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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 21:48:34 GMT -5
she's a good friend. she gets to play the xbox when she comes over pssh. but yes the best sign of friendship<3
PSSH I WAS THO
yes mottle, dead will be a++++ daddo
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 21, 2017 21:59:08 GMT -5
KYUTE KYUTE
i wish we were friends irl (':
bruh I have to read so many required books this summer i'm /sweats nervously i love love to read but the books I choose to, and i'm not ready to adult
yes mottle, he will be an excellent daddo to one of my cat's kits geez im so possessive
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 21:59:40 GMT -5
Squirrelpelt couldn't help but allow her whiskers to twitch in amusement at the thought of the two toms as warriors. No doubt would she be extremely proud of her son, sitting in the front of the crowd as Mothstar introduced him as a warrior to the whole Clan. The gray queen would be proud of Mottlepaw as well even though she wasn't his mother. "Then the rest of us warriors will have nothing to keep our claws sharp," the queen joked. "We will be quite useless once they're warriors." Why would Mothstar need any more warriors other than Oakkit and Mottlepaw - or Oakclaw and Mottlepelt as they were calling one another - once they were warriors?
Though the thought of her son and his seemingly newfound friend made the queen happy from nose to tail-tip, the thought of a walk was more refreshing than anything she had thought of in a while. She smiled gratefully at Thrushface. "Thank you, Thrushface," Squirrelpelt mewed and leaned forward to nudge the other she-cat's shoulder. "I'll be back before the sun begins to set." With one last grateful look, Squirrelpelt turned and began heading out to begin her much needed walk.
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This was his time now. He was going to catch this "rabbit" and bring it back to feed his Clan. Mothstar would be so proud of him! Squirrelpelt would reward him with all the milk he could drink! He was going to be the most talked about cat there was. Cats already stared and whispered about him, Oakkit didn't know that those stares and whispers were rude remarks, so he was just going to show them he was that much more special!
As Mallowstem ran and fell ungracefully onto her back, Oakkit took his chance to pounce. He landed atop the she-cat, baring his little fangs. "Got'cha!" He wasted no time in leaning back and biting into the "rabbit's" neck to make his kill. Of course he barely nipped the female, but in the pretend world he had killed his prey.
For a few moments longer the black and white tom lay there "dead". He was silent and still and doing all he could to make his breathing seem nonexistent. Finally, he parted open his blind eyes and turned them in the direction of Mottlepaw as if he really could see. A large smile danced across the warrior's visage. "Well, your time in the nursery may be over, but I'm always here for a little game, or if you need any practice." While Deadeye couldn't be much use as a mentor due to his blindness, he could always help in other ways. Even if it was just a game, cats could very well learn life skills from playing just as much as they could from true training. Deadeye had practically mastered crouching by the time he was out of the nursery due to playing around as a kit with his siblings and parents.
Deadeye pulled himself back up into a sitting position. He kept his blind gaze on Mottlepaw. The smile on his face soon turned into embarrassment. He leaned down and gave his chest fur a few licks. "Ah, do you think so? I've thought about kits of my own, but..." He sighed slowly, his voice lowering. "I would be afraid of passing down my blindness to kits, and I have no she-cat that would be interested in a cat like myself." His blindness had been genetic. His father had bad eyesight, yet he was nowhere near as bad as Deadeye obviously. His father still had sight, and when Deadeye was found to be losing his sight, they knew he had gotten it from his father. No cat had expected Deadeye to lose his vision like he had, and especially not so early on in his life.
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 22:01:45 GMT -5
hhh honestly same ;w; be my irl friend come to my house /shot
ewww gross. i'm lucky and never had required books to read over the summer o; i had required books during class though and stuff and bleh i love to read by hate reading books im forced to read, ya know?
