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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 13:31:32 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
Flintpaw pawed at her tongue hopelessly as the feathers glued themselves to it. Attempting to spit them out seemed fruitless as well. Her eyes narrowed slightly when she felt the wind fluff up her pelt. She was usually the last one up, but she was never slept in this late. "I'm not looking forward to today." She mused through the feathers, a tint of annoyance in her voice as they were still stuck to her muzzle and tongue. Pawing at the feathers in another attempt out of desperation as the feathers proved to be too uncomfortable to stand as some of them threatened to go up her nose with each breath, and, yet, she still had to take off the left wing's feathers, ultimately regretting her decision to pick the thrush. Deciding to ignore the other wing, she preceded to eat the other half of the bird out of sheer laziness. She'll get to the other wing when she has to.
She peered over to Crowpaw's gesture of the Medicine Cat’s den, Where Adderfang was helping another cat. If she remembered right, it was Grasswhisker. "Rainpaw's helping Adderfang today?" She inquired. |  --- 191 words |
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Oct 22, 2016 13:47:08 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 13:47:08 GMT -5
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Crowpaw noticed that Flintpaw was having some trouble with her thrush, and the
wind. He instantly understood this when he himself tried to pluck some feathers from
his blackbird, and some were instantly picked up by the wind, while others stuck to
his pelt and mouth. He watched as Rainpaw flicked his ear as a feather blew over and
stuck to him. He wasn't too fond of Rainpaw; he looked weak, and acted weak, and
this clan didn't have room for weaklings. "I'm not sure. They were talking a bit, and
Squirrelstar was there too. Looks like Rainpaw slipped and bumped into Adderfang,
and maybe he's helping him now. Again, I'm not one hundred percent sure," He
snorted, pawing at his face and mouth to try to get the feathers off. Why.
Why, of all things, did he pick a bird to eat on a windy day?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 14:07:23 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
She purred though her munching as she watched the feathers float over to Rainpaw, becoming his problem now. "Soo glad I'm not him." She referred to having to help Adderfang than his feather problem, glancing over at Crowpaw who was now having the same struggles she was having. Some of the feathers stuck to her paws and chest, the brown sticking out from her white fur. She had scrapped the meat from what she could from what was available without plucking more feathers. She wrapped her tail around her, she began her mission once again. Once finished battling the wind, feather duo she flicked the last feather off her and began scrapping them off her chest and paws, forgetting and unaware the feathers were headed straight for the white and gray apprentice and the Medicine Cat. "I'm so done with feathers." She huffed swiping some of the feathers away, before intentionally blowing some on Crowpaw. | 154 words |
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Oct 22, 2016 14:26:44 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 14:26:44 GMT -5
➳ Crowpaw | 6 Moons | Rank ➳ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
He flicked his tail in playful annoyance when Flintpaw blew feathers his way. Rainpaw,
who was desperately trying to get he feather's off his face and pelt, now looked confused
and more like a bird than a cat. "Yeah.. Adderfang can be harsh." He himself was getting
fed up with these feathers,and an idea soon popped in his head. He carefully lifted the
bird, holding it as high in the air a possible, then dropped it. It hit the ground, the
movement causing most of the feathers to detach. However, Crowpaw now now living
up to his name, and was covered in black feathers."It probably was a better idea to
leave it in the air and let the wind carry it than drop it. Oh well," Crowpaw
sighed. He then picked the remaining feather's off his bird and and placed them on
Flintpaw's head. "There, we're all birds now," He said, deadpan. At least he could
eat now.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 14:43:28 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
Flintpaw saw Rainpaw's confused look and was wondering if he'd figure it out. "Yeah..." A quick movement caught her attention and she turned her head to look at the blackbird in the air, held by the apprentices paw, She watched the bird splat on the ground as he dropped and in one spontaneous moment the black feathers erupted everywhere. Seeing most of the feathers land on Crowpaw she began snickering with amusement, so caught up, she almost missed Crowpaw's comment. Her laughing came to a erupt stop when black feathers began covering her field of vision and she could feel the prickly ends on her head. She sat up and lowered her head, pawing at the top of her in efforts to get feathers away from her. "The last thing I want to be is a bird!" She exclaimed, a tingle of amusement. She turned her head back over to camp to see the disarray of feathers everywhere and slightly annoyed warriors. "Oops." | 162 words |
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Oct 22, 2016 15:06:00 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 15:06:00 GMT -5
➳ Crowpaw | 8 Moons | Apprentice ➳ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
He let out a laugh, shaking out his fur in one last attempt to rid of the feathers.
