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Sing your words [Honeyrose] Nov 26, 2015 3:36:15 GMT

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Spiderbite- RiverClan Warrior

Newleaf, new, and leafy, but not really leafy since, well they were surrounded by water, but new and…fishy. Could they rebrand it as newfish? Newfish, Old-Fish something. With the air clean and the ever bustling amount of fish everywhere- Spiderbite was pleased to be out and about. He had been up since the sunrise- before he dove into the water to hunt. It was a rather pleasing set of situations he had found himself in with four fish he carried one by one back to the camp. It was a rather good day- since the past two days he only caught rather small fish and they weren’t filling enough for anyone but an apprentice.

So it only took one rather strange thing to amuse him- as the adult river clan warrior…hopped. He hopped like a rabbit, splashing around in the puddles like a newborn- carrying the last fish in his mouth. The rather pungent smell did nothing but make him hungry- but it was against the code to sit down and eat before he fed anyone else. It took a bit longer than normal as he was rather focused on hopping like a rather strange dying fish back to camp- but he certainly did make it, and was probably a sight to see to anyone watching. The tom continued his hopping until he got to the fresh kill pile- almost ready to drop the fish.

It only took a brief moment- green eyes flashing about like a predator before he saw the ever so bright and bushy Honeyrose. Now he was well aware Honeyrose wasn’t able to speak but that meant ever so nothing to the black furred tom. A friend was a friend. He quickly zoomed over to her, pitching forward on his own two legs and almost distantly amused at the dirt curling around his paws from his weight before he flashed his eyes towards her.

“mmmn? Mmmn! Mmmn- mmn!” He chatted animatedly still with the fish in his mouth. It took a few seconds for him to realize that his words came out funny and his eyes scrunched up confused before looking downwards and chortling into the fish. With a respectful dip of his head he placed it at her feet- before sitting back up – bringing a paw to his chest. “Good morning dearest RiverClan member Honeyrose- I am pleased to see you this fine lovely morning!” He sang-announced- despite the eccentric nature of his greeting he was rather pleased to see the other she-cat.

“I have brought you a filling breakfast if you wish for it- my gift to you! A spider’s gift to a cat! Yes, yes.” He babbled a few more paces, before his eyes looked down back at her expecting a gesture of some sort that he could read. Spiders were much better with reading motions! He was sure he could understand her, yes! Yes he could!

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Sing your words [Honeyrose] Nov 29, 2015 3:29:45 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Nov 29, 2015 3:29:45 GMT

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If Alligatoreye did not get his big brown butt back to camp in the next several heartbeats, Honeyrose was going to make sure he regretted it. Tail lashing from side to side and body held sharp and stiff at the edge of the camp, the she-cat’s bright golden gaze were permanently glued to the entrance, waiting. He’d gone off on some sort of early morning patrol, and while most cats were around, well, he clearly hadn’t decided to bless the camp with this presence yet. Which she wouldn’t mind if it weren’t for the fact that there was no other cat around that she could get out of camp with. Every cat had a job to do, or was hanging around with others. Or they were simply a cat she wouldn’t go near without having her stand-in voice near enough that she could have some way of speaking her mind.

Honeyrose forced her shoulders to relax, and sunk into a lying position, her back up against one of the warm stones at the edge of the camp, where not far behind she could hear the bubbling of the slow-moving water that surrounded the camp making a path along the shallow riverbed. Resting one paw over the other, she took in a deep breath. While of course, she could leave by herself, challenge the not stone-written rule about leaving unaccompanied, but well, she had to admit it was more fun to hold her brother’s disappearance against him instead. So, she dropped her chin to her paws, and let out a silent huff of air. Despite being a warrior for long enough, it still felt strange not to have any noise escaping her through at just the smallest things, groaning, grumbling, yawning, sighing, it all came out silent, nothing making its way through her damaged voice cords to reach the air.

