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Post by Dragoness on Apr 23, 2017 6:03:09 GMT -5
Thanks! I'm in Central European Summer Time (CEST, UTC+2), how about you? I'm guessing you're American, but I have no idea which time zone.)
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 23, 2017 13:02:53 GMT -5
(Yes, I am indeed American Personally, I'm in EST, so right now it is just 2PM. )
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Post by mimikyutie on Apr 23, 2017 15:56:17 GMT -5
(Same, EST)
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 23, 2017 16:20:27 GMT -5
(Central American)
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Asexual
Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Apr 23, 2017 16:26:59 GMT -5
(I'm on MST)
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Asexual
Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Apr 23, 2017 20:28:25 GMT -5
(Cat page updated! also added some new things to territory, and a bit about seasons!)
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 24, 2017 9:26:18 GMT -5
(Anyone wanna rp)
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Post by SWIŦCħBLAÐE on Apr 24, 2017 12:23:55 GMT -5
(( Sorry! I had my birthday and wasn't able to get on! ;-; ))
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Post by frostshade on Apr 24, 2017 13:24:48 GMT -5
(( Hello! If this is still open, I have a few characters! ))
Screen Name: Frostshade Cat Name: Silver of the Shining Moon (Silver) Description: Silver is a Turkish Angora. She has pure white fur that looks a lot like snow, which helps her hunt in the winter. She has bright, baby blue eyes that start becoming more of an ocean blue towards the center. She has a pink nose, and her fur is oddly soft. She's kind of fluffy. Of course, her kits' fur definitely is fluffier and softer than hers. However, they will most likely grow into a fur texture like hers. Personality: Silver is a very friendly and sweet cat. She's usually in a good mood, unless something happened to make her in a bad one. Other cats tend to stay away from her when she's in a bad mood. She has good intentions, although she can be a bit clumsy when she's not hunting. She doesn't get it when cats want her to go away, and she doesn't pick up on social cues very well. However, she is a skilled hunter and always happy to hunt for her Tribe. She currently does not have a mate, as he was a rouge and left her the moment she revealed she was having kits. For this reason, she gets defensive when asked about the father. And quite sad. Her kits do not know who their father is. Speaking of them, she loves Cloud and Storm more than anything in the world. She would gladly give her life for them. Silver, although usually very kind-hearted, is extremely protective of her kits. No cat touches them without her permission. Rank: Matriarch. History: Silver originally was a wanderer. She didn't have a very eventful life up until she met her kits' father. She knew it was forbidden, but kept seeing the tom. Eventually, they had fallen in love and were mates by the time she became a She was a young cat, and soon noticed her odd behaviour. Sure enough, she was going to have his kits. Silver was careful to tell him, but he got aggressive and quite angry. She didn't fight back when he attacked her, as she still loved him. But the moment he aimed for her stomach, she retorted and was chased away from her home. She got as far as possible before one day, she was almost ready Cloud that darkens the sky and Storm that howls in the wind. At the time, she was by the tribe's territory. She was very willing to go to a place that would care for her and her kits. She stayed there for two moons before having the kits. She named them with tribe names, as she felt at home there. She was given her own name. It's been a moon since that happened, and she's currently recovering from her mate leaving her while caring for her kits. Other: Nope! Codeword: Sunchaser.
Screen Name: Frostshade. Cat Name: Cloud that Darkens the Sky (Cloud) Description: Cloud is a fluffy, white she-cat. Her fluff is extremely evident, as she's really just a little snowball that goes around mewing on and on. Her eyes are a bright blue, however, that could change, as she's still young. None of her features are very defined, but she's fragile under all that fluffy fur. Her nose is black, as a result of having a big black spot on her face. She has pink paw-pads. She has no scars, and her ears are rounded at the top instead of pointy. Her tail is stubby. Personality: Cloud is a very... Energetic kit, to say the least. She loves playing games and running around the nursery. She's naive, as she thinks that nothing can go wrong in the world. She's said those words a few times, as well. Her mother has told her time on time that bad things occasionally happen, but she disregards it. Cloud's energy may be too much for some, however, she can get tired very quickly, if she's been doing something for too long. She has a shorter attention span than Storm, and is easily distracted. Rank: Kit. History: She was born into the tribe to an unknown father and Silver of the Shining Moon. She doesn't know who the father is, and her mother refuses to talk about it. Her sister is Storm that Howls in Wind. Other: Nope! Codeword: Sunchaser.
