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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 17, 2017 15:09:00 GMT -5
(Alright. Officially back. Heart problems are being solved. Work is going good so im okay now.)
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Bisexual
Hawkeye
I'm often busy w/school but I try to be on at least every other day.
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Post by Hawkeye on Mar 17, 2017 22:20:46 GMT -5
Wolfgaze fluffed up her fur against the slight morning chill, watching the kits run past her and Willowcurl. "I can follow them if you want, make sure they don't get into trouble," she offered, moving to stand by her sister and giving Graykit an encouraging smile when he looked back at them.
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Mar 17, 2017 23:29:42 GMT -5
Snakefang was staring at her feet. Thankfully, she could still see that far. She heard a voice call her name, but Galerush was nothing but a blob until he came about a foxlength close to her. For some reason, his approach made her tear up. 'No... dont cry, you'll wash away the treatment!' She stifled a small sniffle before giving him a very obviously forced smile. Before speaking, she made sure her brother was no where near. Thankfully, he was not, but the odds of him returning and seeing her talking to someone would make him quietly furious. She couldn't bring herself to look at Galerush, although she could indeed see him from where he was now. "I'm fine... I...I just got something in my eyes is all." |
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Post by xfogpathx on Mar 18, 2017 0:40:32 GMT -5
(Alright. Officially back. Heart problems are being solved. Work is going good so im okay now.) ((Are you sure? If so, youre characters would probably be aged up, since we moved forward quite a bit.)) |
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Post by xfogpathx on Mar 18, 2017 1:25:06 GMT -5
"Well look at that!" Nightweaver mewed in joyful surprise as he followed her line of sight to land on the newly emerged kits and the she-cats watching them. "They grew so quickly...a few more moons and they'll be in the apprentice den." A soft, warm smile spread across his muzzle as his gaze drifted from the kits to his deputy. It was easy to imagine their own litter in the their place, stepping foot into the main camp for the first time. "...I think its a good idea...kits, I mean." He murmured and pressed against her side, looking away to the kits once more.
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Willowcurl thought it over for a minute, wary of letting anyone, even her sister, take responsibility of her kits. With no other queens in the nursery, she had been on her own and had to deal with them herself. She was reluctant to be away from them. But... Her odd-colored eyes looked wistfully towards the camp entrance and she felt restlessness settled into her limbs. It had been three long moons of being cooped up in camp and she would love to go out before the snow began to fall. Maybe she could ask Harpyscreech if she could go on a hunting patrol. "Are you sure you can handle them? Falconkit and Mockingkit can be quite a pawful." Willowcurl warned her sister with a stern glance towards her litter.
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Galerush couldn't say he entirely believed her but he decided to let it go. He sat down across from her and self-consciously licked his chest fur a few times before looking back at her. "We haven't been on a patrol together in a while...possibly moons now that I think about it...Copperslash likes to hide you away from me." Galerush tried to joke but he couldn't help the real, bitter tinge to his words. The three of them had been close, once, a long time ago. It was quiet moments like these were he would miss the easy companionship he had with his old friends.
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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 Mar 18, 2017 10:49:16 GMT -5
"A-sorry!" Raventail yelpled, scrambling up out of his nest and rasping an embarrassed tongue over his chest. He was always a restless sleeper, one who'd roll over on other cats by accident, but he always felt terrible about it. The tom shook out his fur, scenting the morning air carefully, taking it in, trying to imagine what it looked like. The lorekeeper tried his best not to sulk about losing his sight, trying to make the best out of the situation.
"Hey- it seems nice out, ya think Mossfreckle will let me out of the camp? I'm dying of boredom in here," he told the she cat, blinking his eyes slowly.
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Coldfire was crouched at the entrance, eyes flashing nervously around her clanmates. Honestly she would have rather gone out on her own, but she knew how the deputies got when she did that too often. The silver she cat let out a soft sigh, shifting her weight carefully.
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"I'm faster!" Mockingkit yowled, leaping ontop of Falconkit before dashing off, clearly wanting to get into a race- or play fight- with her brother. The young kit was stumbling over her own paws, and really wasn't making it that far, only a few fox-lengths away from her parents.
(Ugh sorry guys for the short post and not being on much. I'm on my phone and suffering from low muse .-. )
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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 18, 2017 13:08:55 GMT -5
((Yeah im fine with that, I dont mind!))
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Mar 18, 2017 13:35:13 GMT -5
Snakefang tried to hide her visible wince at her brother's name. She wanted nothing more than to escape the camp with Galerush now, just so Copperslash wouldn't see her talking with him. She swallowed hard. "If Batrain would let me... we-we could go on a...small walk?" Her voice faltered at the end. Her suggestion practically a whisper. A secret.
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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 18, 2017 14:41:44 GMT -5
(Fog, I will be a little busy with school work and doctors appointments I can try to be as active as I can but 8th grade essays are annoying.)
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Bisexual
Hawkeye
I'm often busy w/school but I try to be on at least every other day.
