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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 19:27:45 GMT -5
( Dawnrise - I could make another cat to be Goldshine's mate.) (sounds good) Eaglepaw walked into the apprentices den after a good mouse, to see Dawnpaw sitting inside. "How ya doing, Dawnpaw?" he asked, loudly. Ashfall watched over the Clan. |
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Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 19:35:17 GMT -5
(So do you have any requirements for Goldshine's mate?)
Dawnpaw narrowed her eyes at Eaglepaw. She didn't know much about the apprentice besides that he likes to talk a lot. Dawnpaw stifled her annoyance and flicked er tail in acknowledgement at the dark gray apprentice.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 19:38:43 GMT -5
(No, not really, do what you think is best)
Eaglepaw ignored the she-cat's obvious annoyance with him, and sat down nest to her. "So how's your training been, I've been loving getting to hunt in the woods," he said.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 19:41:55 GMT -5
(*Begins to make form*)
Dawnpaw narrowed her eyes at Eaglepaw, "Yeah trainings great. I really love hunting in the fresh-kill pile." she said flatly.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 19:45:08 GMT -5
"That's not fun, though," replied Eaglepaw, purposely ignoring the she-cat's bitterness. "I could show you how fun not snapping like a badger in camp is right now, I saw a couple of birds nearby," he suggested.
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Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 19:55:09 GMT -5
Dawnpaw's ear flicked, birds? The one thing that could get the cream she-cat to even talk to anyone. Dawnpaw got to her paws, "Sure, and I'm not snapping at you. I was mildly suggesting that you should go away." The apprentice hurried out of camp. The rich, earthy taste of bird was already on her tongue.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 20:17:40 GMT -5
Eaglepaw chuckled, happy to see that he had gotten Dawnpaw to hang out with him. He raced after her as towards the clearing full of prey.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 20:24:05 GMT -5
Dawnpaw sped through the clearing while kicking up a comical amount of dust. She stopped and stared at the 2 birds, perfect.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 20:27:10 GMT -5
Eaglepaw slowed as he saw tow birds in the clearing, "So how do you want to approach this?" he whispered.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 20:42:02 GMT -5
Dawnpaw sniffed the air, "The wind is blowing away from us, the nearest tree to that bird is over there." The she-cat used her tail to point at the bird and a tall, thin pine tree. "That bird is closest to that oak over there. Keep that in mind." Dawnpaw began stalking the bird closer to the oak.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Jan 23, 2017 20:46:50 GMT -5
@swamp queen: I added your other characters.)
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 22:13:34 GMT -5
Eaglepaw nodded and began to stalk towards the bird by the thin oak. He breathed in the forest air and smiled, feeling grateful that his mother had moved to the new territories to better his life. He neared the bird, and pounced on the bird, before it knew what hit it. "Nice," he whispered.
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Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 22:22:28 GMT -5
Dawnpaw's eyes were focused on the bird. It was distracted eating seeds off the forest floor. The apprentice was basically right on top of it but the time she pounced, it was a clean kill.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Jan 23, 2017 22:35:09 GMT -5
(I have both Flamestar and Brackenclaw open)
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 22:36:36 GMT -5
Eaglepaw approached Dawnpaw with the bird in his jaws, "Nice catch," he said. "I'm glad we're both not poor hunters."
Ashfall jumped down towards Flamestar's den, "Hey, are you in there, apprentice, I'd like to share some prey," he said, remembering his old days mentoring Flamestar when he was a 'paw.
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Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 22:48:22 GMT -5
Dawnpaw turned away from Eaglepaw's face, suddenly embarrassed. "Well it was really easy anyway. A kit could've caught that dumb bird." She started to pad back to camp.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 22:52:08 GMT -5
"Ha, don't sell yourself short, I'm sure we'll get tons of attention for our catch back at camp," laughed Eaglepaw, and he walked back with her.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 23:03:53 GMT -5
Dawnpaw entered camp with her bird hanging from her jaw. She padded up to the fresh-kill pile but hesitated.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 23:11:22 GMT -5
Eaglepaw was about to drop his fresh-kill when he saw Dawnpaw hesitate, "What's wrong? You look like you just saw a badger enter our camp and start sharing prey with our leader." joked Eaglepaw.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 23:26:58 GMT -5
Dawnpaw turned to Eaglepaw and narrowed her eyes, "I'm fine, thank you." The cream-furred apprentice took a slow deep breath and dropped her bird into the fresh-kill pile.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 23:31:37 GMT -5
"Did I say something wrong?" he said, puzzled by Dawnpaw's behavior.
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Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 23:36:27 GMT -5
"No, it's nothing." Dawnpaw turned to face the dark gray apprentice. "It's nothing." she repeated.
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 23:40:14 GMT -5
"You can tell me, if you want," consoled Eaglepaw. "I'm a very good listener."
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Jan 23, 2017 23:51:29 GMT -5
(Sorry for the poof)
Flamestar padded out of his den. The orange tom pushed off of the ledge jutting out just in front of his den and landed neatly on the ground beside Ashfall. "I stopped being an apprentice seasons ago." Flamestar meowed. "If I were still an apprentice, something would be seriously wrong with me."
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Jan 23, 2017 23:53:50 GMT -5
(BTW I have added the description of the camp. I still have to write out landmarks but I'll probably do that tomorrow.)
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 23, 2017 23:53:55 GMT -5
"You'll always be an apprentice to me, Flamepaw," joked Ashfall.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 23, 2017 23:55:28 GMT -5
Dawnpaw's ear twitched, "You're also a very good talker." the apprentice sighed, "Well, it's really nothing but I just kinda wanted to eat that bird."
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Post by Dawnrise on Jan 24, 2017 0:01:41 GMT -5
"What's up with you and birds?" asked Eaglepaw.
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Asexual
Raging Storm
ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ
this rock IS my fist
Pronouns: she/her or they/them
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Post by ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ on Jan 24, 2017 0:04:14 GMT -5
Dawnpaw looked strait at Eaglepaw, "They're tasty."
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Jan 24, 2017 0:06:36 GMT -5
Flamestar rolled his eyes. "I'm also your leader." He replied. "And if I so willed it, I could have you back on apprentice duties."
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