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Post by Sherk on Nov 4, 2016 14:03:11 GMT -5
OOC: Hello, Dash! Mind if I call you that? I don't care about the genders, so it's entirely your choice.
Which clan/clans you wanna involve, or do you want rogues or kittypets or somehing?
BIC: Hopstep grinned at Bogpaw like they shared a big secret, then turned to Redstar, "are we going to wait to see if they come back?" He asked.
Doepaw flattened her ears sheepishly, the full realization of what happened crashing down on her, "yeah, but..." Honeyfoot. Protecting others should come first. If they hadn't gone after him, Redstar might've ripped him to shreds.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Nov 5, 2016 0:49:35 GMT -5
you can call me whatever you want! i'd like to do opposite gender, and I'd also like to be the female. could we do a rouge x warrior? i'd like to be rouge. ) |
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Post by Sherk on Nov 5, 2016 12:26:14 GMT -5
OOC: Okay. I think I'll do a RiverClan warrior. Would you like to start, or me?
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Nov 5, 2016 23:49:40 GMT -5
do you mind? that'd be great!) |
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Post by Sherk on Nov 6, 2016 0:14:22 GMT -5
Riverclan had recently claimed the territory of Sunningrocks back from Thunderclan, and Earlysnow, among other cats, was taking full advantage of this. It was still pretty early, so the rocks weren't too warm yet, and he was the only one out at the moment. It was pretty nice, having the rocks all to himself. He kept a close eye on Thunderclan territory though; he didn't want to get jumped. Earlysnow rolled over so his belly could get some sun as well. In leaf-bare, all the warmth a cat could get was welcome.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Nov 6, 2016 0:24:31 GMT -5
OOC: Hello, Dash! Mind if I call you that? I don't care about the genders, so it's entirely your choice. Which clan/clans you wanna involve, or do you want rogues or kittypets or somehing? BIC: Hopstep grinned at Bogpaw like they shared a big secret, then turned to Redstar, "are we going to wait to see if they come back?" He asked. Doepaw flattened her ears sheepishly, the full realization of what happened crashing down on her, "yeah, but..." Honeyfoot. Protecting others should come first. If they hadn't gone after him, Redstar might've ripped him to shreds. "No, they won't be back, we will send another patrol later on," Redstar muttered, leading his way back to camp fur bristling in aggravation. Bogpaw gave a nervous smile back to Hoptsep, "I-I could check back on the borders tonight," Bogpaw offered quickly, trying his best to look angry. "No buts, Doepaw, you could have gotten hurt," Leafwalker huffed, not looking at her directly. |
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Post by Sherk on Nov 6, 2016 0:53:19 GMT -5
OOC: Do you wanna skip to the night/gathering/something? 'Cause I'm not 100% sure how to respond.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Nov 6, 2016 1:12:06 GMT -5
thank you!)
Grey ;;
The she-cat's dark fur flattened as she leaped down from the branch of a small tree. She despised heights. She could hardly believe herself when she clambered up its trunk. She shook out her pelt from invisible dust and gazed around through wide green eyes. Sunningrocks. She remembered a time when two Clans had fought over the rocky territory. She blinked and sighed, not caring if she was trespassing or not. Being a former Clan cat who was thrown out for being innocent, she couldn't respect the Clans anymore. She did, however, attempted at keeping herself hidden; she was not in a mood for fighting. She padded out onto a smooth, dark stone that was heated from the sun's rays. It surprised her, with the rest of the environment being chilly. She gazed out onto the glimmering river. In her years of being a rogue, she had grown fond of swimming. She wasn't a bad fisher, either. Unfortunately, RiverClan was protective about the river and would drive anyone close to it. The she-cat could vouch to this, for she had been many a time driven out. Honestly, she did not care. She was sure she had some sort of a name for herself in that Clan.
A movement out of the corner of her eye caught the molly's attention. She saw, with a shot of dread, a RiverClan tom relaxing on the boulders. Stay, or go, she thought. But, then again, she didn't care for the Clans or their ways. She stayed put, ignoring the fact the tom could attack at any moment. |
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Post by Sherk on Nov 6, 2016 1:32:06 GMT -5
OOC: Alright. I don't think even Doepaw would sneak out two nights in a row, so why don't we skip to the gathering?
BIC: Doepaw kept on having to run in order to keep up with the main Skyclan body as they headed up along the thunderpath, through Thunderclan territory, towards fourtrees. "Are we gonna see Thunderclan?" She whispered to Purplepaw.
"We'll see all the clans, dummy!" The other she-cat said teasingly, "but yeah, we usually meet up with Yarrowstar and his cats and walk to the gathering together. I have a friend in Thunderclan: her name's Mumblepaw. I'll introduce you."
The earthy scent of Thunderclan(it smelled more of bracken and dirt than Skyclan's bark and wind) grew stronger then, and a mass of warriors pushed through the undergrowth, a yellow tomcat(Yarrowstar?) stepping forward to touch noses with Whispstar. They spoke briefly, then turned towards fourtrees together and continued on their journey.
Finally, finally, they arrived at fourtrees, and Doepaw couldn"t hold off any longer. She ran forward, stopping at the edge of the hollow and surveying the scene. Windclan(or she presumed all these super scrawny cats were Windclan) was already there, but she was more interested in the large boulder in the middle of the clearing, with an old she-cat crouched on top of it. She slid down the edge of the hollow, smiling as she looked around, this was going to be pretty great.
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