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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 2:49:07 GMT -5
[[ i'll post starters for my characters after school~ ]]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 11:55:28 GMT -5
Russetberry ;;
It wasn't the faint streak of golden Constant Snow sun that streamed past the Healer, slightly warming her pelt so that she awoke, that morning. No, it was the sound of a surprised 'Mrow' that caused her to jolt awake from her dreams. She blinked away the sleepiness from her eyes and flicked her gaze to the source of the sound. She couldn't say she was surprised when she saw her apprentice standing there, appearing quite dazed. She was used to this kind of thing from him, she had to admit. Yet, even though he had startled his mentor awake, she couldn't help but twitch her tail in amusement. He was quite a character.
''Are you alright, Featherpaw?'' the Healer asked kindly, stretching out her cramped muscles.
Then, she added, ''why don't you make yourself useful and sort out these herbs? Some of it is Catnip, but some of it isn't. I didn't have time to check which leaves were which last night, and we need to stock up on Catnip as it's Constant Snow, and greencough could happen at any time.''
She pushed the herbs towards Featherpaw and started to groom her pelt, which had gotten itself tangled up overnight.
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Owlkit ;;
Mischief was Owlkit's second name, and almost everyone knew that. He may be a quiet individual when faced with a social situation, but he sure could stir up trouble. Restlessly, Owlkit turned over in his nest, his right front paw occasionally swiping out at a leaf, pretending it was a snow hare. When that got boring, the kit scrambled to his feet and made his way out of the Nursery. Frankly, he didn't care if no one gave him permission to leave his nest, let alone the Nursery itself. He wanted to explore, so that was what he'd do.
He'd visited the Healer's den and Elder's den many times before, so he had no interest in listening to one of the Elder's long stories or being lectured on herbs and all that nonsense. So, promptly, the little cat trotted straight to the Apprentice den. In two moons he'd be there himself, training up to be a great warrior. He looked around at the nestled up apprentices and sighed, images of him racing after prey to support his Clan flitting through his mind.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Feb 8, 2017 11:58:01 GMT -5
Ooc: hey i wont be on as much for the next two weeks. ]
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