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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 7:44:12 GMT -5
(I'm not sure how far I am from Canada. Maybe a couple hours?)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 31, 2016 7:47:09 GMT -5
[ @ moon, So, many hours closer aha ]
Coldstar ► To watch her prey shift in thought, trying to decide what course of action to take, was an amusing game for the war-caressed queen. The tip of her tail twitched once more, voice ringing out clearly,
" Two. "
She remained entirely motionless in her spot, red-furred tail extended like a snake as the rest of her was as rigid as immovable mountain. Sapphire optics remained matte- until the rogue made their decision, the leader's interest would not be roused again. A torn shell twitched in the slightest, her figure only moving to breath, as her tail moved again,
" Three. "
The way she counted appeared as though she had done it before multiple times with too many choosing the wrong answer. Another twitch, and the sapphire optics glinted briefly, her voice taking on a deeper rasp,
" Four. "
A brief silence, and then the final count came, with an excited growl caught in the elegant command of the leader's voice, sinew shifting and muscles tightening, knives elongating,
" Five. "
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Foggedgaze ► A response? Milky optics widened only momentarily before they settled back to the elegant set in the dark visage, scintillating quietly. A twitch of rosette shells, a soft breath, as her sister took a place beside the soot-stained molly. This was the closest they'd been in a long time, and the first words spoken as well. Russet plume shifted to curl around a dark haunch, reflective blue optics peering at her sibling with a soft interest. Her voice was just as demure, as though to encourage a continual conversation despite neither of them being particularly good at it,
" Will you be going out today? "
Perhaps she had caught the glance or it was a simple guess, or even the work of her shadows that were nowhere to be found. Either way, it was an honest start, because Foggedgaze wasn't sure how else to proceed. Just maybe, they could hunt together, as they had only rarely done before in their apprentice moons.
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 7:50:24 GMT -5
Fang knew that she would have to make a choice. Life or death. Live or die. Join them or be killed. She began to walk toward the leader, and bowed her head in respect.
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Post by LittleSkittlez on Jul 31, 2016 7:58:33 GMT -5
I'll join later!))
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Post by LittleSkittlez on Jul 31, 2016 8:20:43 GMT -5
OK I posted my form))
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 10:23:27 GMT -5
Sorry for poofing, had to drive into Tulsa.)
Peachblossom shifted on her haunches, continuing to frown. "I'm not sure yet," the calico warrior admitted. Behind her, her tail swished over the ground, another indication to her unease. "I might." She fell silent, then added hurriedly, "You?" Her mother and father had taught her manners well enough, even if the cat she was showing those manners to was her own sister. Her frown deepened. Not that she had been much of a sister lately.
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 11:24:04 GMT -5
Iceh, I posted updated descriptions of Grass, Mouse, and Frost on the joining page.)
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 31, 2016 18:13:08 GMT -5
[ Oop, I'll reply in a moment! ]
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 31, 2016 18:25:46 GMT -5
Coldstar ► Her figure remained a statuette in the clearing, sapphire optics with a keen smolder to their imploring depths. They tracked the shifting rogue with a predatory intrigue, watching as they approached to then bow to the rosewood ebony queen. There was silence, and then a soft huff of noise from the dark lips that could be taken for a scoff, before she lurched on her paws and stood once more with a grace. Stepping forward, the proud, muscled molly stood before the rogue, a torn shell twitching as her voice sounded in command,
" A life-saving choice. You may join our ranks, but you must work to prove yourself to us. Come, you will return with us. "
An abrupt turn on her heels and the leader set a brisk pace, shifting past her apprentice with a beckoning twitch of her whipcord tail. Only a mere glance was thrown over scarred shoulder, watching the two cats with an expression of eerie calm, before the leader was padding through the forest she knew so well. They would do well not to lose Coldstar lest they wish to be lost to the illusions, for it would appear she was not turning back or slowing down.
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Foggedgaze ► This was the first conversation they'd had in a long time and the soot-stained creature could feel a flutter of her heart like a hummingbird's wingbeat against the confines of her ribs. Her shadows simply rustled, unnoticed, at the tip of her tail where the warrior had taken such pains to shove them away to. Peachblossom was her sibling, and although the dark molly trusted her, it was a strange power to have and as such she wished to keep this as... normal as possible. A twitch of rosette shell and it became apparent to her that the ginger molly was trying just as hard as she was to make this work and such a conclusion lent a softening of her sinew beneath her velvet skin,
" Probably- once mother returns from her patrol, I'll be going out to see if I can hunt. "
A soft silence for another moment before her voice sounded, calm but with a slight soft waver at the edges, milky optics looking out to the clan camp rather than to stare at her sister,
" You are welcome to join me, if you wish. "
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Post by leopardfire on Jul 31, 2016 18:31:16 GMT -5
Fang began to follow the leader and their apprentice to camp. Now that I've made this choice, there's no turning back... Fang looked at the forest behind her, before catching up to them.
