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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 14:03:58 GMT -5
Halo, hope you don't mind me joining!
Deerpaw || She-cat || 8 moons || Apprentice || Deerpaw is a semi-thin she-cat with rather long legs and soft features. Her pelt is a creamy light chocolate, although not light enough to be considered fawn. Her muzzle and neck have flecks of white in them, and her eyes are large and defined. They are greenish-gray with pale hazel specks. Deerpaw is definitely a dreamer, her head is in the clouds most of the time and it's difficult to regain her attention once you've lost it. She tends to romanticize things and looks on the positive side in bad situations. She has a firm moral and is as stubborn as a horse, not to mention her incredibly unshakable sense of determination. Deerpaw seems to never have a sense of urgency, but is rather fidgety at some times. She likes to explore and take life one paw at a time. Deerpaw's mother died soon after her birth due to her frail body and inability to handle the aftermath of childbirth. Her father was killed in a battle that took place before she reached 2 moons, but Deerpaw isn't very haunted by it. You can't really miss anything you never knew, after all. || Deerpaw admires Windpaw's logical thinking, but does not expect to become his mate. || Atsuko Kagari ||
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 14:09:05 GMT -5
I am adding Deerpaw now! Feel free to roleplay )
A slight smile crept in the corner of her mouth as she led the way to Glacier Plains. She hunted best using her speed, which she could utilize well on the slippery slopes. "Glacier Plains it is!"
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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 14:21:12 GMT -5
Thanks!)
Deerpaw stood outside the IceClan apprentice den, her fur slightly ruffled by a semi-sleepless night. Small clumps of her moss bed still clung to her pelt. Not bothered enough to shake them off, Deerpaw squinted at the Sun, looking at the great light for a heartbeat. Her eyes wandered to the pale blue morning sky, drinking in the sights with her gray-green eyes. The apprentice sighed contentedly, closing her eyes and lowering her head.
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 14:36:54 GMT -5
Windpaw was resting outside of the apprentice den, combing through his thick fur with his tongue. His jaws parted in a relaxed yawn, tail swishing contently.
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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 14:40:46 GMT -5
Deerpaw's ears pricked at the sudden noise, her eyes jolted open and relaxed demeanor vanishing. She regained a bit of her previous attitude when she realized it was just Windpaw. "Oh hi Windpaw, I - er - didn't realize you were there." It was embarrassing for Deerpaw to be acting like such a mess around the tom she respected. Mousebrain! The apprentice hissed to herself.
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 14:51:10 GMT -5
An amused look flashed across the black and white tom toms face at the sight of Deerpaw,"Hello there." His gaze slid to meet hers, his brilliant amber eyes sparking in the morning sun.
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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 15:09:28 GMT -5
Deerpaw gulped as her eyes met Windpaw's. She tentatively held it there for what seemed like a moon, and, reluctantly, tore her gaze away from his brilliant one. "S-So..." Deerpaw shook her pelt slightly, trying to gain her composure. As a result, a few specks of moss fell softly from her light chocolate pelt. "Um, do you want to..." Deerpaw racked her head for an answer. "hang out?" The apprentice gave herself a mental facepalm.
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 15:24:09 GMT -5
"Sure," He meowed, getting to his huge black paws. Windpaw stretched out his lengthy body, shaking out his thick fur. "What would you like to do?" He meowed politely, his mew especially deep for a cat so young.
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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 15:46:19 GMT -5
Deerpaw closed her eyes in thought, they could go hunting, a perfect private kind of activity, but a bit too typical. Or maybe battle training? But practicing fighting moves on someone isn't the best thing to do in order to get to know them. Urgh, then what then? An idea popped into Deerpaw's head, "How about we just stay here?"
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 15:56:58 GMT -5
"All right." Windpaw nodded, although he unsure of the intrigue of the camp, personally, the large tom preferred anywhere but the camp. He felt confined and restricted, often waking from suffocating nightmares and fled from camp to be able to breathe and relax. He sat down, curling his tail tightly over his paws.
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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 16:10:49 GMT -5
Deerpaw sighed, crisis averted. But wait, you never thought about he would wan to do! She cried. The apprentice flinched, "Um, we don't need to if you don't want." Seeing what his answer would be would surely show a bit of his personality.
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 16:19:10 GMT -5
"It's alright." He meowed assuringly,"We can stay here." Windpaw remained expressionless, emotionless. His amber gaze flickered to her face, as if searching for a sign of what she was thinking.
