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Hansel & Gretel (alpine / open) Mar 16, 2016 23:03:21 GMT

Post by feeling kinda blue on Mar 16, 2016 23:03:21 GMT

'I hate kits.'

The thought broadcasted itself in Batwing's mind a split second before Goosekit actually moved because to be honest kits were really predictable. Especially the rebellious little rats. Why? Because Batwing had been one and...he would have made a sprint for the path too just because someone was telling him not to. Even though he knew it was coming didn't mean Batwing was happy about it because for a heartbeat he had to decide what to do: Let the scrap of fur get itself smeared across the Thunderpath or do the 'proper' thing and chase after it? Thankfully there was a tiny scrap of Batwing that was actually a halfway decent warrior because as soon as Goosekit lunged forward so did Batwing.

The pluses? Batwing was older, smarter and faster than these little brats. He didn't have the -wing suffix for no reason after all. Batwing was a fast little shit which ticked off his relatives something awful because the bumbling hulking warriors couldn't catch him when he got to running. If they caught him it was because Batwing wanted them to, luring them into a trap or because he was ready for a good old fashioned brawl. It was very seldom that they snuck up on him and had the advantage, just like Goosekit didn't have the advantage here as much as he wanted to be a thorn in Batwing's foot tonight. Galekit was secondary, her little wail ringing in Batwing's ears but not really registering as the black tom threw himself forward.

Quick as a wraith, Batwing plowed past Galekit, paying no mind to if he trampled the little she-kit a bit. She shouldn't have left camp if she wanted to be safe and not run over. Besides, Batwing knocking her over was a lot gentler than what a monster would do to her if she got caught under its bulk. So Batwing ignored her for now and took a flying leap at Goosekit. He didn't have time for finesse so he grabbed whatever he could reach of Goosekit. If he'd grabbed the kit's scruff it wouldn't have hurt so much when Batwing jerked his head hard and threw the kit back toward the safety of the ditch, away from the Thunderpath. As it was...Batwing didn't have time so he simply grabbed a mouthful of kit fur and threw his head to the side, sending the kit flying back toward the grassy ditch. Now, physics. Batwing was a small cat, everyone in ShadowClan knew it and made sure he never forgot it for a single second of his miserable existence. The force of throwing Goosekit back toward safety sent Batwing off balance, his paws sliding on the rough gravel that lined the Thunderpath's edge.

Batwing lost his feet and slid toward the edge of the Thunderpath, heart pounding when he finally came to a stop at the very edge of the hard black not-stone. Heart pounding in his narrow chest, Batwing rolled away from the stinking path, it's acidic scent burning his nose. A flash of bright light dazzled Batwing's eyes as he looked up at the path. A monster appeared, the ground vibrating as it approached and roared past, the stinking hot wind from it sucking at Batwing's fur. With a cut off yowl, Batwing scrambled back from the edge of the path, fur standing up along his spine.

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Hansel & Gretel (alpine / open) Mar 18, 2016 12:46:20 GMT

Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2016 12:46:20 GMT

Goosekit had hoped to get a little further - though actually, in truth, he hadn't been thinking at all when he shot forward. Galekit's yowl from behind him seemed all too distant, barely registering to him. He was flying high, heart pounding and drowning out her words. That wasn't enough to get him all the way across the path. Adrenaline could only do so much.

He only knew he had been caught when teeth sank into his skin. Not hard enough to break skin but plenty hard enough to make him give an indignant yowl, what might've turned into an angry screech if Batwing had let him. One moment his feet were on the rough path and the next he was plucked up and thrown back the way he came. He landed badly; he stumbled when he hit the verge, one of his paws twisting underneath him, a hot stab of pain lacing up his leg. Although he had landed in a heap, he had landed safe; he was well into the grass on the side Batwing had meant him to be on. Galekit wasn't as lucky.

His ears perked up when he heard a rumble and the path began to tremble. He might never have seen a monster before, but that could only mean one thing. Panic exploded in his chest, sending him scrambling to his paws even as the hurt one screamed a protest to him. Last he remembered Galekit had gone streaking after him. Now where was she? "Galekit!" he called, voice given strength by his fear. StarClan, let her have found a safe place. This whole thing had been his idea. Bad enough he almost got himself and Batwing flattened, he couldn't let it happen to his sister.

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Hansel & Gretel (alpine / open) Mar 19, 2016 23:40:19 GMT

Post by alpine on Mar 19, 2016 23:40:19 GMT

They're always say this, say that, nothing that you want to. I don't wanna live that way. Every chance they get they're always shoving me aside. It's never enough, no it's never enough. No matter what I say. It's never enough, no it's never enough. I'll never be what you want me to be. I'M DONE!

Galekit

Galekit moved faster than she would have dreamed possible on a rush of adrenaline, but it wasn't fast enough. An impatient shadow, tangible as it was careless, whipped past her in a flash of black. She didn't even realize for a moment until she registered the force of Batwing slamming her aside and practically trampling her. Stumbling in her headlong dash, she rolled ears over paws onto the very edge of the Thunderpath.

