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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 6, 2017 21:50:54 GMT -5
Rping and listening to scary story on Youtube)
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Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
Pronouns: Call Me Cinnamon! (They/Them)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 7, 2017 11:33:29 GMT -5
Sunpaw yawned, holding back a groan as Sageheart stuck his head into the Neos den "Alright, I'll be out in a minute" he said sleepily, all of the life he'd had when telling the story replaced with his usual lazy demeanor.
"Aww, you can't leave now, things were just getting good!" Willowkit whined, jumping onto Sunpaw "What happened with the upwalkers?? Did the cats get revenge on them? Why are foxes and cats enemies now? What was the one trick that the cat had that the fox didn't?!"
Sunpaw let out a mrrow of laughter, easily knocking Willowpaw off as he rose from his nest "Perhaps if you all want, you could come back later for another story. But for now, duty calls" he meowed, stepping over the kits as he made his way towards the opening of the den.
"Wait! Sunpaw, what was the moral of the story?!" Willowkit wailed after popping back out of the mossy nest.
Sunpaw looked back briefly, a smile in his eyes "Common sense is better than any clever trick" he meowed, and then padded out into the clearing to join his mentor.
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Talongrasps ears twitched, confusion showing on her face "Yes, it is quite far today..." she murmured, perplexed.
"Normally, when the tide travels this low, it is a sign of a storm. But none of the other usual signals are present... the wind is normal and the tides ran normal yesterday. I wonder if Raggedwolf knows about this.." she meowed, trailing off.
"Come, Sharkpaw. I want to look around a bit here, see if I can see anything unusual. Since we're here, why don't I give you a short lesson on weather instead?" Together, the two of them combed through the beach, Talongrasp speaking all the while about how to read the tides and scent the wind for changes in weather and signs of storms. The longer they walked, the more uneasy she felt, although she tried not to show it. Once they'd walked a ways, she spotted Raggedwolf in the distance, already looking worriedly at the shore.
Talongrasp leaned down to Sharkpaw, keeping her voice even "I'm going to speak to Raggedwolf about this. Why don't you look around on the beach and tell me if you find anything like what I've been describing to you? You've been staring at the ocean all day anyway" she rasped, her voice somewhat taunt.
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Softwing shuffled her paws, feeling embarrassed that she hadn't found anyone to hunt with. Then, spotting Currentfur across the camp, she bounded forward to him. "Hey, Currentfur. Do you wanna go on a hunting patrol with Quickflame and I?" she meowed, noting with satisfaction that he seemed kindof bored anyway.
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 7, 2017 13:42:05 GMT -5
Sharkpaw had watched as Talongrasp had grown increasingly more tense as they traveled. Her normally passioned and descriptive explanations grew clipped and nervous. Something wasn't right. He couldn't help but be embarrassed that he had been caught staring at the water, but what was normally a soft pull felt like a full demand for his attention now.
He wanted to be near the water. Distant whispers? No, it was more like a roar in his ear.
"Call for me when you're done...?" he breaks his gaze to stare at her, "I... " he needed to go somewhere. She'd understand but he hesitated. He shakes his head, he'd tell her after he went looking. With a nod towards Talongrasp he breaks away and hurries down towards the water.
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Shellpaw stretches as she waits- she wonders where Tidepaw was, this would be a perfect time for the apprentices to hunt together, or perhaps where Brindlepaw was.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 7, 2017 14:02:38 GMT -5
Yo)
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Cinnamon Roll
Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
Pronouns: Call Me Cinnamon! (They/Them)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 7, 2017 14:23:28 GMT -5
(Will Currentfur join Softwings hunting patrol?)
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Post by Novi on Apr 7, 2017 14:58:33 GMT -5
Gorsekit huffed. "How come you guys left without me?" His whiskers twitched irritably. Although he liked his sleep, he liked adventure too. "I missed a story." He stepped out of the way to let Sunpaw get out. He wondered what kind of work Sageheart had for the tom.
Sageheart nodded. "Alright." Raggedwolf had suggested taking guards, but it looked as if all of them were preoccupied. The two of them would manage just as well. "Come along then." With a wave of his tail, Sageheart headed out of camp and inland. Their usual storm shelter was a ways away, but it was supposed to be. With their camp so close to the water, no one really expected it to last whenever it was bad enough they had to leave it. But it was a curious thing. There were no other signs that a storm was coming. The pressure felt the same. The air's scent was no different. Why had the water gone down so far practically over night?