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Post by Hawkeye on Mar 19, 2017 1:46:06 GMT -5
Wolfgaze smiled at her sister, noticing the longing in her eyes as she looked over at the camp's exit. It would probably do her good to get out of camp after so many moons cooped up in the nursery, taking care of her litter. "I can handle them," she reassured Willowcurl, watching with a purr as Mockingkit and Falconkit tumbled over one another.
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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 19, 2017 13:37:07 GMT -5
(Fog, when can I start Rping? Im bored and lonelyyyy)
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Post by Corax on Mar 19, 2017 16:50:23 GMT -5
(Yeah, he could use some actual training lol Who should he train with)
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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 19, 2017 17:30:15 GMT -5
(Hey Cori!)
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Post by Corax on Mar 19, 2017 20:41:04 GMT -5
(Heya! Long time no see!)
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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 20, 2017 11:10:56 GMT -5
(Been a long time! If you email me ill catch you up to date on everything thats been going on!)
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Post by BlackWolf5471 on Mar 20, 2017 13:31:30 GMT -5
(Hii!)
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Post by Fallen Stars on Mar 28, 2017 20:35:22 GMT -5
[[ Wow sorry for the poof guys! Been a bit busy and almost forgot about this lol ]]
Nettlekit & Siblings // Camp - -
The she-kit calmly walked out of the den while her two siblings tumbled out in front of her. Nettlekit's focus was on her surroundings and to say the least she was mesmerized. There was so much to see. Between Clanmates roaming around and the actual camp itself, the kit was at a loss. Her dark green eyes shone with awe and curiosity. She would have been lost daydreaming if not for the sounds of Falconkit and Mockingkit play-fighting ahead. Nettlekit snapped out of her trance, her eyes focused attentively to see her brother tackle her sister. Feeling a sudden urge to join with them, she bounded over to them. Aiming to be on her sister's side, Nettlekit gently pushed Falconkit off with her big paws. She was about the same size as him, definitely large than the average she-kit, so it wouldn't be hard for her to get the tom-kit off Mockingkit.
[[ I believe this was the only one I had to respond to? I can't remember. Otherwise, I have a lot of my characters open~ ;D ]]
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Bisexual
Hawkeye
I'm often busy w/school but I try to be on at least every other day.
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Post by Hawkeye on Mar 28, 2017 21:37:52 GMT -5
(Glad to see this is running again ~)
Wolfgaze brushed her tail against Willowcurl's shoulder as she padded after her sister's kits, watching as they fought playfully. She settled down a short distance from them, not wanting to bother them while they were playing a game. Her tail swished across the floor, a slight smile spreading across her muzzle as she continued to watch her nieces and nephews.
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Post by xfogpathx on Mar 29, 2017 1:47:50 GMT -5
((Hello friends. I'm still adjusting to the States so please be paitient.))
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Post by xfogpathx on Mar 29, 2017 1:51:59 GMT -5
Graykit hesitated and looked back at Wolfgaze before following after Nettlekit. He didn't help the she-kits fight off Falconkit, just watching them nervously. He could see several bigger cats looking at them while they played and it was putting him on edge. He kept his eyes on siblings while he walked, not noticing when his paws slipped off the edge of the step and he fell to the step below with a yelp.
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Bisexual
Darkηesque
DreamCloud96 at the original wcf. Member since 12/21/09.
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Post by Darkηesque on Mar 29, 2017 1:52:37 GMT -5
... ↪ Yeah! Sorry about the quiet week of absence everyone. It was a rough one mentally for me and a busy one for Fog ;o; I hope we can get back on our feet
As a short thing to Black, just make a post? I'm sorry about your health. Hope you stay well
I have everyone free. With Fog having more free-time soon, I have a little more motivation to rp and write again. Eris was the one trying to kick our butts to rp for a couple days there but it was just too much cx
... ↪ • Falconkit | Camp w/ Kin -- Of course Falconkit was planning on hopping off of Mockingkit's back eventually. He didn't even feel a sense of revenge to nick her nose like she'd done to him since it were probably an accident. In fact he was giggling with her, forgetting their childish argument already.
Another body managed to knock into him before he could move away. Falconkit bowled over with Nettlekit, who was on par with his size for being a she-kit. Seemed like he'd need to pick on his other sister now, but he wanted the back-up of his brother. However, he couldn't see Graykit anywhere.
He had left the Nursery with them, right? Falconkit knew he as a bit sheepish and a attached to their Ma, but he typically always went along with his siblings. The multi-colored tom-kit swung his head in Wolfgaze's direction, showing his scratched up face from the dirt.
"Where's Graykit?" he asked with a narrowed gaze that looked less than intimidating on his tiny face even if it was looking a little rough. The bigger cat was supposed to be watching them so she just had to know of his brother's whereabouts. Falconkit had to resist playing with his sisters while he waited for an answer. |
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Post by xfogpathx on Mar 29, 2017 1:56:09 GMT -5
Pearseed looked around at Coldfire and Bearcharge with a frown. "Well, what are we waiting around for?" She newer with a playful roll of her eyes before moving past then to leave the camo. Coldfire was supposed to lead but the young cat was getting too antsy waiting to leave. The sooner they finished the border patrol, the sooner she could come back at get back at her annoying brother.
