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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 4, 2017 1:14:41 GMT -5
Lightingstrike nodded her head. "Of course." She mewed flicking her tail back and forth. Lightingstrike quickly goes through the entrance before anyone else could stop to talk to her or Twigpaw.
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Post by faundestwishes on May 4, 2017 13:22:20 GMT -5
(when you do get the chance to respond, Web, Peony and co can't do anything until you respond ^^;;; it should be a page or two back now)
Twigpaw relaxes once they are outside of the camp, appreciative that Lightningstrike got them out of there so fast. It was a lot easier to breathe out here too, less cats surrounding them. "What's the plan, Lightningstrike?"
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 4, 2017 14:37:00 GMT -5
Mikel continued to pad through the forest, ears flicking at the occasional chipping of birds and whatnot around him. He sighed, eyeing where he'd last seen those cats take Shortie with them. Well, he assumed she'd had a different name now. Leafheart, he'd heard them call her. What a weird name... He started forward, flicking his tail with apprehension at the thought of even joining something like that. Too many cats at one time...it sounded horrible, in his opinion. Well, he wasn't used to large crowds, anyway. And he wasn't feeling good at the moment, either, to even consider joining or talking to other cats. So many... His stomach growled, and he lifted his nose up in the air. He needed something to eat. How long had it been since he'd eaten? Nearly a day? He lost track of time. As more birds chirped nearby, Mikel took heed and followed the sounds. He crouched, ears and tail lowering, ready to pounce. He was so hungry...why had he waited this long?
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on May 4, 2017 16:43:40 GMT -5
𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 Seeing as Coonface was going to give her alone time with her apprentice, Peony turns back to Nightpaw and encouragingly nudges her up, "Since you know the proper techniques, now it's time to see it in action." She bounds a few paces forward and then turns to beckon her apprentice forward, "Remember, quiet and light on your paws, Nightpaw" Coonface nodded at her mother. She didn't want to get in the way of the two of them training together- she'd be more of a distraction to them than anything. Moving northward ahead of them, she padded off in the direction of the dreadwash. Perhaps there would be a gathering of blackbirds there today, scavenging for frogs and other small pickings in the bog. Pricing her ears, she stopped and listened around. Coonface was never nervous in the forest, but she was vigilant. Every cat knew that Twilightclan territory was full of rogues and loners, and some were friendlier than others. It benefited a cat to be wary. She hunted for a time, settling for a frog and a vole after being unable to snag a blackbirds, and began her trot after her mother. Perhaps by now Nightpaw and her would be ready to move on.
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Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on May 4, 2017 16:54:58 GMT -5
Leafheart strolled into camp, a plump mouse in her jaws. Her dark brown tabby fur was damp with the swamp's water, her paws covered in sludge. She'd chased the mouse down, even causing her to accidentally fall into the overflowing water of the swamp. But, she'd caught the little pest, and now her clan would have one more mouth to feed. She was happy to finally call Twilightclan her clan. She was happy to be apart of it, and she was sure Sherlock would be proud. He'd wanted this, hadn't he? To be free, to be apart of something bigger than just the kittypet life? Leafheart moved towards the freshkill pile and dropped off the mouse, sighing in relief as she stretched out her claws. She tried to shake out her pelt of the dampness, but she still felt soaked. So, she began to clean her pelt, her tongue sliding along her paw, and then rubbing her paw along her muzzle, ears, nose, everything. Ugh, she felt so...smelly. She wondered how Mikel was doing, since she had left? Well, he could have joined her. He could have joined Twilightclan too. But, he thought it was betraying her brother's trust, leaving what they had behind. No, she thought. He'd want us to be a part of something bigger. And being a part of a clan was way bigger than strolling through the forest without a care. However, her stomach still clenched up at the idea of Mikel all alone out there, in the forest beyond them. She wished she could see him. Dawnwish padded out of the medicine den, a bundle of old herbs clamped in her jaw. She spotted Leafheart by the fresh kill pile, looking somewhat disheartened. Her tail raised in a friendly manner, she padded up to the she-cat. "Leafheart, hello!" She meowed, momentarily setting down her herbs. "How are you today?" Dawnwish remembered faintly that Leafheart had kind outside of the clan- was it a brother? She wasn't quite sure. But she understood the pain at times of feeling like you had no kin in the clan. She herself had come from loner origins, and the cats she was closest with, her mentors, had passed some time ago. Perhaps Leafheart was caught in her memories- Dawnwish might be able to lend a paw in helping her feel better.
