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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Sept 28, 2016 20:44:09 GMT -5
{{ He cast his warm golden hues upon the admittedly devious Owlscreech, one tattered ear giving a flick and the other receiving no more than it's usual numbing silence. On normal circumstances Timberjaw would have attempted a vain attempt to defend the youthful warrior, but even he could note the clarity in Branchstar's mutterings. And... if anything, he agreed. Only to an extent, but even the likes of the bleary eyed tom could see that Owlscreech was not the most faithful cat. It worried him some days, but for now he pushed him from mind. Every generation had trouble makers, and thus far he had no reason to be distrustful. Distracted as he had been, he tuned in only in time to catch his name, he giving a low rumble in response. "Aye, that is so." He agreed, picking his way with heavy paws from the confines of camp.
Once he had at last come upon the sparring session, his eyes lightened. Perfect. The apprentices were displaying their newest move, overwhelming Quailfeather while Rabbitwhisker surveyed with a chilled expression to one side. Occasional tips, thrown compliments- as should be. He let them sit a moment or so in silence, then dared mew: "Cinderpaw pull your back legs beneath you for extra weight." He hadn't wanted to make himself and the small leader known too soon, but he felt it necessary to make a comment if only to gain the warriors attention. A glimmer of pride to be seen in his daughter's eye, not only in the advancing skill of her apprentice, but in the small incredible act of getting Branchstar to properly acknowledge the apprentices. Maybe...? With any luck, the gray furred siblings would finally earn their proper names.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2016 21:09:18 GMT -5
SkyClan Camp | Evening Rabbitwhisker | 56 Moons | Tom-cat [ ooc ]
Rabbitwhisker looked behind him to see Timberjaw and Branchstar there he felt a little bit scared hoping that Branchstar wouldn't notice him, but he looked over at Cinderpaw and nodded. He felt a bit ashamed for having for not telling his apprentice that, but that would be for latter for now he had to prove to Branchstar that he is not the same tom as before. He watched his apprentice carefully hoping that she would get her warrior name soon enough. He watched her stance and her position she was doing good. And was proud of her for that. coding by officialrainleafwcf |
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 28, 2016 21:24:23 GMT -5
Training Grounds | Evening Branchstar | 89 Moons | Male [ ooc ]
Pale eyes observed the two grey youths, mind whirling as he attempted to remember them. He knew them, yes but.. his mind conjured two tiny figures, eyes not yet open as they mewled for their mother's attentions. A kinds smile also whirled into his mind's eye, two parents, loving and doting. Then the scent of death, two freshly covered graves, and the two small ones-who-were-no-longer-mewling. But these two grey babes were not babes. They were all but full grown... so why were they not warriors yet? Was he a fool? They were long ready! His heart gave a sad thump, his face dour at the realization that he truly must have forgotten. But first... "Show me what you've been practicing." His words were rasping, as if he hadn't had enough air. coding by officialrainleafwcf |
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Sept 29, 2016 1:03:57 GMT -5
Heyy i joined. ]
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 29, 2016 1:37:44 GMT -5
The two siblings froze at the same time, the two bowing in unison. "O-of course, Branchstar." Sootpaw mewed first, nudging his sister who followed suite, letting out a small respectful mew. She glanced up, blue eyes wide with nerves. Did he truly recognize them or was this just another cruel trick Starclan was playing?
"We are working on a teamed attack that works, but only if the two cats look similar in pelt color." Cinderpaw explained, nodding to Timberfall. He had helped her, too, when Rabbitwhisker was... Unable to.
"It works like this. The first cat, lets just say their name is Sky, attacks first, using quick jabs to confuse instead of harm the opponent." Cinderpaw then whirled on Quailfeather once more, demonstrating what she meant.
"Then the other cat, lets call them Stone, comes up from behind, and acts as a diversion. That could be anything, like pulling a tail." Sootpaw added in a quieter voice.
"Then once the opponent is distracted, Sky can strike and defeat them once they are caught off guard." Cinderpaw finished, looking up at Branchstar hesitantly.
"Its not perfected at all, but we were working on it."