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Post by - Λ’α΅αΆ€α΅αΆΚ° - on Jun 12, 2017 16:27:58 GMT -5
Stormwing || male || 25 moons || warrior || He was named after the color of his pelt, which is a steely gray. His fur is long and thick, which makes it difficult to groom - hence all his tangles. Across his chest and down his stomach, his fur appears lighter and continues in a faded pattern down his legs. Each paw has a black sock, of varying length. A lighter blotch of fur rests between his shoulder blades. Stormwing has a pair of pale lime green eyes. An open book, that's the best way to describe Stormwing. He's an outgoing tom who is always ready to greet others with a friendly smile. His morals are strongly based on respect and responsibility, so he's a hard worker. Stormwing isn't afraid to do jobs that no one else wants, he just desires to prove himself. Pushing himself to the limit, working himself to exhaustion - it's how he sleeps at night. As unhealthy as that may seem, it's always worked for him. When it comes to personal relationships, what matters is your actions and your words. Stormwing doesn't care where you came from or what your "reputation" is. He takes others for what they are in the present, without judgement. For a warrior, he's not the brightest bulb in the box. Though he doesn't have the highest IQ, he really does put forth his best effort with every task he is given. This particular tom was born into IceClan, to a pair of stern but loving parents. Mothtail was a respected warrior and Sleetspirit was a dedicated tom. His siblings were Rainheart and Ivynose, two sisters who drove him crazy in their younger years. Shortly after he and his sisters became apprentices, their father Sleetspirit died from fighting off a few aggressive rogues. It was a heavy blow but Mothtail only grew even closer to her kits. His sister gave birth to two kits, Echokit and Shadowkit. Mothtail died a few days after her grandchildren were born. Shellheart fell ill with green cough when her kits were only three moons. Unfortunately, she didn't survive. Loosing his sister was extremely traumatic for Stormwing. Still, he stepped in to raise his niece and nephew - along with Ivynose. || Sister is Ivynose. Niece and nephew are Shadowpaw and Echopaw. || n/a || - Λ’α΅αΆ€α΅αΆΚ° - ||
Ivynose || female || 25 moons || warrior || A thick furred silvery gray tabby with darker spotted markings. She has a splash of white fur on her chest. Her build is short and slim, causing her to appear almost delicate. Wide deep green eyes settle into a rounded face with a short muzzle and tall ears. Ivynose has always been a bit on the smaller side, which often got her picked on. This has hardened her to insults and it actually takes quite a bit to hurt her. Unfortunately, the teasing has also made her a bit snappy and prideful. Friendly hasn't been a word that applies to Ivynose since her childhood. She prefers to be on her own and only lets a few select others get really close to her. Asking for help or admitting she needs it is never easy for her. Her pride has cost her friendships in the past and still puts a strain on her relationships with clan mates. Ivynose is very set in her ways and isn't welcoming towards change of any kind. She struggles to make meaningful connections with others and can get possessive over cats she deeply cares about. Born and raised in IceClan, she was blessed with loving parents. However, her "happy" childhood was tainted with taunts and jeers. Her brother and sister, Stormwing and Rainheart, couldn't always protect her and so Ivynose had to learn how to protect herself. Which, in turn created the hot mess she is today. When Rainheart died, the tabby was heartbroken and became distant from her family and few friends. She's never been as close to her niece and nephew as her brother is. || Brother is Stormwing. Niece and Nephew are Shadowpaw and Echopaw. || n/a || - Λ’α΅αΆ€α΅αΆΚ° - ||
Shadowpaw || female || 7 moons || apprentice || Pitch black fur covers this molly from head to toe. The only glimpse of color rests on her tail tip and is a bright snowy white. Her eyes are a warm golden amber. She has an athletic build, lean but strong. A small scar rests on her right cheek from a play fight gone wrong. Shadowpaw is a very competitive feline at heart. She loves the thrill of a challenge and the reward of success. Her ambition drives her to work hard and play hard, which can make her seem aggressive. Shadowpaw is very defensive when she feels that herself, or her loved ones are threatened. Making friends is sometimes difficult for her but she definitely makes an effort to get along with most clan mates. Driven by her desire to be the best warrior she can be, Shadowpaw is very determined and will walk through fire to complete her goals. This she-cat isn't one to stand down and take orders, in fact she can be very bossy. Shadowpaw was born into the clan but her father was a rogue. Her mother, Rainheart, broke the warrior code but kept her kits, though she was only with them for three moons. When her mother died from green-cough she was left in the care of her aunt and uncle. She grew up very close with Echopaw and still is, though she'd deny it if you asked. || Brother is Echopaw. Aunt and uncle are Ivynose and Stormwing. || n/a || - Λ’α΅αΆ€α΅αΆΚ° - ||
