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Post by Foxstar(Claw) on Mar 14, 2017 19:48:53 GMT -5
(NP!)
Nameless put his nose to ground, trying to pick up a faint scent of prey. His fur slightly bristled at the cold air, which only prove to confirm that hunting would be difficult. Everything would be in their nest! Shaking his fur, he continued to walk forward to find a scent trail. He opened his mouth to see if he could find something. Squirrel? He thought as he finally caught a scent trail.
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 14, 2017 19:50:13 GMT -5
[okay, first of all, i already love crowpaw, what a precious bean!! second, i'm totally down for starlingflight & blackfire!!]
Blackfire pulled himself, a little reluctantly, out of the Warrior's Den. It had been the first morning in a long time he'd been able to sleep in, and he was already missing the warmth he had felt moment's ago. Despite how much he wanted to lay back down, however, he stepped away from the den, rolling out his body in a stretch, feeling his muscles shift under his fur. A chilled breeze blew over his fur but he didn't feel much of it through his fur. Instead, he swallowed his yawn and took a second to peer around the camp.
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 14, 2017 20:02:22 GMT -5
Speck followed the scent trail until it was all she could focus on. Mouse filled her nose and her head and reminded her of how empty her stomach felt. Despite the snow, it was easy to follow when she honed in on it, and she tracked the smell straight to the prey. As she got closer, she fell into a hunter's crouch, careful to keep her paws quiet even in the crunching snow. Once it was within leaping distance, she pounced. It only took a quick blow to kill the creature, and she felt a rush of pride in her chest at how clean the catch was. The last time she'd gone hunting, she'd had a mouse right where she wanted it, and yet, it had almost gotten away. She'd been able to snatch it at the last second with her claws before delivering a killing blow, but the result had been messy and left considerably less for her to eat. Not to mention the red patch left in the snow, which she had done her best to cover up.
Now that she had caught the mouse, she allowed herself to relax a little. Once she stopped focusing on the mouse's scent, however, she noticed something else in the air. It wasn't prey, not was it a fox or a twoleg. For a second, she thought about wolves, but she quickly realized it wasn't that, either. It smeeled like... cat.
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Post by Aphelyon on Mar 14, 2017 20:21:41 GMT -5
(lol thank. Though I don't know if I would call him a "precious bean," more like "salt lord" but ya know. Bean works too lol. And you wanna have Blackfire and Starlingflight maybe go hunting together or something?)
Thunderkit listened to Timidriver speak, and assumed she was pointing to the dens as she explained them, possibly forgetting that he couldn't see where she was pointing. Oh well, he would figure it out later, he supposed. He took a moment to listen and smell, trying to use that in context with what she said to piece together which dens were which. The nursery was obvious, as it carried the scents of kits and milk. The elders den, too, seemed self-explanatory, as the cats who lived there were obviously much older. The leaders den was likely the den with the least number of scents coming from it, as the Clan could obviously only have one leader. The warriors and apprentices dens, however, were more difficult to differentiate, as they both just smelled of adult cats. Well, he figured he would have plenty of time to figure out which was which before he became an apprentice, whatever that was.
Pressing against Snowkit, he tried to translate as best he could what Timidriver told him, but there was only so much he could tell her. Still, she seemed to get the general idea, and nodded in understanding.
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Post by Foxstar(Claw) on Mar 14, 2017 20:25:42 GMT -5
Nameless kept his nose to the ground, trying to track the scent of the prey. He pricked his ears to see if he could hear rustling nearby, but there was no prey moving about now. Letting out a sigh, he continued to walk forward and paused as he saw a car. He flattened his ears in embarrassment, since he didn't even notice there was another cat nearby. "Uh... Hello." Nameless meowed shyly.
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Post by Foxstar(Claw) on Mar 14, 2017 20:29:09 GMT -5
"Are you two okay? Or do you need me to walk you around?" Timidriver asked, feeling a bit anxious about doing this wrong. She was so used to using signals and words that she wasn't sure if they understood her. But, she also didn't want to insult them.
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Post by Aphelyon on Mar 14, 2017 20:35:29 GMT -5
Thunderkit swiveled his ears towards Snowkit, wondering if he should have her actually walk them past each den. But Snowkit wouldn't be able to hear her explanations anyways, and Thunderkit couldn't explain them any better to her. She would have to figure it out over time. As for himself, he had it mostly figured out, so he shook his head.
"No, I t-think we have it," he replied.
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 14, 2017 20:40:02 GMT -5
['salt lord' i'm crying lol. and hunting sounds great!]
Speck went tense, her tail straightening out. Her whole bodyhoes alert, and it takes her a moment to scent the air and process. It's with a start she realized that while he did carry a very faint smell of Flashclan, she didn't recognize him at all. The smell likely just came from being on clan territory. Part of her relaxed, but the rest of her was still wary. "Who are you?" she asked trying to make her voice as demanding as possible while puffing her body out to look larger than she was. It was moments like these that she wished she could be older, or bigger.