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Post by Ravenspell / Merlincry on May 4, 2017 18:34:28 GMT -5
Merlinpaw flattened his ears, he wasn't willing to admit that he didn't remember this cat. Not well, anyway - he did have fuzzy memories of a red-furred guest with a sharp tongue, but he couldn't for the life of him remember her name. "I barely know Nightpaw." he said bluntly, eyeing the rogue frostily. "And I know you even less. There's no need to warn me off mistreating your sister - even if I don't know her so well she 's still my Clanmate, and Clanmates take care of each other. If you really were our guest once you'd know that." The tabby tom felt a sudden understanding, only a little but it was something at least. "You want to protect your sister, so you're here. I want to protect my sister, so I tried to chase you away." he mused thoughtfully, aware that he was drifting further away from his Clanmates as he spoke to the intriguing red rogue.
Ravenpaw nodded, a little crestfallen. She hadn't meant to upset Twigpaw. "Yeah, that sounds good." she agreed with no real life in her voice. "Let's go?" /not so much muse for Ravenpaw, sorry! Loads for Merlin though xD
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 4, 2017 18:38:51 GMT -5
Hey)
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Post by faundestwishes on May 4, 2017 19:45:20 GMT -5
(Yo Hawk. And understandable, Merlinpaw is the cat getting the action right now)
"Oh Ravenpaw, do not let Twigpaw sour your mood! He acts as if he has burrs in his fur all the time. His mother was certainly more chipper, as was his father.. I do not know where his attitude comes from."
Nectarfur adored Twigpaw, but sometimes dealing with the apprentice was like dealing with thorn bushes. He misses the days where the apprentice would follow around at his paws, tripping and distracting him.. "He will apologize to you later, Ravenpaw, he always does. For now, let us explore?"
Hopefully they could find something along the trip that would cheer up his sullen apprentice. He gives her a sympathetic smile and leads the way out into the woods.
(These two could run into Mikel maybe? Or perhaps Lightningstrike and Twigpaw could? Speaking of lightningstrike, there is some crazy weather over here @~@ )
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 4, 2017 20:10:30 GMT -5
Lol it's raining where I am rn)
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Post by Ravenspell / Merlincry on May 4, 2017 20:58:19 GMT -5
(Yup, just imagine what's going on in the poor little cat's brain! "she's an evil rogue, must tear her fur off" "but her sister's in my clan!" "she seems interesting" "why is she so rude?" and that's just half of it xD)
Ravenpaw felt embarrassed that she was so easily read. "Was it that obvious?" she asked her mentor plaintively, a little bit of the earlier spring returning to her step as she followed Nectarfur out into the forest. She loved it out here, the low light and soft, damp ground made stealth easy without even trying. Hunting was usually good and exciting things could always be found hiding in the marshy fog. Ravenpaw had found an abandoned beehive once, and had spent hours studying it and trying to figure out how the bees made it - for she'd been there before and it had not always lived there! Even better, Twolegs steered clear of the swamp - she'd never seen more than a week-old footprint to signify they existed at all. If one was dark-furred, the marshes kept them safe.
(Ooh yes, they should run into Mikel! Ravenpaw needs to meet interesting cats too or she'll feel bad because Merlinpaw got all the action.)
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Post by faundestwishes on May 4, 2017 21:31:36 GMT -5
(we had thunder and lightning over here. And if it's what Pumpkin wants, if they have other plans for Mikel I understand :3 )
"Yes Ravenpaw, you were." His tone is teasing, he definitely wasn't mocking her. "It isn't necessarily bad to wear your feelings for others to see, you know." It was a comfort to him, mostly, to know how another cat felt without having to prod. It was very easy to hide things if a cat knew how. Nectarfur himself liked to be open, unless he was feeling a less than favorable mood. That'd make him a bit of a hypocrite, he supposed.
