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Post by Cardinalsong on Aug 31, 2017 21:02:24 GMT -5
Fawnleap sighed softly. "I suppose it will." She told Wrencall, slowly standing up when Batstar called the meeting to be over. "So, what should we do now?"
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 31, 2017 21:05:14 GMT -5
"For all our sakes, I hope it's a safe journey and leads to happiness. Why is he so....solemn?" Swallowsong mewed, "if you don't mind me asking."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 31, 2017 21:06:51 GMT -5
Here)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2017 21:23:32 GMT -5
"Uh guess we should do as Batstar says and gather around, get assigned to patrols, so on..." Wrencall said with a yawn, stretching her limbs. "I'm as excited to help out and leave as the next cat, but StarClan do I hurt." She said, filching as she felt the pain from her numerous cuts, bruises and strain's from yesterday's battle.
"It's alright." Tallsteps said, looking after her son. "He was the worse affected by Emberkit's death... he was a bit serious before then, but Emberkit and he were very close since birth..."
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 31, 2017 21:32:34 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sorry," Swallowsong murmured. "Maybe he can make a friend with one of mine?" she wondered
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Post by Cardinalsong on Aug 31, 2017 23:32:41 GMT -5
Fawnleap looked over at Wrencall with a concerned expression. "Maybe you should stay here and get checked out. I don't want to lose anymore friends." she said with a sigh.
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Frost
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line in the opposite direction
Pronouns: They/them/he/her
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Post by Frost on Sept 1, 2017 1:30:35 GMT -5
(Note: I am about to head to bed, so I decided to quickly make my first character tonight and hopefully another one tomorrow. Anyway, I hope you like him. He is a former kittypet who became a loner after his housefolk/Twolegs moved away and abandoned him several moons ago. Upon introducing him, he had been recently hit by a monster (but not at its top velocity) and is suffering from a sprained paw and bruised ribs.) Bálor is a small tom with a dark blue (almost black) pelt with white paws, a white chest and a white spot circumferences his left eye; his left eye is sky blue, while the right is a darker shade of blue. He has a series of small, shallow scars on his muzzle and a small scar on his front right shoulder. He also possess a very long tail, long limbs, and overall a very lithe build. He is a fairly ruggedly handsome tom but his fur looks and smells like it hasn't been washed in his entire life. He is 21 moons old. (Please notify me if I am required to add anything else to his character, if I/he is indeed accepted. )
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 1, 2017 1:35:09 GMT -5
(There is a joining page Frost)
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Frost
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line in the opposite direction
Pronouns: They/them/he/her
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Post by Frost on Sept 1, 2017 1:42:30 GMT -5
(A small update to Bálor's history: Bálor was supposed to be joining his housefolk when they moved away; however he was not aware that such an event was taking place. A couple of days before his housefolk departed from their home, while Bálor was outside chasing a mouse he was hit by a monster (not at its top speed) and was knocked into a bush, suffering a sprained back leg and bruised ribs as a result of the impact. After finally have limped his way all the way back home, he realizes his housefolk all but gone (as well as almost everything inside of their den), and Bálor immediately assumes that they left him for dead. Ever since then, he has developed a great hatred for Twolegs and somewhat sympathizes towards kittypets, but at the same time regards them as mouse-brains for trusting Twolegs.)
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Frost
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line in the opposite direction
Pronouns: They/them/he/her
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Post by Frost on Sept 1, 2017 1:43:51 GMT -5
(Oops. My apologies. Would you mind copying and pasting my posts onto it and (if you want to) delete these? I only have a phone at the moment so I am unabke to copy and paste anything... If you can, that would be great. If not, I can recopy everything onto the joining forum.)
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Frost
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line in the opposite direction
Pronouns: They/them/he/her
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Post by Frost on Sept 1, 2017 1:45:20 GMT -5
(Nevermind. I can do it.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 1, 2017 2:21:53 GMT -5
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Post by Cardinalsong on Sept 1, 2017 17:42:35 GMT -5
(Smokefire, Swanpaw and Otterpaw are open)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Sept 1, 2017 17:54:31 GMT -5
all mine are open)
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Post by Rio on Sept 1, 2017 18:44:34 GMT -5
(Stormchaser and Cloudburst are both open)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2017 19:32:10 GMT -5
( I have everyone but the kits, Tallsteps and Wrencall open, I believe! Also who wants which cats to go on what type of patrol? We should rp the patrols now. )
"I hope so..." Tallsteps aid, looking back towards Swallowsong. Changing the subject, she said seriously, but a bit more brightly. "Will you be joining the patrols, or staying here? I'll probably have to stay and watch the kits of course, but I'll help where I can."