Sometimes, it irritated her, like right there and then. But… then again, she supposed it could have been worse. For a moment, she almost considered taking a nap, or at least closing her eyes and paying closer attention to cats coming into camp. However, it was pawsteps closer that stopped her from doing it. Odd pawsteps, the sound of… “mmmn? Mmmn! Mmmn- mmn!” Honeyrose’s eyes darted up and into the looming figure of Spiderbite, which his black form was made to look even stranger by the fish held in his jaws. For a moment, all she could do was stare, till he dropped the fish, and actually spoke. StarClan help you Alligatoreye, you’re dead.

“Good morning dearest RiverClan member Honeyrose- I am pleased to see you this fine lovely morning!” Honeyrose blinked, and slowly looked at the fish, before up to the black tom again, moving her paws out to straighten herself slightly. Okay mate, sure, not sure why I’m that much of an amazing sight but I’ll roll with it. She twitched her whiskers. “I have brought you a filling breakfast if you wish for it- my gift to you! A spider’s gift to a cat! Yes, yes.” Honeyrose had learned a long time ago not to challenge Spiderbite about what he thought he was, back when she still had a voice. But well… she supposed she couldn’t really say no to the fish. Honeyrose looked down for a moment, before giving a few nods of her head before dipping it lower in more of a bow, glancing up, before pausing, still with her head low.

Well, wait. Maybe, maybe she could convince Spiderbite to come out of camp with her, if he was so keep to talk. Yeah because asking him that is going to be so easy. She lifted her tail and gestured to the ground behind her, also next to the rocks, and tapping it a few times, before looking back to the fish, and lifting a paw as if to draw a line down the middle, before pointing to one half, then to Spiderbite. Her eyes remained on him the whole time, trying to get a sense of what he was thinking. Well given you’re here you may as well have half of this. I’m not gonna eat it in front of you. That’d be weird. She did want to ask why he was jumping around, but again, the question posed itself on how to ask it. Maybe it's some dumb spider thing? Though I don't think I've ever seen a hopping one like that before.

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Sing your words [Honeyrose] Dec 9, 2015 19:14:18 GMT

Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2015 19:14:18 GMT

Spiderbite- RiverClan Warrior

Spiderbite would be considered eccentric- but he wasn’t stupid in any sort of capacity. He was well versed in clan politics- even if he didn’t care about them. Even if his oblivious nature had him avoid the current topic at hand- he lived in the clan for years and years. He was well aware of which apprentice was which or which one might be a bit more trouble than others. While he did question Magpiestar’s avoidance in giving him an apprentice as a personal blow, he knew he couldn’t rush things. He wanted an apprentice, someone to bond with- to show the spider ways to, but he had a feeling sometimes it wasn’t well welcomed.

He pushed that away as much as possible- as he focused on better things. His clanmates would keep him company and love him like a family. He tried his best to do it for everyone else after all! He knew what it was like to not have a mother or sibling anymore. Honeyrose was a cat that he didn’t feel sympathy or pity for- but he felt like he could do something to make her life better. He wasn’t Alligatoreye certainly- but he was someone. He liked to think someone in this clan had their lives bettered by him. Though the depressing thoughts certainly weren’t his normal style- he pushed them away to think of more positive thoughts.

Honeyrose needed company- or at least food, and he hoped to fulfill one of those things. At the look – he kept his green eyes focused on her face. While it might be strange-or even unsettling, he didn’t want to miss any of her expressions or her ‘vocalization’- it would be rude to do so. He gave her a bright smile, sitting down as she tilted her head down towards the fish. Good, she was hungry. The fresh kill pile was still quite packed so he didn’t feel any apprentices or elders would go hungry- so he was glad that Honeyrose got a nice meal.

His eyes zoomed in on her gestures, blinking a few times. “Sit down….and share the fish, yes?” He gave a curious blink, watching her. “I know I’m not the best at deciphering them, but I really would like to have a conversation with you.” It was one of his more honest and ‘coherent’ feelings he had- so he might as well express it. He hesitantly moved to sit by her side like she instructed- or what she guessed she instructed- waiting for her go-ahead to eat. “It’s a very lovely day- I was thinking about how we don’t have many leaves, it’s a shame to call it new-leaf, when we could call it new-fish.” He chattered distantly- hoping to make it easy to fill the silence. Green eyes focused on her bright colored pelt- hoping to see what happened if she ‘said’ anything else.

