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Post by Novi on Mar 2, 2017 23:55:32 GMT -5
(bumping back to the top ^^" I'll wait on Faundest before responding :3)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 3, 2017 4:32:30 GMT -5
"ah...if you try not to fall" Aspenfur could already imagine how that would go. Badly. How would they get her back if she was injured? What if a hawk swooped down and snagged her?? Taking her away to its nest? How would they find her-
He pauses and takes a slow breath in as he pulls his claws out of the ground.
It was unlikely. Probably.
"Go for it. Perhaps we can collect the berries in something...?"
He feels a burst of embarrassment. Kits.
He'd used the berries, as a warrior even.
It... Probably wasnt best to dwell on that
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Post by Novi on Mar 3, 2017 15:07:10 GMT -5
Sageheart purred. "That's a good idea. Normally we wrap them up in big leaves or something. Softwing and I will looked for good berries to pick. Do you want to look for it while you wait?" Although he doubted the other guard would try to fall, it was nice of Aspenfur to worry for his tribemate. It would be difficult if she injured herself in a fall.
Even if the berries were meant for kits, it was only because it wouldn't make them drowsy. Too much could kill them. But a drowsy warrior wasn't very good either. Talongrasp did what she could for Aspenfur, but some of the healing had to come from the tom himself. Until they found something that worked, trial and error was their best bet and the berries could ease his anxiety until then.
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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 Mar 3, 2017 15:39:36 GMT -5
Softwing nodded, clawing her way rapidly up the tree. She wasn't very good at being precise, but it wasn't that hard to knock down the plumpest berries, or bite off a stick with a good bunch of them.
After knocking a few pawfuls down to Aspenfur, she clawed her way up through a few of the tangled branches, poking her creamy head out towards the shaman. "How much of these should we get? I don't know how to carry berries on leaves..." She meowed to him, sounding a little uncertain. How many berries could one clan need anyway? She wasn't sure.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 3, 2017 15:53:13 GMT -5
"I'll go fetch the leaves" Aspenfur agrees. He hesitates before he takes cautious steps away from the bush.
He remembers a tree that had large flat leaves. Those would do right? His mentor and him had entered the grasslands and traveled along the edge.
He gives his two companions one look over his shoulder, turns an eye to the sky and is happy to see no birds circling, and he takes off.
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Post by Novi on Mar 3, 2017 16:10:22 GMT -5
Sageheart nodded in approval. Hopefully Aspenfur wouldn't get spooked too much. He glanced towards Softwing. "Enough I would say." He knocked a few more down. With Honeyflower's kits, they may need something too. And giving her poppy seeds could mess up her milk for her kits. He peered down at their pile. "I think that should be good for now." He slid down carefully and began gathering the berries into one pile.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 4, 2017 17:20:24 GMT -5
@trinkets
She was glad whatever burning she may have felt in her legs quickly disappeared, and soon enough Shellpaw made her way to the top of the cliff and hurriedly turned around. "Oh wow... Sloeberry you really can see all over!" How much of this was theirs? She could see the ocean that seemed to go on forever, and looking a bit behind her, a deep forest where she could just see the edge of the grasslands.
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Thankfully Aspenfur doesn't find himself dropping into any holes along the way. There were some deep holes, but thankfully they would have been easy enough to jump out of. He makes his way up to the familiar tree and nods. These would be good for carrying the berries- ...well as long as they werent... poisonous plants.
His ears swivel back and he stares at the plant in front of him. What a great thought. Were they? They were fine to touch, his apprenticeship had proven that. But in their mouths? What if their tongues blistered, or their stomachs started to ache? His stomach ached at the thought alone.
They.. probably were fine.
It was the best thought he could offer himself. They needed something to carry the berries in. Aspenfur takes a shaky breath before snapping off a few leaves at the stem. Aspenfur then makes his way back to the other two and drops the leaves near the pile of berries, "Here we are.."
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 5, 2017 0:12:34 GMT -5
Shellpaw sits and shakes her head, "I mean... everyone tells stories to kits... I don't remember though." Something about the ocean. She was sure of that.
Wings. Like the birds Softwing liked. If birds got to see this view all the time, she'd pray for wings.
"Why wouldnt we stay here? We have everything we need?"
