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Post by Fallen Stars on May 31, 2017 17:25:27 GMT -5
[[ Could you? That would be great~ <3 ]]
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Post by Fallen Stars on May 31, 2017 19:08:46 GMT -5
With a squirrel dangling from his jaws, Swiftsong emerged into the camp. His golden eyes flickered with the hint of triumph having returned from his small trip successful. The black and white tom set his catch on to the pile then tuned in to his surroundings. It appeared many were idle, cats conversing in one another or relaxing in the sunshine. Perhaps he could use a nice chit-chat with someone. Swiftsong looked around and spotted the perfect opportunity; by that large gray she-cat residing on a stump. With a satisfied grin the tom made his way over to Raccoonleaf. "Something ruffling your fur my dear?" He purred in greeting as he gave his head a slight tilt in curiosity. "Sorry to intrude, but I merely wanted to see how you were faring." The tom added, bowing his head respectfully and flashing a small genuine smile.
[[ Ouch my rp skills are rough, it's been a while. xD ]]
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Bisexual
dou
✩ no one does it better
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Post by dou on May 31, 2017 19:36:53 GMT -5
Finally getting through a mat, the ears of said grey tabby perked, letting the deep meow enter into the deep canals. Raccoonleaf let her bright orange eyes lift and land on the tom. He seemed to be talking to her, and he settled down by her, so she guessed her assumptions were correct. She tuned into his words, letting her gaze flicker as she watched him. She let out a small scoff as she listened to his first comment, licking at her white paw before drawing it over her ear. "Why, of course, dear Swiftsong," she purred, soothing and quite high in pitch. "Have you seen this curly fur of mine? The smallest twig could become a problem."
She sighed.
"But alas, not much we can do about it, huh?" Raccoonleaf said matter-of-factly, returning to grooming her thick and kinky fur. "These mats won't fix themselves, so unless you're going to sit and watch or help, I suggest you head about your way," she purred at him, giving him a charming smile before going back to licking and biting at the thick mats and growling quietly at her thick grey tabby fur.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 31, 2017 22:03:22 GMT -5
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 31, 2017 22:06:56 GMT -5
[ hello c: I should probably reply to people and post some more starters... ^^; ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 31, 2017 22:31:22 GMT -5
Northpaw and Ripplepaw
Northpaw gave Ripplepaw a small smile as he shifted on his paws. "It helps," he promised the other tom and then laughed, "I haven't seen Riverpaw trip over her paws in moons." He swished his tail and glanced over his shoulder towards the apprentices' den, "Yeah... it was pretty ballsy of her to do that," he couldn't help but laugh again as he looked back to Ripplepaw, "I never expected it." He could still imagine Riverpaw freaking out once they were safe in the forest, out of earshot from the rest of the camp, rambling and moaning how Raggedpaw was going to kill her when he found out it was her and it was supposed to be someone's else nest.
Blazestar and Riverheart
Blazestar flickered her ears towards Riverheart as her deputy spoke of the patrols and what has happened so far tonight. She nodded, absently looking back at the other cats within camp. "Yes, that would be a good idea," the fiery ginger she-cat meowed, looking back to Riverheart, "I hope the river stays within its banks." She smiled and let out a soft purr at Riverheart's easy affection, "Back to work, have a good day Riverheart!" she meowed with a light laugh. And then added, "And put one of the apprentices on border patrol, they look like they are getting bored," she meowed with amusement, her gaze flashing towards the apprentice den.
Snowyhaze and others
Snowyhaze twitched her whiskers in amusement. She dipped her head in response to Shadecreek and flashed a warm smile, before taking another bite of the squirrel. She was hungry, she decided to skip out on eating this morning since she was on dawn patrol. She couldn't help but say yes to Shadecreek's request. Snowyhaze loved being out in the forest, it felt right and free.
appzy oh yeah. LET ME FINALLY REPLY ~ o3o Kaleraven and Shadowfire
The young tom slipped out of the warrior den, he paused for a brief moment as he stepped out. He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath and relaxed as he felt the sun starting to warm his pelt. Kaleraven's gaze flickered absently around camp before his gaze landed on Shadowfire. He frowned for a quick moment, thinking that the other tom was supposed to be out on patrol, yet it was probably dawn patrol that Kaleraven was thinking about. He shook his head, dismissing his thoughts since he wasn't deputy and therefore, wasn't in charge of keeping track his clanmates. Kaleraven padded over towards Shadowfire, "Good morning," he meowed as he got closer to the tom, "Or I guess it is getting closer to the afternoon." He wrinkled his nose at that thought, he hadn't meant to sleep so far into the day. A nightmare had woken him during the night and he chose to slip out of camp into the forest to help ease his worries.