Feathers were now everywhere. When he noticed that some of the nearby warriors
were casting them annoyed glares, he tried to keep his laughter in, but after a quick
'pffffft' he exploded again. After he finally recovered, he settled himself down, ready to
finally eat his blackbird. Crowpaw had stopped struggling, and had simply embraced
the feathers. "I think I look quite good with these feathers, oui?" he exclaimed, digging
into his well earned prey.
Meanwhile, Rainpaw had discovered the source of his feather problem and simply let out
a forgiving sigh.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 15:51:58 GMT -5
[sorry I poofed, I was making lunch and my stove was acting up, i'm just going to type something quick up]]
Flintpaw ducked her head at the annoyed warriors before turning her head away to hide the fact that she was snickering, her morning had improved much so. She still had black feathers on her head, chest and paws, but she didn't seem to care anymore, having given up. "Remind me why we hunt birds again." Flicking a feather that was in front of her, before pawing in the ground to bury her own finished meal. "It's a lot of work for a little meat. I personally love the flavor of fish, and rabbits." She mewed, rolling on her back. "We don't catch enough of those."
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Oct 22, 2016 16:10:13 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 16:10:13 GMT -5
➳ Crowpaw | 8 Moons | Apprentice ➳ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
"Yeah. Too much trouble for such a small amount of meat. I agree; rabbits
would be much better, however, fish aren't my favourite. But I would rather
have a fish than eat a bird on a windy day like this again," he purred. "Even
if I look completely majestic with these feathers," Crowpaw yawned, ripping
that last strip of meat from the bird. His hunger satisfied, he sprung upwards,
walking a few mouse lengths away to bury the remains of the wretched thing.
The movement caused the wind to pick up a few feather's from his pelt and carry
them over to poor Rainpaw, who had simply given up and accepted his feathery fate.
Fur ruffled and messy again, Crowpaw padded back towards Flintpaw. "So, how's
your training going?" He was now quite fond of the grey and white apprentice.
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Oct 22, 2016 16:16:21 GMT -5
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Oct 22, 2016 16:16:21 GMT -5
[ ✎ On muy phone right now. I'll be on soon, hopefully. I have some things to attend to.] |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 16:43:27 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
"Fish is great, regardless." She said, defending the prey. She nodded. "Mmm-hmm. Majestic is the word I'd use, alright." She mused sarcastically, but it was done playfully. She watched the apprentice jump up and bury his food as the feathers was swooped over to the feathery Rainpaw, watching him only swipe at the feathers that were in his way, interfering him from helping Adderfang. She wondered if they Medicince Cat would gripe at the mess of feathers slowly making their way across camp and into his den, or if he'd be delighted that he'd have feathers for Grasswhiskers and his own nest. "Mmm, Slowly. Some kittypets who wandered to far were messing around by the border, the other day and we scared them off. It was pretty great. Nothing's happened after that, it was only my second border patrol" She turned her head to look at the the other apprentice as she had been watching Rainpaw and Grasswhisker. "What about you? Anything Interesting? | 1623words |
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Oct 22, 2016 16:56:13 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 16:56:13 GMT -5
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Crowpaw flicked his tail at the sarcastic comment, not bothered by it.
He had listened to her answer with a slight pang of envy. He hoped he got to do
something exciting soon. "Unfortunately, no. I've gotten pretty good at hunting,
but nothing exciting has happened yet. Maybe I'll get the chance soon," he replied.
"Were the kittypets like how the clan has described them? Plump and scared?" He
asked. Crowpaw hadn't seen a kittypet yet in his two moons of apprenticeship.
