haunches and flicking her tail in the sand. A faint pattern was traced in the sand by the waving of her tail before Shellpaw finally sighed and tipped her head to peer sheepishly at Dawnstorm. "Whitewolf wants to start my swimming and fishing training soon. So..." She sucked in a big breath and let it out slowly. "I thought...I would get a jump start on it." Her tail flicked to the river passing by behind them. She pretended not to notice that she'd replaced that ten foot buffer of space between her and the water. "Didn't get very far I guess," Shellpaw meowed sheepishly, grinning innocently at Dawnstorm before letting her gaze drop back to her tail that was still idly tracing patterns in the loose sand.

NOTES;; this cat is too cute omg
WORDS;; 528
TAGGED;; blossom(semi-hiatus)

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[darling it's better down where it's wetter] dawnstorm May 29, 2016 3:10:05 GMT

Post by blossom(semi-hiatus) on May 29, 2016 3:10:05 GMT

Dawnstorm tilted her head thoughtfully as she listened to the young cat's explanation, and she nodded along. She sat quietly, staring at the young cat with her curiosity filling her emerald eyes. How strange it seemed to her, such a fear. Though she imagined she seemed strange to others as well, with her unpredictable reactions and constantly shifting moods. When she thought about it that way, she began to feel guilty for pitying the younger cat. She hated being pitied and imagined that other cats must feel much the same.

"Do you want help?" She asked suddenly, a little bit surprised by herself, "I mean, I'm not the best swimmer in the Clan but I am pretty good, so, I don't know..."

She glanced away awkwardly, her skin burning with her own awkwardness. She twitched her ears and flicked her tail, almost wanting to run away. Why had she asked? She was no mentor, and she barely knew Shellpaw. She liked the young cat's attitude, though, and wanted to help her in a way she wished others could help her. And maybe, just maybe, if Shellpaw could conquer her fears, then Dawnstorm could improve herself too. Perhaps it could be a stepping stone for both of them, a pathway toward normalcy. She compared Shellpaw's situation to her own, likely unfairly. After all, the she-cat was always so kind and cheery, despite her situation, while Dawnstorm would just let it own her.

"Do... Do other apprentices bug you? I mean do other cats bully you about it?" She asked, unsure when the question had escaped her mind and into her mouth, "I mean, you don't have to tell me if you don't want... It isn't really my place to ask..."

She shifted her weight back and forth between her paws, wanting to bolt but feeling rooted to the spot. Her skin felt so hot that she was near certain it was burning and she could barely hear anything over her blood pounding in her ears. She always let her curiosity get the best of her, and she ended up asking inappropriate questions, even when she wasn't on one of her impulsive high waves. At least then she didn't really care, it was almost blissful at times. She could be brave then, and it came easily, as she almost felt no fear. The anger wasn't worth it, however.
There were times in the longest highs where she forgot what it was like to not be angry. Where everyone around her walked on eggshells, fearing she might rip their throats out over the slightest provocation. Then she would inevitably turn her anger in on herself, and the worst of her thoughts would emerge. So much would she hate herself then that she had spent more than one night at the edge of the gorge, simply staring down at the rapids gushing over the rocks bellow.

AUGUST 27TH, 2016

Hi everyone,
This announcement is being made with an extremely heavy heart, and we know it may not be a popular one. However, Alee and I have made the decision that we are going to be closing Chasing the Sun by the end of the month. Originally, we were going to wait till the end of the activity check before making the call either way, as no doubt some of you picked up from my introduction to the check itself. But, after seeing some of the most recent hiatuses and their updates, and talking with a few members who will not be continuing on the site, we’ve decided at this stage in time, it’s the right time to bring things to a close.

Full Closure Explaination Here

VOTE FOR US, RESOURCES & SISTER SITES

Chasing the Sun is a play-by-post roleplay based on the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. We are set in the original forest in an alternative universe from the books, where SkyClan were never forced from the forest and the characters we have known and loved have not existed. We have a 150-word minimum and a sandbox roleplay setting that does not have an overarching plot, only those that members form together. The world is there to shape by the characters than inhabit it, growing the forest into something unique from what we have seen before. With plenty of characters and a community that is always looking for new people to join in the fun, we are always happy to have new faces joining the ranks! Take a look around, and we’d love to have you on board!

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riverclan

LEADER: DUCKSTAR, RPED BY CRES.

DEPUTY: WHITEWATER, RPED BY ATLANTA

MED. CAT: NETTLEHEART, RPED BY LOST

MED. APP: CLOSED

shadowclan

LEADER: ROSESTAR, RPED BY SHANNY

DEPUTY: ONYXFEATHER, RPED BY LOST

MED. CAT: SPARROWPELT, RPED BY JULY

MED. APP: CROWPAW, RPED BY AME

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windclan

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MED. CAT: BEETLEBERRY, RPED BY SKYY

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current season

the season is new-leaf, third moon. the weather is consistantly warmer, with a fair few storms rollings through, however mostly clear and comfortable for all. the chill in the morning is still there, however is starting to ease, and prey blossoms.

current meetings

thunderclan - falconstar's death

windclan - flurrypaw's death

medicine cat meeting

key plot updates

THUNDERCLAN VERSES BADGERS
Due to a change of high ranks that is to take place, this plot has been updated and modified. if you were originally involved, please make sure to check the thread and voice if you still want involvement as soon as possible! The Forest Prince is the the current thread leading into the start of this plot.

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Redstar, Rosestar and their fellow high ranks of WindClan and ShadowClan have met on the border of the clans and formed a truce, after it has become aware that a group of rogues has become a threat. Both leaders have addressed this issue in their clan meetings, with Rosestar setting the rule that until the rogues have been dealt with, cats are not to leave camp alone.

WINDCLAN - MEDICINE CAT PLOT
A significant change has taken place in the direction of this plot, and the main post has now been edited to reflect such. We are still looking for WindClan cats to be involved, so if you have a cat you’d like to have something happen to, places are still open.

SKYCLAN VERSES RIVERCLAN
With the border clash narrowly avoided by Pinestar’s intervention, steam has yet to ease, as the SkyClan patrol stand in camp to address the clan getting too ambitious. Meanwhile, with the change in leadership of RiverClan causing discomfort across the clan, there is no doubt that everyone is on edge. Another clash is imminent.

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