"We'll work our way around the perimeter of the territory, you'll tell me what you hear and see, alright? We'll have to test those senses of yours."
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 4, 2017 23:39:39 GMT -5
Yew frowned, "It's you who doesn't understand," she began, stepping closer to the tom and her voice getting more firm and strict, "I lost me older sister, barely knew her, but I loved her so dearly, and guess what, your clan beheld traitors! Your clan mates can turn on you, some turned their back once, why should I expect times to change?" She asked with a growl. "It is foolish to presume that just because your in the Clan everyone will be nice to you, my sister trusted that Clan with her life, and that is what got her killed." She said sharply, "Now Nightpaw decides to join your little crew, and I refuse to let her fall victim to a traitor." She hissed out deeply. "I'm very dangerous, but not foolish, I won't hurt you or your family if you don't hurt mine or myself." She added. Her next words where questioning, and sarcastic even, "Becareful who you trust and out your sister's life on Merlinpaw, because they might just turn out to be opposite of what you thought you knew." She warned, a bit of sorrow and sadness in her voice, but she made sure to try and hide it with another hiss, and returned backwards, close but far enough from the clan cats.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 5, 2017 1:13:34 GMT -5
(yeah i'm totally okay with it! however, i just got off work and i'm like tired lol so i'll have to respond tomorrow if that's alright? i mean, i work tomorrow too unfortunately, but hopefully i get a chance to be on here for a little bit to respond lol.)
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2017 6:52:14 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ "Hey!" Sagestreak smiled. She giggled a little bit at how eager the young apprentice was being. "StarClan! You're going to shake the kittens out of me if you keep on bouncing like that! And no thank you. I don't need anything now. Anyway, How have things been? Has Ottersplash been teaching you well?" She felt a bit embarrassed. You sound like an old badger! Why can't you connect with her! When she was young, Sagestreak had found it annoying the way older cats would talk to the apprentices. But now she was worried she was becoming like that. She pushed it down. "Being an apprentice was amazing. Look forward to being a warrior, but still treasure your younger days." Sagestreak said. "You don't need to be spending time with me. Go gossip about meaningless little things with your friends. That's what I was always doing." She chuckled slightly. Her smile softened when she mentioned her swollen belly. "They are. The little things. And yes, I have been feeling somewhat queasy, but it'll all be worth it in the end." Sagestreak pressed her nose tenderly to her unborn kits. "Would you like to feel them?" She asked. She didn't want to bore Cloudpaw. She knew she wasn't that old, but she felt like she couldn't talk to apprentices anymore. Am I losing my touch?
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Post by tigerclaw on May 5, 2017 7:30:57 GMT -5
Name: Tigerstripe Age:28 moons. Rank:Warrior Roleplayer:Erm? I don't know how to answer this question.. IM just going to say I am the roleplayer of this character.
Desc: Tigerstripe is a dark brown tabby, his stripes make him look like a tiger, hence the name Tigerstripe. (inspired by tigerstar). He is huge, with big broad shoulders which make him look intimidating. He has a 2 scars from battle, on his side which look like an X. He has icy blue eyes. His skills are, Fighting, he is a very good fighter, his big muscles help him in battle, but one flaw with his fighting is speed, he can be fast, but not that fast. If he was against a fast warrior, then it would be hard to claw that warrior. He is good at hunting as well, he can jump very high, so he can catch birds that are on a tree branch a few tail lengths high. But a flaw with hunting is that sometimes, his weight can make him easily noticeable if he is not being careful of how he stalks his prey. He is a good swimmer. His personality, ah, he isn't VERY social, and can be short tempered, which is a flaw for him. If you tick him off, his personality can suddenly change from calm to aggressive. He will never attack if you tick him off, but if you piss him off that much, he might bat you with sheathed paws. He is very ambitious, and who knows what he might do to gain his ambitions. (will be updated later on)
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Tigerstripe walked into the camp, carrying a bird in his jaws, he walked over to the fresh kill pile and dropped it. He looked around the camp. He puffed, and walked over to a spot near the warriors den. He would then lay, and start to rest, but he wouldn't close his eyes.
