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Post by Tomato on Sept 4, 2016 11:07:45 GMT -5
(What's going on? Not much yet, I presume?)
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Post by Skye on Sept 4, 2016 11:07:54 GMT -5
"I'm fine," Lilystar mewed, looking to the apprentice for her answer.
"It's been really chilly lately..." Blossompaw mewed, looking away. Even though she- like her Clanmates- Had a big coat of fur, she didn't like it when the air bean to practically freeze around them. Trying to change the subject, she mewed frantically, "How is the prey doing?"
At the question, Lilystar sighed. She looked to Lynxfur, a small glimmer of sadness clearly shown in her eyes. "Unfortunately, the prey hasn't been running well. But we can only hope that Glacies and Nix have plans to change that."
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Post by Skye on Sept 4, 2016 11:08:34 GMT -5
(No, not really. After all, we've only posted three RP posts so far.)
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Post by Tomato on Sept 4, 2016 11:16:06 GMT -5
(Oh, lol, okay)
Rainwhisper walked over to a small puddle on the cold stone floor, lapping up the icy water and relishing in the numbing sensation it gave her tongue. Whilst most of the cats she new despised the cold mountain climate, Rainwhisker loved it. No one really knew why, and she didn't intend to tell anyone, either. Looking up, she noticed the rest of the Clan was filling in around her, all of them talking animatedly to each other. She narrowed her eyes and padded to the fresh-kill pile, grabbing a small bird of some sort and settling down in a dark corner of the cave.
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Post by Skye on Sept 4, 2016 11:28:06 GMT -5
"Hunt," Blossompaw meowed. Especially in times that gave almost no prey, she wanted to be prepared for whenever there was a small thing such as an arctic hare.
"Well, I'll leave you to it," Lilystar meowed, turning to leave the mentor and apprentice. She herself to do something productive, yet she didn't know what. "Rainwhisper!" she called, spotting the she-cat. "How about we go do something. Hunting, battle-training, there are many options. However, I don't want you in camp." I don't want anyone in camp. Because if they're in camp, they're not able to catch any of the scrawny prey that we may find. But unfortunately, that's all we have.
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Post by Skye on Sept 4, 2016 11:41:56 GMT -5
Once they were outside of the camp, Blossompaw answered. "We could try hunting just below Frost Mountain," she meowed, peering towards the bottom. "There may be a few creatures sheltering around the coniferous trees." She wasn't positive on the matter, but knew it would be best to put in her input.
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Post by Tomato on Sept 4, 2016 13:29:23 GMT -5
Rainwhisper stood up, looking Lilystar with her green eyes. "Sure thing Lilystar. I was about to go hunting, anyways. The fresh-kill pile is very scrawny." She pointed out, shaking out her pelt from the small frost-flakes that had formed on her pelt while she had been eating.
"I was thinking we hunt up near the top? I saw a nest of snow geese up there."
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Post by Skye on Sept 4, 2016 14:47:01 GMT -5
It must be breeding season, I suppose. Lilystar did a fair bit of research on the prey in SnowClan's territory, as she had been one who enjoyed knowing the facts. As an apprentice, she had asked multiple questions, and now she felt it was her duty to be able to answer questions regarding almost anything. She snapped out of her mini trance, a weird look coming upon her gaze. "Ah, yes. Let's go. But, make sure no one follows us. You know how dangerous it is to go up there." Even though Rainwhisper was a skilled warrior, the she-cat still wanted to reinforce her laws- especially the ones that regarded safety. "Remember, you are not allowed to go up there without another warrior."
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Post by Tomato on Sept 4, 2016 15:03:03 GMT -5
Rainwhisper nodded to her leader. "Of course, Lilystar." She said, respectively dipping her head. Walking to the entrance of the den, she breathed in the crisp air happily, loving how the cold wind pierced her fur. She tentatively stepped into the snow at littered the ground, and she climbed up to where she last saw the nest, keeping her light grey ears pricked.
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Spottedleaf125
Only rainbows, after rain, the sun will always shine again it's a circle, circling around again,,
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Post by Spottedleaf125 on Sept 4, 2016 16:49:20 GMT -5
(Hey everybody! I'll just start my cats at camp if that's alright! )
Blizzardstep stretched out, giving a yawn before trotting into the middle of camp. His eyes began to wander around camp, searching for his daughter. He spotted her sitting by the fresh-kill pile, grooming her paws. "Pinetail! I was looking for you! Have to make sure my kit isn't doing something dangerous!" He said, hurrying over.
Pinetail glanced over. "I'm not a kit anymore, I haven't been one for a long time now." She said with an irritated twitch of her ears. "And, I don't need your protection. I can protect myself, plus, we're in camp. Nothing dangerous or life-threatening that I can see." She said simply.
Blizzardstep chuckled. "You never know! I don't want you to worry about anything. Remember, running is always a life saver. Run if something dangerous comes, and whenever you're in danger." Blizzardstep said in a serious voice, curling his tail around his paws and purring.
Pinetail lashed her tail. "Sure, sure." She growled and trotted off. "The only thing that's in danger is my sanity around you...." She muttered as she walked off to go see where the other cats were.
Blizzardstep sighed and shook his head, watching her leave. One of these days she'll get into trouble, something she can't handle. She's so small and scrawny! He fretted.
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