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Post by Falconwing on Nov 16, 2016 15:44:13 GMT -5
{{ Messaged You sweetclover1 }}
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Post by Bloodrose on Nov 17, 2016 15:22:00 GMT -5
"Well hopefully we wont have to worry about them until New-leaf. The scent of fox continually blows over from their territory into ours. Hopefully those foxes can keep those wanna-be warriors occupied for a while so they won't have time to think about crossing the border." Cavegrowls meowed was full of thought and he actually hoped that they wouldn't cause any problems. The usually battle ready tom had other things in mind and he didn't want some mouse-brained outsiders getting in his way. Finally making it to the Fallen Oak the dark grey tom fell silent for a moment as he cautiously clawed his way onto the large fallen tree. The river rushed below with ice cold water causing the tom to grib the tree trunk tightly with his claws. "Careful,the tree has a coat of ice on it use your claws", he warned shooting a stern glance to his apprentice Foxpaw. The last thing he needed was for his apprentice to take a soaking and make him dive in after her. Moving slowly he made it across and leapt down, his dark amber eyes looking for who was going to go next.
Winterstorm heard his warrior name called by the deputy and he perked up. "Yes! If I dont get my blood pumping some-how I feel as if my bones will freeze", the white long-haired lean tom meowed shaking the snow of that had started to gather on his pelt. Moving forwards he went to gather with the rest of the hunting patrol ready to sink his claws into something warm.
Timberstar watched as Iceberry's body moved stealthily through the whitening forest. He was memorized by her beautiful form and when she turned back around with the mouse in her jaws he shook his head to re-awaken himself from the trance and he waved his tail in congrats about her kill. Not wanting to be shown up he scented the air and the scent of mouse was still strong, a second mouse must be somewhere. Honing in his senses the large brown tom stalked forwards, towards a large dying fern. At its base a small mouse nibbled at it roots. Moving swiftly he pounced catching the creature in his paws and also causing an unseen mouse to dark out of the cover of the fern and straight towards Iceberry. "Get it!", he called to her hoping that they would successfully catch the family of rodents.
Despite the rumbling in her stomach Willowpaw didn't even notice the squirrel that Stoneshadow had brought for them to share. When asked what was wrong she moved forwards and spoke, eyes wide with worry. "Starclan has sent me a dream! A terrible warning of a danger that will come to the clan!", she meowed frantically. Quickly she told her mentor of her dream and the words spoken to her by the unknown Starclan warrior. "What does it mean?", she pleaded hoping that he had the wisdom and knowledge to make sense of the dream.
{{I apologize for my absence. I forgot to pay my internet bill and just got it turned back on }} The young apprentice peered down at the rushing river and began to tremble, ears flattening against her head and her tail even bushier than usual. Slowly she moved onto the fallen tree, shivering with fear she dug her claws deep into the trunk, staring at Cavegrowl for strength and motivation as she struggled to force herself to cross. Foxpaw /hated/ water.
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 17, 2016 22:35:25 GMT -5
"Keep your balance with your tail, and just keep moving", Cavegrowl meowed firmly to his apprentice as she began to cross after him. She was doing good so far but he knew that this was all new for her. Getting accustomed to traveling across snow and ice is always difficult to get used to and can even take all of the first winter. "Your almost all the way across", he added to comfort the young cat as she continued to inch forwards.
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Post by Bloodrose on Nov 18, 2016 2:43:38 GMT -5
"Keep your balance with your tail, and just keep moving", Cavegrowl meowed firmly to his apprentice as she began to cross after him. She was doing good so far but he knew that this was all new for her. Getting accustomed to traveling across snow and ice is always difficult to get used to and can even take all of the first winter. "Your almost all the way across", he added to comfort the young cat as she continued to inch forwards. His encouragement gave her strength to almost make it to the other side, but she slipped three tail lengths from the other side. She yowled with panic as she almost fell into the water, before managing to dig in her back claws and leap the rest of the way, barely reaching and landing clumsily. She clung desperately to the bank and dragged herself up it, panting as she put distance between her and the river. Foxpaw then sat and tried to regain what remained of her dignity, licking her chest and paws.