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Heterosexual
appzy
pity those who don't feel anything at all.
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Post by appzy on May 31, 2017 23:35:59 GMT -5
frozenrose
medicine cat of halcyon clan; speaking with Elmpaw, medicine cat apprentice.
The silver tabby paused in her cleaning, at least after her fur was no longer a ruffled mess. She felt a little more awake now that she was cleaned some of the moss off her body, the bloom of sleep finally finding its way out of her system. Her striking blue eyes now fell on her apprentice, and she let out a soft purr -- he was quite the chatterbox, especially in the morning, and of course, she hardly minded the company. Then she noticed his gaze had landed on nothing really, but his nose was twitching a constant sped. The only scent she could detect was that of a warm mouse, so she assumed that was what he was talking about when he spoke of the delicious smelling fresh-kill.
She looked away from him, looking at the fresh-kill pile, observing the different prey that laid there. Her ears twitched slightly as she listened to the question her apprentice asked her. Oh, she paused in thought. Her head tilted to the side, and confusion dawned over her silvery face. "If I am to be honest, I cannot think of one that I prefer over the others," Frozenrose's mew was soft, gentle like a falling feather. "I am just thankful to have such a variety of choices, much better than nothing." It was not that she was picky, or not picky, but she was simply thankful for the prey to be running so well. She was always just thankful to have a bite of prey, to savor the warmth and deliciousness that was her meal of the day.
She let out another soft purr, before tilting her head. "Why don't you go grab a mouse for yourself?" Her blue eyes darted around the camp once again, the clearing starting to crowd with the arranged patrols. "It seems the others have had their share," she meowed, flicking his shoulder with her black tipped tail. shadowfire
warrior of halcyonclan; speaking with kaleraven, fellow warrior.
Shadowfire was glancing around the camp, watching the patrol organize and other cats slowly wake up and preceding to talk in their usual morning chit-chat. The dark tomcat was never one to seek out the social interaction, because one -- he was much of a talker, and two, well, sometimes he got dragged into conversations he really could care less about. He did not like having to fake his way through a talk, just to keep the other cat happy. It almost was rude of him to be so ... distant, but its just who he is. He prefers actions over words; training over talking; physical fighting over verbal fighting.
His steely gaze soon fell on the young tomcat that was approaching him. He was a couple moons older than his sister, but still younger than himself. The gray warrior had no issues starting a conversation, which meant that Shadowfire felt the need to oblige. Plus, he really did not want to hear the words of Frozenrose in another scolding tone again. He loved his kin, but she was sometimes way too compassionate and well, he just wasn't.
"Good morning, Kaleraven," the larger warrior gave him a sideward glance. The tomcat was wrinkling his nose, probably because it was late morning now. However, it was strange to see the gray tomcat up so late, especially since he was not on the dawn patrol, and Shadowfire would know since he was on it and still suffering from the lack of sleep. He let out a yawn, "sleep well?" Probably not, by the reaction that it was so late but hey, at least the dark warrior was trying.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Jun 1, 2017 16:01:16 GMT -5
[[ After messing with coding for like a half-hour I finally got it to how I want it. xD I've noticed that a lot of people are using this centered text and I actually quite like it. Would anyone else like to rp? I still have Wisteriablossom, Acorntumble, and Stella open~ ]]
Swiftsong & Raccoonleaf - - The black-and-white tom tiled his head and flicked his tail thoughtfully. "Sadly I cannot relate to having curly fur, but you have my sympathy." Swiftsong commented sincerely. It was true he couldn't relate, he was honest about that as the tom had shorter fur that the she-cat in front of him. What a nuisance it must be to maintain that kinds of fur. He almost felt bad for some of his fellow Clanmates who had longer fur. Swiftsong sat down next to the log Raccoonleaf was sitting on, partially disregarding her hint for him to leave. "True I cannot help really help you with matted fur, so I'll leave you to that." He meowed airily as he waved his paw in a dismissive manner. The tom gave his paw a few licks before swiping it back behind his ear. Swiftsong then turned his head to she-cat. "Could you spare a bit of time to have a chat with me at least?" He asked, giving a hopeful smile. "If not that is perfectly fine. I will be out of your fur in no time if so—no pun intended." The tom added briskly and and gave a chuckle.