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Post by Aphelyon on Mar 14, 2017 20:46:31 GMT -5
(thank I try lol)
Starlingflight had gone on earlier patrol and had returned to camp only a little while ago, tired and a bit disheveled from her time out in the forest. Now, she dozed in a patch of sunlight in the camp, too lazy to bother to actually groom her rumpled and dead leaf-filled fur. Her belly rumbled, but she ignored it- the fresh-kill pile was low, and she wanted to leave what was left to the queens and elders.
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Post by Foxstar(Claw) on Mar 14, 2017 20:51:27 GMT -5
"That's good~" Timidriver meowed with a smile. Unfortunately, her niece and nephew came rushing over to see the new cats. "Who are these kits?~" Foxkit squeaked as she rushed over to Timidriver. "Yeah! Are they new?" Impey asked as he followed his sister. "These are Thunderkit and Snowkit. Be nice to them." Timidriver answered.
"U-uh, I'm Nameless! I just live around here..." Nameless meowed, crouching down to make himself look small. He checked his surroundings to make sure he was clear to run in case the cat attacked him.
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 14, 2017 21:20:57 GMT -5
Blackfire scanned the camp, stifling a mrrow of laughter when his eyes landed in Starlingflight lying down and dozing, her fur ungroomed and a tinge wild. After a moment, he padded over to where she was laying and settled back on his haunches beside her. "Are you having a nice nap?" he asked, trying to downplay the amusement that had seeped into his voice.
If his name surprised her, she didn't let it show in her face. Instead, Speck only narrowed her eyes. "Nameless?" she repeated, somewhere between confusion and skepticism. "Is that your name, or do you not have a nam- wait." Her head tilted to the side as she looked at him, the gears in her mind spinning quick. She looked over his body for an fluorescence, and when she found none, it clicked. "Were you exiled from Flashclan?" she asked, her claws slipping out of the dirt and back into her paws.
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Post by Foxstar(Claw) on Mar 14, 2017 21:29:53 GMT -5
"Yeah, you're correct on that. I was born in Flash Clan, but I didn't get my markings before six moons, so I was kicked out. I decided just to call myself Nameless since I really don't deserve a name." Nameless meowed as he looked back at her with steady eyes. He kept himself low to the ground so as not to seem aggressive and he made sure his tail was low. I was hoping she wouldn't figure it out. I don't like others knowing I was kicked out... Nameless thought to himself as he kept his eyes on her, trying to watch her next move.
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Post by Aphelyon on Mar 14, 2017 21:38:37 GMT -5
Starlingflight jumped as she heard Blackfire's voice, instinctively extending her claws as she pushed herself into a half-sitting, half-crouching position. Realizing after a heartbeat where she was and who he was, she calmed and retracted her claws, licking her chest fur in embarrassment as she settled back into a comfortable crouch.
"Well, I was," she replied with mock annoyance, raising one eyebrow at the tom. She had been beginning to actually fall asleep, thus why he had inadvertently snuck up on her, and while she would have liked to continue her nap in peace, an interruption was inevitable, so she couldn't bring herself to be truly annoyed by it.
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 14, 2017 21:50:40 GMT -5
Speck relaxed, falling back from a crouch into a sitting position. When she was still, her body seemed smaller, for as old as she liked to pretend, she still hadn't even hit eleven moons quite yet. "You must hate them, huh?" she said, rolling her shoulders back. Maybe it was because this was her first interaction with cat in a quarter moon, but she was actually interested in talking to him. Still, she did her best to pretend like she was unaffected. "If it helps, I'm not their biggest fan either."
Blackfire stifled more laughter, picking up in the mocking tone in her voice. "Oh, I'm sorry," he replied, despite the fact it was pretty obvious that he was not apologetic in the slightest. His eyes strayed over to the fresh-kill pile tucked under the brambles for a moment, before he turned back to her. "If you aren't too tired," he continued, still clearly amused about breaking her from her near sleep. "The fresh-kill pile seems a little low. Are you up for a little hunting?"
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Post by Aphelyon on Mar 14, 2017 21:55:38 GMT -5
Starlingflight glanced at the pile as well, her belly rumbling quietly again, but she was still a bit tired, and not uncomfortable despite Blackfire's disturbance. Still, the Clan would need prey, and most of the other warriors in camp seemed busy. She let out a heavy sigh, turning her attention back to dark gray tom.
"Hm. Convince me I want to go," she replied after a few heartbeats, her tone somewhat humorous and almost a little flirtatious. She glanced at the sky, gauging how much time they would have if she did decide to hunt with him. Though it was getting late in the day, they should have ample time to make a decent trip before the sun went down and hunting would become nigh impossible for the glowing felines.