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Post by kiddo on Sept 29, 2016 12:54:43 GMT -5
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{ i feel so bad for not responding, but we had a group project and nobody wanted to help, so rip. luckily, i have tomorrow off as well as the weekend, so i'll be more active! }
Nightstag narrowed his eyes slightly, not fully believing him, but not wanting to make him mad, he shrugged. "I'm doing alright," said the black tom, cheerfully padding alongside Runningfoot. "I had a long day of hunting, nothing special." He noticed his friend pick out a fat squirrel, and he quickly picked out a meal of his own. It ended up being a measly sparrow, but he wasn't really that hungry. Settling next to the warrior - but not close enough for their pelts to touch, as Nightstag was afraid of what might happen if such an awkward situation where to happen - he took a bite out of the bird, spitting out a few feathers. His curiosity getting the better of him, the speckled tom turned to Runningfoot. "I saw you hanging around the leaders den, where you waiting to speak with Branchstar?"
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Sept 30, 2016 18:02:36 GMT -5
{{ hey everyone vuv I work this weekend so idk how much i'll be on, but if anyone would like to rp I have mulberry and laurel, aside from that I think I owe replies? idk let me check and if I do i'll get started on those real quick
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Sept 30, 2016 18:08:57 GMT -5
Ah, good. They were explaining a move. Which meant... "Branchstar, these two clever ones have created their own battle move with all the spare time they've had." Timberjaw rumbled, his eyes flicking away from the two apprentices and back to the Munchkin tom beside him. "They've learned everything their mentors have to teach." An aiding reminder, he actually hopeful this time may just break through. And then Wildpaw. A tiring thought, for he didn't know if he could do the same favor for the far more... sassy tom let us say. He may say the wrong thing- land the wrong outcome. And in a moon or so he would have to do the same for Laurelpaw: assuming Branchstar lasted. He prayed so, at least until the clan had a Medicine Cat to determine the future leader. Or we will put it to a vote of two warriors. He thought, tattered ears giving a flick. Hm. Too far in the future to worry about tonight.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Sept 30, 2016 20:31:06 GMT -5
Hello anyone here? ]
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Post by kiddo on Sept 30, 2016 20:50:04 GMT -5
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Post by Fallen Stars on Sept 30, 2016 20:57:37 GMT -5
[[ Hey Pistol! Quick question, did you make the coding? It looks lovely~ o: I would definitely like some neat formatting similar to that, maybe even simpler but I can't code haha ]] |
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Sept 30, 2016 21:04:46 GMT -5
would you like to rp?
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Post by Featherwing on Oct 1, 2016 12:19:11 GMT -5
Training Grounds | Evening Branchstar | 89 Moons | Male [ What did you want their warrior names to be? ]
"Aye, they've surpassed expectations" Branchstar murmured, eyes still on the two apprentices. Unblinkingly focused, which was unnerving particularly since he seemed to be analyzing them. He supposed they were ready, after all– creating a new move was too advanced for mere apprentices. Oh how he shamed them by making them wait so long. "Alright. You'll have your ceremony at moon high and vigil till dawn." The least he could do– but he was sure they were the last ones. The others were too small, surely. He'd have a few moons to get caught up on things. Jaw clenching, he motioned for them to continue practicing or whatever it was. "Have your mentors tell me what you want your names to be." His words were low, almost grumbling. Agitation bubbled up under his fur. "I need to go back to camp now" He needed... he didn't know what he needed. Where was Falconfoot? Perhaps he should go see the medicine cat. That grumbling cat.. Wasp-something. Branchstar was too busy to remember everyone's names. But he needed to find... who? Who did he need to find? Oh how his head ached, it was an empty vortex, with just instinct pushing him along. coding by officialrainleafwcf |
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 12:45:33 GMT -5
i have Appleblossom and Violetleaf and Palefern. ]
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Post by Fallen Stars on Oct 1, 2016 12:48:25 GMT -5
[[ Hey Bumble! I have Petunianose and Owlscreech open. Would you like me to make a starter post or would you like to? ]]
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 12:55:42 GMT -5
Can you make a starter post! ]
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 12:56:20 GMT -5
Oh and we can rp, petunianose and mintfang. ]
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 1, 2016 13:00:32 GMT -5
Runningfoot
"Oh, ah, it was nothing, don't worry about it." He mewed in between bites. It was clear he was never a candidate to be a medicine cat, anyways, so he really didn't want to talk about it anymore. Perhaps he could forget about it now that he couldn't entertain the thought. He finished his meal quickly, swiping his tongue over his jaws and studying the tom carefully.
