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Post by Dragoness on Jun 6, 2017 16:24:37 GMT -5
Shadecreek mirrored her apprentice's expressions. A soft grin settled on her face, and she felt really good seeing Bogpaw so... what was a fitting word? Confident, perhaps? She was a bit taken aback by the younger she-cat's sudden show of affection, and stiffened for a second while her ears twitched, unsure how to respond. However, her muscles finally relaxed, and she touched Bogpaw's forehead with her tail in a shy attempt to return the affection. The mentor/apprentice bond was held in high esteem in the clan, but nothing had prepared Shadowcreek for the way she would feel about Bogpaw. She got the feeling they would remain close friends for many moons to come, also after she had earned her warrior name. "Occasionally. You know I used to live with rogues, right? We lived nearby the moors, and my father forced me to train for several hours every day. I wouldn't get any food until I caught my first rabbit. And my brother - his tail has been torn half off as you know, so he couldn't hunt. They told us he wouldn't get to eat until we'd caught one. I trained intensively after that, one could say." She looked at the distance with a strange gaze, before her eyes returned to the young she-cat before her, and her voice took a cheerful turn. "So I feel like I'm allowed to call myself an expert rabbit hunter! And as an expert rabbit hunter, I must say your catch was highly impressive."
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 7, 2017 9:25:02 GMT -5
[Baaaaaack.
If memory serves, Jagged was with Shadow et al. Storm was with Cold. Tawny is looking for Olive... that leaves Lilyroot open]
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 7, 2017 11:59:47 GMT -5
((Tawny is supposed to be looking for Sumtra.  )) |
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 7, 2017 12:22:32 GMT -5
Bogpaw listened to her mentor talk and couldn't help but feel bad for her. Bogpaw had never known her dad, her mother didn't have a mate at the time of her birth, and her mother had died while she was still young. Memories of her were blurry but they had been good memories. She couldn't imagine being treated so roughly by your own kin. But hearing how she had done it for her brother was really touching. "You must really love him." Bogpaw said with a soft smile. "I would do the same for Claypaw." She licked her chest fur a few times to hide the spike of embarrassment that followed her words. She prodded her still warm rabbit and tried to shrug off the sudden mood swing. "I bet Claypaw will try and eat this thing with one of the pretty she-cats." she giggled with a roll of her eyes. That was he brother. Always trying to get she-cats to look his way.
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 8, 2017 10:53:08 GMT -5
[Oh right! Thanks Fog <3]
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 8, 2017 11:01:00 GMT -5
[ dou ]
Tawnytail was not the nicest cat in the world, and her version of waking up someone used to be dragging them out of their nest. But she's long past that now, probably. Only if she's feeling a bit mischievous or particularly angry will she even consider it. But that is beside the point. Now she looms above them, glaring down like demonic force from the darkest pits of the bayou. Standing over the nest of who she assumed was Sumatracluck– he was a distinctive senior warrior after all. She knew of him at least, and he'd certainly earned his metal. "Sumatracluck, you're needed for patrol" Tawnytail's low growl rumbled through the den. That should do it. If not, there was always the dragging method.
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Post by mimikyutie on Jun 8, 2017 11:11:20 GMT -5
Olivepool had been by the fresh-kill pile, silently eating a bit of prey. She wasn't feeling all too hungry, and felt it was best to let others eat more anyway. Being healthy at the time, she figured it'd be best to go on a patrol as well.
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 8, 2017 11:31:34 GMT -5
Stormcrest was about to give up and try to find another warrior when she saw a familiar flash of fur by the fresh-kill pile. Just in time! "Olivepool!" Stormcrest called out as she scurried over to the other she-cat. "Olivepool, are you busy right now? Mirestar asked me to get a patrol together for him. There may be evidence of rogues on the southern border."
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Post by mimikyutie on Jun 8, 2017 11:34:22 GMT -5
Olivepool nodded, leaving the rest of her meal for anyone else who may want or need it. I'm on it." She told Stormcrest, getting up to head over to the camp entrance
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 8, 2017 11:39:22 GMT -5
Stormcrest watched her go for a moment and nodded to herself, her mission accomplished. She looked back to where Mirestar and Weaselbriar were seat and moved within eyesight. She didnt want to disturb the two love birds but she needed to tell Mirestar she was just about ready. When she thought he could see her, she waved her tail before nodding her head towards the entrance. Satisfied her message had been sent, she trotted over to wait with Olivepool for the rest of their patrol.