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 5, 2017 0:29:23 GMT -5
"Surely other places have sickness and poisonous plants? And I'm sure they have storms" this place was where she had grown up, she couldn't imagine any other place to live. The sand was perfect for relaxing in on hot days, and the ocean always cooled you off quick enough. Sure, there were sharks, but no cats had been taken any in her time. She wondered though, if Sharkkits mother had named him after a kit killer in the hopes it would somehow ward off the creature?
She didn't see how it could.
"Would you? I'd like to know"
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Post by Novi on Mar 5, 2017 0:54:32 GMT -5
Sageheart looked up when Aspenfur returned. He nodded slightly. They weren't the leaves they normally used, but they would do. He placed berries in the center of each one. It looked like they would just barely fit. "Alright. It's important to be gentle with the leaves so they don't break." Carefully, he drew all the corners of the leaf up and held them in place with his paws. Once he could, he grabbed all of them and lifted. A few berries fell out, but that was okay. He glanced towards the others to see how they would do.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 5, 2017 1:06:24 GMT -5
"Then... where would you think we should go?" It didn't sit well with her that her mentor didn't think this was the best place for the clan to be, but... yes, they had lost cats to the terrain, to elements, to sickness. She furrows her brows. Maybe there was somewhere better than their home.
"Things that walked on two legs?" What strange things they would have been, "So we all came from the sea and the stars?" it was too light to see any of the stars yet, but she had always been fond of them, as she had always been fond of the sea, "Could we use things here? To make a ship to return to the sea and sail into the stars?"
Navigating the stars... huh.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 5, 2017 1:17:55 GMT -5
Aspenfur winced. They weren't quite large enough. They probably had more than enough, so a few lost berries wouldn't matter in the end, would they...? He scoops the dropped ones from Sagehearts leaf into his own pile, "Right... Careful." He could be careful. He'd heard cats mutter that he was overly careful.
It was better to be too careful than to be too reckless, in his opinion that is.
Aspenfur carefully copies Sageheart and then picks up his berries in his leaf.
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Post by Novi on Mar 5, 2017 1:34:30 GMT -5
Fogflight's eyes opened slowly and he looked around. Why did he even bother attempting to sleep? It never worked. All you could really do was wander to attempt to rid yourself of boredom. He stretched and stepped off of his ledge and headed 'out'. Not that there was much difference. Time never seemed to pass there. And like drowning, there was always a pressure in his chest. When he first woke there, he knew he didn't go to the same place as Littlewing. Far from it. It appeared to be what one would imagine seeing at the bottom of the ocean. The scenery appeared warped and moving, like it did when he was attempting to fight against the ocean as it took his life. What had to be twoleg creations acted as their 'shelter'. Broken up into pieces and half buried in the underwater sand, they were as eerie as was expected. But, having been there long enough, Fogflight was no longer bothered by them. He stretched and let his paws carry him away. If one was to jump, they would float for moments before being pulled back down. Wherever they were, it appeared to be never-ending. And yet, Fogflight managed to find a way to navigate it. Pleased with himself, he headed towards his usual viewing spot. He'd found that some places gave a better view of the living world than others. He was still waiting for the perfect chance to return.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 5, 2017 4:03:04 GMT -5
[Sharkfang][Male][????][Spirit-dark][Faundestwishes]
There were always stories about kits being eaten by sharks, but sometimes, if a cat listened closely, they'd heard stories about the shark that threw them to his kin. In living this coarse furred grey tom had a white belly, black tipped tail and pale yellow eyes. In this watery grave his eyes have bled into black and his soothing voice is ruined by a mouth lined with rows of razor sharp teeth. Cats had always spoke of his words being like honey, unlike the rough creature he was named after- and such words had gotten cats to willingly follow him to the edge of a cliff... which he had then pushed them from. Now he lurks in the deep, and whispers his story into nightmares of the living as he waits.
(slide my evil cat into here ;9 )
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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 Mar 5, 2017 22:24:37 GMT -5
Softwing scrunched her nose up, trying to pull the edges of the leaves together as Sageheart had done so easily. He made it seem so easy, but it required a bit of careful placement of paws, something Softwing was not necessarily good at. After a few failed attempts, she finally got the leaves to stay together by biting firmly into them, her teeth holding them together. The bitter taste of the leaves combined with some tangy juices from the berried nearly made her spit the bundle out, but she figured if she let go she might not be able to pick it back up again.
