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Post by ⚜ 𝒥𝒾𝓃𝓍 ⚜ on Aug 6, 2016 9:24:43 GMT -5
It would be cool if you knew anything about layout on the old one because I could transfer it here) If you send me the old code I can turn it into BBCode fir you xx) I appreciate it but that's not my problem xD What I meant was if someone made me a layout on the old forums I could also transfer it onto here.) |
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Post by littlesong42 on Aug 6, 2016 9:44:53 GMT -5
(Hi, what did I miss, and would anyone like to rp?)
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Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Aug 6, 2016 10:05:07 GMT -5
Sharpfang watched Hawkwing and Quicktalon discussing Kerri's execution and sighed. She might as well just die now. Everyone knew that she was to soft to join DeathClan. He got up, slowly, and trotted out of camp. He was no Hunter, but when prisoners were scarce he had to entertain himself by killing other creatures. He walked a little way away from camp and sat down, by the foot of an aspen tree. He cocked his ears and opened his mouth to scent any prey nearby. Almost at once the smell of blackbird entered his nose. He crouched down and stalked along a dust covered pathway. He spotted the bird moments later; it had its back to him. Sharpfang prepared to pounce. He pushed off from his back lags and landed squarely on the blackbird's head. He turned it over so that he could see its eyes. The bird was flailing in his grip, but Sharpfang wasn't going to let it go. He hooked some of its wing feathers under his claw and yanked them out. He saw the fear and pain in the bird's eyes and smiled. He then proceed to slit accross it's belly and then it's neck. He didn't cut its neck deeply, so that it was still alive when he picked it up in his jaws. He crushed one of its wings by bending it over and bitting down on it. He heard a blood gurgled scwark escape the bird and his smile broadened. He entered camp five minutes later and he dumped the still living bird on the fresh kill pile. By now it was completely immobile, so he decided to leave it there to die. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 10:47:22 GMT -5
(Hey Darktalon, do you wanna help us out with SpiritClan? We definitely need more people. You don't have to make layouts or graphics, just suggest ideas, help with traditions, extras and such.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 6, 2016 10:50:47 GMT -5
So what did I miss?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 10:55:13 GMT -5
(Mistykit and Foxpaw got a message from StarClan and Hawkwing found them near the killing rock)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 6, 2016 10:56:52 GMT -5
Nice what was the message?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 11:01:09 GMT -5
(Like they better stop killing cats or a plague will fall on the forest.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 6, 2016 11:14:20 GMT -5
(Spooky)
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Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Aug 6, 2016 11:18:41 GMT -5
(Hey Darktalon, do you wanna help us out with SpiritClan? We definitely need more people. You don't have to make layouts or graphics, just suggest ideas, help with traditions, extras and such.) Ooo yes ok... Can you link it for me? |
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 12:36:27 GMT -5
Sharpfang watched Hawkwing and Quicktalon discussing Kerri's execution and sighed. She might as well just die now. Everyone knew that she was to soft to join DeathClan. He got up, slowly, and trotted out of camp. He was no Hunter, but when prisoners were scarce he had to entertain himself by killing other creatures. He walked a little way away from camp and sat down, by the foot of an aspen tree. He cocked his ears and opened his mouth to scent any prey nearby. Almost at once the smell of blackbird entered his nose. He crouched down and stalked along a dust covered pathway. He spotted the bird moments later; it had its back to him. Sharpfang prepared to pounce. He pushed off from his back lags and landed squarely on the blackbird's head. He turned it over so that he could see its eyes. The bird was flailing in his grip, but Sharpfang wasn't going to let it go. He hooked some of its wing feathers under his claw and yanked them out. He saw the fear and pain in the bird's eyes and smiled. He then proceed to slit accross it's belly and then it's neck. He didn't cut its neck deeply, so that it was still alive when he picked it up in his jaws. He crushed one of its wings by bending it over and bitting down on it. He heard a blood gurgled scwark escape the bird and his smile broadened. He entered camp five minutes later and he dumped the still living bird on the fresh kill pile. By now it was completely immobile, so he decided to leave it there to die. Nepia had given up on the search. She went back into the camp, and saw Sharpfang. "I think Mistykit is gone." Nepia said, "I should have kept a better eye on her."