heeeee yes romance dead, flarebby romance squirrel romance oak probably not moth she'd bite a cat's head off if they tried to romance her
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 21, 2017 22:24:22 GMT -5
YAY I WILL catch me in your closet
OH NO I DIDN'T SEE THAT YOU REPLIED okay I gotta go soon but sorry bb was working on an intro ^^'
I really wanted to get this plot moving so I'll try to reply to at least one cat tonight before I slep! I get off tomorrow tho so I'll have a few days to ~~drama~~ before I have to go back to hellclass
it's 7 books by Shakespeare, Sophocles, Virginia Woolf, etc. o: which are going to take me a whiiiile and i'll probably forget all the plots by the time september rolls around (& I have to put off all the books I had wanted to read this summer imma sue everyone)
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 22:28:05 GMT -5
ooo nice you can be in the closet with my parakeet ;D
IT'S FINE<3
ooo alright, but don't worry if you can't because sleep is important uwu
aww dang omg i guess it could be worse though so there's that x3 well diddly darn you should sue
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 21, 2017 22:34:44 GMT -5
OAKBBY REMINDS ME OF JACK FROM ROOM, THAT ONE BOOK/MOVIE OMG HES SO PRECIOUS
Thrushface couldn't help but purr again, the weight of Squirrelpelt's shoulder against hers both physically warm and...well, sisterly. The blue-gray warrior had always wished for a sister to play with when she was younger, to share stories and fresh-kill with, and Thrushface couldn't help but feel blessed in this moment. She had always admired Squirrelpelt as a Clanmate, but she couldn't wait to see how their friendship grew.
"We'll wait for you!" Thrushface called after the retreating tabby she-cat, blinking affectionately after her. A few moments after Squirrelpelt's form faded from sight, Thrushface turned her head toward the younger cats, whose game seemed to have quieted down.
"Hello!" she mewed in warm greeting, nearly bouncing on her pawpads as she approached the four cats. Mottlepaw and Oakkit seemed to have been victorious in their pursuit, while Deadeye and Mallowstem looked a little scruffy in the process. A small laugh escaped her jaws as she took the scene in.
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Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 22:36:54 GMT -5
OAK IS A PRECIOUS SON squirrel and thrush as bonded sisters im ready for this
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 21, 2017 22:37:50 GMT -5
parakeet or paracute
THANK YOU FEATHBBY<333 I DID A LITTLE WITH THE FRONT PAGE, IT'S NOT MUCH BUT IT'S GETTING THERE xD
it's tru omg after reading /countless/ Warriors books this rly should be nothing
TALK TO YOU TM AND CANT WAIT FOR ~~~DRAMA~~~ GNIGHT!!
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 22:41:38 GMT -5
she's paracute
IT'S LOOKING GREAT<33
oh yeah omg so many kitty books
GNIGHT FLAREBBY SWEET ~~~~DRAMA~~~~ DREAMS<333
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 21, 2017 22:59:26 GMT -5
Ever since Oakkit came along Squirrelpelt had been pushed away by a lot of her Clanmates. She had been lucky that Mothstar had let her stay, but thinking about it, the queen knew Mothstar would have never banished a queen and her kit no matter what. Even still the spotted tabby leader had her obvious doubts about the queen and her kit. A lot of the Clan did; it made Squirrelpelt feel some sort of resentment toward her fellow queen Dappledfrost. Mothstar had allowed a full loner to join the Clan yet one half-loner kit from a full blooded Clan cat would be mostly rejected by most. It made no sense to the she-cat.
Squirrelpelt huffed. Luckily she didn't have time to think about all of those infuriating topics; she turned to take one last glance at Thrushface. At leas the queen would always have one cat she could turn to... A sister somewhat. In more ways than one Thrushface felt like a sister to Squirrelpelt. It was nice, comforting really. "I'll be back!" With a smile on her face and her heart warm, Squirrelpelt slipped out of camp and out into the lush of VerdantClan's forest.
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The approach of another cat caught Oakkit's attention. He forgot all about Mallowstem and turned to eye Thrushface as she bounded over to the group of four. The little brown kit let out a mini hiss. "Another rabbit!" He pounced off of Mallowstem and headed straight for the newcomer, leaping toward her with his paws outstretched.
Deadeye, still slightly embarrassed from Mottlepaw's comment, swiveled his ears in the direction of Thrushface as she scampered over. A purr vibrated in the bi-colored male's throat. "Hello, Thrushface. Come to join us?" He asked with a twitch of his whiskers, hearing little Oakkit make his next attack on the joining she-cat.