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Jul 31, 2016 19:12:42 GMT -5
New Mexico is so pretty, oh my goodness.)
The warrior's eyes narrowed as she looked at her sister, doubt etched across her face. "You want to spend time with me?" she questioned uncertainly, her voice soft. She kept her face impassive, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. Fear. "Really? After..." Peachblossom cleared her throat, glancing down at her speckled paws. "After everything I've done?"
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Aug 1, 2016 11:54:12 GMT -5
[ Good job 2013, you true //salutes the fam ]
Coldstar ►
True to such, her pace was unrelenting, battle-formated as she stalked through low boughs of trees and roots, raced over foliage and leapt over fallen trunks or rocks. She did not look back and simply entrusted her companions to follow- Mintpaw, she knew, could at least do that. Whipcord tail held high, like a flag of lead, the molly led the trio back to camp. An elegant shouldering of her broad figure through the entrance, her command law in every pawstep she took. Cranium held high, the mentor looked to apprentice briefly with the corner of one sapphire optic,
" Stay down here, I will be calling a meeting. Keep an eye on her. "
An incline of her cranium and the leader sprung up the throne that was now hers with such a spry one could barely figure she was pregnant at all, if anyone knew. Standing tall, her imposing figure a shadowed silhouette to the sky, as her voice rang clearly to the camp,
" Cats of Nightmareclan, gather beneath to hear my words! "
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Foggedgaze ►
" After what you've done? "
Such words were echoed back with something almost like pain, milky gaze turning to fully face her sister with an expression of bittersweetness. Rosette shells fluttered softly as the soot-stained creature shifted on her haunches, pulling herself a little closer to her sibling, the russet-tinted tail curling out in support. A knowing gaze was bestowed, the voice etched with a slight pain and yet with acceptance,
" We've all done things we are not proud of, our family has, our clan has. But that doesn't mean you aren't my sister anymore. That doesn't mean I don't still love you. "
The maw opened again, pausing, as though she wished to say something more before her mother's call echoed into camp and silenced her thoughts. Ears pricking, the milky gaze cast a glance to her sister again and the warrior shifted on her haunches, facing the pedestal. Her figure remained close to her sibling's, as though with wordless encouragement and alliance.
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 1, 2016 12:38:29 GMT -5
(I have an idea for a prophecy involving Fang. A cat's fang will destroy the nightmare[Night] that shadows the clans.) Fang sat down and looked at Mintpaw. "So, will I keep my name?" She asked Mintpaw. But she already knew the answer would be no.
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 1, 2016 12:45:21 GMT -5
(Okay then.) Fang looked at Mintpaw again. "So, what's your name? You already know mine."
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 1, 2016 13:01:39 GMT -5
Fang took a deep breath before she began to speak. "A twolegplace, but it's very far from here. But I snuck onto a big boat(cruise ship) for food. But when the twolegs spotted me, they put me into a small box with a hole in it and threw me into the water. Somehow I got out of there and onto some sandy area, and I was trying to find my way back home. But I guess that I'm far from it now..."
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 1, 2016 13:20:45 GMT -5
"No, not exactly. I was in a group of cats(similar to BloodClan, or a rebuilt one. You decide ). We were lead by this blue-gray tom named Badgerstar...he had folded ears for some reason(Badgerstar is a Russian blue and Scottish fold mix, and an OC of mine). We all wore collars with dog teeth like this because it was tradition. We all made sure that we trained to be fierce and tough, that no one would stand in our way. We weren't kittypets. We were a clan, too. I can't remember the name, it was so long ago..."
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Post by Archie [Formerly FerretFang] on Aug 1, 2016 15:18:29 GMT -5
[Ah, hello. Anybody there?]
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 1, 2016 17:08:49 GMT -5
"Oh no. I was only twelve moons maybe? It's been about a whole season cycle(a year) at least since then." Fang replied. She looked once again at Coldstar. "By the way, who is that cat over there by that rock(or whatever Coldstar is standing on)?" Fang asked, looking at Coldstar.
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 1, 2016 17:33:27 GMT -5
Fang began to recall her past. She looked at her white paw as she began to remember. *** The twolegs were running after her. "Catch that rotten stray!" "Get it!" "Catch that cat!" Suddenly, Fang hit her head, and the world began to spin and blur. "Gotcha!" Then, the light became dark(the box was closed) as Fang spotted the single hole in the small little den. The box was on the move. And then the box began to fly in the air. The hay in the box flew all over as the box hit the water. And the last sound Fang remembered hearing was the splashing of the box hitting the water. Then, the world blurred and spun faster as the world went black.
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Aug 1, 2016 18:07:37 GMT -5
2013 is the mvp)
Peachblossom flattened her ears slightly but didn't say anything, turning instead to face their mother.
My cats gathered.
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Post by LittleSkittlez on Aug 1, 2016 20:33:54 GMT -5
I posted my sign up fourm!))
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Post by Moonstar of ValleyClan on Aug 1, 2016 21:59:52 GMT -5
XD It looks good, Iceh)
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