Screen Name: Frostshade. Cat Name: Storm that Howls in Wind. (Storm) Description: Storm that Howls in Wind is a larger, dark grey she-cat. She is fluffy, however, this may change in the future. She has a longer tail, and white paws along with ear tips. She has pink paw pads, but a black nose. She has a few patterns of black all over her pelt, although they're dulled slightly. She has a long tail, much like her mother's. Speaking of features she inherited from her mother, she has her eyes. They're light blue on the outside, but fade more into a darker blue in the middle. She has no scars yet, and has pointy ears. Personality: Storm is a lazy cat. She doesn't really want to move away from her mother. Although she has a stronger build, she doesn't want to leave her mother. She's quite shy, and won't come out from behind Silver unless she needs to. Her sister tries to get her out, but she's always glued to her mother. She has a certain clinginess to cats that she trusts. She trusts her sister, but not as much as her mother. Hence she remains there. If she's put into a position where no one she trusts is there, she breaks down and starts looking for things that are familiar. She's terrified of being alone, or in the dark. Both of these things would result in a crying kit. Rank: Kit. History: She was born into the tribe to an unknown father and Silver of the Shining Moon. She doesn't know who the father is, and her mother refuses to talk about it. Her sister is Cloud that darkens the Sky. Other: Nope. Codeword: Sunchaser
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Post by mimikyutie on Apr 24, 2017 14:24:31 GMT -5
(You should probably make some toms as well to balance it out)
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 24, 2017 14:25:51 GMT -5
(Happy birthday my dude!!)
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 24, 2017 15:35:30 GMT -5
( mourningdove I actually wanted to set Flower up on a patrol with others so yes. SWIŦCħBLAÐE Happy birthday!!! frostshade I must agree with Tali, it's preferable if we try to maintain a more or less even ratio of females to males )
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Post by mimikyutie on Apr 24, 2017 15:36:18 GMT -5
(It's actually Tali, not Taliz ^^)
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 24, 2017 15:41:26 GMT -5
(Whoops! Sorry! That makes sense lol. I'm just Snow, or Snowy.
You wanna rp? I was hoping I could have Heart set out some patrols today.)
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Post by mimikyutie on Apr 24, 2017 15:42:41 GMT -5
(Okay. I'm guessing they might meet Balsam? If so Ant is gonna be pissedd XD)
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 24, 2017 15:48:10 GMT -5
(They might XD That's up to how you and Mourning want to play it. And loolll I don't wanna see Ant pissed off.)
Heart was sprawled out on her ledge, watching the clouds in the sky float slowly by. She stretched and righted herself, sitting up and crossing her tail over her paws. "Patrol call!" She yowled, her soft voice clear.
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 24, 2017 16:33:18 GMT -5
(I work 5-8:30, so I can be in afterthat!! I'm sorry if that's a bit late for yall :,( )
Flower rose from her rest, no longer feeling the ache of exhertion, but a longing for adventure and excitement. She padded up quickly, attentively, ready to go.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 24, 2017 18:28:37 GMT -5
(Psh babe you're fine *waves paw* I stay up way too late for my own good anywho.)
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Post by frostshade on Apr 24, 2017 22:17:45 GMT -5
(( Ahh, shoot. I completely missed that in the rules. Sorry about that. I'm working on a few more characters, however, I was wondering if it'd be alright to post them in the morning. I've had a long day and I'm beat. ^^; ))
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 26, 2017 14:35:19 GMT -5
Screen Name: mourningdove Cat Name: Skull of Dead Fox (Fox) Description: An average sized she-cat with a reddish orange fur, and an all white face. A gnarly scar runs across her muzzle. Her eyes are yellow, and she has larger paws than what's expect of her size. Sometimes they trip her up, but they aid her in fighting Personality: Outgoing, confident, energetic, gets caught up in the moment, not very intelligent, a follower Rank: Sentenial History: Born and raised in the tribe, this is the only home she has ever known Other: Codeword:
Screen Name: mourningdove Cat Name: Black Moon at Night (black) Description: Large tom with gray fur and black points. His front left paw is white, while the others remain black. His nose is a bright pink which stands out with his amber eyes. He has thick fur, which does help to keep him cool in the hot days. Personality: Loyal, stoic, quiet, guarded, caring, slow to be comfortable around someone Rank: Sentenial History: coming to the tribe as a kit found alone in the desert, he has no family, but still feels strong ties to the tribe and would die to insure its safety. Other: Codeword:
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Post by mimikyutie on Apr 26, 2017 15:00:41 GMT -5
Ant got up as well, figuring a patrol would be a good way to distract himself from his most recent argument with Feather.