Raggedwolf looked up as Talongrasp approached. He nodded. "Morning." He'd been looking over a group of rocks. He'd definitely not been able to see them before. What was going on? Was this just the beginning of what the spirits had told Talongrasp? The tides certainly were changing, but there was supposed to be more to it if he understood correctly.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 7, 2017 15:19:30 GMT -5
(idk what's going on with Quickflame. is anyone waiting for a response from him, or is he waiting for a response?)
"Kits! Come here, I have a job for you!", Copperfeather called, hoping that they would listen from across camp. She padded away from her nest and waited at the den entrance, flicking her tail to beckon them. A fresh breeze blew through her fur, and she relished the feeling. Although she loved the nursery, it could get quite stuffy and warm with everyone in there.
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Cinnamon Roll
Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
Pronouns: Call Me Cinnamon! (They/Them)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 7, 2017 16:00:28 GMT -5
"It's not our fault you slept in" Willowkit mewed, scratching behind her ear with one of her oversized paws. "Besides, I wasn't looking for a story about some dumb fox, I wanted an adventure!" she chirped, poking her nose out of the den excitedly. Were there any cats in camp who would want to play with them? Maybe they'd even teach them some fighting moves!
Just then, she heard Copperfeather's call, and her ears drooped. Darn! Back to the nursery.. she followed the other kits as they bounced over towards the nursery.
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Sunpaw padded along leisurely behind Sageheart, feeling the wind and sun on his fur. It did seem like a pleasant day for stroll along the beach, but he supposed that wasn't all Sageheart needed from him.
"What are we doing?" he asked his mentor, looking over curiously. Usually Sageheart explained what was going on to him before they left, but he was being unusually quiet and terse today. Was something wrong?
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Talongrasp dipped her head in greeting "Morning, Raggedwolf. I suppose you're just as curious about the ocean as I am." She rasped, casting her gaze out towards the waves, which were breaking an unusually far distance from them. Thankfully, the Shamans didn't require the ocean for too many necessary herbs, but she felt a pang of anxiety at the thought that the guards would lose important hunting space within the Tidepools, which would surely dry up without the ocean to fill them.
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 7, 2017 19:05:52 GMT -5
(Sadly I forgot my phone at my apartment, so I'm boring my friends phone really quick to let you guys know I won't be on until a bit later!;-; )
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Silv
If I'm not active in a roleplay, ping me.
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Post by Silv on Apr 7, 2017 19:23:06 GMT -5
Gustkit shook himself from where he had been sleeping on a ledge just inside camp. He heard Copperfur's call, and followed the other kits. He knew Copperfur probably hadn't meant for him to come too, but it didn't matter. The tom kit was bored a lot because he wan't always invited to play with the other kits.
"What are you doing?" he asked eagerly.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 7, 2017 19:31:48 GMT -5
"I have a challenge for all of you", she said, keeping her voice level and serious to convince the kits. Her emerald green eyes scanned over them; her own kits, Gustkit, and Lionkit. "I need you to take all the moss from the nursery, and quickly set it near the camp entrance for the apprentices to fetch later. But, you have to do it super quick, and whoever can take the most moss over becomes the grand winner! You can show the whole tribe how fast you are!", the dame said, urgently as if it were the most important task in camp.
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 8, 2017 1:33:58 GMT -5
(Quickflame is just waiting to go out hunting with Softwing and co. And I'm back!)
Curiously enough Sharkpaw finds himself nearing one of the various cliffs that surrounds the tribes territory. He peers up at it and then towards the water. He could actually follow the curve of the cliff to the other side, with minimal wading too. That's a first. Without really thinking he heads around side- There was an overhang from the cliff, underneath was the most pristine sand he had ever seen. He had to be there.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 8, 2017 15:15:14 GMT -5
(that would be really awesome! you have some nice drawings on da, btw)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 8, 2017 18:46:21 GMT -5
(I didn't see that sorry)
"Oh sure." Currentfur mewed getting to his paws. He could hunt for a bit else he would just lay down and go to sleep.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 8, 2017 19:01:48 GMT -5
Copperfeather chuckled with amusement, watching the kits scamper across the clearing, mouths full of moss. "You all are doing very good!", she encouraged, her tail brushing against Vinekit's flank gently as he ran past her. "This is a good way to get the kits to do chores", the dame told Dapplepelt, her whiskers twitching as they raced.
Quickflame padded towards the entrance of camp, his paws itching to run and hunt. "Where do you suppose we should go hunting?", he asked Softwing, tipping his head to the side with curiosity. He wondered where she would choose, and he licked his lips with the anticipation of sinking his jaws into juicy prey. "Hey, Currentfur!", the tom acknowledged him, dipping his head as he came to participate in the patrol.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 8, 2017 21:22:38 GMT -5
"Hey." Currentfur mewed nodding his head to Quickflame. He glanced back towards Softwinf wondering where they were going to hunt.