Echopaw || male || 7 moons || apprentice || His base coat is a soft, creamy brown. Across his short, sleek pelt are patches of dark chestnut brown and pure black. They cover his face, neck, back, flanks, and tail. He has a few white speckles on his cheeks and an ivory dot on his chin. Echopaw has a pair of big baby blue eyes, which are round and give him a childish look. Fairly muscular and large - though he has very awkwardly heavy paws. Echopaw always has to be on the move. He has to have something to do to keep him occupied or he becomes restless. When he's restless he gets into heaps of trouble. To say he's energetic is understating it. He's resilient as well, so if he gets tired or stressed, he's able to bounce back rather quickly. Brave, almost recklessly and very curious. This combination isn't a good one, as you can probably assume. He is always the first to try new things but can be easily mislead and brought into harmful situations. He's curious about everything and anything and often gets into other people's belongings and asks lots of questions. Yeah, the world would be doomed if he had Pandora's Box. Now, Echopaw is a very open, very sociable tomcat. He loves attention and can't stand it when other people are depressed. He tries to get along with most everyone but sometimes accepts that people just don't like him or aren't compatible with him. He enjoys annoying is close friends and family, to show is... affection. Echopaw was born half-clan technically and all of IceClan seems to know it. Still, he grieves for the loss of the mother he barely knew. He adores his uncle and even his aunt sometimes but his sister is the one he's closest to. || Sister is Shadowpaw. Aunt and uncle are Ivynose and Stormwing. || n/a || - Λ’α΅αΆ€α΅αΆΚ° - ||
( these four took me a long while but I've finally completed them. I hope they are acceptable and if not, please let me know ~ )
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 16:45:05 GMT -5
I will add now! Feel free to rp! Brb, taking my dog on a walk)
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Aromantic
Silv
If I'm not active in a roleplay, ping me.
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Post by Silv on Jun 12, 2017 18:59:33 GMT -5
larkfeather Oh, okay  Cat name|| Ravenflight Gender || Female Age || 25 Moons Rank || Warrior, Wishes to be deputy  Description, Personality || Black shecat with grey paws and deep green eyes. She is quiet and a deep thinker. Very clever, and she does not trust easily, and is quick to lose trust in someone. Other || None Crush/Mate || None User Name|| rainfur
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Post by Sparrowstep on Jun 12, 2017 19:10:47 GMT -5
Ooh, this looks interesting. I'll post a joining form in a few minutes, if you don't mind.]
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Post by α΄α΄Κα΄α΄Ιͺα΄Κ on Jun 12, 2017 19:34:26 GMT -5
Sorry for the late reply! ;^; )
Deerpaw sat down, her tail neatly folding over her paws. She couldn't tell if Windpaw was either just totally content with staying in camp or was just trying to be polite. Deerpaw fidgeted slightly, "So uh, how did you sleep?"
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Post by π―ππππ¦π±π£π―π¬π°π± on Jun 12, 2017 19:40:18 GMT -5
Rabbitfrost raced after Icestreak. "Great!"
Sunfeather stood up with a great effort and padded out into the clearing, her belly so swollen it practically dragged on the ground.
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Post by Sparrowstep on Jun 12, 2017 19:59:29 GMT -5
Dustfeather|| Female || 27 moons || Warrior || A thick-furred tortoiseshell she-cat with bright amber eyes. Her build is very compact and strong, like a small stone. Her tail was injured as an apprentice, leaving her with a small stub. Her balance is a bit off, but she has learned to manage. Despite her almost intimidating appearance, Dustfeather is a very kind and compassionate cat. She is fiercely loyal to her clan, and will gladly jump in to defend her friends. Due to her injury, she worries about hunting in front of others, and tends to conceal her true feelings. It'll take some time before she decides to share what's on her mind. || None || None yet ||Sparrowstep||
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 20:08:41 GMT -5
I'll add eventually. Go ahead and rp )
Windpaw shrugged,"I slept fine, I suppose." He thought he saw her shuffle her paws, but said nothing about it. "It got a little hot for me though, it could be the fur though."
Icestreak galloped through the trees with ease, her paws barely skimming the surface of the forest floor. She was always excited to hunt the snow rabbits.
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Post by Sparrowstep on Jun 12, 2017 20:13:36 GMT -5
thank you! anyone have an open character?]