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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 May 5, 2017 12:26:50 GMT -5
( 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 you need to respond to your RP with Peony. If you aren't interested in that rp anymore please say something so Faun and I aren't stuck waiting for Nightpaw to respond.) ( tigerclaw Accepted! Lime will add your description to the front page as soon as they get on. ) Cloudpaw nodded "Oh, okay. I hope I'm not bothering you, I just want to be the best apprentice I can be, and I know it's my job to take care of queens like you" she meowed, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. Sagestreak's expression seemed weird, was Cloudpaw annoying her again? "Talk with the other apprentices..?" She meowed, tilting her head. "I can talk to them after I've finished my training. It's you warriors that I can learn the most from, anyway! I wanna talk to you!" Why were the warriors always doing that? She knew friends were important of course, but how was she going to become a great warrior if she sat on her tail all the time talking to cats who knew just as much as her. The warriors could teach her so much more! Her ears perked up at Sagestreak gave her the invite. "F-Feel them...?" she meowed, suddenly nervous. Was that okay? She didn't want to hurt Sagestreak or the kits... but it was tempting. She bet none of the other apprentices would have the chance to do something so unique! Gingerly, she extended a paw, but drew it back a moment later, unsure. "Are you sure..? What should I do?"
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Post by tigerclaw on May 5, 2017 15:28:45 GMT -5
He would walk over to the noise in the nursery. He looked down at the apprentice, and then looked at the queen, Sagestreak. His expression was unreadable, but he was sure the apprentice and queen wouldn't mind? He looked at Sagestreaks belly, then he cocked his head. ''What are you going to name them?'' he asked, his voice sounded like a growl, which was why he didn't speak a lot. He then looked down at the apprentice. ''Who is your mentor?'' he would say to the apprentice, looking down at him. He actually wanted an apprentice, so he waited for his leader to appoint him an apprentice.
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Long time RPer, up for anything. Don't be a stranger, say hello!
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on May 5, 2017 15:31:38 GMT -5
"O-oh, Tigerstripe! Hello!" Cloudpaw meowed, somewhat nervously. The tom was a much bigger cat than her, and she could tend to feel a bit nervous around him. He wasn't mean, per say, but his short fuse had led him to tell off Cloudpaw once or twice. It was her fault, really. She knew she could be too pushy around the warriors sometimes. In fact, she kind of admired Tigerstripe for his no-nonsense attitude. "Ottersplash is my mentor!" she meowed, more condifently, puffing out her chest "She's going to train me to be the best warrior ever!"
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Post by tigerclaw on May 5, 2017 16:00:56 GMT -5
He chuckled at the small apprentice. ''Then we will see if what you say becomes true.'' he looked outside the nursery, and looked back to Cloudpaw. ''Would you like to go hunting with me?'' he asked. He would wait for his answer, and unsheathed his long claws into the ground, assuming that they were gonna have a good time hunting.
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Post by Novi on May 5, 2017 18:36:21 GMT -5
Badger let out an exasperated huff, the noise dramatic and unnecessary. " Real apprentices know when to listen to their mentors, Scarlet" he meowed, then shot a glance at Ivypaw "not that I would know anything about having an apprentice who does." Stopping their walk, he flicks his bushy tail over the kits ears affectionately "Although you did catch up with us fairly quickly, for someone with such short paws" He meowed, his praise light and warm. "You're lucky there's plenty of prey in the area, though. How do you expect me to feed both of us when you scare everything away with your tromping about?" He took another look at Scarlet. Really looked at her. She did seem to be the age of an apprentice, probably a bit older if he really thought about it. He never intended to keep her around, but despite his best efforts he had grown... fond. Would it be worth it to train her? She'd need to defend herself, after all.. "But you just said I wasn't an apprentice." Scarlet's whiskers twitched. "So what a real apprentice would do doesn't apply to me at the moment. Ivyfang chuckled slightly at the comment. He watched the kit puff up with pride at Badger's praise and he couldn't help but be amused. Badger must be fond of her then. She flicked her tail. "Well, I had to sacrifice being quiet for being fast." "Not always." Ivyfang commented. He liked to think he was pretty fast and quiet. "Really?" Her emerald green eyes were wide. She started circling the two toms. "Teach me! Teach me! I'll listen and become a super good hunter. My paws will grow and then I'll be even better." Juniperfrost finished her breakfast in peace and stretched. Her belly was rounding and the kits were becoming more active every day. They had to be close to coming, otherwise she would probably shriek. She glanced towards the leader's den. Their medicine cat and deputy had exited earlier, but Breezestar still appeared to be inside. (sorry if this is incorrect. my memory is garbage xD) Her relationship with the tom was...interesting. Although they'd been together and she now carried his kits, they had yet to actually say anything on their feelings for one another. It was a conversation that would need to happen before they were born.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 5, 2017 22:35:17 GMT -5
Hey)
"I'm thinking we do hunting and battle training." Lightingstrike explained as she heads towards the training hollow. "Do you remember what you learned last time?"