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Sing your words [Honeyrose] Dec 23, 2015 11:51:25 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Dec 23, 2015 11:51:25 GMT

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When she was younger, she used to hate the staring. It started when her voice first started growing shaky, or disappearing suddenly. Cats would try and stare at her, and figure out what she was saying simply by the motions of her mouth when nothing was coming out. When her voice left completely, it was staring of disbelief, or puzzling over how it happened. It used to make her squirm, get hot under her fur, and grow angry. It wasn’t her choice that she just couldn’t make a sense anymore. Not being able to express her angry fully had only made it worse. But with time, those stares had left, and even when she wanted someone’s attention, catching eyes wasn’t as easy. That had led to the next stage of frustration.

To notice Spiderbite’s unblinking eyes staring right at her every move in such a situation, brought an odd feeling of relief. He was paying attention, following what she was trying to get across and not just guessing what she could be meaning. He was focusing while she made the effort to be as clear as possible to him. It wasn’t as seamless as it would be with her brother, but that didn’t matter. “Sit down….and share the fish, yes?” Spiderbite got it. Relief had her shoulders relaxing, and immediately she gave a firm nod of affirmation. He was following, that was more than some cats could do. It was the words that followed though that made her relax further. “I know I’m not the best at deciphering them, but I really would like to have a conversation with you.”

Honeyrose followed the tom’s movements as he shifted toward where she’d indicated, an odd feeling burning in her chest. It was a strange realisation that the only cat she really had conversations with these days were Alligatoreye. Mousetooth tried, but if Alligatoreye wasn’t there it would always be hard. Any others were difficult, they didn’t bounce quickly, they took guessing and focus, and that was another element of frustration. Lot of cats therefore dismissed the idea if her tabby-pelted brother wasn’t somewhere nearby. Just Spiderbite’s simple request to have a conversation touched her, and a small smile settled on the she-cat’s face. As soon as she was sitting, her attention moved to the fish.

One ear twisted toward him as she took a bite and he started talking, and the she-cat paid careful attention to every word that was said. If Spitebite wanted to have a conversation, he wasn’t going to waste the chance. “It’s a very lovely day- I was thinking about how we don’t have many leaves, it’s a shame to call it new-leaf, when we could call it new-fish.” Chewing on her bite, she lifted her head and meeting the tom’s gaze, twitched her whiskers with amusement. New-fish did have a ring to it, that was for sure. Who even came up with new-leaf. She tilted her head thoughtfully for a moment, before focusing on her gestures. A quick glance around the clearing did bear a few leaves, and she gestured with her tail to the nearest, before toward ThunderClan’s territory in the distance, waving her few times to gesture she meant a far way away. Only a ThunderClanner would find leaves so important.

She tilted her head again, before shaking her shoulders slightly with a silent chuckle. Getting to her paws, she padded the few steps to the leaf, and picked it up carefully in her jaws, before moving back over into her earlier spot, sitting the leaf next to the fish, before gesturing to the brighter, greener leaf, before swiping her tail over the fish. The fish is probably older though, so I can get what they mean. Lifting her gaze, she nudged the fish toward Spiderbite for his turn of a bite. It was strange to be having a conversation of any type, but also one where she wasn’t trying to express frustration or generally tease another cat. This was just… something quiet, pleasant. Funny how the small things grew to be what was missed. After a moment of consideration, and once she was sure Spiderbite was paying attention, she covered the leaf, before shaking her head, then exposed it again, and brushed it ward him, before tilting her head questioning.

Glad leaf-bare’s gone and new-leaf is here? What he translated that too she wasn’t sure, but, well, there was only so much she could get across with movements.

