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The Ancient One
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pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:41:36 GMT -5
Napoleon sniffed around the twoleg garbage that littered this alleyway, wrinkling his nose at it. He'd be so filthy when he was done here, the thought made him shudder in disgust. The grey tabby craned back his head, looking up at the tall bins that lined the alley way as well. He could climb in one of those and eat the twoleg refuse there. ...his stomach was howling in hunger, but that was something he was not willing to do. He had standards. He sighed, and turned around, slinking out to go and find something else. What, he didn't know. He had no idea how to hunt, but he'd manage. Raven was sitting up in a tree just outside the twoleg dens. She was far enough away that she wasn't intruding on their land, but close enough so that she could see into their territory...if twolegs had such thing. She never understood them but liked to keep watch over them anyway. Strange creatures they were. She vowed never to get any closer than she was now. As she watched the dens, a movement caught her eye. She narrowed in and spotted a grey tabby. Hmm...She tried to peer closer. The cat seemed familiar...She had definitely seen him before, but she wasn't close enough. She inched forward on the branch and her footing lost. She let out a squeal as she slipped off the tree branch. |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:45:54 GMT -5
Oakwind let out a small gasp when she turned towards her, digging his claws into the dirt bellow him. He forced his gaze to harden, hiding his emotions. Why do I feel like this? She is my leader, and I should be fine around her... When she rested beside him, he let out a convincing purr, nodding his head in the she-cat's direction. He avoided meeting her eye, but he wasn't going to be disrespectful, she was his leader after all. "Sure, I could go on one." He meowed, panic rising within him. Please don't be a hunting patrol. "W-what sort of patrol?" He asked, trailing off at the end of his sentence. Blackstar was pleased to here he was so willing to go on patrol. Again, any discomfort that he felt, she was blind to. She shifted on her paws and let her tail flick anxiously behind her. "Great!" She meowed. She tried to catch his gaze, but he seemed preoccupied looking at something else...or, avoiding her gaze? She inwardly shook the thought off. No, why would he be doing that? Suddenly, she noticed the change. He didn't seem as eager now, but she didn't let this affect her. She brushed it off. "Well, I was thinking a border patrol." She suggested. "If that is alright with you? And maybe on the way back we could hunt?" She didn't want to go straight away on a hunting patrol because she was starving now and she didn't want to be tempted on the hunt. |
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Post by Lórien on Aug 28, 2016 17:46:33 GMT -5
Penny let out a startled meow when she heard a cat above her crash towards the ground. She backed up further into the bush she was seeking shelter in, unsure if the cat that was falling to the ground was a friend or foe. Unable to control her actions, her hair stood in its edge, letting out a involuntary hiss.
Edit! YAY! Look at my rank!
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
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pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:47:45 GMT -5
[ Hey Jay lol Ya, it's a interesting name but it is part of our chat so we went with it lol What's up though? We haven't chatted in a while! FireClan kinda died :/ ] true, sorry i didn't replied though. It probably for out of lack of memebers!) [ Naw, it's ok. It was kinda my fault because I couldn't keep up with it and kept poofing :/ Plus, ya. I feel like not many people wanted to join bc a. it has been along for so long they might think they are intruding or b. i didn't make the front page all fancy haha ] |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:48:12 GMT -5
SANTA'S LITTLE KITTEN ECHO!!! 1225
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2016 17:49:48 GMT -5
true, sorry i didn't replied though. It probably for out of lack of memebers!) [ Naw, it's ok. It was kinda my fault because I couldn't keep up with it and kept poofing :/ Plus, ya. I feel like not many people wanted to join bc a. it has been along for so long they might think they are intruding or b. i didn't make the front page all fancy haha ] don't worry FernClan is becoming inactive and wE reached 84 pages) |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:52:13 GMT -5
Penny let out a startled meow when she heard a cat above her crash towards the ground. She backed up further into the bush she was seeking shelter in, unsure if the cat that was falling to the ground was a friend or foe. Unable to control her actions, her hair stood in its edge, letting out a involuntary hiss. Raven landed with an 'ooof' onto the grass below her; thankfully it was grass, and thankfully, she hadn't been too high off the ground. She grunted and tried to lift herself, but there seemed to be a bit of pain rippling through her shoulder, which had so kindly taken the fall. She managed to stand and wincing, shook her pelt of the grass. As she was doing so, she heard a small hiss, almost kit-like and momentarily forgot about the other cat she had been watching. She turned in the direction of the sound and lifted her nose to the air. She clearly wasn't alone, but she spotted nothing. "Who's there?" She let out. Her meow came out as a hiss, but she tried to calm herself so it ended a bit softer. Living alone, she had to keep reminding herself to steer clear of making enemies. |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:53:23 GMT -5