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 5, 2017 23:01:01 GMT -5
(hey there! i'm finally on. ^^ imma catch up and then respond in a minute.)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 5, 2017 23:42:56 GMT -5
Leafheart strolled into camp, a plump mouse in her jaws. Her dark brown tabby fur was damp with the swamp's water, her paws covered in sludge. She'd chased the mouse down, even causing her to accidentally fall into the overflowing water of the swamp. But, she'd caught the little pest, and now her clan would have one more mouth to feed. She was happy to finally call Twilightclan her clan. She was happy to be apart of it, and she was sure Sherlock would be proud. He'd wanted this, hadn't he? To be free, to be apart of something bigger than just the kittypet life? Leafheart moved towards the freshkill pile and dropped off the mouse, sighing in relief as she stretched out her claws. She tried to shake out her pelt of the dampness, but she still felt soaked. So, she began to clean her pelt, her tongue sliding along her paw, and then rubbing her paw along her muzzle, ears, nose, everything. Ugh, she felt so...smelly. She wondered how Mikel was doing, since she had left? Well, he could have joined her. He could have joined Twilightclan too. But, he thought it was betraying her brother's trust, leaving what they had behind. No, she thought. He'd want us to be a part of something bigger. And being a part of a clan was way bigger than strolling through the forest without a care. However, her stomach still clenched up at the idea of Mikel all alone out there, in the forest beyond them. She wished she could see him. Dawnwish padded out of the medicine den, a bundle of old herbs clamped in her jaw. She spotted Leafheart by the fresh kill pile, looking somewhat disheartened. Her tail raised in a friendly manner, she padded up to the she-cat. "Leafheart, hello!" She meowed, momentarily setting down her herbs. "How are you today?" Dawnwish remembered faintly that Leafheart had kind outside of the clan- was it a brother? She wasn't quite sure. But she understood the pain at times of feeling like you had no kin in the clan. She herself had come from loner origins, and the cats she was closest with, her mentors, had passed some time ago. Perhaps Leafheart was caught in her memories- Dawnwish might be able to lend a paw in helping her feel better. Leafheart, who was just starting to clean her paws of the dirt, rose her ears in alert as she heard Dawnwish come towards her. With a smile, she lifted her head, placing her paw back on the ground and sitting up straighter. She wanted to make sure the clan were accepting, and she didn't want to slouch when being spoken to. Though, she was sure Dawnwish wouldn't mind. Dawnwish seemed kind and caring, like someone Leafheart could trust. And Leafheart did trust her. "Oh, Dawnwish! Hello!" She purred in greeting, "I'm...I'm alright, I guess. I am just tired, that's all." She let out a small mrrow of laughter, though it was quiet, "How are you? You look busy." She stated, gesturing towards the herbs that had been in Dawnwish's jaws. "Need help?"