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I'm a free woman again! At least until the semester starts up :D
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Post by inky on Jun 22, 2017 13:08:35 GMT -5
The thin feline slowly made her way back into the camp, legs wobbly. She hadn't brought back anything to offer her leader, deputy, nor the medicine cat. Her long tail swayed in disappointment for herself, and she let out a gentle sigh. You're fine Wovenheart. she scolded herself, ears flattening as she did so. The small black she-cat glanced around the camp, searching for somebody to talk to. She licked at her chest. She was a mess. Wovenheart sighed quietly before she made a beeline towards Sagegaze. Why not? It wasn't like she was going to ask about her lack of energy, or her loss of anything good to her.
Flicking her tail in greeting, the small she-cat sat down across from the medicine cat, her tail curling around her scarily thin frame. her sandpaper tongue rasped against her nose before she let her gravelly voice escape from her throat. "Good evening, Sagegaze. How're you and Rabbitpaw?" Sagegaze turned as she heard her name, her ears perking up a bit. "Oh hello Wovenheart." She mewed happily, the medicine was obviously happy to have someone to talk to after being busy all day. "I'd say pretty good, we spent most of the day cleaning out the herbs and organizing them. I smell more like herbs then I ever have before." The she-cat laughed a bit. It was easy to tell right off the bat that Wovenheart was thin, and she struggled with that. But the medicine cat did not say anything about it, yet. She knew pride was a thing and she didn't want to hurt the she-cats pride. "How are you today? It was a warm day I trust?" Her head tilted to the side a bit. For a moment her eyes scanned over the warrior, what was wrong with her. She knew it wasn't that she was sick, or not eating. There were no signs of coughing or lack of appetite so that wasn't the issue. In all honesty, the only sign that she was unwell was the fatigue and then thin frame the she-cat had. Over the moons she had watched as Wovenheart got thinner and thinner. It was puzzling to the medicine cat, it worried her as well. The other she-cat seemed to push on though no matter what it was that was bothering her. That was sort of good sign she hoped. But still it worried her to see a clanmate in a state as this. After all the cats here were family. Sagegaze loved and cared for them as if they were her own kits and to see anyone hurt and sick caused pain in her chest, even more so when there was nothing she could do to fix it.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 20:35:45 GMT -5
Hey friends!
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 20:50:04 GMT -5
hiiiiiiii<3
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 20:50:05 GMT -5
Mallowstem's maw fell open as she felt a light nip on her throat. The black-furred she-cat convulsed before lying still and limp beneath the kit's paws. After waiting a few moments to let Oakkit bask in his glory, she leapt to her paws, retreating a bit to shake dirt out of her fur. It fluffed up like a black porcupine, but the warrior didn't seem to particularly notice--or care.
Mallowstem was half amused, half impressed at Oakkit's ferociousness. She was indifferent to the harsh gossip circulating around him in the Clan, but... the kit seemed to show promise after all, despite his...questionable heritage.
She blinked, watching Oakkit as he scampered away toward Thrushface. She dipped her head in greeting to the blue-gray warrior, sitting and curling her tail around her paws.
okay I saw your new post like 3/4 way through but imma just post this lol, Mallow out
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 20:50:36 GMT -5
HELLO FEATHBB <333
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 20:53:48 GMT -5
HOW ARE YOUUUUU
good bye mallow, it was nice knowing u
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 20:59:48 GMT -5
"Thank you!" Mottlepaw mewed in response to the older tom, as thrilled as a kit would be at the offer. His face transformed as the conversation grew more serious, and he pricked his ears, listening attentively.
Mottlepaw gazed up at Deadeye in surprise once he had finished speaking, compassion flooding the apprentice's heart. Wow. He had no idea that warriors--the cats he had aspired to be like his entire life--could be consumed by such insecurities. Often times, Mottlepaw had been so absorbed in himself and his lack of perfection that he had never even considered that possibility.
"I really think so," he meowed firmly, his amber gaze hard. "And any cat would be blind themselves not to recognize all the great qualities you offer, b-beyond your disability!" Mottlepaw stuttered a bit as he tried to convey what he felt and reassure the older tom, half defiantly and half passionately.
As Thrushface came padding up, Mottlepaw stepped away, giving her and Oakkit room. Hopefully she had forgotten all about his unsuccessful hunt earlier. Heck, he had until now!
