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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2016 11:01:06 GMT -5
{{ Does anyone have an open cat? I have Acornpaw or Applewhisper }}
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 11:02:37 GMT -5
(Currently I have Miststar open!)
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 11:19:39 GMT -5
(Everyone, I updated the Relations board! Please tell me if I missed anything or made any mistakes!)
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 11:30:20 GMT -5
(Okay, thanks! Also, I have Miststar open if you want to RP, Clover!)
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Post by nem on Dec 31, 2016 11:37:39 GMT -5
LórienJuniperfang - Juniperfang flattened his ears. He would've wanted to continue the battle, and, perhaps in it, Sandpaw would've got practice. "Do you need to visit the medicine den?" Juniperfang asked with a sigh. "Or do you want to do something else- like hunting?
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 12:04:22 GMT -5
(I don't think we should start with the kits just yet, but we can RP Miststar and Furzepaw! Do you want to start us off?)
Sandpaw shook his head, glancing at his pelt. "I'm good enough to go hunt." He said after a few moments, taking another step towards the edge of the clearing as he spoke.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2016 12:16:48 GMT -5
"I wouldn't mind escorting you back to camp," Hazelclaw backed up Lostsong, urging him.
She decided it was pointless—Peppleskip seemed like a very prideful fool. The brown she shook her head. "Whatever. If you say you're fine, so be it. Let's rest for a few minutes then continue the hunt. We have to catch something today." She always felt horrible returning to camp empty-pawed. It made her feel lazy and dumb.
After a few seconds, she realized she sounded quite commanding. Who was even leading the patrol? She didn't feel like letting the half-injured fool control everything, so she looked to the cream and brown shecat beside her. "Is that okay with you, Lostsong?"
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 12:34:45 GMT -5
(They should find the kits soon... We should set up a time where all 4 of us can be on today. @animefreak Sherk sweetclover1 ) "U-uh, sure, that sounds fine." She said shakily, still looking at Pebbleskip in the corner of her eye. Now ripping her shocked gaze off the tom, she answered with more confidence. "Yes, that sounds good." She responded clearly, only now realizing her claws were embedded in the dirt underneath her. Silently she sheathed them, bringing one up to lick. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2016 12:37:29 GMT -5
[ im available all day. just spam me with tags/dms on discord & ill come. ]
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 12:44:10 GMT -5
(Okay. xD)
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 12:45:01 GMT -5
(After 3:00 pm EST I might not be able to RP, since I'm having a sleepover.)
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Post by Sherk on Dec 31, 2016 12:47:08 GMT -5
Pebbleskip sighed a little in relief. He would've felt really bad returning with nothing. It gave him PTSD-style flashbacks to his first final assessment. He'd had horrible luck that day, and then Dewfur had become a warrior and he'd had to wait another moon to retake his assessment.
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Cotton was hungry. He poked his nose at the beetle held underneath his paws, "can you eat bugs?" He twisted around to ask his siblings. Mom hadn't been around. Not for a long while. It made him a little worried.
OOC: I'm out and about and my phone's almost dead. This'll be probably my only post. Don't do too much without me.
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 12:52:01 GMT -5
Lily glanced at her brother, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "E-ew... I'm not s-sure if that's the best i-idea." She squeaked, batting at the beetle to push it away. Though when she thought of the hunger in her stomach... it no longer seemed like the worst idea.
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Post by Sherk on Dec 31, 2016 13:04:10 GMT -5
Cotton tried to hide the beetle under his paws so she couldn't send it flying away from him.
It couldn't hurt him. Could it?
He leaned forward and opened his mouth, cracking the beetle's hard shell between his teeth.
"Ewewew!" He shrieked, spitting it out and shaking in disgust. "Ewwwwwwww."
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 13:09:54 GMT -5
Sharing Cotton's disgusted shriek, Lily fell backwards, accidentally falling through the small bush her and her siblings were using as shelter. Now nearly frozen with fear, Lily flattened on the ground, her already wide eyes growing.
That would be a a good time for one of us to spot the kits.
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Post by Felix on Dec 31, 2016 13:28:43 GMT -5
"Oh, hello there." Hummingflight started, "Everything is good! I'm a little hungry!" He exclaimed, as his belly grumbled loudly. "Okay, maybe a lot hungry!" He said, as he took a bite.
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 13:42:51 GMT -5
Oakwind chuckled at the tom's words, flopping down and using his claw to bring the vole closer to him. "It's not everyday an owl lands on you, is it?" Oakwind meowed with a glint of laughter in his eye, motioning to his back with his tail.
Freed from her daze, Lily stumbled back into the bush. She plopped herself on the ground, trying to process what she just saw. "U-uh, siblings... I-I just saw some c-cats..." She meowed wearily, not giving much detail of the three cats that had been on the edge of her vision.