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Fernpaw's ears flattened in her head, her tail beginning to twitch. "They better not..."
"I bet they will, knowing how they work." Nightpaw said bitterly, looking at Fernpaw with a tired expression. "But Beepaw's probably right, it will just be to mess with us if they do."
"We have killed as well." Cirruspaw darkly pointed out, recalling TimberClan cats he'd seen die during the battles. "They are not past revenge."
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"I am too prepared!" Ivykit replied, her tiny tail lashing as she jumped to her feet, grinned, and launched herself back at Quailkit again with a loud battle mewl.
Kestrelkit tugged at his ears with her teeth, not but roughly enough to actually hurt him. "I'm winning!" She said.
Nettlekit strode up beside his sister and Acornkit, giving them a serious glance before tapping Kestrelkit on the shoulder, distracting her for a moment. "I'm not sure he wants to play." He stated simply, giving Acornkit a small nod, hoping he'd understand it as attack back, she's distracted.
Kestrelkit give him an annoyed look. "We are not playing, we are preparing." She stated formally, loosening her grip on the other kit while she focused on her reply.
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Wolfeyes moved away from her sister, giving her a cold look. "Go rest in the nursery, you look like you need it." She said sourly, before hurrying towards Batstar. Thrushwing and Blacktalon had spoken to him for a few minutes, before Thrushwing helped her mate towards the medicine den, deciding he was not yet well enough to help just now. The leader looked away from his parents as cats began to near him.
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Post by .:*Leaf Sama*:.™ on Sept 1, 2017 19:39:10 GMT -5
(Sorry! I was really busy yesterday and today. Anything my cat is supposed to do right now?)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2017 19:42:23 GMT -5
( Help assign patrols probably. owo Requirements are: - Herbs and prey, and anything else we can carry that may be useful- moss and water and suchlike. Each cat will go out, and do their best - but if anyone is injured, as I know many are Please be sure your wounds are checked and tended to by the medicine cats first. We cannot afford any infections. -Furthermore, every cat, young and old, should be accompanied by one other member. TimberClan may be allowing us three days, but I wouldn't put it past them to attack us while on patrol.
As from Batstar's speech ending. cx You can group some cats to work together or we could rp Batstar an Leaffeather? )
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Post by Cardinalsong on Sept 1, 2017 19:43:45 GMT -5
Fawnleap looked over at Wrencall with a concerned expression. "Maybe you should stay here and get checked out. I don't want to lose anymore friends." she said with a sigh.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Sept 1, 2017 19:44:59 GMT -5
"I probably won't. I'd like to but not while I'm so..pregnant," Swallowsong mewed, "although, if you want, I can watch the kits while you go on a patrol?"
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Post by .:*Leaf Sama*:.™ on Sept 1, 2017 19:58:17 GMT -5
(Ok thx! And yeah, we can rp Batstar and Leaffeather)
Leaffeather thought being deputy would be awesome. Then she realized all the new responsibilities she had. Sighing, she looked around camp. "Ok! We need patrols." she called out to the clan. "Wolfeyes, Softear. Take separate hunting patrols. At least 4 cats each, including yourselves. Honeydawn, take a patrol to find moss and good water locations. Everyone should take their apprenitce if on patrol." she took a deep breath and sighed. Patrols are done now.
(Not sure how this is but.....)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Sept 1, 2017 20:03:06 GMT -5
I can't read your colored text and also, please don't throw medicine cats into patrols. they determine when they need to go get things)
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Post by .:*Leaf Sama*:.™ on Sept 1, 2017 20:07:52 GMT -5
(Oh sorry... I use colored text for speach because I get confused when it is the same color )
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Sept 1, 2017 20:14:45 GMT -5
I sometimes do that too but certain colors can't be seen on the blue background)
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Post by .:*Leaf Sama*:.™ on Sept 1, 2017 20:15:49 GMT -5
(Yeah, just realized that....)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Sept 1, 2017 23:17:44 GMT -5
Xenialpaw hissed as she pondered into what was going to be Timberclan territory. The rogue unsheathed her claws, but sheathed them, kneading them as she walked. She was stressed, she missed Fallowfur deeply, and her friend Stagpaw, and found this lonely. She knew Pineclsn would be near, but she expected them to hate her as well, to her standards, she was alone.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Sept 1, 2017 23:36:19 GMT -5
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