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 21:01:53 GMT -5
IM GUUUUD, SO READY TO SLEEP IN TM (I HAVE AN ASSESSMENT IN THE AFTERNOON BUT ES OKAY IMMA SLEEP A BIT LONGER)
HOW ARE YOU
goodbai featherstar
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 21:02:04 GMT -5
hiya c;
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 21:02:17 GMT -5
Hey Inky!! ^u^ how are you?
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 21:03:02 GMT -5
NICEEEEE SLEEPING IN IS SO GREAT
PRETTY GOOD may or may not have thought about who we could pair up today
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 21:07:11 GMT -5
Thrushface grinned amiably at Deadeye, waving her tail in greeting. "Yep!" she answered--the word cut off as she turned her head, realizing too late that Oakkit was flying toward her.
"Oof!" The large warrior stood her ground as the kit collided with her chest. I had better play along. I love games! Thrushface stumbled a little as she intentionally fell on her side, sending up a cloud of dirt. "What a pounce!" she praised, almost as excited as Oakkit himself.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 21:09:05 GMT -5
TRU LIFE NOTHING IS MORE SATISFYING (AND HORRIBLE WHEN U SLEEP LIKE 13 HOURS AND WAKE UP DISORIENTED AS HECK)
GIIIRL WHO U THINKING I CAN SEE HALF OF THEM TOGETHER, I'VE CONSIDERED ALMOST EVERY COMBINATION I LOVE OUR BEANS SO MUCH BUT WE'LL LEAVE MOTH ALONE LOL
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 21:11:30 GMT -5
I KNOWWWWW AHHH (OMG YEAH THAT HELLA SUCKS)
I AM SO READY FOR ROMANCE YEEE SO I WAS KINDA THINKING THRUSHXDEAD ??? OAKXMOTTLE ??? SQUIRRELXCHERVIL ??? AND I MEAN MOTH DOESN'T NECESSARILY HATE ROMANCE AND IF SOMETHING WORKED OUT I COULD TOTALLY SEE MALLOWXMOTH cB
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 21:15:13 GMT -5
i'm good too! c; omg niceeee<3
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 22, 2017 21:17:34 GMT -5
There had been a time when Deadeye was as capable as any other warrior in the Clan. He had been a sight-seeing cat known as Swallowfur. Back then he had been somewhat brash, prideful even, but that had all changed when his eyesight began to grow dim. And then, one morning, he woke up to a world of bleary darkness. He had tried desperately to get his eyes working once more; he had gone to Sagegaze more than once, but there had been nothing that the medicine cat could have done for him. He would be blind forever. The young Swallowfur had felt hopeless. When Mothstar changed his name to Deadeye he realized just how permanent his disability was. Over time he grew accustomed to his sharper senses of hearing, feeling, and scenting. No longer did he even want his eyesight back - the world seemed much more vivid now. Eventually he began to turn into the humble and large-hearted tom he was now. And while his personality was one that many looked up to, Deadeye always had that nagging insecurity that his personality wouldn't be enough when it came to finding that perfect cat to call his mate. Not many cats would want to admit that they had a blind mate.
Hearing Mottlepaw speak against the insecurities Deadeye had about himself made the bi-colored tom smile. "I'm sure you're right. You speak reassuring words. I'm sure many cats want to be around you because of that." The apprentice's words really did make Deadeye feel better about himself. Sure, those doubts were still lingering there like gruesome demons, but they had shrunk in size and were now barley noticeable.
Deadeye's attention turned to Thrushface. Even if he couldn't see it, he could certainly hear it. A chuckle came from the warrior as he heard the 'thud!' of Oakkit running into Thrushface.
A growl of victory came from the little tomcat even as he somewhat harshly ran into Thrushface's chest. His tail bristled out as he jumped away, staring down at his prey as the warrior fell to her side. He was about to pounce on the female again when the cloud of dust she had sent up wafted into his nose. Oakkit sneezed once, twice, thrice, and then a fourth time. He stumbled over his paws, falling ungracefully onto his hindquarters thanks to the last sneeze. "My pounce-" A fifth sneeze. "-has killed many rabbits!" Oakkit warned; however, his voice was not as fearsome as he had hoped it to be as it squeaked with another sneeze.
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Post by Flarestream on Jun 22, 2017 21:21:25 GMT -5
That's wonderful, Inky!! C: I love relaxing
Would you like to RP? I have a few cats open. You can jump in on our plot once it gets rolling, too!!
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