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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 25, 2016 11:42:08 GMT -5
(It's okay, River. These two are so awkward. XD)
(I thinks elders are typically 60 moons of up.)
"Life is... okay. How are you..?" Tawnyclaw wasn't a great conversationalist, so she tried to think of a way to salvage this poor cat's time. She flicked her ear casually. "The most interesting thing happened when we were on the same patrol, so..."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 12:25:17 GMT -5
(Merry Christmas, guys! And if you don't celebrate Christmas happy holidays and happy 359th day of the year!!!!)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 25, 2016 17:23:35 GMT -5
'How can he have kits of his own if he doesn't get along with the other cats?' Fox giggled, before turning her head to look up at the ruins of the castle. 'And yeah... it is quite confusing... I'm not sure who to believe.' She mumbled. Oak purred. "That's true," he mewed, turning his head to squint at the other apprentice. "Yeah, I guess so. I mean, Stoneheart hasn't done anything, but it's not like it would be good for there to be suddenly be chaos. I mean, he might be incompetent right now, but it's not like someone else could do much better, right?" He sighed and put his chin on his paws, tail swinging out beneath him. "We'll just have to see who talks the most sense, right? We can stick together and let the big cats figure it out." 'There's already chaos.' Fox reasoned, swishing her tail and blinking slowly back. 'How do we know there isn't somebody more qualified here? Just being in the royal family does not guarantee your ability to rule.' She said, nodding slowly. |
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Post by Mother Dark on Dec 25, 2016 19:56:09 GMT -5
(lol Rosebriar reflects me in real life.)
"Yeah it was really interesting. It's weird how that just ended up happening today of all days." She mumbled on hoping it wasn't as awkward as it seemed.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2016 20:45:35 GMT -5
Oak purred. "That's true," he mewed, turning his head to squint at the other apprentice. "Yeah, I guess so. I mean, Stoneheart hasn't done anything, but it's not like it would be good for there to be suddenly be chaos. I mean, he might be incompetent right now, but it's not like someone else could do much better, right?" He sighed and put his chin on his paws, tail swinging out beneath him. "We'll just have to see who talks the most sense, right? We can stick together and let the big cats figure it out." 'There's already chaos.' Fox reasoned, swishing her tail and blinking slowly back. 'How do we know there isn't somebody more qualified here? Just being in the royal family does not guarantee your ability to rule.' She said, nodding slowly. "Well, who can you think of right now that's capable to rule?" Oak realized that sounded hostile and winced. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to attack you. But I really am curious. Who can you see ruling us?" He purred. "Duskstorm could be King of the Kits. Although he wouldn't know how to handle grown cats!" He ducked his head, eyes narrowed in amusement, and gave his chest fur a quick lick. |
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 25, 2016 21:23:45 GMT -5
(Ah, same. XD)
"There's a lot of pressure. I respect his dedication to his brother, however... His professional composure is lacking," Tawnyclaw mewed looking away. She felt that Thunderheart was severely lacking leadership skills, and wanted his family and everyone like him to step down and let someone capable rule.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 25, 2016 21:54:27 GMT -5
Hi)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2016 1:01:11 GMT -5
(Hey Lynx! Do you want to start?) { who are we going to roleplay ? } |
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 26, 2016 8:23:07 GMT -5
(I have Dewfern open now.)
- - Dewfern
As Thunderheart left, Dewfern felt her heart sink. What is happening to the world? she wondered, lying down on her bed. She turned her head to the window, watching the clouds roll across the sky and the trees in the Heath shake in the frequent breeze. Everything had become so complicated so fast.
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 26, 2016 8:24:22 GMT -5
(Hi Winter Hawk!)