Sootpaw and Cinderpaw
The two siblings exchanged glances, eyes wide with disbelief. Was this really happening? Was Branchstar truly going to give them their warrior names? The matching grey cats dipped their heads, forcing themselves to keep their fur from bristling. Perhaps Starclan truly was on their side. Soon they could go out, hunting, fighting, or whatever without being viewed as apprentices. They could lead patrols, and even mentor younger cats.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Oct 1, 2016 13:08:19 GMT -5
[[ Alright, that sounds cool. I'll get up a starter post with Petunianose in a bit~ ]]
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 15:48:01 GMT -5
Sorry I poofed. ]
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Post by Fallen Stars on Oct 1, 2016 16:08:43 GMT -5
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[[ That's alright Bumble, I was poofy as well. cx
I'll get working on that starter for you now~ ]]
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Post by Fallen Stars on Oct 1, 2016 16:18:46 GMT -5
Camp | Evening Petunianose | 37 moons | Female [ x ]
Petunianose gave a silent sigh. It looked like everyone had left to attend to their own things. It was as much as she was sad that whom she was talking to left, but the fact it happened so suddenly. One moment they were here, and next they were off. Oh well. I can't blame them if they needed to go do their own things. Her dark green eyes cast over towards the camp's exit. I hope that the apprentices will receive their warrior names soon. It's about time. The pale she-cat stood there for a moment, contemplating on a few things, before escorting herself over back towards the side of the camp. Petunianose sat herself down, making sure to keep herself out of the way from any of the bustling of her Clanmates. She would't want to be in anyone's way. Once settled she glanced around her briefly, a habit of hers, before she attended herself to grooming.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 16:29:52 GMT -5
Mintfang padded out of the warriors den after a nap, he saw that everyone was busy but he guessed he wasn't needed yet. He padded over to Petunianose and sat down beside her, taking a deep breathe. "Hey Petunianose, how are you." He asked as he licked his paw and ran it over his ears.
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Post by Fallen Stars on Oct 1, 2016 16:40:42 GMT -5
Camp | Evening Petunianose | 37 moons | Female [ x ]
The she-cat's ears perked up, startled by the sudden approach of a cat. She quickly calmed down realizing it was just Mintfang. You mousebrain, getting so startled easily. Petunianose scolded herself bitterly. Having been so absorbed at that moment, she couldn't even see one of her Clanmates come over and sit by her. It made her irritated at herself for allowing herself to be caught unaware so easily.
She gave a simple nod after the tom's question, enough to tell him she was doing alright. The pale she-cat's head tilted to one side and her eyes glinted with curiosity. It was a way for her to return the question, "How about you?".
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 17:17:42 GMT -5
I'm doing swell, kinda bored." He mewed, giggling at the she cat's reaction. He licked his paw again and ran it over the other ear, he flicked his tail back and forth watching his clanmates move around him.
Sorry it's really short not exactly sure what to do. ]
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Post by Fallen Stars on Oct 1, 2016 17:41:30 GMT -5
[[ That's fine, it happens. Try to add a little more detail to your posts. A way to do that is to describe the senses. How are they feeling about a situation? What are their thoughts on something that happened? Things like that could help a lot. Also make sure your not making run-on sentences. You don't want on sentence just to continue on and on and on~ cx ]] Camp | Evening Petunianose | 37 moons | Female [ x ]
Petunianose held a paw to her mouth and gave a silent chuckle. It seemed like she was a temporary solution to the tom's boredom. She raised an 'eyebrow' suspiciously, trying to get more information out of the tom. You sure you're not bored? A thought came to her and she gave a huff of amusement. Or maybe you're just trying to get out of doing something. The chances of that was probably slim, but it was still funny to think Mintfang might just have been trying to get out of doing something.
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Post by kiddo on Oct 1, 2016 18:16:47 GMT -5
"Yeah. That actually might be fun. Maybe we could go to the borders, see if any other clan cats are there." He mewed, eyes glinting, sounding more like an apprentice than a warrior. He remembered the nights when he and Nightstag snuck out of camp, sneaking to Skyclans border and waiting for a moon high patrol, wanting to get a glimpse of clan life outside of Skyclan. Those where the days. •ℒ•
"Yes, and if there are any enemy patrols, we can give them a good couple scars to remember us!" Ears twitching with both excitement and amusement, the black tom rose once again, arching his back until his legs quivered. "When would you like to go?"
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