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Bisexual
Darkηesque
DreamCloud96 at the original wcf. Member since 12/21/09.
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Post by Darkηesque on Mar 29, 2017 2:01:19 GMT -5
... ↪ • Mossfreckle | Camp w/ Nightweaver -- There was a humm of thought that gradually turned into a purr. Mossfreckle was both so pleased and yet so hesitant at the same time. Either way she approached him with an answer was probably going to make Nightweaver anxious. Still leaning into his form, she brought herself to sit up slowly and butted her forehead onto his and licked between his eyes.
"Maybe we'll start trying soon then, huh?" she teased before pulling away and pushing herself onto her paws. "I think you should talk to Adderfang once that happens, yeah?" Mossfreckle continued, but was sure she had some duties to take care of so she didn't want to get too comfortable with him for too long. Most of the clan was unbeknownst to their courtship, though they weren't hiding it very well the last while anyway.
Trotting over to the ledge, the deputy peered over the clan and the sight of Cloudchaser sitting with Webtangle caught her eye. What was her sweet nephew doing with that womanizer? Getting tips on she-cats? Cloudchaser was too young to start a family. He needed to live his life while he could! "I have to go take care of something," she meowed to her almost-mate and waved her tail good-bye before slipping down the ledges.
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• Webtangle, Cloudchaser, Mossfreckle | Camp -- A short-lived conversation was cut when one of the deputies approached the mainly-white but multi-colored toms near the fresh-kill pile. Mossfreckle didn't seem very bubbly which made Cloudchaser furrow his 'eyebrows' considering she was just up at the top of camp snuggling up to Nightweaver from what he could assume.
"You're not getting advice on she-cats from this sweet-talker, are you?" she asked and he could tell that she was trying her best to sound like she was teasing, but too much concern was heard in her tone. Cloudchaser exchanged a confused-look with Webtangle before facing his aunt with the same quizzical expression. That's not something he was interested in.
"No? I was just with Bearcharge before he left with his patrol. I just started to talk to Webtangle about–I don't know–weird things that could make life easier for the clan. Like invention ideas and stuff," the young tom explained. The other warrior was actually really smart but often struck-out with she-cats so he wouldn't come to him for that kind of advice even if he liked she-cats.
After all that he said, Mossfreckle didn't quite understand why he brought up Bearcharge or what he meant even when he used such plain vocabulary that she could tell irked Webtangle and the disappointed-look on his face, but she was pleased that her fears were quelled. The deputy tried asking Webtangle about Raventail before departing from the pair and the news she received wasn't good.
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• Owlcrest, Asterwing | Camp -- As much as she didn't want to admit needing help with something so awkward, Asterwing was having trouble with toms or deciding who to pursue rather when all of her suitors had such gaping flaws. The young she-cat had gone to Owlcrest for advice, since he was a Mystic and a matchmaker afterall so she was sure he could help even with a topic so weird. She just didn't appreciate the leer of his watery eyes as she talked about her dilemma, but she knew he couldn't help his allergies. However, they were entering the cold season now so what could be bugging him? The gray she-cat tried to blame it on chilly winds as she continued to explain what was wrong with these toms and did her best to avoid meeting his wide, boring gaze.
"I just don't know what to do, Owlcrest. I'm an independent she-cat. I can hunt and fight quite well, actually. I don't need a mate–I love being a warrior–but is it so hard to want someone paired for me to love? I just can't decide. There's Oakstep, who I watched grow up so closely behind me, and Drizzledance, too. I admire their compassion for the clan, but whenever they're around me now they get so flustered. It wasn't this bad when we were young apprentices and friends. I always looked up to Pineconebristle, but he's just as confusing, only this time with the way he does talk to me. Cloudchaser and Bearcharge are a little too close to each other for me to feel comfortable with interfering, and Duckthorn is just...not an option. Webtangle isn't my type and Raventail's been out of commission."
As she spoke, Owlcrest did his best to soak up her words and did his best not to sneeze on her. He couldn't help but think she was being a little whiny and too wound up by this. Her first statements were true, she didn't need a tom to do profoundly well for the clan, but all of her judgemental cues to follow made the older tom feel quite uncomfortable. He noticed that she capped off her options before anyone, say, Leaftumble's age. Would she say he were too reserved for her tastes, or that he himself were too ugly or that Copperslash were too crude? Well out of all of that, he guessed he could agree with the last one and tried to shake off the rest of the assumptions. "You just want me to name a tom you have the best chance with? Fine, Oakstep is the one you should seek." |
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 29, 2017 2:12:02 GMT -5
(Am I too late to join the party?)
Shimmerpaw sprints out of camp, her normal, energetic self, ready to go hunting. She paces along the entrance, her amber eyes glittering, her tortoiseshell fur rippling. "Where is my mentor? I'm ready for my first hunting patrol!!"
(I need a mentor.)
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Post by xfogpathx on Mar 29, 2017 2:16:04 GMT -5
((Uhm...you aren't in this clan are you? I don't remember a new form in the joining page.))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 29, 2017 2:17:43 GMT -5
((oh... I literally forgot to do that sorry! I'll do it right now!))
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