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 13:40:19 GMT -5
"I'm sure she's fine" he said plainly "you on the other hand.." he stared at her, hard "Why are you acting so jumpy? Are you ok?" he sat down and looked back at the dying bird... It was resilient he gave it that. He looked back to Nepia and smiled. "Because, it was my responsibility and the clan's responsibly to keep an eye on her. She was under my watch, and now she's missing!" |
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 14:12:37 GMT -5
Sharpfang was starting to get annoyed with all this talk about the little runt "well maybe it's better that she's gone. She was weak anyway" he snapped. The kit was always running a mile at the sight of blood.... Useless he thought. "if you're so concerned then why aren't you looking for her. She'll have only gone out into the forest. She's fine" he added a little calmer. "There's too places that she could be." Nepia replied, "And I don't know how exactly to track a cat's scent yet on my own. Perhaps...you could help me?" Nepia starting hearing her heartbeat pounding. I wonder...Can this cat hear my heart?
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 14:28:41 GMT -5
Sharpfang shuddered "I won't help you find that runt... But I'll point you in the right direction" he added sighing. He could hear her heart beating and sense the blood running quickly through her thin veins. It was like a prisoner before it was killed. When Sharpfang would be tormenting it. (I think Nepia has a crush on Sharpfang...) "Thanks..."Nepia paused. She never knew this cat's name. "By the way, what's your name? You already know mine is Nepia."
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 14:59:15 GMT -5
(That's cool... But wait until she's at least an apprentice to do anything about it lol) The Sharpfang was a bit taken aback. Really? He thought that he had told the kit "sorry, I thought that I had already mentioned it" he paused and nodded "very well, my name is Sharpfang" he smiled her way. He had told her that he would point her in the right direction, so he stood up and flicked his tail as a sign for her to follow him. "I would recognise Mistykit's scent from a mile off, come on let's see if I can find it" he told her as he walked out of camp. (Ok. That makes sense. For now, a friendship[?] is growing between the two...) "Okay, Sharpfang." Nepia said, running after him. "Wait for me!"
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 15:50:54 GMT -5
(I was thinking that they could form a friendship and that he could be differ t around her.. More kind maybe? But around others he's still cold and cruel) Sharpfang smiled at the kit and walked over to a patch of wet mud. There were small paw prints in the mud and Sharpfang sighed "too easy... No fun" he muttered. For good measure he sniffed around the puddle of mud. He caught the scent of Mistykit and snarled to himself, so the kit was ok "she went that way" he said indicating with his tail. (Ok then. By the way, what does Sharpfang look like?) "Okay. But...Isn't that where the stone is?" Nepia asked, "Why would she be there?"
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 16:02:31 GMT -5
Sharpfang: || He is a snow white cat with a powerful build. He is very muscly. He had a long scar down his face that almost goes accross his left eye. There are three long and deep scars down his right side and another smaller, but deeper one down his back. He is completely white exept for his frount right leg that is jet-black. He has a long smooth tail and long legs (Okay. Just curious.) "Sharpfang." Nepia said, "I like that name. Who gave it to you?"
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 16:05:20 GMT -5
"Maybe Quicktalon took her there for execution" h said smiling. As he looked at Nepia he emidietly realised that he had said the wrong this "N..no I'm s... Sure that's not it" he stuttered not knowing what to say "umm... She was probably just curious and went for a wonder" he said trying to reassure her "listen" he continued "I'll come with you if you want. I... I don't want you to get lost as well" he cleared his throat and shook his head "I mean, that's just one more nuisance to worry about" "Okay. Let's go there together. That way, we both don't get lost." |
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 6, 2016 16:21:06 GMT -5
(This is before the last post) "I gave it to myself" he said sternly, remembering that tough time "I asked for my original name to be changed after my family were assasinated" he said stifly "I didn't think that my original name would fit that of a executione... So I asked the leader to change it. At first they declined, but I was persistent so, finally after another whole moon, it was changed using the name changing ceremony" he sighed. Sometimes he wished that he had his old name back, but he was right it hadn't fitted his role. (The form doesn't say what eye color he has though.) "That's very interesting. Clan cats can change their names? I thought that they all kept their warrior names until they became leader, or died."
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