[ Naw, it's ok. It was kinda my fault because I couldn't keep up with it and kept poofing :/ Plus, ya. I feel like not many people wanted to join bc a. it has been along for so long they might think they are intruding or b. i didn't make the front page all fancy haha ] don't worry FernClan is becoming inactive and wE reached 84 pages) [ Hey, at least it made it to 84 pages though! That's not bad! It stinks though when they start to die down Maybe you could try and get a plot going that could bring people back? ] |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2016 17:55:50 GMT -5
don't worry FernClan is becoming inactive and wE reached 84 pages) [ Hey, at least it made it to 84 pages though! That's not bad! It stinks though when they start to die down Maybe you could try and get a plot going that could bring people back? ] We do have a plot, but we cant start since like only 4 people stay on and we new lots of ppl) |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 17:57:16 GMT -5
[ Hey, at least it made it to 84 pages though! That's not bad! It stinks though when they start to die down Maybe you could try and get a plot going that could bring people back? ] We do have a plot, but we cant start since like only 4 people stay on and we new lots of ppl) [ Oh true...It is quite hard to do plots when there are not enough people. That is basically what happened at FireClan...but before we made the new one xD There is a plot...but not enough people haha and it is hard to get new members at that point because the clan is already so big ] |
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Post by Lórien on Aug 28, 2016 17:57:17 GMT -5
Penny let out a startled meow when she heard a cat above her crash towards the ground. She backed up further into the bush she was seeking shelter in, unsure if the cat that was falling to the ground was a friend or foe. Unable to control her actions, her hair stood in its edge, letting out a involuntary hiss. Raven landed with an 'ooof' onto the grass below her; thankfully it was grass, and thankfully, she hadn't been too high off the ground. She grunted and tried to lift herself, but there seemed to be a bit of pain rippling through her shoulder, which had so kindly taken the fall. She managed to stand and wincing, shook her pelt of the grass. As she was doing so, she heard a small hiss, almost kit-like and momentarily forgot about the other cat she had been watching. She turned in the direction of the sound and lifted her nose to the air. She clearly wasn't alone, but she spotted nothing. "Who's there?" She let out. Her meow came out as a hiss, but she tried to calm herself so it ended a bit softer. Living alone, she had to keep reminding herself to steer clear of making enemies. Penny's blood ran cold, fear overcoming her. She darted around in the bush, frantically trying to find a suitable escapes route. Being the slim kitten she was, she was able to quickly dart out of the bush, leaving leaves scattered on the ground. Her heart pounded, she made a run for it. She pumped her little legs as fast as she could, but being a kit her pace was rather slow. |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 18:02:29 GMT -5
There was silence for moments after Raven called and she began to get frustrated, her tail flicking behind her impatiently. Obviously, there was another cat there. She could smell it and she had heard it. She let out a low growl, this time, not trying to hide it. She paced forward the scent, her stomach low to the ground and as the scent got stronger, the answer became clear. The cat was probably trying to hide in the bush. She grinned and was about to pounce closer when the leaves began to rustle and something, something rather small, darted from the bush. Raven was caught off guard and fell back. A giant mouse of sorts? No. It had smelt like a cat and she was certain, she had heard a hiss. She narrowed her eyes and slowly moved after the animal who was trying to run away. As she neared, her eyes widened a bit. Was that a kit? She sped up. "Little one," She called after the little kit, her voice trying to sound soft but coming out a bit heavy from the running.
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Post by Sherk on Aug 28, 2016 18:12:43 GMT -5
OOC: I missed my chance to jump into that RP rip.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 18:20:15 GMT -5
[ You can totally still jump in! I can 'lose' the kit for now bc maybe she gets distracted for a second by your cat scent coming up on her? ]
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 28, 2016 19:11:59 GMT -5
(does anyone have any open charries?)
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Post by Sherk on Aug 28, 2016 19:21:49 GMT -5
OOC: Sneezingsun, Heronstrike, Tulippaw.
BIC: Napoleon bristled, seeing the black she-cat fall from the tree not far from where he was. This was his territory! It wasn't much, but it was all he had and he would defend it! He needed to, there were no other places.
He took off after the she-cat, pounding after her. He was gaining...and gaining...and he pounced, claws unsheathed and ready to rake over her hindquarters.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 19:21:51 GMT -5
[ I have an elder, Stoneleap, but Blackstar is also sorta open! ]
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Post by Lórien on Aug 28, 2016 19:23:59 GMT -5
( Hey guys! I managed to sneak a device past mom!
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 28, 2016 19:26:42 GMT -5
@ echo: nice!)
@ Picia: Okay. what is blackstar doing?)
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 19:26:51 GMT -5
Raven continued chasing after the kit. Sooner or later, the kit would have to stop of exhaustion. But it didn't matter anyway, Raven was gaining on the kit. She was bigger and faster. As she began to close in however, another scent took over and she recognized the scent immedietly. She froze on instinct, allowing the kit to only gain distance. The scent belonged to a tom cat she had seen around the territory often. They hadn't spoken much and minded each other's business, but she couldn't mistake his scent. He must have been the cat she had seen? She scent was nearly over her. Was he following her? She turned around to see the tom leaping at her. Her eyes went wide but she didn't have the time to dodge.