Sighing, she turned to the others, her tail drooping a bit. She supposed if she had to carry this bundle she probably wouldn't be able to gather any feathers. So much for going on her own little collecting mission- when she agreed to come she thought she would be helping to guard Sageheart, not carry gross bundles all the way back to camp! She reminded herself yet again that this was why she had chosen not to be a shaman.
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Post by Novi on Mar 5, 2017 23:33:43 GMT -5
(I shall add him :3)
Sageheart nodded and started on the path back. He decided to pick up his pace. He could imagine that the leaves and berries didn't taste very good after having seen Softwing's expression once she finally managed to get the bundle to stay closed. Besides, the two others were guards. They were supposed to be fit. Hopefully they wouldn't lose too many berries on the trip back.
Once they arrived, Sageheart headed straight for the medicine den. He set the leaf bundle down in front of Talongrasp and stretched. "We made pretty good time, I'd say." He purred and glanced behind him to see if the others were tired.
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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 Mar 5, 2017 23:43:42 GMT -5
Softwing tried not to show her exasperation, her tail nearly dragging in the sand. She dropped the bundle unceremoniously next to Sagehearts, her tongue lapping furiously over her teeth and maw, trying to get rid of the taste.
"Yeah, pretty good time.." she meowed, her voice sounding unenthusiastic. she wasn't winded, just disappointed and grumpy from having to carry the bundle. She'd seen only one of the long tailed birds on their trek home, and she wasn't even able to stop, Aspenfur having bumped into her and reminding her not to lose Sageheart.
Without another word or confirmation from the others, she excused herself, padding off out towards the entrance of the camp. She was hungry and grumpy- perhaps a quick hunt and a nap in one of the trees outside the camp might cheer her up.
Talongrasp watched her go, not saying anything to stop her. It was obvious that the guard shared the lack of respect which was common among the young cats who had chosen not to have the shaman's way of life. She flicked her ears, dismissing any feelings which might be akin to irritation and nodded to Sageheart
"Yes, and indeed it seems like you found quite a good supply! Why don't we start sorting them out? We'll need to dispose of any of the berries which might have gotten crushed on the way over here, and then also go through our current supply and remove any withered berries to make space for the fresher ones.." she meowed, rising up slowly and padding over to the rocky shelving which held her assortment of herbs.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 6, 2017 4:29:09 GMT -5
Aspenfur dropped his bundle next to Sagehearts and was glad that he had held onto his bundle so softly- sure, he was worried he would drop it a bit more, but the pungent scent the leaves made when bit...like poo Softwing.. well, that was encouragement enough.
"hopefully not too many were broken..." He fidgets at the idea of sorting and looks over his shoulder.
Poor Softwing hadnt been able to see any of the birds that she wanted to see.
They hadn't found any mouse bile...nor any mice.
Perhaps...just maybe he could make another trip with her to brighten her spirits?
He'd let her do the bird hunting. He didn't like to be overly exposed. He could watch her back though..?
He is terrified to ask to not help Talongrasp and Sageheart sort.... The words die on his tongue a few times before he hurriedly blurts, "May I be excused from this task I want to go hunting with Softwing?" His ears flip back against his head and he hunches into himself.
Sharkkit looks between the cats in the den. This was most..awkward.
"I can help you sort if you need extra paws!" He offers. Finding smushed berries would be easy, he could do something like that.
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Post by Novi on Mar 6, 2017 14:00:05 GMT -5
Sageheart waved his tail. He figured Aspenfur and Softwing could go look for mouse bile and maybe Softwing would be allowed to get her bird feathers, if they were willing to make the long trip back out there. Although it would be night by the time they got back if they chose to. He quickly began sorting the berries, tossing all the bad ones into a pile. He glanced towards Sharkkit with a purr. "Sure. I don't see why not." The kit was old enough to be a Neo. Maybe he would be a Shaman?
(I just realized, faundest, you've got both Shark prefixes xP)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 6, 2017 14:16:59 GMT -5
(... Shoot I realize that now x'D I can change sharkfang's name since I havent gotten to putting his intro post in yet? That way someone else can have the name lol)
Aspenfur sighs in relief, ducks his head respectfully to the three cats in the den before he bolts out of the den. He scents the air before making his way towards Softwing who had just disappeared out of the camp entrance.
"S-softwing! Uh- I-" he clears his throat and pads up to her, "Are you going hunting...?"
Would she prefer that? Or would she like to make the trip back out. It would be a long one, so it would be best to hunt before they left, at least.