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Post by Mother Dark on Dec 26, 2016 9:30:51 GMT -5
Rosebriar nodded "There is a lot of pressure. Let's talk about something else I don't think it's a good idea to do this we might start another argument if anyone else overhears"
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 26, 2016 10:16:49 GMT -5
- - Tawnyclaw
"Sure," she mewed, looking back. She pondered what to say for a minute. "You looked kind of nervous during the battle. Something wrong?" Tawnyclaw hoped she wasn't being rude, but she just had to talk about something. Well, she didn't think she did, but remembered her parents telling her when she was an apprentice that she needed to have friends and not be so antisocial. I suppose they're right.., she thought.
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Post by hawkclaw3 on Dec 26, 2016 11:39:58 GMT -5
{ I think all of my character's are open now, if anyone is looking to roleplay }
Shadowfire | Garden
Shadowfire nodded, remaining where she was as her eyes trailed after Sandstripe. She glanced to the cats sitting beside her, dipping her head respectfully before rising to her paws and padding off towards the castle, flicking her tail as though nothing had happened. If Dewfern takes her father's place I'll have to go about finding a new way to remove the royal family. I hope there's alternative plans in the making.
Pebblesong | Wandering the Castle
After leaving her kill in the food storage, Pebblesong began to wander the castle. She kept alert for any guards who might want to go out hunting with her, or for another possible patrol to join. Her paws carried her towards the outer walls and nearer to the Royal Tower. Deep within her, the desire to catch a glimpse of the princess guided her pawsteps.
Cedar | Resting Chambers
Cedar had grown tired from his practice and wandering. He had flopped down onto his bed and was lying with wide eyes, glancing around. Rest would not overcome him, yet he didn't want to get back up.
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 26, 2016 12:07:16 GMT -5
(Hi Hawkclaw! I suppose I have Dewfern open, and I know I have Flamewhisker and Lighttail open.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2016 12:38:07 GMT -5
(I'm going to do a recount after the new cats are added and Fireh's characters are deleted)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2016 14:41:40 GMT -5
{ excuse me, but how should they run into each other ? }[/font]
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2016 14:48:42 GMT -5
(Hey hawkclaw Sunpetal, my queen, is open  ) |
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 26, 2016 17:24:29 GMT -5
(Royal guards can go into the tower so...)
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Post by Mother Dark on Dec 26, 2016 18:58:13 GMT -5
"Oh I uh just feel really uncomfortable around other cats and hate having any attention on me." Rosebriar sputtered while turning a lovely shade of red.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 26, 2016 19:26:24 GMT -5
Here have I missed anything?)
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 26, 2016 19:57:42 GMT -5
(I don't think so. It's been a little slow cause of the holidays. ) |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2016 0:22:17 GMT -5
{ what should they do ? } |
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 27, 2016 8:02:53 GMT -5
(Uh... They could just talk and see what happens.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2016 14:17:57 GMT -5
{ ah, sorry for asking soo many questions ! } |
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 27, 2016 16:38:43 GMT -5
(Don't worry about it. :3)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 27, 2016 19:41:05 GMT -5
Here and finally on my laptop)
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Post by Meep on Dec 27, 2016 19:58:01 GMT -5
Hello)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2016 20:03:06 GMT -5
Whispersoul is tending to the garden occasionally pulling weeds from the beds. "These pesky weeds are back already..." She mutters to herself now.
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Post by Scartail48 on Dec 28, 2016 10:25:19 GMT -5
(Hi!)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 28, 2016 11:11:03 GMT -5
Wolfbite stretched out his body along the lush grass, his thick fur warm from the patch of sunlight he lay in, tail curled over his back. Through squinted eyes he watched the bustle of the castle, and yawned widely, impressive fangs flashing. He flicked his long feathered tail and began to lick a paw to groom it, then heaved himself to his feet and began to walk, restless and wanting to move; a slight limp in his step. He listened intently to conversations around him, keeping mostly to the darker areas of shadow where his black pelt blended perfectly. He'd heard the hunting patrol return, but had given them some time before he'd decided to go check on them, and wondered vaguely if Duskstorm was alright- the young Tom hadn't been to see him today, which was odd.
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