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Post by Sherk on Aug 28, 2016 19:27:17 GMT -5
OOC: I have Sneezingsun, Heronstrike, and Tulippaw open.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 19:27:50 GMT -5
[ Well, she was supposed to be going on patrol with Oakwind xD But Oak didn't respond yet lol
You could pop on patrol if you want? We haven't left yet
Yay Echo! ]
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Post by Lórien on Aug 28, 2016 19:29:37 GMT -5
( Hiya! I'll respond with my little Oaky now!)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 28, 2016 19:31:05 GMT -5
okay. is it hunting or border?)
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Post by Sherk on Aug 28, 2016 19:31:34 GMT -5
Napoleon barreled into her, sending them both tumbling to the ground. He tried leaning into her and using his greater weight to crush her. "Get out of my territory!" He spat.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 19:32:45 GMT -5
Oakwind let out a small gasp when she turned towards her, digging his claws into the dirt bellow him. He forced his gaze to harden, hiding his emotions. Why do I feel like this? She is my leader, and I should be fine around her... When she rested beside him, he let out a convincing purr, nodding his head in the she-cat's direction. He avoided meeting her eye, but he wasn't going to be disrespectful, she was his leader after all. "Sure, I could go on one." He meowed, panic rising within him. Please don't be a hunting patrol. "W-what sort of patrol?" He asked, trailing off at the end of his sentence. Blackstar was pleased to here he was so willing to go on patrol. Again, any discomfort that he felt, she was blind to. She shifted on her paws and let her tail flick anxiously behind her. "Great!" She meowed. She tried to catch his gaze, but he seemed preoccupied looking at something else...or, avoiding her gaze? She inwardly shook the thought off. No, why would he be doing that? Suddenly, she noticed the change. He didn't seem as eager now, but she didn't let this affect her. She brushed it off. "Well, I was thinking a border patrol." She suggested. "If that is alright with you? And maybe on the way back we could hunt?" She didn't want to go straight away on a hunting patrol because she was starving now and she didn't want to be tempted on the hunt. [ ^^ Fire, this is the last post ] |
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Post by Lórien on Aug 28, 2016 19:34:05 GMT -5
Oakwind let out a small gasp when she turned towards her, digging his claws into the dirt bellow him. He forced his gaze to harden, hiding his emotions. Why do I feel like this? She is my leader, and I should be fine around her... When she rested beside him, he let out a convincing purr, nodding his head in the she-cat's direction. He avoided meeting her eye, but he wasn't going to be disrespectful, she was his leader after all. "Sure, I could go on one." He meowed, panic rising within him. Please don't be a hunting patrol. "W-what sort of patrol?" He asked, trailing off at the end of his sentence. Blackstar was pleased to here he was so willing to go on patrol. Again, any discomfort that he felt, she was blind to. She shifted on her paws and let her tail flick anxiously behind her. "Great!" She meowed. She tried to catch his gaze, but he seemed preoccupied looking at something else...or, avoiding her gaze? She inwardly shook the thought off. No, why would he be doing that? Suddenly, she noticed the change. He didn't seem as eager now, but she didn't let this affect her. She brushed it off. "Well, I was thinking a border patrol." She suggested. "If that is alright with you? And maybe on the way back we could hunt?" She didn't want to go straight away on a hunting patrol because she was starving now and she didn't want to be tempted on the hunt. Oakwind nodded his head slowly, getting up from his position on the ground. He stretched out his long body, heat rising in his pelt as his muscles rippled under his coat. A few eyes turned to him as he moved, but he did his best to cast those thoughts away as stood in his normal posture. "Sure, we could go h-hunting after." He meowed, silently cursing. I guess this is it, the day that I'll be forced to show my worth to the clan. If I fail, who knows what will happen. |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Aug 28, 2016 19:35:08 GMT -5
[ Kk Echo lol ]
Raven let out a growl and pushed him off of her. When she regained her breath that had been knocked out of her on impact, she let her mouth fall wide open. "Excuse me?" She finally let out, standing to face him and lashing her tail behind her. "Your territory?" She growled, angered that he even had the nerve to confront her like this. "This territory belongs to all of us! And in case you didn't know, I have been on this territory for a long time now!" She hissed. "Fight me. I am not going anywhere." She dug her claws into the ground.
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Post by Lórien on Aug 28, 2016 19:39:44 GMT -5
Penny heard the rush of a river nearby, but she forgot all about the danger as the she-cat gave away her pursuite. Although she told herself she must be safe, the yowels that she heard sparked another wave of fear. She forced herself forward, ignoring the searing plain that rushed through her legs. The sound trickling of water strengthened, but she was blind to the river growing closer as she attempted to save herself from the cats that fought behind. I.. Have... Too get... Away.
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Post by Sherk on Aug 28, 2016 19:41:00 GMT -5
Napoleon stumbled away, tail lashing, "it's mine now." He growled. He could take this tiny kitty! He launched himself forward without pausing, yowling with rage.
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