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Post by complacentdevil on Oct 31, 2021 19:28:34 GMT -5
Wildpaw was in sad sorts. She had been awoken by a pumpkin almost crushing her in her sleep. At first she thought it was a Nightclan warrior finally catching on to her nightly escapades and trying to kill her, but as she looked it over she found multiple names eerily scratched into the plants rind. She furrowed her brows, knowing that it must mean something. Why? Who knows. But here she was gathering up all these cats for... something.
Post by Honeystorm on Oct 31, 2021 19:31:49 GMT -5
Pinesimmer wasn't entirely sure why he was here. Well, he was bored, maybe Eshek was here, and then he would get to show her his wonderful new face scar and blinded eye. Honestly, he was probably scarier than most things cats dressed up as at this point. That being said... something, some noise as he padded up beside Wildpaw made the fur along his spine raise. Blinking his single eye, he glanced around, but didn't see anything out of sorts. "Did anyone else hear that?"
Softpelt had been carrying a basket of candy intending to bring it back for the kits and apprentices back in SpringClan.
Only for her to jump when she accidentally brushed against a long grass, yelping dropping the basket containing the goodies she'd gathered.
"Oh no!" She cried, hastily dropping down to start scraping up the treats she'd dropped trying to prevent them from falling into the mud and becoming inedible.
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Post by simplylight on Oct 31, 2021 19:34:47 GMT -5
This was proving to be an interesting excursion for sure. Calamityshrine loved to join new adventures with new cats. He's just that kind of dude, ya know? At the sound of the strange noise Pinesimmer heard, Cal decided it would be fun to mock the sound and see how long it would take the others to notice. Ever so subtly he began his cooing...
Why was Hystericstar here? Well, he had heard rumors of a rare herb growing nearby, and so of course he had to come to investigate it. Glancing around, he figured that there was only one place that it could possibly be: in the corn maze. He turned his gaze back to Cal. "If you're done stalking me, you guys gonna come with?" More eyes were better for this type of thing, right?
Post by Honeystorm on Oct 31, 2021 19:43:10 GMT -5
Pinesimmer already had enough to deal with Aspen and her attitude, he didn't need this other tom mocking him either. Luckily for him... He may have brought a lighter with him. He'd been hanging around twolegplace, and well, he found this fire stick thing. Pulling the item from his candy basket as he stepped into the corn maze, he carefully pressed the button, lighting it and holding it to the dry corn with a sour look on his face. "Who's laughing now?"
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Post by simplylight on Oct 31, 2021 19:46:31 GMT -5
Cal gave a grin to Hystericstar before raising a brow at Pinesimmer. "Now, simmer down. Tonight is supposed to be fun remember?" He responded, moving to walk past the tom. As soon as he was just in the dude's blind spot, he flicked the lighter out of his paw and grabbed it quickly off the ground. "Haha! See, I'm still having fun." He danced away with the lighter in his mouth, singing as he went.
Edited Oct 31, 2021 19:47:05 GMT -5 By simplylight
Post by complacentdevil on Oct 31, 2021 19:48:25 GMT -5
Wildpaw nodded at Hystericstars suggestion. More eyes would be better in a maze for sure, might be easier to find the way out. Not like they had to go in anyways but... Oh well. She watched as Pinesimmer made a poor attempt to start a fire, stopped by none other than Calamityshrine. Out of anyone she thought that he wouldve gone along with the fire starting. But maybe not. Even then the fire fighting was a poor effort too, she couldnt believe it. "Tonights going to be fun," she mocked, flicking her tail angrily, "Im gonna sing and dance and light something on fire on accident because im Calamityshrine and Im more trouble than Im worth."
Softpelt managed to gather up most of her candy just as Hystericstar declared they were going into the corn maze. Huffing the fluffy white she cat moved to follow after them. Jumping when she noticed a part of it was suddenly lit up with fire. She edged back away from the fiery sight and then it was gone. Calamityshrine having confiscated the lighter.
Then she realized one of her treats was missing and she looked around, ear swiveling back as she heard Wildpaw making a poor example of imitating Calamityshrine.
She bristled and turned her eyes narrowing when she saw Wildpaw standing over one of her treats.
"Hey now, you should treat your elders with more respect. Also that treat is for one of the apprentices in my clan, please step away from it or I shall be forced to use violence."
"Though I am a sweet cat, and would prefer to not use violence. I'm not above using it in such a situation." She said, drawing up her paw and doing the equivalent of a kitty back hand slap to Wildpaw. There wasn't much force behind it as it was more to make a point than to cause actual harm.
As Softpelt picked a fight with Wildpaw, Hystericstar's full attention was on Cal, who was dancing around with a lighter. Wildpaw was right - Cal was definitely going to start something - or himself - on fire with that thing. So, while the other tom was distracted with his dance, Hystericstar slipped the lighter out of his mouth and attempted to yeet it further into the corn. However, Hystericstar was definitely not the strongest, and the lighter slipped out of his grasp and fell to hide inside of the accursed sweater that he hadn't been allowed to leave camp without. Thanks Chestnutheart.