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Cinnamon Roll
Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
Pronouns: Call Me Cinnamon! (They/Them)
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 8, 2017 21:57:12 GMT -5
(I love the art! That sounds like a great idea. I've actually already drawn Softwing and Talongrasp, I've just never posted it lol I think it's great when people share their art)
Softwing bit back a sigh, not wanting hr clanmates to think she was lazy. She didn't really like being in charge, but she guessed that picking a place to hunt wasn't all that bad...
"Why don't we go see what's in the tidepools today? We hunted a lot in the forest yesterday and I think we should let the prey there bounce back before we go again" she meowed, stepping out towards the camp entrance. "That way Shellpaw can get some fishing practice too. Sound good?"
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Willowkit's feet pounded against the sand, her breath hot in her throat as she tried her best to catch up with the other kits. Seeing Lionkit and Vinekit called back to Dapplepelt, she sat down at the moss pile, letting out an exasperated huff. Her legs were just too short! She was never going to be the best apprentice if she was always lagging behind her denmates.
Abandoning the game in frustration, she bounced over to Copperfeather, her small green eyes staring up at her mother. "What kind of food can I eat to make my legs grow taller?" she demanded, her paws working into the dirt in front of her. Surely with her mother's long legs, she knew some trick to make Willowkit grow the same?
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 8, 2017 23:41:48 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me." Currentfur mewed liking that idea. He liked to hunt in the tide pools finding it easier to hunt fish rather than mice or birds.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 9, 2017 7:30:45 GMT -5
"That sounds fine to me", Quickflame agreed, flicking his tail with agreement. "Remember your hunting technique, and always let the fish come to you first", he reminded Shellpaw, looking at her for any sign of recognition. The bright early morning sun heated up his tortoiseshell pelt, and it made him nice and warm. He almost stumbled over a pair of racing kits and muttered something unintelligible underneath his breath, rolling his eyes. "Kits...", Quickflame complained, glad to be out of the stuffy atmosphere of camp.
"Good job, you two!", Copperfeather told Vinekit and Lionkit, giving her son a quick lick behind his ear. She listened to Willowkit complain as she approached, and stifled a purr. "Oh, dear, don't worry about growing taller! That will come with age, and playing lots of games for exercise to make your legs grow strong. Drinking milk is the best for you right now, but I promise you that when you're old enough, I'll make sure you eat the best prey in all of the territory", she consoled, her eyes showing her empathy. The dame remembered when she was kit; always eager to finally grow up and become taller and stronger.
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Post by Novi on Apr 9, 2017 12:17:50 GMT -5
Sageheart glanced down. That was right. Sunpaw hadn't experienced a big storm yet. He wouldn't recognize the path. "We're going to check out our storm shelter. Make sure that it's still viable. The water is low, which normally indicates a storm is coming." Sageheart decided to leave out the fact that none of the other signs seemed to be present either. As they neared, Sageheart slowed down. "Alright. What do you smell?" He glanced down at Sunpaw. Although shamans didn't learn to fight past basic defensive moves, they at least were taught to spot danger. If a fox had chosen their usual shelter for a home, they would need to check the other ones, but those were farther away.
"I am." Raggedwolf watched the water. He wasn't too worried about hunting. They could always travel inland. But the ocean filled the lunar pool. Would they lose access to it? What would happen if they did? There was no record of something like this happening. "Have the spirits said anything more on the prophecy?" There was also the worry of water.. Filling a pool near the camp, things like grass, rocks, and reeds filtered out the salt from the ocean to give them fresh water. The nearest river to them was by their storm shelter and that was too far to walk every day. "How is Sharkpaw's training?"
Gorsekit watched as the other kits ran off to do the chores most Neos were supposed to. He slipped away from them to sit in the shade and look for something more interesting to do. It looked like patrols were heading out. Maybe he'd follow one of them.
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 9, 2017 19:06:59 GMT -5
"Yes Quickflame, I remember." Shellpaw says with a dip of her head. Hopefully he'd let her watch him go a round of fishing before she would actually start. Refreshers were always helpful, and with hunting in the forest there was a lot to remember with scents- the fish were a different matter. She pads close to Quickflame and turns to Softwing, "Have you caught any interesting birds lately?" Shellpaw was only curious. Softwing was a bit of an oddity, always watching after the birds, but she got all of her guard duties done, so Shellpaw had nothing to say against her.
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