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 18:55:27 GMT -5
[[ finally on a laptop ;; I can roleplay with any of your characters, Falle ~ Robinquill, Furledbriar, Oakjaw, and Dewpaw are open. ]]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 1, 2017 19:03:46 GMT -5
( -THROWS SELF IN AGGRESSIVELY- )
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Post by Fallen Stars on Jun 1, 2017 19:05:01 GMT -5
[[ Neat! Hmm, I see that Acorntumble and Dewpaw are both really clumsy. xD Those two might be fun to interact with. Do you want to start or would you like me to?
Eyyy Owl! ;D ]]
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 19:05:17 GMT -5
[ @ owl - WIFE! ROLEPLAY WITH ME??!!! YOU CANNOT SAY NO TO THIS BEAUTIFUL FACE
@ falle - I'm good with starting if you'd like me to? ]]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 1, 2017 19:06:40 GMT -5
( DEAL, WE'LL RP. YOU'RE WRITING THE STARTER THOUGH. HA. <3 )
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Post by Fallen Stars on Jun 1, 2017 19:06:49 GMT -5
[[ Yeah you can start Sand! Edit: Or actually I could if you want to since Owl is making you do one. XD ]]
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 19:15:10 GMT -5
{{ owl aka the bug attracter - Which cat do you want, wife? CHOOSE CAREFULLY.
@ falle -- If you could, that'd be great, Falle <3 ~ }}
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 1, 2017 19:19:54 GMT -5
( can confirm that that is an accurate name-- i have encountered four bugs within my house today.
hmmmmmmm... Maybe... Maybe Robinquill & Snakeshimmer? )
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 19:26:03 GMT -5
{{ become a bug catcher and you'd conquer your house.
yeees, I'm down for that; I shall work on a starter. }}
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Jun 1, 2017 19:28:09 GMT -5
no... no, never. i'm a bug killer
woo! Take your time <333 )
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 19:30:51 GMT -5
{{ so sorry for labeling you incorrectly.
you know I will xD <33 }]
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Post by Fallen Stars on Jun 1, 2017 19:36:16 GMT -5
[[ Yeah, no problem Sand! Here you go~ nvn ]] Acorntumble - - Life was good. Nothing beats laying in the sunshine and feeling the soft grass ruffle your fur. The light brown tabby was on his back somewhere in the middle of Clove's Meadow. His yellow eyes closed briefly in bliss as a cool breeze drifted by. The meadow was probably one of Acorntumble's favorite places. For one, it was peaceful and relaxing. The area was also free of roots for him to trip on; although, he would trip on his own paws anyhow on a flat surface. Despite that, he still loved going here. After a few moments he opened his eyes and suddenly a thought made its way hazily through the depths of his mind. Acorntumble's eyes furrowed in confusion. What was he doing here again?
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 20:09:00 GMT -5
ROBINQUILL .&. SNAKESHIMMER - - }
Pale eyes feeling heavy with lack of sleep, Robinquill's eyes were peeled open from the sunlight peering into the bush den. Pain shot through his front right paw as he groggily stumbled out of his nest. Whatever he had stepped on, it didn't feel good and the tom decided to brush it off.
If it was a thorn, oh well. If it was someone's tail or paw, oh well. He'd deal with it if he had to. Opening his eyes fully, he shaded his eyes away from the light as it felt like his eyes were being burnt. He definitely preferred the dawn patrols on days like these; that way he didn't have to put up with waking up to blinding sunlight. "Mornings.." he mumbled, licking at his lighter ginger colored chest.
Robinquill was a father and a mediocre one at that. He didn't spend time with his only kit, but he wasn't willing to take the blame for that. After all, he never agreed to fulfilling the father position in Dewpaw's life nor did he fulfill the position of a mate to Asterfall.
Allowing himself to wallow in his thoughts for a brief moment, the reddish ginger warrior made his way towards certain feline's nest, not even putting in the effort to be quiet for those that were asleep. "Snakeshimmer! Time to rise and shine!" he called out, pale green eyes searching the den for the regal solid brown she-cat.
Maybe she wasn't in the warrior's den and had already left? He could have sworn he saw her, but Robinquill might have been mistaken. Pausing for a moment in search of the fellow warrior, he quickly glanced out the den's exit. Unfortunately, he couldn't see as far as he had wished to. This is pointless.. the lean tom thought, rolling his eyes in frustration. I suppose I can just wait for her to show up..