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Post by faundestwishes on May 5, 2017 23:47:04 GMT -5
(Once Raven responds we can work on meeting Mikel :3 )
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 5, 2017 23:49:54 GMT -5
Mikel continued to head forward, closer towards where he'd seen Leafheart and the others go not too long ago. How long ago was it? He wasn't sure. He'd been trying to follow the path they'd taken, but it was hard to remember when the scents had been washed away? Though, he could definitely smell the aroma of Twilightclan the farther he moved. He assumed that was a good thing. It meant he was closer to Leafheart. As much as he hated that she'd betrayed him, he was overly protective of her. Especially since she was the sister of the tom he was in love with. It made him care too much. She was like a younger sister to him now, and he would protect her with his life. The closer he was to her, the better he felt about her well being. And now that she was gone, everything hurt. He'd already lost Donovan and Sherlock, he couldn't lose her too. He knew he was getting closer still when the trees started to give way to hills and grassy areas, damp and dark. He noticed what appeared to be a swamp not too far away, judging from the smell and sounds around him. Did those clan cats live under the mud?
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on May 5, 2017 23:50:21 GMT -5
(awesome! i went ahead and posted a little something for him.)
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Post by Ravenspell / Merlincry on May 7, 2017 16:43:38 GMT -5
Ravenpaw frowned. "Is it so bad that I want hi- other cats to like me?" she mewed sulkily, trailing in Nectarfur's paw steps with her tail drooping on the ground. "Anyway - where are we going?" /sorry! low muse. It's a monday, first period at school with another six hours to go. This causes the muse to suffer.
Merlinpaw couldn't believe that someone could mistrust his Clan, his family, like this. "I'm no traitor and your sister is safe with our Clan. So is my sister. And since we clearly can't get rid of you, I'll see you around." he replied calmly, turning to pad away. The apprentice halted suddenly, a thought occurring to him. "One thing. You know my name - but what's yours? It doesn't seem quite fair that you know mine but I don't know who you are. And I'm guessing this won't be the last time I run into you - you do seem to hang around like a bad smell." he added, his tone bad-tempered but seeming a little forced. Doubts were growing in his mind, he was beginning to question things that before had seemed incontrovertible. Maybe this cat spoke some truth after all.
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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 May 8, 2017 12:45:02 GMT -5
Novi Badger bit back a sharp comment, simply cutting his eyes at Scarlet. She was too smart for her own good, and lucky that he was so patient with her. His whiskers twitched as Ivyfang stepped right into her trap- it was too late now, he mused. "Well well Ivyfang, looks like the reluctant mentor has a pupil despite his rough attitude" Badger purred, his eyes glimmering with amusement. "Go on then. If you're so fast and quiet, surely it would be a breeze for you to pass on your skills to Scarlet, who is obviously willing to learn." Ivyfang wanted to push Badger into mentoring the kit? Fine. He would be Badger's test subject, then. If Scarlet seemed willing and able to learn something from Ivyfang, perhaps he would take the time to teach her what he knew. ------- ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 "Yes, in fact I do!" Dawnwish meowed brightly, her paw gesturing to the herbs "My stock of marigold was full of old, useless herbs. I'll need to dispose of these and go fetch some more. Perhaps a jaunt through the forest with me might wake you up?" In reality, Dawnwish could have easily done this on her own. The Marigold clumps grew not terribly far from camp, on one of the taller hills in the Greater Glade. They thrived on the sunlight there and grew easily, despite withering in the boggy soil pretty much anywhere else on the Twilightclan territory. The window for harvesting them was short, and Dawnwish wanted to check on their progress now that the weather was finally turning. Having Leafheart tag along with her would make good company for the both of them, she figured. ------- tigerclaw Cloudpaw shifted her paws uneasily. She was grateful for the excuse not to feel Sageheart's belly. As curious as she was, she felt anxious too. What if she hurt the queen or her kits? She did have a record of being too exciteable for her own good.. perhaps Tigerstripe knew that, and was trying to encourage her to leave. "Well, alright I suppose, since Sageheart doesn't need anything right now.." she said slowly. What was the harm of going out and doing some hunting if all of her chores were finished anyway? And besides, maybe Tigerstripe could teach her some cool stuff! "Sure, I'm in" she meowed more confidently, waving her tail goodbye to Sageheart. "Where are we heading to, then?"
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Post by Ғℓʏιnɢωιsн on May 8, 2017 13:43:19 GMT -5
(Hey I will be joining here in an hour ish. I need to fill out my forms for my characters and get some stuff done.)
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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 May 8, 2017 14:01:08 GMT -5
( Sounds great! )
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