He shuffled his paws, beginning to feel cold in the strong wind that was still
ruffling his feather-covered black fur. It was beginning to die down though.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 17:05:32 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
"One of them, was, but the other, he thought he was pretty tough and high and mighty. Stood up to Redwillow, but yeah, they were pretty plump. I'm sure even you could outrun them." She smirked teasingly, despite not really knowing how fast the sleek apprentice could run. "What's your best catch?" She added, upon hearing the apprentice has gotten better at hunting. She helped Crowpaw pick the last of the feathers off him, but it was pretty hard to tell where there was feathers and where there was fur | 90 words |
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Oct 22, 2016 17:41:01 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 17:41:01 GMT -5
➳ Crowpaw | 8 Moons | Apprentice ➳ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Crowpaw's face twisted in mock offence. "Even me? I'm pretty confident in my
skill of running away, thank you very much." He paused. "It's interesting to know
that some kittypets could possibly be aggressive. Weird. It's not like they have
territory to defend." Crowpaw's ears had pricked up at the question. "My best
catch...?" He thought for a moment, searching for a memory. "Once I caught a
large rabbit. Probably shouldn't brag, but it was pretty good. I bet whoever ate it
was pleased," He purred, feeling relived that at last, he was free of feathers. The
camp, however, was not so lucky. He spotted a grumpy looking Amberstorm sitting
across camp, trying to untangle a feather from her pelt.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 17:53:34 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
She chuckled at Crowpaw's expression."They're pampered. Some of them are bound to have an inflated ego." She said rolling her eyes at the thought of a kittypet with a ego.
She looked at her own pelt looking for any unwanted feathers that disturbed her pelt. Her pelt now was sticking up oddly from the wind, but she paid that no mind. She heard a frustrated hiss coming from Bluesmoke as he battled feathers that disturbed him from eating his squirrel. In a fit, he picked up his squirrel and headed to the warriors den to enjoy his meal feather-free
"A rabbit? Wow, I didn't know you were that fast" There she goes with the teasing again. "I once caught a really large fish." She exclaimed, her expression brightening. "It was almost as big as me. I made sure it went to Minnowpounce! She needs it with her kits coming and all. Do you think maybe we'll get to train them?" | 158 words |
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Oct 22, 2016 17:57:54 GMT -5
Post by magaangel on Oct 22, 2016 17:57:54 GMT -5
[ Hello I joined a bit ago. :-) ]
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Oct 22, 2016 18:01:49 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 18:01:49 GMT -5
[[ Welcome c:
I don't have the authority to accept your forms, but I'm sure what the clan-creator gets on, she'll look at them! ]]
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Oct 22, 2016 18:12:48 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 18:12:48 GMT -5
➳ Crowpaw | 8 Moons | Apprentice ➳ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Crowpaw's eyes sparkled at the though, however he shook his head. "I probably
won't. By the time they are ready to be made an apprentice, I'll still be a very young
warrior. You might have a chance though, but there are plenty of older cats who could
possibly have them instead," he said simply. His gaze traveled around the now messy
camp as moved a feather around with his paw."But I would like a apprentice one day.
I would make 'em real strong. Any apprentice trained by me would be strong," He
shivered. He was getting cold, despite the early morning sun. A few coughs escaped
his mouth, but he recovered quickly and fluffed out his fur, wrapping his tail around
himself to warm up.
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(I have to leave in about an hour. I might be back a few hours after that though, but I'm not sure.)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 18:23:48 GMT -5
Flintpaw -- Mid Morning -- Camp
"Yeah, you're right. I shouldn't get my hopes up. Minnowpounce is already decideing name for them." She said, trying to cast away the bad mood. Crowpaw's coughs almost interuppted her, she titled her head, wondering if he was okay. She internally shook her head. It was just a couple of coughs. "I have mixed feelings about mentoring an apprentice." She stated shrugging her shoulders, a bit more sober with the realization that if and when she gets an apprentice she probably won't have anyone to train them with beside some of the older warriors, and maybe Ashpaw, if she's lucky | 99 words |
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Oct 22, 2016 19:04:15 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 19:04:15 GMT -5
(I have to leave now. I'll reply when I get the chance.)