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Sing your words [Honeyrose] Jan 25, 2016 5:45:48 GMT

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Spiderbite- RiverClan Warrior

Spiderbite knew Alligatoreye well enough- the spider was always careful in his ways to know everyone in his clan down to their scent and their look. However, he and Honeyrose weren’t as close, but he wished to remedy that. Spiderbite’s eccentricity stopped purely on the line of even in his strangeness that he wanted to have conversations with everyone. It wasn’t Honeyrose’s fault she couldn’t speak and since she didn’t decide that- she should still have access to all kinds of discussions. He wasn’t aware how hard it was to be mute- but he was sure that it would have a harder time in life all around. He brightened, feeling his face pull the smile he wished he could express through words when she relief and the firm nod.

Him moving only made him more aware that now that he had something, he had to work at it to be perfect. He knows Alligatoreye was the only one who could truly translate her – but he would sure try. The way of the spider was not of speaking to him anyways -as he wasn’t aware of their language, but he learned it. His mother told him spiders couldn’t speak to cats like him, even with him being a spider. He learned when they were threatened, when they would bite, and when they would flee. He learned by watching and assuming- so none the less the idea of learning Honeyrose’s language wasn’t at all out of the realms of possibility for him. Briefly he wondered did the female cat’s throat feel different if they couldn’t use their throat- but the thought passed through his ears like the wind as he focused on the cat next to him.

Her motions with her tail made him focus on everything- and he briefly blinked- before realizing she was pointing to the leaf- then far away. Far away, what was far away? Leaf – the forest was in that direction – ThunderClan! He grinned a little. “You think ThunderClan had something to do with it?” He hummed. “I always wonder what was the appeal to having so many trees around you. I always thought they were part squirrel or bird considering how much they love those trees of theirs. I’m surprised we haven’t heard of a cat being named ‘Treepelt’ or something.” Spiderbite chuckled at his own little joke, but his eyes never left her while he was speaking.

He only focused on her-briefly worried he had offended her and she was moving, but she brought the leaf closer to him. What was she saying? Leaf- fish, ThunderClan? The fish wasn’t green, or as small, but new. It was a better way to tell the time? Is that what she was saying? The fish was under the water and hard to see. So the leaf was easier to see? He tilted his head, “I guess the fish is harder to see and you don’t know how old it is- but leaves are easier to see and easier to guess the time?” That assumption was said with a small squint, as if he was trying truly hard to understand. “I guess they couldn’t call it new-flower either, since the flowers wilt in the summer too. You’re right.” He nodded- not sure if he got it or not, or got exactly what she was saying, but it was putting things in order to see the older picture.

Part of him realize that Batpaw and him…they had their own language and his mother tried to guess it and would laugh and laugh when she got it right. So…if he could bring his mother laughter and joy- he could bring Honeyrose some joy too right? He just had to put the things in right order and read them correctly. He could do it! Determined to be the best spider-translator he could be; he knew he would do it. Yes, he would!

Delighted with his internal mantra, he studied very hard on what she was gesturing to. The tail hiding the leaf and shaking her head. The leaf was there- leaf-no? Leaf-gone? When she pushed the leaf towards him, he blinked. Leaf was there now. Leaf gone, leaf was there now? Leaf-bare was gone, and new-leaf is here? What was the question exactly? “Leaf-bare is gone and new-leaf is here?” He questioned under his breath. “I’m happy for leaf-bare being gone. I like the idea of less cold. I like how we have more prey now too. Which reminds me I should totally eat part of that shouldn’t I?” Spiderbite grinned a little at it, leaning down to take a small bite of it, happy to taste something in his jaws now as the familiar taste was in his mouth. Swallowing it, he sat up with a small grin, nudging it to her as well. “Eat up- we have plenty of fish left. It fought me with all its strength- but I wrestled it out of the water and fought- and the fight went on for hours and hours, but I won! Even the storm that came down to try to give the fish the advantage- I won! I brought it back and now we can enjoy the fish of the fight~” – It was a bit obvious that there was no storm, the fish was slightly bigger, but not overly large, and he could have caught it easily, but that was Spiderbite for you.