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Post by Foxstar(Claw) on Mar 14, 2017 21:59:00 GMT -5
"Well, I can't say I hate them. Even if they did kick me and my other sister out, I can't bring myself to fully hate them. If they were ever in trouble, I'd help them out." Nameless admitted as he naturally eased into a laying down position. He twitched his ears in relief as the tension dissipated and the she-cat relaxed. He looked at her with curious eyes, now wanting to know why she was out here alone. "Were you from Flash Clan as well?" Nameless asked.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2017 22:18:47 GMT -5
(Hey guys! Anyone's characters open? Also, I will not be on tomorrow, because I'm visiting my family.)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2017 4:04:06 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ hey !
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Mar 15, 2017 9:47:17 GMT -5
(Morning everyone~!
I will be replying soon!)
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 15, 2017 10:22:20 GMT -5
[hey guys! sorry for kind of disappearing on y'all last night, it was already about 11 pm my time and then one of my friends dropped a bomb on me while i was typing a reply, and by the time that whole thing was over for the night, i ended up just going straight to bed and falling asleep!]
Speck's shoulders rose and fell and in shrug. "I was," she replied, glancing off into the trees for a couple seconds before turning her eyes back towards him. Shifting her haunches into a more comfortable position, she settled down and wrapped her tail around her paws. "But I left."
Blackfire blinked at her for a moment before the corners of his mouth turned up. He had been almost sure she wanted to go hunting, or at least that she was going to say yes, but he could play along with her game. "Oh," he replied. "Convince you? Well, let's see... there's the ever dwindling fresh-kill pile over there, the fact that it's your duty as a warrior to provide for the clan... or the promise of my sparkling personality as company?"
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Post by Aphelyon on Mar 15, 2017 12:04:57 GMT -5
Starlingflight let out an amused purr. "How could I argue against that logic?" she replied, standing. She then arched her back in a luxurious stretch, extending her front paws in front of her and digging her claws into the soil, before straightening back up and shaking out her fur. "Where shall we go, then, Sparkles?"
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ionic
"nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" e.e. cummings
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Post by ionic on Mar 15, 2017 13:23:56 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes at the nickname, but with mirth still clear in his eyes. He flicked the tip of his tail towards the entrance to the camp as he stood, rolling back his shoulders. "I was thinking maybe the field," he replied, a little more serious than before. "But we could also try the forest. It's your pick."
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benjiboi
"I'm not blind, I just can't see."
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Post by benjiboi on Mar 15, 2017 18:16:17 GMT -5
Hello! I'm Benjiboi, but most people call me Benji. I just joined with a few cats, Cherrydrop, Lavendereyes, and Rabbitfur(whose pending acceptance), and I was actually wondering if anyone would be willing to offer a tom cat to be Lavendereye's mate, or, at the very least, the father of her kits? If not, I can always make the father a secret, but I'd find it more fun to have her have an admiring cat at the very least.
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benjiboi
"I'm not blind, I just can't see."
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Post by benjiboi on Mar 16, 2017 13:45:16 GMT -5
*Drops in through the roof* I believe I was summoned! I'll make a tomcat for ya Benji! Do you have and preferences to appearance and personality?) XD Nope, not at all. He could be a fuzz heart or a jerkhead. Thank you ;w; ) |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2017 16:56:50 GMT -5
(I don't have any warrior tomcats, sorry, but would you like to roleplay? I really need to get back into this.)
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benjiboi
"I'm not blind, I just can't see."
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Post by benjiboi on Mar 16, 2017 17:55:32 GMT -5
(I don't have any warrior tomcats, sorry, but would you like to roleplay? I really need to get back into this.) Absolutely! I'm not doing anything right now ;w; |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2017 17:58:12 GMT -5
(I don't have any warrior tomcats, sorry, but would you like to roleplay? I really need to get back into this.) Absolutely! I'm not doing anything right now ;w; (You start? Starters are the thing I am worst at, by far.) |
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benjiboi
"I'm not blind, I just can't see."
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Post by benjiboi on Mar 16, 2017 18:35:09 GMT -5
Cherrydrop stretched out on the ground just outside the warrior's den, her green eyes tired. Her sleep had been fitful, and it was taking it toll as her day went on. The usually hyper young warrior's eyes slid closed after a couple more minutes, the nice day adding on. Yawning, she shifted in the dirt, forcing herself to sit up and attempting to wake up. She still had things to do today, after all. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2017 21:54:03 GMT -5
Cherrydrop stretched out on the ground just outside the warrior's den, her green eyes tired. Her sleep had been fitful, and it was taking it toll as her day went on. The usually hyper young warrior's eyes slid closed after a couple more minutes, the nice day adding on. Yawning, she shifted in the dirt, forcing herself to sit up and attempting to wake up. She still had things to do today, after all. Flickerflame twitched on the floor of the warriors den, well aware that it was past sunrise. She slowly stretched, yawning, and trod out of the den. She walked over to Cherrydrop cautiously. Flickerflame suddenly meowed to her "Well, good morning." (I'm so out of practice, ahaha.) |
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