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Oct 22, 2016 19:42:50 GMT -5
Post by ｃ ｏ ｕ ｒ ａ ｇ ｅ on Oct 22, 2016 19:42:50 GMT -5
--- Waits for replies from PumpinSpice --- ^^ ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 ] |
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Oct 22, 2016 20:27:38 GMT -5
Post by magaangel on Oct 22, 2016 20:27:38 GMT -5
[[ Welcome c: I don't have the authority to accept your forms, but I'm sure what the clan-creator gets on, she'll look at them! ]] [ Thanks so much! I'll keep checking back in. ] |
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Oct 22, 2016 21:33:36 GMT -5
Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Oct 22, 2016 21:33:36 GMT -5
[[ Welcome c: I don't have the authority to accept your forms, but I'm sure what the clan-creator gets on, she'll look at them! ]] [ Thanks so much! I'll keep checking back in. ] [ ✎ I took a glance at them earlier, but now I'll go check them for sure. c:] --- Waits for replies from PumpinSpice --- ^^ ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 ] [ ✎ I'll reply in a second! I fell asleep a few times last night, sorry about that.] |
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Oct 22, 2016 21:42:32 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 21:42:32 GMT -5
(I have returned! A bit earlier than I expected. I'm on mobile and will be poofy, but I'm on nonetheless. )
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Oct 22, 2016 22:16:12 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 22:16:12 GMT -5
(Because I'm on mobile I'm going to have to just reply like this..)
Crowpaw brightened up, the wind still roaring around him and messing up his beautiful fur. His poor, poor beautiful fur. How long would it keep going like this?. "So she's already thought of names? That's great! New kits will be great for the clan," he purred. Kits, although sometimes slightly annoying, always seemed to make the clan more lively. His thoughts started to wander back to when he was a kit, and he briefly remembered sneaking into the medicine cat den and messing things up. Fun times. He noticed Flintpaw's expression dim, and said, "I think you'd make a great mentor. More kits will come. Perhaps we'll get ours at the same time."
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Oct 22, 2016 22:23:08 GMT -5
Post by magaangel on Oct 22, 2016 22:23:08 GMT -5
[ Just let me know whenever I'm able to jump in or if I need to change anything on my forms please. ]
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Oct 22, 2016 22:40:54 GMT -5
Palebird: The trees rustled softly overhead as Palebird silently wandered about the territory. Her gentle amber gaze darted to and fro as she searched for any sign of life that could be lurking in the shadows. Parting her jaws, the warrior flicked the tip of her tail in delight when she scented the sweet aroma of a thrush in a nearby area. Her eyes scanned the clearing as she searched for her prey, crouching low and slinking forward. It took a moment, but she finally laid her eyes upon the juicy morsel, swiping her tongue across her jaws as she thought of its delicate flesh. Unsheathing her claws, Palebird remained frozen, awaiting the perfect moment to strike -- until a loud thud interrupted her peaceful hunt. The bird made a disturbed call and flew up into the branches, leaving Palebird staring after it in dismay. Grunting in annoyance, the warrior turned and went to the sound of the thud, forcing herself to remain calm. "Ashpaw?" she called with her delicate voice, spotting the injured apprentice easily. Any emotion of annoyance she once had was gone at the sight of him. "Are you alright?" she called, trotting over toward the sulking tom. Ashpaw | 11 Moons | Mid-Morning | Forest The gray tabby did not look pleased. "Yeah, I just landed on my paw wrong. It'll be fine by the end of the day I think." he mewed sharply. Sighing, the apprentice looked up at the she-cat. "Sorry, I'm just really aggravated. There was a blackbird and I almost had it, but it decided tag would be a great idea." As he spoke, he rolled his eyes. "I hate to rush, but will you be done soon? I was wanting to head back to camp." Ashpaw's tail tip twitched and he looked away, fearing he'd be scolded for wanting to bail on his duties. He remembered he had a mouse buried under an oak tree and a magpie somewhere nearby that. So he did hunt, but he got fed up with it quickly. [ ✎ You say you're "rusty" but you're actually really good!]