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Bisexual
dou
✩ no one does it better
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Post by dou on Jun 8, 2017 16:09:56 GMT -5
His striking eyes focused on the mouse, his ears flattening against his skull as his haunches wriggled. He bunched up his muscles, his legs extend-
"Sumatracluck,you're needed for patrol."
His copper eyes squinting, the large curly-furred tom lifted his head and looked at the she-cat, his ears folded back against his skull as he was awoken from his slumber. He let out a loud hiss, his tail whipping in annoyance. The black-furred tom lifted himself to his paws before he sat back down, his ears flicking. "Give me a few, I need to get ready," Sumatracluck hissed, his tail curling around his paws as he licked at his chest. |
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 9, 2017 7:18:22 GMT -5
Tawnytail hummed, "Fine. But hurry. Rogues have been spotted. We'll be by the entrance." she murmured, turning smoothly and stalking out of the room. Duty done to relative satisfaction, the tortie felt almost smug. Yes this would be a good day. Perhaps she'd even get to scare the fur off of the unblooded later. That would be a pleasure.
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Post by Saint Ambrosef on Jun 9, 2017 11:13:53 GMT -5
((i have returned! I've got the whole week off from work now!))
((Sorry I haven't been on here much. It's been a long time since I RP'd regularly, so I'm still trying to get back into the rhythm of it. ^^' I know it's probably frustrating, but I'll get there.))
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Post by Sand on Jun 10, 2017 0:05:57 GMT -5
ALLIGATORSNAP - - Dark, brooding amber eyes sticking out of the dark foliage, Alligatorsnap was out and about in the swamp. He had left camp not too long ago to hunt alone.
Well.. that was a lie; he really was avoiding his kits more than anything. He would have liked to join a patrol in camp, though once he saw the inseperable pair make their way out of the apprentice's den, he dashed out of camp as if his life was in danger.
Here he was, standing among the cypress and red maple trees that towered over the large tomcat, thinking to himself as frogs croaked and crickets chirped. He wasn't in the mood for a hunt like he originally "planned" to do as he wavered in the tree thick territory. The warrior wasn't going to allow his thoughts drift back to his troubles, one that included his kits. That was the last thing he wanted to think about or even discuss.
Inhaling slowly and then exhaling, the brown tabby tom stood tall and forced himself forward, leaving his thoughts behind him as far as possible.
[ 1 starter down, 2 more to go ] |
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 10, 2017 14:29:10 GMT -5
[ Hey y'all, I'm gonna respond and try and get into this. Had a kinda bummer of a morning so I'm feeling a little sad and put down so sorry if I'm not on much today or kinda absent. Just feeling super empty rn. ]
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Post by Dragoness on Jun 10, 2017 18:12:39 GMT -5
Totally fine, hope you're feeling better, Feather.))
A soft smile rested on Shadecreek's lips as she listened to her apprentice speak about her brother. She chuckled at her comment about Claypaw. "Yeah, that is if Mistytooth doesn't take it first, and shares it with Stormcrest or Shadowstalker or something." While she she shook her head in resignation, her face shone with love and admiration. Out of the two, Mistytooth had always been the best at flirting and making friends and such. He seemed to have almost fully settled in the clan, where as Shadecreek still felt stigmatized and slightly uncomfortable. Her eyes settled on the she-cat beside her and she uttered a short laugh. "You know, we seem to be quite alike you and I... Annoying, charismatic brothers, a bit of outsiders, amazing hunters..." Her eyes crinkled softly with amusement.
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 11, 2017 16:56:46 GMT -5
((Lets see where are my chars. I believe Stormcrest is by the entrance still and Bogpaw is with Shadecreek. Claypaw is around the fresh-kill pile I think and I have nothing with Rattlesong. Ill start writing those up.))
Stormcrest is still by the entrance and she is going to stay there lol.
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Bogpaw couldn't help but beam at the comparison. She really looked up to Shadecreek. She may be a bit of a loner and maybe the apprentices didn't share stories about her like they do for cats like Mirestar or Shadowstalker. Even so, there was something about the older she-cat that made her seem so honorable. She worked so hard and was so skilled in stealth and hunting. She wanted to be like her. "That must be why Mirestar put us together then. So we could bond over our annoying brothers." she said with a small smile. She had a long way to go before she got to be like Shadecreek.