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Post by Falconwing on Nov 18, 2016 22:15:05 GMT -5
Cavegrowl lurched forwards and grabbed hold of the apprentices scruff and helped her to his side. "Ice it tricky to get used to traveling across, even warriors can slip and fall", the dark tom encouraged trying to make the young cat feel okay about slipping. Nudging her with his nose against her cheek he gestured for her to keep her chin up and stay proud. He then waited for Honeybrook an Hareleap to join them on the other side before he continued on with the patrol. {{@chasingfreedomsheart hound }}
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Post by Bloodrose on Nov 19, 2016 7:42:59 GMT -5
Cavegrowl lurched forwards and grabbed hold of the apprentices scruff and helped her to his side. "Ice it tricky to get used to traveling across, even warriors can slip and fall", the dark tom encouraged trying to make the young cat feel okay about slipping. Nudging her with his nose against her cheek he gestured for her to keep her chin up and stay proud. He then waited for Honeybrook an Hareleap to join them on the other side before he continued on with the patrol. {{@chasingfreedomsheart hound }} She purred at him half-heartedly, her little heart still thumping wildly in her chest, her tail still puffed up to ridiculous proportions. 'I'll g-get there, Cavegrowl.' She managed to say, standing and walking by his side as they continued.
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silverpaw
why am i alive again?
Pronouns: them/they she/her
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Post by silverpaw on Nov 19, 2016 11:50:10 GMT -5
Name:: silversong Age::15 moons Gender::she Rank::warrior Description:: A long haired silver she cat. Bluish greenish eyes Personality::Shes curious and clumsy. she has a strange fasination for twoleg items Mate/Crush::none Kin/Kits::none Other:: none
tangled hearts
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Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Nov 19, 2016 12:16:39 GMT -5
Iceberry leaped forward, catching the mouse with a claw, before shooting forwards and biting it's neck. The she cat put the mouse down next to hers, loving the fact that she was hunting. She preferred border patrols, of course, but a good hunt was always a great way to start the day. "Three mice, that's pretty good today." She commented, her eyes catching sight of a squirrel. She slipped into a crouch, creeping forward, then leaping, missing the squirrel as it scrambled up the tree. "Fox-dung," she muttered under her breath before turning to Timberfall. "Eh, you can't get them all the time." She purred, trying to lighten her own mood.
Stoneshadows eyes narrowed, a pang of worry shooting in his chest. This wasn't a good sign, not in the slightest. He was glad that Starclan was contacting his apprentice, he just wished she had received happier news. "It sounds like you've already interpreted it, Willowpaw. When Timberstar returns we will have to tell him of this." He mewed with a small sigh.
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Post by Bloodrose on Nov 24, 2016 12:08:55 GMT -5
(Yo anyone online...?)
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Post by Bloodrose on Nov 26, 2016 11:36:45 GMT -5
(Anyone here?)
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hound
"Tell a lie once and all your truths become questionable."
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Post by hound on Dec 8, 2016 17:44:34 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 17:51:08 GMT -5
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 8, 2016 18:03:14 GMT -5
(Hey ^.^)
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Post by LightBringer on Dec 12, 2016 12:18:11 GMT -5
Name:: AngelHeart Age::19 moons old Gender:: She-Cat Rank:: Warrior. Description:: (Must be atleast two secntances) Exotic look, blue eyes, white fur with grey spots and lines. Unique markings around her face, slightly bigger ears, soft pelt. smaller sized, but fierce. Personality:: (Must be atleast two sentances) somewhat standoffish at first, has been on her own for awhile. reserved, but loyal, and playful and happy when she gets more comfortable. fierce warrior, brave, doesnt back down. does what she thinks is right. respects authority, but is wary of someone too powerful. Mate/Crush:: none Kin/Kits:: none Other: Daughter of Nightbringer, is searching for a mate.
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