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Post by frostshade on Apr 26, 2017 15:16:06 GMT -5
(( Eek, that took longer than expected. I'm so sorry about the delay and not reading the rules before I posted. ^^ I'm a wreck. ))
Screen Name: Frostshade Cat Name: Dust that was Collected (Dust) Description: He's a white cat, but with green eyes. However, he has a black tipped tail and black ears. He's not as fluffy as other cats, having smooth and sleek fur. He is a mixed breed, with unknown origins. He happens muscular and broad in the shoulders. He looks quite intimidating. His nose is black, but his pawpads are a mixture of a light, bubblegum pink and dark grey. His eyes are more of a brighter green, much like a leaf with sun shining on it. His tail and legs are an average length for his body. He's a taller cat, though, but he looks normal besides is larger and more muscular apperance. Personality: Dust is a happy go lucky kind of cat. He's almost always with a smile, and isn't afraid to show it. It can sometime go to a fault. He, too, has problems reading social cues. However, he's better at it. He'll back off if needed. He wants to impress cats, and more importantly, the she-cats if you know what I mean. Despite his threataning apperance, the only time he appears scary is when he's mad. And believe me, no one wants to be on his bad side. It's very rare to see a cat that Dust doesn't like, yet it has happened occasionally. He has an impressive amount of energy as well. He can be fidgety if he's sitting in one place for too long, and generally likes to strech his legs. It's a true miracle that he manages to sleep at night. Oblivious to many bad things, Dust has yet to face the harsh reality that life isn't all sunshine and rainbows. However, he may learn that one day. And who knows what effect that may have. Rank: Sentinel. History: Dust was born and raised in the tribe with his brother, Falcon. They weren't two peas in a pod. At first, his brother greatly despised him. Or so he thought. His brother was actually quite fond of him, but slightly jealous that he was a better Sentinel than he was going to be. As young apprentices, the two argued very much. Eventually, they were forced to break it up and make up their problems by the cats that taught them everything they knew, their parents and their Masters. Upon learning that his brother was jealous, Dust had to learn to tone it down a bit. From then on, they've had a good and close relationship. When their parents died, they were able to comfort each other, which was all they would've wanted. From then on, they've lived normally. Other: Brother is Falcon That Swoops Low. Codeword: Sunchaser
Screen Name: Frostshade Cat Name: Falcon That Swoops Low (Falcon) Description: He, unlike his sibling, is almost completely black. Granted, he has speckles of white and grey in his fur, but otherwise, he's completely black. He has soft, moss green eyes. His nose is black, and his ears are more pointed. He has moderately fluffy fur, which happens to be soft and not sleek. He does have some defined muscle, but is smaller than Dust by a lot, keeping in mind that Dust is a larger cat. However, Falcon is unusually small for a tomcat, no doubt about it. He has dark grey paw pads, and a longer tail than normal. Personality: Falcon isn't exactly the nicest cat ever. He's more protective than anything. Once he grows attached to a cat, that cat isn't getting hurt no matter what. He's not cold, but he's not exactly warm either. He's just in the middle. He can occasionally be sarcastic, that's just his sense of humor. He can read social cues well, and can generally tell emotions just from looking at their eyes. One flaw that is most noticeable is how he's wreckless in the fact that he throws himself into things if it means protecting the ones he loves. He finds jealously to be one of his major flaws, which he isn't wrong about. If he sees something he can't do, the emotion will spark within him. He tries to push it back down, but will act bitter towards the cat that he is jealous of. He's obviously not proud of the fact, as it is one of his flaws. Not to mention that he really hates how he's not as big as his brother, not as threatening. He's known to be bitter about life in general, stalking around and spitting out sarcasm. Out of the two brothers, he wanted to be the more intimating one because it would fit his personality better. Of course, it didn't matter at that point, as he can't do anything to make himself bigger. Rank: Wayfinder. History: Falcon was born into the tribe to two very loving parents. He was the runt of the two, and his mother didn't exactly expect him to survive. For the first few moons of his life, he watched his brother play from the shadows, where he felt hidden. Once he started getting stronger, he wanted to join them. However, Falcon was a lot shyer back then. He quickly grew envious of his brother's ability to make friends and how strong he was. As a younger apprentice, he was forced to admit this to Dust, whom was very understanding of the fact. The two grew very close after that, and Falcon found himself becoming defensive over Dust. He slowly began to develop his bitter personality over the moons, and when he lost his parents, the bitter portion of him was set in stone. From then on, he's just been living as a small wayfinder, making sure no cat was talking about his brother. Other: His brother is Dust that was Collected. Codeword: Sunchaser
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 26, 2017 16:02:32 GMT -5
(Neat cats my dudes! Y'all will be added ASAP ^~^ frostshade That's alright, you corrected your overlooking of it. No harm done ) Heart looked down at Ant and Flower. "You two, I need you to choose a Sentinel and start out to the Drybrush. You know how long of a trip it is, so the sooner you leave the better. It's nearly sunhigh already, and I would prefer it if you all were home before dark." She meowed, swishing her tail slightly.
