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Post by 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎 on Mar 6, 2018 21:16:19 GMT -5
Ooc: Hi Moony! Very sorry I haven't been online. I haven't been getting notifications from this roleplay for some reason. I will try to be active more, thanks for tagging me xD.
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Post by Paws on Mar 7, 2018 12:48:39 GMT -5
(( I'm gonna wait for Owl to unfreeze Shellpaw ))
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Post by Paws on Mar 7, 2018 12:49:33 GMT -5
(( That's okay, guys! I totally understand, just be fairly active and you're good to go ^^ ))
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Mar 7, 2018 22:17:26 GMT -5
|| I might be able to get in a post. Some of my characters are frozen, but I'll try to respond to the ones who aren't. ||
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 12, 2018 18:32:45 GMT -5
Both of mine are frozen, should I just unfreeze them??))
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Post by Paws on Mar 13, 2018 10:57:37 GMT -5
(( Yeah, I suppose so. ))
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 13, 2018 15:14:57 GMT -5
((Alright, starting over!)) Scoterpaw lazily batted a moss-ball between his paws, driven by boredom. He’d been observing the Clan, which was rather empty for some reason. The apprentice groaned, flopping onto his side. This would be a long day.
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Post by Paws on Mar 13, 2018 15:49:43 GMT -5
Summerpaw yawned a big yawn and perked her ears, noticing Scoterpaw. "Hey, Scoterpaw," she mewed in the tired voice. "How's it going?"
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 13, 2018 17:31:04 GMT -5
“Soooo bored.” Scoterpaw complained. “But at least I’m not half asleep like you.” He teased, batting the moss-ball over to Summerpaw. (( Paws I’m a gryffinpuff lol))
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Post by Paws on Mar 13, 2018 18:10:55 GMT -5
"You look like you've swallowed fifteen poppy seeds," Summerpaw's mouth went up ina tiny smirk. She gave the moss-ball a little punch back.
(( Haha, I'm actually a gryffindor but I feel like inside I'm a Slytherin so yup ))
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 19:34:50 GMT -5
ooc: have 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎's characters been deleted? she is leaving. (i'm her other account)
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Post by Paws on Mar 14, 2018 7:42:29 GMT -5
(( Yup ^^ Thanks for letting me know. ))
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 14, 2018 16:06:06 GMT -5
“It was actually fourteen.” Scoterpaw reorted, continuing the banter. He sat up to hit the moss-ball, making it go airborne.
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Post by 🔻Puppydawg🔻 on Mar 14, 2018 17:18:07 GMT -5
Hello!)
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Post by Paws on Mar 15, 2018 7:03:36 GMT -5
(( Hi Thorn! ^^ ))
Summerpaw held out her paw and leaped, flicked her paw to make the mossball go down to Scoterpaw. "Betcha can't shoot the moss-ball through that crevice," she dared, pointing with her tail to a crack in the stone no wider that a cat's paw.
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 15, 2018 20:06:56 GMT -5
“Oh yeah? Betcha I can.” Scoterpaw challenged, gripping the moss-ball and chucking it at the stone. It flew in the air, then bounced ineffectively off of the rock. “Shoot,” he snorted. “That was kind of lame.”
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Post by Paws on Mar 16, 2018 14:34:06 GMT -5
"Well duh," Summperpaw laughed, tossing the moss-ball in the air, catching it, and hurled it at the rock. It hit right above the crack, falling to the ground. "I guess that was kinda lame too..." she flattened her ears, dissapointed.
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 18, 2018 11:11:55 GMT -5
“That’s okay,” Scoterpaw snorted, “we both failed together.” He rolled the moss-ball under his paw thoughtfully, spotting a fallen bird’s nest. He grinned, racing over to it, and propped it onto the rock wall so that it was above his head. He sat down, pushing the moss-ball back to Summerpaw. “Now what you have to do is shoot the ball into the nest.” He sat down, pleased with his invention.
Even Scooterpaw’s in the March madness spirit))
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Post by Paws on Mar 18, 2018 12:02:17 GMT -5
"Ahhhhhh," Summerpaw mused, tilting her head slightly with an interested expression. "I can beat you at that!" She whacked the moss-ball, sending it flying over straight into the bird's nest. "Ah, StarClan," she called when the moss-ball got snagged in the nest. "Can you get it out?" she said the Scoterpaw.
(( Summerpaw's more of the march sadness, lol ))
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Sandstorm
Firepaw, Fernpaw and Beachpaw {note to myself}
Pronouns: she/her/them/they/it
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Post by Sandstorm on Mar 19, 2018 19:21:12 GMT -5
Oh my hey guys.
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Post by 🔻Puppydawg🔻 on Mar 19, 2018 19:49:42 GMT -5
♦️CAT♦️CLAN♦️WHERE/ RELPLYING TO♦️ TEXT
OUT OF ROLEPLAY Sand!!!!!!!
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Post by Paws on Mar 20, 2018 19:52:15 GMT -5
(( *gasp* SAND YOU'RE ALIVE!!!!! ))
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Post by 🔻Puppydawg🔻 on Mar 20, 2018 19:53:17 GMT -5
♦️CAT♦️CLAN♦️WHERE/ RELPLYING TO♦️ TEXT
OUT OF ROLEPLAY She off now you know that right (not to be rude))
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Post by Stormwing on Mar 20, 2018 20:28:05 GMT -5
Scoterpaw stood under the nest, batting at it with his paw. It was a couple of good whacks until the moss-ball popped out, and he picked it up to stand by Summerpaw. He turned around and threw the moss-ball backwards, spinning around quickly to watch it. It went way off-course, bouncing across the ground and into the original crevice. "Yesssss!" Scoterpaw cried. "What skill! What finesse!" In all honesty he thought the situation was hilarious.
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Post by 🔻Puppydawg🔻 on Mar 21, 2018 7:06:07 GMT -5
"Me too; if there's a flash flood and any kits or elders get hurt and we don't have any herbs for them, the poor kit might die." she licked a paw. "Lucky the medicine cat den is just high enough to avoid that." “Very true!” She purred.
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Post by Paws on Mar 23, 2018 18:00:12 GMT -5
"Do you think there'll be a flood sooner or later?" Coconut continued, looking at the gulls landing on the sand. "We aren't exactly ready."
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Post by 🔻Puppydawg🔻 on Mar 23, 2018 18:35:08 GMT -5
“I’m not sure, my leader I hope not soon” Said the medicine cat.
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Post by Paws on Mar 24, 2018 7:42:53 GMT -5
"Me neither." Coconut gave her paw another lick, mesmerized by gulls landing on the beach.
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Post by Paws on Mar 24, 2018 7:45:15 GMT -5
Scoterpaw stood under the nest, batting at it with his paw. It was a couple of good whacks until the moss-ball popped out, and he picked it up to stand by Summerpaw. He turned around and threw the moss-ball backwards, spinning around quickly to watch it. It went way off-course, bouncing across the ground and into the original crevice. "Yesssss!" Scoterpaw cried. "What skill! What finesse!" In all honesty he thought the situation was hilarious (( Whoops I missed your response X3 )) Summerpaw sat back and twitched her tail in amusement. "You loon," she giggled. "I could've done it without all the fancy show-off moves you did!"
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