Post by Honeystorm on Oct 31, 2021 20:00:56 GMT -5
"I think you go beyond 'elder' and into 'ancient' lady." Pinesimmer's voice was snarky after his lighter had been stolen from him, and now he stalked forward to Softpelt. "I heard you like Calamityshrine, that annoying tom. Right?" He lifted her paw with his own, claws digging into her foot, preventing her from leaving. "Unless you'd like more injured paws, and me to spill your secrets, you help me from now on, hmm?"
Post by complacentdevil on Oct 31, 2021 20:05:11 GMT -5
Treat your elders with respect? These elders were acting like kits! Wildpaw bristled at the slap to the face, the fur on her spine sticking straight up. She couldnt believe this, but pushed the treat back to Softpelt, taking a few steps away from the group. She would get these elders back, that was for sure. She wandered off deeper into the corn maze, figuring she was better off without them at this rate. While inside she came across a giant hole in the ground, spikes right and ready at the bottom of it. The others shouldnt see this... While they were still in the beginnings of the maze she spent her time gathering enough straw and broken bits of corn stalks to cover up the hole, making it disappear. She was pleased with her work. This would teach them a lesson for sure. But as she turned away from her masterpiece she crumpled to the ground, flat on her belly as someone hit her on the head with a rock, knocking her unconscious.
Softpelt blinked turning towards Pinesimmer with a curled lip in shock. "I beg your pardon- who are you calling-" She trailed off when Pinesimmer went on about 'liking' Calamityshrine? The weird annoying tom?
"Absolutely not I'm married-" Well she had been quick to lash out at Wildpaw when Wildpaw imitated him.. was it possible? Was that enough to warrant 'liking' a cat.
She sounded like a kit with how she was thinking.
But before she could continue chasing that line of thinking, Pinesimmer had grabbed one of her paws and dug his claws into her foot earning a gasping breathy noise. What would've been a screech except Softpelt had to keep her voice down from drawing attention to her and Pinesimmer.
She hissed ears flattening as she wobbled keeping her paw elevated now that he'd gone and dug into it. But her balance wasn't good enough to keep her paw off the ground forcing her to place it.
"Fine." She ground out. "Just don't stick close to me." She hissed ears flattening, she walked on leaving some bloody footprints as she walked now.
This was getting annoying. As the chaos continued, Hystericstar shook his head, noticing as Wildpaw snuck off on her own out of the corner of his eye. He wasn't sure if the apprentice would bring him the herb if she happened to find it, and so he followed after a few moments. And so, he watched as Wildpaw covered a trap, a frown on his face. Was Wildpaw planning something? Never trust an apprentice - or kit - it seemed. He should've known this already. Once Wildpaw finished up, he took the chance to hit her on the head with a rock, only intending to knock the apprentice out. That should stop whatever evils she was up to. He didn't notice that he had actually killed Wildpaw.
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Post by simplylight on Oct 31, 2021 20:17:56 GMT -5
Calamityshrine was hungry. He wanted the pumpkins and candy, which he was only going to get if he stole something scary. Hearing a thump on the ground that sounded suspiciously like a dead body, an idea popped into his head. He figured it wouldn't hurt to look just in case... Ah, and there it was, the strangely dead(?) body of Wildpaw. He would probably make a good sob story to get pumpkins and candy. He looked at Hystericstar. "Don't judge me, I'm desperate."
Post by Honeystorm on Oct 31, 2021 20:29:29 GMT -5
Pinesimmer was sick of this, and he really did want his lighter back. So he marched up to Calamityshrine, snatching the red wig off of the tom's head and placing it on his own, as if for effect. "I'll be taking this wig, and my lighter back." Well, he would have grabbed the lighter, except after a moment he smelled smoke, and burning hair. Apparently the hair was cursed, and stealing it set it aflame, engulfing the medicine cat in red flames.
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Post by simplylight on Oct 31, 2021 20:34:09 GMT -5
Cal, still holding the dead body of Wildpaw, looked on quite alarmed as Pinesimmer caught on fire. "My wig..." He looked bewildered between Softpelt and Hystericstar. "So...uh.. I guess there's that. I'm going to search for pumpkins and candy." He padded off into a random direction. It wasn't long before he found a random delinquent out in the corn. He was looking rather rabid and mumbling words, spikes hanging around his neck and claws sharp and bloody. An apprentice-aged cat of the corn field? Perfect. "Hey everyone! This one might be able to show us where the candy is! He looks completely harmless."
Softpelt gasped as she realized cats were starting to disappear from the group. Calamityshrine was slurring at a delinquent, Hystericstar seemed to have lost his mind.
And...
Her eyes widened as she saw the limp form of Wildpaw near Calamityshrine. "Oh my gosh! There's been a murder!" Thunder cracked melodramatically at her words.
"What is the protocol for this?! oh no, oh no."
The fluffy white she cat paced back and forth wincing every so often when she put her bleeding paw down, she really ought to put cobwebs on it but the bleeding pawprint aesthetic was kind of cool.
"I guess I'll have to make a protocol for murder."
She sat down lifting her bleeding paw to tap her chin resulting in blood smearing along her lovely fluffy white coat.
"Step 1. Don't have a murder happen."
She looked over at Wildpaw. "Well that's step 1 failed."