Squirrelstar | 40 Moons | Mid-Morning | Camp She purred loudly at the apprentice, greatly pleased with him facing the situation instead of running. "Mind helping me bring in the herbs? Then afterwards, we can see what else Adderfang would want." She turned and padded to the herbs, again picking them up ever so gently. As she entered the den, the stench of sickness collided with her nose like Rainpaw collided with Adderfang earlier. Her eyes narrowed and she tried to ignore the best she could. There were already quite a few cats who had fallen ill and she quickly feared for Adderfang. He was still a bit young for an apprentice, but if he had gotten sick, she wasn't sure who would care for him. She hoped Rainpaw wouldn't catch greencough.
Grasswhisker | 36 Moons | Mid-Morning | Camp Weakly the pale tom raised his head. He coughed viciously and shivered. The tom tried to speak, but his voice was raspy and only came out like a whisper. "Morning, Adderfang." The tom shook once more and coughed even harder. He felt hot and weak. His stomach rumbled, but he felt that if he ate, he'd vomit. Grasswhisker didn't want to waste such prey.
Swiftcreek | 46 Moons | Mid-Morning | Camp Swiftcreek felt a pang in his chest. He wasn't the most knowledgeable in kitting or medicine. "M-Maybe we should have Adderfang take a look. I'm sure they're fine. Maybe the one who isn't kicking will be quiet. You never know, right?" he tried to comfort the she-cat. Unfortunately, he wasn't quite sure he helped. "Can I get you anything? Fresh-kill or some moss?" Swiftcreek felt awkward again. He hadn't really talked to Minnowpounce before, but thought it might help her get over her mate. He regretted the decision, as he felt he was making things worse and not better. He was used to hunting and fighting, not chatting with queens.
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Oct 22, 2016 23:22:10 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 22, 2016 23:22:10 GMT -5
"Sure," Rainpaw replied quietly, carefully placing the strong scented herbs in his mouth. Thanks to Crowpaw and Flintpaw, every movement sent feathers scattering every where, which then got caught up in the wind again. The scent and taste of the herbs flooded his senses as he followed Squirrelstar into the den. The smell of sick and disease quickly downed out the tang of herbs, sending a shiver up his spine. On his way in he had caught a glance at Grasswhisker, who looked... Terrible. Rainpaw hoped these herbs would help him, which were now placed neatly with the others. Maybe the feathers, which now were scattered around the camp, would be good for nests for the sick... He had to do what he could.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Oct 22, 2016 23:48:02 GMT -5
Squirrelstar | 40 Moons | Mid-Morning | Camp Padding back out, Squirrelstar took a big gulp of fresh air. She turned back to Rainpaw, wondering if she made the right call in advising him to help. He was young and could fight off the sickness, but so were other warriors who fell ill. "If it does fall ill, I'll make sure to bring him prey every day." she decided as she picked up more herbs. These were especially strong and bitter. She shook from the cold and the effect they had on her. She didn't envy the patients at all. They had to endure the sickness and the herbs. "Oh what I'd do for a mouse or bird!" The SkyClan leader dearly wished to have something to wash out the taste and smell of the horrible leaves. She pondered for a moment what they'd be and after a few seconds gave up. After she placed them beside Rainpaw's pile, she turned to call to him. "Be sure to pick out something decent later to eat!" The ginger cat figured he'd appreciate being rewarded for being so helpful.
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Oct 22, 2016 23:54:14 GMT -5
Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Oct 22, 2016 23:54:14 GMT -5
hello! i just joined, would anyone like to rp? ive got two characters, listed here! ))
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Oct 23, 2016 0:06:12 GMT -5
Post by Sootfeather on Oct 23, 2016 0:06:12 GMT -5
Rainpaw dipped his head in respect, thankful. "Thank you ma'am," he replied, already thinking about that juicy looking squirrel... However, Rainpaw once again found his worried blue eyes shifting towards Grasswhisker, his thoughts interrupted. It was frustrating. He was being trained to be warrior, and as he got older he would battle against many outside and inside threats for his clanmates, however, this was one battle he couldn't fight. But, he was willing to help as much as he could. Straightening his posture, he called out to the leader, "Am I needed for any further assistance? I am doing nothing else this morning, and would like to help."
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