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Post by SWIŦCħBLAÐE on Apr 26, 2017 16:07:24 GMT -5
Thanks! Although I answered a few days later! XD))
Screech went over the crowd of cats to where he sat on and waited to be called on. Of course, he never really would think he would be called on. The thought made his ears flatten.
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 27, 2017 9:30:36 GMT -5
Flower nodded, and turned to look for any open Sentenials who could accompany them. Spotting Dust, she hollered his way, since she'd rather a talkative cat be with them, since Ant was so moody sometimes. "Dust, you're with us!"
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Post by frostshade on Apr 27, 2017 11:42:20 GMT -5
Dust that was Collected; His eyes darted over, ears perking. He hadn't been out of camp all day, and his legs were itching to be streched. It was amazing how he had even managed to stay in camp even for that time; anyone whom knew him would've expected him to get up and run free through their territory. A purr came from the back of his throat, and he trotted over happily, quickly, and with excitability in his step. "Alrighty, I'm here!" His voice had a natural, cheering tone, as if he was encouraging others and announcing his presence was exciting. "What're we doing?" Dust had gotten all the way over there without even knowing what he was being summoned over for. He was just happy to be going somewhere at that point, even if it did mean doing something he didn't like. But what was there not to like? There's always good in everything, and to find good in everything was basically Dust's motto.
(( Thank you! I'm very excited, this looks awesome! ^-^ ))
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Post by mourningdove on Apr 27, 2017 14:53:23 GMT -5
(Omg he's a cutie)
Flower cracked a little smile at the Sentenials attitude. It was nice to be around someone outgoing, for once. Most of the way finders these days were such downers. "Heading out. It'll be a pretty long run, think you're rested enough?" She asked. The inquiry was rather ironic, as the ache from her last run was still wrapped around her muscles.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 27, 2017 17:16:11 GMT -5
Heart saw that Screech looked rather dejected, and leapt down from her perch to greet him. "Hello, Screech. How would you like to accompany me to the Lifepool? I've been wanting to stretch my legs, and you would make good company." She inquired with a purr.
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Asexual
Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Apr 27, 2017 17:31:14 GMT -5
(Cats page has been updated!)
Sun perked his rather large ears at the name of the sacred water source for the cats. His head snapped in the direction of the speaker, and he almost leapt at the thought of visiting. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it quickly. It might be best that he stayed here, so the two leaders weren't caught in a dangerous situation at the same time. Though he longed to visit. Perhaps if he were invited.....His ears caught another familiar sound. Thunder, Sun's aged father hobbled out of the ancient's den and meandered around camp grumbling at cats and taking it upon himself to inspect the entirety of the camp.
Thunder muttered under his breath, "These young cats don't know what a real brush wall looks like. Look at this hole." He pawed at it and rearranged a few sage fronds so that the hole closed up. He admired his work and nodded. His old paws carried him on to one task to the next. Once his morning routine was finished he found a mouse that would make a nice morning meal for him. He sat and looked to where the two Tribe leaders sat. He scoffed, "Sun! Do something useful you lump on a rock!" He saw his son flatten his big ears, which meant he had heard his father, but he didn't move. Fine, don't be useful. And so Thunder began to chew on his mouse.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Apr 27, 2017 20:07:26 GMT -5
Heart chuckled at Thunder's comments, glancing back at Sun with sparkling orange eyes. "Lump on a rock," eh? I'll have to remember that one. She thought to herself, purring with amusement. It was true that Sun didn't leave the camp much, but that wasn't his fault. He had fewer lives than she naturally, although she wished she could get him to tag along on her adventures now and again. She was, after all, perfectly capable of protecting the both of them. But Sun had his reasons, and she could only pester him so much. The slightly younger she-cat respected him greatly after all, and while it was entertaining to ruffle his coat now and again, she would always end up siding with him rather than against.
Song could be heard muttering loudly in the ancients' den before she wobbled out, eyes darting around looking for Thunder. "You think your son is a lump on a rock? Mine is a rock! All he does is sit in front of the camp, moping all sun long! And don't even get me started on my daughter." The greying she-cat nagged, throwing in her own two cents as she flicked an ear in annoyance. Heart rolled her eyes, knowing her adoptive mother was more after the attention than anything.
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