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Claypaw sat by the fresh-kill pile, finishing off his grooming session that he had started before Bogpaw left. With his ruddy coat sleek and glossy, he finally felt ready to start his day. He saw his mentor going off to meet with her mate earlier and he was hoping she would be distracted for a bit longer. Really nhe was just waiting fr one of the she-cat apprentices, or even a young warrior, to come along so he could offer to share a meal with them. Without Bogpaw acting as his shadow he was bound to have more success. If he was lucky, maybe he could convince Sedgepaw or pretty little Frostpaw to join him. A smug smile curled on his muzzle and he tried to look aloof and casual with little success.
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Rattlesong finally stumbled out of his nest, his eyes barely open, and plopped himself right outside. He normally didn't sleep in this late but he had been on moon-high patrol the night before. Even if he wasn't, the tom wasn't a morning cat. But Stormcrest refused to let him sleep in. She insisted it made them look bad and she couldn't stand for that. He cracked one of his amber eyes open to search for her and saw her practically buzzing near the camp entrance. What was that about? He let out a yawn and half-heartedly began to groom him. He would have to ask her when she came back.
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 13, 2017 11:12:27 GMT -5
Lilyroot was enjoying her morning. She'd been hunting by Mire's Pond, a bit unsuccessfully but she wasn't that invested in it to begin with. After a few failures, she settled down to actually try and hunt, instead of mucking around like she had been. "Focus, Lily" she murmured to herself, vibrant eyes locked in on the water's grimy surface. She waited, waited. Movement, just a ripple. Half a breath later and she struck. Frog clamped in her jaws, Lilyroot was pleased. She still had it.
Standing, she turned to head back to camp, careful not to drop her prize.
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Post by Saint Ambrosef on Jun 14, 2017 20:58:30 GMT -5
((im a terrible person. hang me now. i don't deserve this clan. aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAH))
((anyone against a time skip? this morning has dragged on for a week lol))
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Post by Sand on Jun 14, 2017 21:12:32 GMT -5
[[ I'm good with that, I may poof though.
for some reason, my family's confused me enough right now that I don't know if I'm having to go out or not. ]]
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 14, 2017 21:42:23 GMT -5
[ Lol it's all good Shad! You're fine XD and I'm A+ down for skipping ahead. ]
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Post by Dragoness on Jun 15, 2017 0:49:39 GMT -5
I'm all for a time skip to engage some more characters))
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 15, 2017 11:08:46 GMT -5
((Sure tineskip is fine.))
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 17, 2017 13:24:39 GMT -5
[ FREEDOM FROM DRIVERS ED. THANK GOODNESS ]
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Post by Saint Ambrosef on Jun 21, 2017 9:46:34 GMT -5
((I had my wisdom teeth removed a few days ago and I've been kinda out of it ever since lol))
((Alright, we'll skip to a few days later. All the apprentices and mentors will be at the Glen training, while the senior warriors are having a meeting with Mirestar. If your senior warrior is a mentor, then the other mentors will look after their apprentice for the day.))
The toads croaked intermittently in the woods beyond, odd for the time of day. Perhaps something had frightened them. The achromatic timing caused an ominous feeling as the backdrop of the meeting, crammed as the cats were in one of the former attics of the camp. It was an ideal place for a meeting: with only one door and no windows, eavesdropping would be difficult without being caught. And Mirestar did not want this conversation leaking.
That was the problem with Havenholm. Everything leaked.
"Is everyone here?" Mirestar asked with a cautiously low mew. If not, he might start anyways and trust denmates to fill each other in. He wasn't sure how much longer they could wait.
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Post by Featherwing on Jun 21, 2017 15:15:26 GMT -5
Stormtrail glanced around, searching for missing faces. His bulk had him squished towards the back, shoulders hunched slightly so he could make room for the others. Tawnytail sat next to him, her face a serene mask of potentially murderous intentions. He decided not to talk to her, for the sake of his own safety. He could never tell what mood she was in– it was quite frustrating. Not that he was any better, his face set in an almost permanent scowl, but not for lack of trying. It was just easier to be a grump, at his age.
He was an acknowledged curmudgeon. "I think everyone is here, sir" he rumbled, whiskers twitching.
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Post by xfogpathx on Jun 26, 2017 15:41:24 GMT -5
((Hey guys, sorry I was at Pride for a few days. I thought I posted a message but I guess not? Anything for me to do?))
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 2, 2017 21:34:14 GMT -5
My friends, the woods nearly claimed me but I RETURN VICTORIOUS [and with minor injuries that really could have been avoided but I am a klutz of the highest order]
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Post by xfogpathx on Jul 3, 2017 12:56:44 GMT -5
((Welcome back))
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