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Post by Novi on Mar 6, 2017 14:20:25 GMT -5
(Whatever you want. Haha. I can't think of any other animals with as many teeth as sharks off the top of my head)
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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 Mar 6, 2017 18:28:47 GMT -5
Talongrasp nodded in agreement "As a guard you have no need to report to me Aspenfur. Now that you've helped my shaman I see no reason why you can't do as you wish" she purred, flicking her tail in dismissal. The poor tomcat was such a bundle of nerves, but at least he was sweet and polite. She watched him stumble hurriedly out of her den, calling after Softwing.
She turned to Sharkkit, her gaze soft as the kit excitedly pawed at the pile of berries. "Of course you can help little one. Although you aren't so little any more, are you?" she rasped, her stubby tail twitching thoughtfully. The kit was old enough to be made into a neo now- she mentally added a visit to Raggedwolf onto her list of things to do for the day. The kit had been hanging around her den since about 5 moons, and although he had recently taken a liking to the shaman's den, he had also spent quite some time fawning over the guards. The choice for which path to pursue must be difficult for the kit, and Talongrasp decided it might be in everyone's favor to discuss the matter with the La.
Softwing lashed her tail irritably. She briefly considered snooping around camp to see if there were any patrols or tasks that needed to be done, but she decided against it. I already know the way, why don't I just go get feathers myself! She thought, and her feet moved immediately towards the camp entrance. She was stopped short, however, by a familiar stammering voice behind her.
"Oh, Aspenfur... Umm, yeah kindof I guess" she meowed, not sure if the tom would try to talk her out of going alone to the grasslands. "We really didn't get to explore so I was thinking of heading back out to the grasslands to check out the birds."
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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 Mar 6, 2017 19:39:45 GMT -5
(I've decided that since we need more Shamans and Faun is the only one playing Neos right now that I will throw in a 'paw for the RP to make things interesting for her. I figure we can have Sageheart mentor her so that my neo character doesn't get matched up with Talongrasp?)
[Sunpaw][Male][8 Moons][Shaman Neo][Cinnamon Roll]
Sunpaw is a laid back, flame point tom with lazy blue eyes. He prefers to take a back seat in most endeavors, choosing to keep score rather than playfight, or take watching duty over hunting patrols. His demeanor is mostly friendly and he rarely gets into conflicts with others, choosing instead to smooth things over or simply move along. This has caused some of his tribemates to view him as lazy or uncaring, but at heart Sunpaw is willing to jump to action, it just takes some encouragement. When asked why he wants to become a shaman, Sunpaw often answers that he'd rather take time to stop and smell the flowers than fight.
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Post by Novi on Mar 6, 2017 19:55:12 GMT -5
(Sounds like a plan to me. Lol)
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 7, 2017 3:25:02 GMT -5
(sorry, I got very unexpectedly roped into puppy sitting bc a friends family is having a baby x: I didnt have any sort of charger or computer on me lol..
And yea..
Tuatarafang wouldnt be the most ideal name lol...and anything else just has..weird/sharp teeth narwhaltooth...lol)
"Great!" Sharkkit starts rolling the good berries into Sagehearts pile, and carefully pats the mush back onto the leaf.
That'd be easier to remove from the den, right?
He was happy to help. The Guards rarely let him help with anything besides bringing food around. He could only imagine what the job would be like.
Unfortunately this is where his problem was starting to lie.
He liked the thought of both paths, but in the end he would be stuck with one. It made him antsy just thinking about it. To be strong and provide the clan? A dream. To be wise and soothe the clan? A marvel all its own.
He'd snapped at his mom as she tried to ease a choice out of him. It had made him feel awful for days.
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"Oh- I was actually going to suggest we...possibly go back?" He slows, "See...you didn't get to collect any of the feathers, and nobody found any mice- and it isnt really safe to go alone. You could fall in the river- not that you can't swim but if you arent expecting it the current can be nasty- or into a hole and some are mighty deep-" he rambles for a bit longer about the dangers of traveling alone before he cuts himself off.
"A-ah, right. Well- if you wanted to go back, I'd like to offer...to go with, that is" he shifts his weight from paw to paw.