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 21:34:21 GMT -5
[[ Yeah, no problem Sand! Here you go~ nvn ]] Acorntumble - - Life was good. Nothing beats laying in the sunshine and feeling the soft grass ruffle your fur. The light brown tabby was on his back somewhere in the middle of Clove's Meadow. His yellow eyes closed briefly in bliss as a cool breeze drifted by. The meadow was probably one of Acorntumble's favorite places. For one, it was peaceful and relaxing. The area was also free of roots for him to trip on; although, he would trip on his own paws anyhow on a flat surface. Despite that, he still loved going here. After a few moments he opened his eyes and suddenly a thought made its way hazily through the depths of his mind. Acorntumble's eyes furrowed in confusion. What was he doing here again? Dewpaw .&. Acorntumble - - }Not the most skilled apprentice around, Dewpaw was huffing and puffing as she hurried out of the Nryrid Forest. She shouldn't have left camp as fast as she did, but she felt the urge to get out of the crowded, bustling place. A chilly feeling crawled up her spine as she found herself deep in meadow grass, unable to see her large paws. "Great! Just great.. Now I can barely see where I'm going!" she meowed to herself, clearly frustrated by her size. It wasn't her fault that she ended up being so short.
Dewpaw was normally an optimistic young feline with enough confidence, but today... Today she felt off and she couldn't put a paw on why. Grumbling, she pushed her sturdy frame through the grass while her thick, plumy tail flicked away as she came closer to Acorntumble. Of course she hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings, so she was bound to run into the tom. Distracted by the beautiful wildflowers, the blue-cream she-cat toppled over suddenly. Her paws slipped underneath her in a flash, leaving the apprentice to land on her back before rolling on to her side. "Mmmhmph!"
Who knew a clumsy cat could still be clumsy on a flat surface these days.. or maybe Dewpaw just had bad, bad luck.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Jun 1, 2017 22:16:35 GMT -5
Acorntumble & Dewpaw - - Memory and recollection wasn't exactly this warrior's strong suit. He would have a goal set in mind, get distracted by something, then forget what he was doing in the first place. No matter how determined Acorntumble was, the poor guy was just forgetful. This was the situation he was going through now. He realized he set out to do something, but wasn't sure what exactly that something was. A simple walk? A hunt? Something important? The tom lay there helplessly as he tried to recall what his intentions were before he was in the meadows.
Suddenly Acorntumble felt something trip over him. Quick as he could possibly be and miraculously not tripping on his large paws for once, he rolled over and stood in his paws. With a quick scan of his surroundings he looked beside him to found out what tripped over him—or rather who tripped over him. His ears perked up in surprise seeing it was an apprentice. "Oh! Yewpaw is it?" The tom piped. As usual he couldn't recall his Clanmate's name. At least he was close. "I didn't see you there at all! I must've been too lost in my thoughts trying to remember again." Acorntumble padded over and gave Dewpaw a helpful nudge up to her paws then took a step back to give her some room. "What are you doing around here anyhow?" He asked, tilting his head.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Jun 1, 2017 22:34:34 GMT -5
( hellooo c: -waves- )
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 22:38:18 GMT -5
Dewpaw .&. Acorntumble - - }
Not only did Dewpaw trip over her own paws, but she also tripped over someone else. What luck she had today! No wonder her day was becoming more and more of a mess as she went; she couldn't get anything right. Can I please go back to bed and start this entire day over again? she thought, letting out an unpleasant hum. A somewhat familiar meow thumped in her ears before the blue-cream feline opened her brown eyes, squinting up at the tom.
Acorntumble..? That was his name, wasn't it? And who was Yewpaw? She didn't know a "Yewpaw", but she did know a Dewpaw. Letting out a sigh, she was able to get to her paws thanks to the warrior's helpful nudge. As she carefully began licking her front paws, she listened to the light colored tabby talk to her. "The name is Dewpaw, not Yewpaw," the apprentice corrected him confidently, curling her plumy tail. "For the record, I couldn't see you or hardly anything else at all. You're just as blind as I was in the stupid meadow grass."
Thankful for his help, the feline quickly mewed a thanks while she closed her maw and whisked her thick tail around her large paws. "The camp's too crowded to be in, I thought I could use a walk or something.." Dewpaw explained. "What about you? I didn't expect anyone to be here."
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Post by Sand on Jun 1, 2017 22:38:51 GMT -5
{{ hey Blaze! }}
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