Luckily she was too stunned to see Batwing latch his fangs into Goosekit's side and throw him away like crowfood. If she had-well, she probably would have tried to shred him right there and then. As it was, the world seemed to double before her eyes and she tried to blink it away. A roar, and a vibration under her head, warned her that she had no time for hesitation.

A yowl, cut off halfway, sounded a foxlength away from a lump of black that must be Batwing. Scrambling over herself, Galekit matched it with a screech of her own as she rolled frantically away from the evil path. A rush of wind and dust buffeted her, swirling her dirty fur in every direction. In a heartbeat the monster was gone, leaving her heart pounding. It must have been just a taillength away!

Panicked, Galekit assessed the situation. Nothing seemed to register and she had to look around two, three times before it sank in. Batwing was on his feet, bristling, just off the path. And Goosekit was...where is he![/i[ A breath she didn't know she was holding slipped out as she saw him lying in a heap where he'd been thrown.

As she watched, he stood on shaky paws and looked around. Though her ears were ringing, she heard his scared voice call her name. Forgetting her petty, made up grievances, she ran to him; she barely stopped herself before she ran right into him. "What happened? Are you okay? Did Batwing hurt you? How did you get back here?" The questions tumbled out in one stressed breath.

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Hansel & Gretel (alpine / open) Apr 7, 2016 14:56:16 GMT

Post by feeling kinda blue on Apr 7, 2016 14:56:16 GMT

Heart rabbiting in his chest, Batwing sank his claws into the ground, blinking spots out of his vision as the monster rumbled away. A fine shiver crawled down his spine and the fading adrenaline made Batwing's legs want to shake but he made a conscious effort to stiffen his limbs. Making a mental note to not leave the warriors den for the next few days, the patch-furred tom turned away from the Thunderpath. The squeaky voices of kits assaulted the tom's ears, drawing his amber gaze back to the grassy slope where the two annoying balls of fur were interrogating each other about whatever it was stupid kits cared about. Moving with stiff legs, Batwing took a few steps away from the traitorous black road, the grass prickling under his paws as he carefully moved closer to the two kits. No one was crowfood...who woulda thunk it?

'I'm never telling Harebelly about this,' Batwing thought numbly, sitting back on his scrawny haunches and curling his tail over his paws. The brown tabby would never let Batwing leave camp again if he found out about Batwing nearly getting hit by a monster.

'What happened? Are you okay? Did Batwing hurt you? How did you get back here?'

Oh Batwing hoped Galekit's voice stopped squeaking when she got older. Kits had high pitched voices, it was a given but after tonight Batwing would be content to never hear another kit squeak again. And what did the little rat think she was saying? Batwing certainly hurt Goosekit a lot less than a monster smashing him into oblivion. Besides if Goosekit was hurt or so it was his own fault for being out of camp in the middle of the night, running into the Thunderpath like a mousebrained fool. Irritation prickled along Batwing's spine and soured his mouth, a glare lighting up his lamplike eyes. Looking away from the balls of fur, Batwing let his glare rest on the Thunderpath instead. The rumbling started up again just when Batwing's heart rate was finally calming, growing louder and stronger underfoot until another monster appeared over the hill with its glowing eyes and loud roar. Tensing, Batwing watched the monster flash past with another rush of stinking wind, quite glad to not be so close to the path this time. Shaking his head as the monster rumbled away, Batwing looked back at the kits.

"If you two are done being suicidal for tonight, it's time to go back to camp. With your luck an owl's probably somewhere around here waiting to snap you up."

Pushing himself up to stand again, Batwing shook his scrawny frame and fixed the kits with his luminous yellow eyes, a sharp glare and stern frown on his long face.

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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!

SITE RULES ROLEPLAY HISTORY WARRIORS REFERENCES
CLAN ALLEGIANCES TAKEN NAMES MENTOR/APPRENTICE LIST
CURRENT HIATUSES LIST BANS AND ENCOURAGEMENTS ARCHIVING/RETRIVAL REQUESTS
BIOGRAPHY FORM PLOTTING ADOPTIONS DEVELOPMENT BOARD CLAIM
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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

skyclan

LEADER: PINESTAR, RPED BY SKYY

DEPUTY: SNOWFALL, RPED BY AURUM

MED. CAT: TAWNYGAZE, RPED BY NEZ

MED. APP: TIGERPAW, RPED BY TIKKER

thunderclan

LEADER: HAZELCLAW, RPED BY AME

DEPUTY: CLOSED, TBA

MED. CAT: BLUEBERRY, RPED BY ALEE

MED. APP: PEACHPAW, RPED BY SNOWY

windclan

LEADER: REDSTAR, RPED BY TIKKER

DEPUTY: SWIFTFOOT, RPED BY ALEE

MED. CAT: BEETLEBERRY, RPED BY SKYY

MED. APP: CLOSED

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.

WIND/SHADOW VERSES ROGUES
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.

open threads

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