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Post by Sherk on Dec 31, 2016 13:50:09 GMT -5
"Really?" Cotton asked, the horrible beetle all but forgotten. He poked his head out of the bush, "yup." He confirmed.
Wirh all the commotion going on in the bush, it was no wonder Pebbleskip heard it. And his companions probably did as well. He glanced around at them and twitched his tail towards the bush. "Hey," he said, and got up and began walking towards it.
Cotton's eyes widened, and he backed up again, "whoops."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2016 14:04:39 GMT -5
Hazelclaw nodded and was about to say something in response to Lostsong, but shrieking interrupted her. Forgetting the other two cats, she perked her ears and looked around sharply for the source of the sound. Whatever it was, it caused some prey to take off—she could hear a few tiny, hidden animals skittering back to burrows. Were those Redflight's kits making a ruckus? Or was it some animal? The fur along her spine rose.
She glanced back at Pebbleskip and Lostsong to see if they heard it as well. Maybe it was just some bird. She was ready to brush it off as nothing, before colors caught her eye. A furry animal tumbling out of the bush a few trees over. Her face furrowed as it scrambled back in the bush.
As Pebbleskip approached their hiding place, she found herself following him. "Dustkit? Foxkit? Is it you two in there?" Her voice was gentle, yet stern.
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Post by Felix on Dec 31, 2016 14:04:44 GMT -5
Hummingflight kept looking at his mouse and replied to Oakwind "No not every day. Nor every season. I would say it's uncommon." He then looked up at Oakwind, "Oh wow!" He exclaimed, "That is unlucky! Most go their entire life without that!" He then pointed to the small dots of blood on his own side. "You'll never guess how that happened!" He challenged.
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Post by Lórien on Dec 31, 2016 14:15:43 GMT -5
Lostsong whipped her head around, her eyes widening in confusion when she saw what Pebbleskip was padding towards. "W-wait, Pebbleskip... whatever it is might run away" Lostsong quietly whispered, putting her tail in front of the tom.
But by the time she had stopped Pebbleskip, Hazelclaw had already raced ahead and reached the bush. "Mouse-dung..." She muttered under her breath, letting her tail trail on the ground as she crept towards Hazelclaw.
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Lily let out a muffled squeak, darting to the back of the the bush. Hearing the voice of another cat, Lily was sent into further panic, and she attempted to climb the branches of the bush. She was successful, but now she found herself slightly... in a difficult situation. She was clinging onto a branch tightly with her front paws, while her back paws were each on two seprate branches underneath her.
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"Yeah, that's true." Oakwind replied, a slight grin on his face as he took a bite of his vole. "You could see it as lucky, if you think about it. I'll be able to tell that story over and over again to young ones." He meowed, then turning his head and continuing his smirk. "Hm, maybe an owl or rabid squirrel?" He replied jokingly, bending his head downwards to take another mouthful of meat.
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Post by Sherk on Dec 31, 2016 14:27:10 GMT -5
Cotton poked his head out of the bush again, "sorry." He said, smiling winningly up at the clan cats, "no adults allowed." He ducked back in, "Lily!" He scolded his sister, "Cherry, could you get her down please?"
Pebbleskip blinked in surprise as the small black and white kitten appeared and disappeared just as quickly.
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Post by Felix on Dec 31, 2016 14:28:19 GMT -5
"Hmm... Yeah sure, rabid squirrel, if that's what you call Miststar." Hummingflight meowed expressionless. "I should go tell her that!" He exclaimed.
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Post by poisonpaw on Dec 31, 2016 14:37:47 GMT -5
(Sorry for poof)
-Poisonfox-
After a little while of sleep, poisonfox gained a great idea one that his apprentice would love. He got up and went outside trying to find his apprentice. "Night hunting" he said under his breath. He learned to hunt at night all by himself because it allowed him to track a fox even at night. He also always had a weird sleep schedule sooo... it was perfect for him. " now where is that crazy apprentice" he said as he started searching around.
( Also I think for the whole plot thing there should be a group of rougies that want to become a clan. I think that would be cool.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2016 14:55:14 GMT -5
Hazelclaw jerked back as the kit popped out and grinned. "Y-you're not D-Dustkit...! O-Or Foxkit...ah..." She pinned her ears against her skull. She glanced back at the other two cats, jerking her head for them to help her. Because, honestly, she had no idea what she was doing. "Where are your parents?" She queried.
Cherry looked up at Lily, twitching her tail. She seemed oddly calm—as if strange cats probably trying to eat them were no big deal. "Lily, jump down, you stupid furball. Use Cotton to break your fall." She turned her head back to where the adult voices were coming from. Secretly, she was scared—but Cotton seemed fine, and she certainly didn't want to get shown up by one of her dumb siblings! She'd get teased for moons...if they lived that long. Her whiskers were, though, twitching anxiously.
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