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Sing your words [Honeyrose] Apr 6, 2016 11:50:11 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Apr 6, 2016 11:50:11 GMT

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She could still remember the night that they decided to figure out their own language. It had been in the medicine cat’s den, soon after the accident, when it became apparent that things weren’t just going to heal up and she’d be on her way again. Yellowstrike has been hopeful, or at least hadn’t been upfront what was happening, even if Nettleheart was… Nettleheart about the whole thing. But, the siblings had known, even if not for sure, there was a chance that the damage had been done. It had started small, figuring out gestures for things, and places, before they started mixing the best gestures for emotions into the mix. In many ways it had grown organically into something much bigger, and more complicated than many cats dared to try and learn.

That much only became more apparently every time she tried to talk with anyone by her brother. Spiderbite was doing better than so many tried to do in order to make sense of her beyond crucial needs. “You think ThunderClan had something to do with it?” Well, he got the ThunderClan part of it right at least, and that was enough to warrant a small smirk, and an agreeable nod She was going to force herself not to get into a huff just because he didn’t get the words exactly. She wanted to make the conversation work, and that meant her patience needed a good old work out. That was going to be a challenge in itself. Yet, as he rambled about loving trees and showing that maybe subtly, he had gotten the whole message, she found herself just watching his expression, ears pricked straight and attention, and not missing that he never looked elsewhere the whole time.

Yet, he was doing well to guess through her cryptic signs what she was trying to get across. “I guess the fish is harder to see and you don’t know how old it is- but leaves are easier to see and easier to guess the time?” That made sense. She bobbed her head with consideration, tailing her tail against the ground a few times. “I guess they couldn’t call it new-flower either, since the flowers wilt in the summer too. You’re right.” Once again, close enough, and it was enough to get a slightly wider grin out of her, especially as he got the last of the questions out. “Leaf-bare is gone and new-leaf is here?” She gave him a nod of affirmation. That one he got pretty much spot on. While she hated to think of communicating as a game, he was playing it like one well. Maybe that was the way she needed to think about it too.

“I’m happy for leaf-bare being gone. I like the idea of less cold. I like how we have more prey now too. Which reminds me I should totally eat part of that shouldn’t I?” Oh, right, the fish. Honeyrose turned her gaze down to it, before giving a flick of her tail against his side. Yeah, buddy, eat your part already so I can actually have some. Honeyrose turned her gaze briefly toward the camp entrance, Alligatoreye’s absence once again going through her mind. However just as quickly she dismissed it, as Spiderbite pushed the fish toward her. “Eat up- we have plenty of fish left. It fought me with all its strength- but I wrestled it out of the water and fought- and the fight went on for hours and hours, but I won! Even the storm that came down to try to give the fish the advantage- I won! I brought it back and now we can enjoy the fish of the fight~”.

Honeyrose blinked at him, before grinning, and giving a noiseless laugh, one that was barely a huff of breath, however, her shoulders and chest shook slightly, grin on her face. A motion of a laugh, as close as she could actually get to anything. She gave a deep dip of her head to the top, before lifting her tail to pat his shoulder a few times. I’m honoured to get a meal from such a fight. Reaching down, she took a few bites of the fish. Well, certainly seemed like a fish worthy of a battle, funny how fish tasted better in company that wasn’t her brother’s mouse-brained face. She pushed the fish back toward him. However, she did raise a brow, and lift her tai pointing up, and twitching the tip in a circle. I don’t remember the storm part happening though. For a moment, she paused, trying to think of what to even… try to say next.

That was the issue, with her brother, they spoke the same stories, a conversation that never really ended, was only broken up by needing to be split for a while. Yet, it meant that actually starting a new conversation seemed harder than it should be. After a moment, she lifted a paw, pointed it at the fish, before unsheathing her claws and swiping them a few times at the ground, before point the same paw to the fresh kill pile. Do you fight with all the fish you catch?

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