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 20:21:35 GMT -5
Sparrowstep I have Larkstar )
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Post by Sparrowstep on Jun 12, 2017 20:30:01 GMT -5
okay cool, thank you. I'm sorry, but do you mind posting a starter? I have to do a few things before I can rp]
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 20:44:34 GMT -5
Larkstar was sitting at the base of her den, quietly observing her Clan. She licked a paw and drew it over her ears several times to ensure a good, clean wash. She continued to groom herself, but did so rather lazily.
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Post by Sparrowstep on Jun 12, 2017 20:48:50 GMT -5
Dustfeather stepped out of her den, eyes drifting lazily over the camp. Cats wandered to and fro, but her eyes settled on Larkstar, her leader. With a flick of her ears, the warrior cautiously padded over, nodding as she arrived. "Hello Larkstar," she mewed. "Do you mind if I join you?"
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Bisexual
larkfeather
A little too excited that Black Widow is going to be in Black Panther #halfgayproblems
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Post by larkfeather on Jun 12, 2017 21:26:23 GMT -5
"Of course not," She meowed, dipping her head to Dustfeather. Larkstar calmly looked over the camp, assured by how peaceful it was at the time. A chilly breeze drifted through, confirming her suspicion that leaf fall was coming.
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Post by - Λ’α΅αΆ€α΅αΆΚ° - on Jun 12, 2017 21:28:11 GMT -5
( sorry about the disappearance, I'm a bit sick and very groggy. cx I'll just post starters for all four, then maybe find a place to jump in ~ )
After staying out practically all night, trying to do some more hunting for the prey pile, Stormwing was exhausted. Still, like clockwork, a nagging paw jabbed into his flank. The long furred tom let out a loud yawn, shifting in his nest restlessly. His lime colored eyes opened briefly before he moaned and tried to hide his face in his moss. "It's too early, Ivynose..." the warrior grumbled to his sister. All he got in response was another poke, this time to his cheek. Stormwing opened his eyes again, this time to roll them dramatically before stretching and sitting up.
"Everyone else seems to be awake," Ivynose explains in a huff, lashing her tabby tail. Her steely brother mumbled incoherently but forced himself to his paws. She watched as the tired tom put on a smile, like flipping a switch. She knew he worked himself into the ground but did nothing about it, especially because she herself was too prideful to ask for assistance. Together, the monochrome siblings escaped the warriors den.
Shadowpaw had been awake for a little while and had already managed to tame her dark fur. Not that she cared much for her appearance. The lithe feline crouched low to the ground, the muscles in her legs contracting, only to relax a moment later when she adjusted her stance. Her white tipped tail lay close to the ground but didn't make contact. Shadowpaw had spent many days perfecting her hunters crouch and had grown very proud of it. Her eyes were locked on their target, a lumpy ball of moss. With silent paws, she edged closer. Carefully, the apprentice prepared to pounce.
"Boo!"
There went her focus. Jumping back in alarm, the feisty she-cat turned to glare accusingly at her brother. The brown and black patched tom merely grinned, flashing his her his pearly whites. "I hate you," Shadowpaw growled, her ears flattening slightly. She always said it, but this time she meant it. Really.
Echopaw scoffed at his sister's declaration of hatred. He got those multiple times a day - they were funny to him now. "You don't mean that," he purred, a mischievous glint in his baby blues. Before Shadowpaw could retaliate, the tomcat padded off, towards the fresh-kill pile. He was hungry but hesitant to eat, especially since he hadn't been out of camp yet.
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Post by Sparrowstep on Jun 12, 2017 22:04:30 GMT -5
Dustfeather settled down beside her leader with a contented grunt. A gentle breeze ruffled her coat, sending a faint chill down her spine. Her eyes turned to the sky to admire the clouds. "I'm going to miss the pleasant weather. Feels like it's going to start getting cold soon."
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Post by featherdapple on Jun 13, 2017 7:45:44 GMT -5
(Wow, everyone has been so active lately.)
A tiny smile formed on Owlwing's face as she lead the way out of camp. Mourning dew dampened her paws, but the sun was beginning to feel warmer. Slowly she glanced at Nightshade and politely asked, "How are you doing?"
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Post by π―ππππ¦π±π£π―π¬π°π± on Jun 13, 2017 9:56:08 GMT -5
Rabbitfrost raced after Icestreak, admiring how gracefully she moved. Rabbitfrost always enjoyed hunting, but he knew he would enjoy it more this time because he was hunting with the beautiful she-cat.
Sunfeather laid down in a patch of sunlight, stretching out to warm her swollen belly. She grunted as she felt her kits moving around in there. Any day now, she thought.
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