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Post by Novi on Mar 7, 2017 15:42:00 GMT -5
(Is it a cute puppy? :3)
Sageheart purred as he watched Sharkkit. He always thought it smart to give kits an introduction to a shaman's work before they became Neos. It hopefully helped to instill at least a respect for the work. Even if they didn't learn to fight, they hunted the same as the guards and took care of their tribemates. Besides, sorting herbs wasn't exactly dangerous.
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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 Mar 7, 2017 17:01:58 GMT -5
(Why not just sharptooth? lol. Is Adams mom having a baby???? Or is his brother's girlfriend...? who the heck is popping out fresh humans over there)
Talongrasp watches the kit carefully as he scrutinizes each berry. He seems outwardly invested in his task, but she can sense the waves of indecision coming off of him. Although she normally wouldn't sway a cat's decision one way or another, since every individual's destiny is their own, she can't help but feel drawn to the kit. Perhaps the Lunar Spring would have advice for her when she next visited.
Standing up and stretching, she turned to Sageheart "Supervise Sharkkit as she finished sorting out the berries, then show him where they're disposed of. I'm going to go speak with Raggedwolf" She meowed, and dipped her head in farewell, padding out into the clearing.
Softwing flicks her ears in surprise, why would a fraidy cat like Aspenfur want to travel far outside the clan on a pointless mission with her? It's not like they were gathering herbs for the clan or even going out on a hunting patrol, he could just stay in camp and do as he pleased. Why was he so unnecessarily worried about her? He's only a few moons older than me, why does he think he has to take care of me?
Softwing nearly bites back with a stinging remark when she sees his expression. Perhaps this is just usual Aspenur awkwardness and he actually.. wants to hang out with her?
"Er.. well I mean, if you're interested in feathers I guess you're more than welcome to come with me" she meows tersely, still not sure if he's being overprotective or not. She's used to people making fun of her and rolling their eyes when she goes out on her expeditions, so why does Aspenfur want to come with her?
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Post by Novi on Mar 7, 2017 20:15:36 GMT -5
(Aw. Softwing and Aspenfur is adorable xD Aspenfur awkwardness)
Sageheart nodded. He could imagine what the Tui wanted to speak with their La about. Would Sharkkit notice? He glanced towards the kit. The little one seemed to be very absorbed in his activity. It was good. A cat with a small attention span wouldn't really make a good shaman. Sageheart continued his own work as well. He pulled out their stock to go through them too.
Raggedwolf returned from his hunting trip pleased with himself. He'd managed to find a seagull nest although he only killed one of the parents so that way the other could raise chicks. On his way back he spotted a lizard he couldn't pass up. He placed his two kills on the pile. He blinked slowly once he spotted Talongrasp heading towards him.
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Post by faundestwishes on Mar 7, 2017 23:00:03 GMT -5
(The sister in law is had a really large handed fresh human x'D I got called io for Puppy sitting duty yet again.,.. Hmm Sharptooth works too. idkasdidk Oh yes. A very cute chocolate lab~~~ Coco is a sweety)
"Bye Talongrasp" Sharkkit flicks his ears as he focuses on his task. If he wasn't focused, he may have tensed if he guessed at what she was going to talk to Raggedwolf about; since he was focused, however, he pointedly sorted the berries. "Sageheart, what will we do with the crushed berries when we're done?" He wondered if perhaps they'd give them to Aspenfur to use... if the Tom was going back to the grasslands he could only imagine how nervous he would be when he returned.
"Better to go as a group...ya know, but, the ones with the pretty colors are pretty harmless... and I can see why you would want their feathers" Sometimes he watched the birds a bit longer than normal, sometimes because he wondered why Softwing did the same, othertimes because he could see why she did, most frequently it was because he didn't want to be pecked or have his prey escape.
In addition, his nervous didn't make for the largest...pool of friends in the camp. Many were just exasperated with him. Softwing was perhaps.. not always...tactful with her words, but she was never intentionally cruel and was never terribly irritated with him.
"Let's go then...?" She hadn't pushed him away! She wasn't enthusiastic, but that was fine too. He wouldn't be terribly enthusiastic to hang out with himself on most days either.
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Post by Novi on Mar 7, 2017 23:58:32 GMT -5
"It depends." Sageheart flicked his tail. "For the ones that have just gone bad, we throw them out. If they're just squished, we may try to use them if there's a need. Although they won't last long if the juices don't stay good." He found it rather amusing that Sharkkit didn't seem to catch on to what Talongrasp was off to do. But it just showed how focused the kit was.
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