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Post by Dreamerym on Aug 17, 2016 15:46:49 GMT -5
[Sorry I've been flakey.]
Rabbitswoop nodded. "Sounds wonderful, lets head back." The apprentices nodded, both proud of their efforts.
Featherfall kept a close eye on their leader as they continued the walk back towards camp. It would take a while, and Redheart would really probably be angry with her, but that was alright. She new many cats didn't like the deputy, but she understood her worries and knew that she was really a very loyal and intelligent cat.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 15:48:31 GMT -5
Ashstep nodded his head as he turned on his paws and took point, starting to lead the cats back to camp. "You did good work today," he continued with the praise, turning his head to look behind him at the two apprentices. "You will both be great warriors before you know it, I'm sure of that."
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Aug 17, 2016 15:49:20 GMT -5
I'm here still, Stormsky XD)
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 17, 2016 15:55:42 GMT -5
{ i is here now c: }
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Post by Dreamerym on Aug 17, 2016 16:03:56 GMT -5
The apprentices smiled as they reached the camp entrance. "Thank you Ashstep!" Nettlepaw mewed. "May we go eat now? We are rather hungry." The bold apprentice didn't even wait to hear the answer as she careened towards the fresh-kill pile with enthusiasm. Doepaw followed in a calm and gentle manner, and settled down with a small mouse from the pile. Settling on it daintily. Rabbitswoop nodded in appreciation to the other tom. "Thanks for the morning amusement."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 16:06:23 GMT -5
Ashstep was relieved when they reached camp again, only nodding his head as he watched the apprentices dash off again. They had worked hard and deserved something to eat. He followed, but still full satisfied from his mouse he instead sat himself down with nothing. "You are welcome. And thank you for coming along, I don't know if I cold of handled them both by myself."
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Post by Dreamerym on Aug 17, 2016 16:08:38 GMT -5
"Of course, I know I'm all sorts of help. But really, you did all the work, you would have been just fine without me." It had been a long morning, and Rabbitswoop looked as forlorn coat. It was no use. Maybe he'd go basking for a while.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 16:10:32 GMT -5
"You were the calming force," Ashstep responded. Without the other warrior no doubt he would have ended up snapping at the two apprentices. "So just accept the thanks."
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Post by Dreamerym on Aug 17, 2016 16:15:01 GMT -5
"Alright then, I will." at that he saw Redheart, she seemed stressed. "Whats got Redhearts tail in a twist?" he asked, knowing that the other cat most likely had no idea more than he did. "It's about time we got another deputy. Who do you think should take the position?" He really had nothing better to do with himself, and it seemed like an interesting conversation.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Aug 17, 2016 16:24:55 GMT -5
[ softly reads "short and sweet" and shifty eyes
Scratchedpurr | Warrior | Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
A molly with a semi-foreign (between Oriental and Persian) body type that is both lean and athletic with broad, high shoulders, long limbs, and an average height. Such a body is covered in velvet skin and a pelage of medium-length strands that is denser at the skin and silken-soft at the tips that is colored a smokey lilac-cream that is ticked lightly with various faint darker torbie markings and hints of small golden calico patches equally faint as a point-pattern on her legs. At her face there is a vitiligo-like white, thin stripe that wobbles along her face and seems to dribble down her chest to pool into a little thin patterning. Her optics are colored a bright golden shade and her ears are folded forward a bit. There is a scar going from one side of her neck to the other at her throat from an old injury- during recovery, she was hit with a bought of cold, and her voice has since taken on a slight rasp quality to its usual silken softness that was her original namesake. For personality, Scratchedpurr is level-headed, wise, compassionate, and sensible. However, she is also stubborn, proud, domineering, feisty, and ambitious. ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 16:25:44 GMT -5
Ashstep looked over for a moment. "I don't know," he meowed simply before he tore his eyes away. Really it was none of his business and he didn't want to get too involved with that kind of thing. "As for the new Deputy, I don't know about that either. It's down to Troutstar to decide and I trust his judgement on the matter." Really, Ashstep didn't mind who it was so long as the Clan could still run as one.
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Post by Dreamerym on Aug 17, 2016 16:30:29 GMT -5
"Well that's no fun at all. I guess I can't pull you into a deep political discussion about nothing really important then. May as well go sit in the sun then." It really didn't matter. He was always after some sort of entertainment, even in his laid back manner, and conversation that really could have very little impact was entertaining to him. He chuckled slightly to himself at the other toms evasion of his conversation, and spun himself around to sun himself on the stones.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 16:42:26 GMT -5
"Sorry, I am just not one for gossip," Ashstep responded with a slight smile, letting his green eyes flicker back over to Redheart for a moment before they moved away again. He didn't want look like he was staring. "I do know, however, that the new deputy will do a good job." Ashstep had little interest in the role himself, he knew that he could never be an effective deputy, there were plenty of other cats who would be perfect for the role. But for now his mind switched back to the present as he allowed Rabbitswoop to go to the stones, meanwhile he took himself to a quiet corner of camp to have a little rest.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 18:49:05 GMT -5
[ softly reads "short and sweet" and shifty eyes
Scratchedpurr | Warrior | Ｐａｐｕｒｒ ♚ (Papurr)
A molly with a semi-foreign (between Oriental and Persian) body type that is both lean and athletic with broad, high shoulders, long limbs, and an average height. Such a body is covered in velvet skin and a pelage of medium-length strands that is denser at the skin and silken-soft at the tips that is colored a smokey lilac-cream that is ticked lightly with various faint darker torbie markings and hints of small golden calico patches equally faint as a point-pattern on her legs. At her face there is a vitiligo-like white, thin stripe that wobbles along her face and seems to dribble down her chest to pool into a little thin patterning. Her optics are colored a bright golden shade and her ears are folded forward a bit. There is a scar going from one side of her neck to the other at her throat from an old injury- during recovery, she was hit with a bought of cold, and her voice has since taken on a slight rasp quality to its usual silken softness that was her original namesake. For personality, Scratchedpurr is level-headed, wise, compassionate, and sensible. However, she is also stubborn, proud, domineering, feisty, and ambitious. ]
[[ I'm on for bit, but I'm coming down w/ something so I won't be really quick ]] |
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:04:42 GMT -5
(Hey guys! Sorry for not being online much today! As for the deputy plot, Troutstar's final life will end by next Friday. Anyone who is interested in being deputy AND/OR leader has until then to win Troutstar's favor!) 🍁Searipple101🍁 Redheart grunted. "I've told him that several times. He still believes himself to be the young, spry warrior of his youth." The she-cat looked away for a moment. "I fear that his pride will be his downfall. A real downfall, not a figure of speech, Swiftflight. I've done all I can to keep him safe in his final moons..." Redheart trailed off, unsure what to say next. Dreamerym Troutstar wondered why his patrol let him lead, but eventually they had all made it back to camp. Ashamed of himself for not bringing in his own prey inside the camp. They know I am aging - would they blame an elder for not bringing in prey? Different eyes were cast onto himself than one would on an elder, he knew. I am Troutstar, great paragon of our clan. I must uphold this picture for the benefit of the clan - once the clan fears for the leader, it fears for its whole. Knowing this, Troutstar raised his chin higher as his patrol followed him into the camp commongrounds. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:13:23 GMT -5
{Oh noo, long live Troutstar  }
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:14:54 GMT -5
(He only lives long as Mufasa. xD)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:18:13 GMT -5
{He will be remembered}
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:20:29 GMT -5
(RIP. Also I think I will make another cat... be right back)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:22:07 GMT -5
{Lol alright. I'll be here... waiting for something to do... even if Ashstep is currently open for posting with, haha}
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:34:07 GMT -5
Whitesky | Warrior | A crying Nidoking
Whitesky is an albinistic cat, meaning her fur is pure white with no other markings. Whitesky's eyes are albino blue, though they carry the gene for brown fur and dark blue (ojos azules) eyes. Within her eyes, there is a chunk off of the left one that isn't albino blue, but rather a more lilac color, making her a dichroic cat. Whitesky is dignified, though a bit air-headed and a pushover; she is also many sided, meaning that there is more to Whitesky than she puts out. She is a bit lazy, though romantic, and wouldn't mind spending her days in the nursery with nothing but kits to worry about.
(You can have Ashstep rp with Whitesky if you want !)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:37:03 GMT -5
{I can do that}
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:41:13 GMT -5
Whitesky was sunning her white fur at the back of Basking Rocks. She was so glad that that annoying Redheart hadn't given her anything to do today; she enjoyed watching the clan life mull around her much, much better. In the back of her mind, though, she wondered how Troutstar was doing, but then the thought vanished as a mouse-shaped cloud blotted out the sun's warmth.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:44:06 GMT -5
Ashstep trotted further away from the camp entrance after his return from that small training session. Shaking his long fur, the warrior tried his best to ignore the argument Redheart and Swiftflight seemed to be having, if you could even call that an argument. Shaking his head he moved past the basking stones, glancing up at the sky when it suddenly got a little darker. "Looks like your sun is gone," he meowed playfully as he stopped in front of Whitesky.
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:49:27 GMT -5
Whitesky gave out a disappointed sigh before sitting up. "Yes. No sun to warm my pelt for now." She glanced at the cat opposite of her. "What have you been up to today, Ashstep? Any good gossip you know?" Whitesky joked.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:51:57 GMT -5
Ashstep smiled once again as he glanced upwards for a moment. "It's just a cloud, your sun will be back in no time," he did know how often the clouds could get in the way of basking. "Me? Oh, I've just got back from doing a little training with Nettlepaw and Doepaw and Rabbitswoop, not training Rabbitswoop obviously, he just came along and helped. Not much in the way of gossip though, I'm afriad."
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 20:54:44 GMT -5
Whitesky shrugged. She wasn't very interested in actual clan duties, but she didn't want to make Ashstep uncomfortable by saying so. Instead, she licked her paw before drawing it over her face, saying, "How did Nettlepaw and Doepaw do? No accidents, I'm sure?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 20:57:29 GMT -5
Ashstep sat himself down, long tail sweeping over his paws, dragging a bit of ground along with it like a brush. One of the downsides of having such long fur, it always did a marvellous job of getting things stuck in it. "They did well, no serious accidents," thank StarClan for that, "Nothing broken, except maybe my pride. But that is easily replaceable."
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Post by A crying Nidoking on Aug 18, 2016 21:01:28 GMT -5
That made Whitesky laugh. "Well, Willowheart doesn't have a cure for that. I'm sure that won't take too long to mend, though?" The she-cat tipped her white head to the side, blinking her blue eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 21:03:47 GMT -5
"Shame," Ashstep meowed, though there was a smile on his face all the same. "I'm sure it will fix itself in time time flat, I won't even notice it was broken in the first place." using his paw to flatten down a bit of unkempt looking fur, Ashstep paused for a moment. "So what about you? You been up to anything?"
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