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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 22:58:45 GMT -5
Settling beside him, not taking it to heart his less then kind approach to her, she was used to it and knew his reasoning for it, even if it did sometimes hurt her a little. She carried his kits in her belly, it wasn’t like the clan wouldn’t understand a little bias at a time like this, she merely sighed and didn’t voice this aloud. Dappledblossom loved the tom, and even if he did have strange ways of showing it sometimes, she knew he loved her too. Wrapping her tail over the swell of her stomach, she looked down at it for a moment. Thinking to herself about the imminent arrival of their litter, and a chill of worry seemed to crawl up her spine and she flinched at some unknown thought, not entirely sure what it was herself. She shook her head and looked to him with a slight chuckle.
“We’re both getting old mouse brain,” Dappledblossom replied trying to push the fears from her mind, though the truth was apparent on her beautiful dark face. “Soon enough our little ones will be getting on our paws and making us all too aware of that fact.” She told him, purring at the image which lit her mind at the mere thought of her mate with his kits. She knew it would be his first, even if she wasn’t his first mate. .
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 22, 2018 23:02:52 GMT -5
|| monarch Sure! I think Brightfall and Snookpaw could go out on a training session, unless you've got another idea. ||
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Post by monarch on Jan 22, 2018 23:07:46 GMT -5
(Works for me! Do you wanna start?)
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 23, 2018 0:08:51 GMT -5
» OOC || monarch I think I can. Let's go fishing! Somehow I've never typed up a longer roleplay post than the one below in my life. || » BRIGHTFALL | ELM STREAM | SNOOKPAW ˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ .•*˜˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ Brightfall led Snookpaw to the Elm Stream. He knew that it was a common spot for apprentices to hunt and he felt he could teach various hunting techniques there. The gentle lapping of the water was a welcome greeting and even now his eyes still light up with wonder when he gazed into the clear water. He learned to hunt there and he felt a strong fascination and connection on that very first day. Now he would pass on all his knowledge to his apprentice. The thought made him proud. He would never be a leader or a medicine cat, but he would serve his clan the best he could. In that moment, the warrior thought he saw his destiny- a path shining in front of him with all the choices he would ever make, He was undaunted by the unknown, he would tread his path carefully and hopefully make StarClan proud. Whatever that meant to him. He finished reflecting on his life and cleared his throat. "This is the Elm Stream," Brightfall said as he turned to face Snookpaw. He pointed to the stream with his tail. "I'm pretty sure I've taken you here before, but here we are again! Today, we will work on fishing techniques. You'd soon be the best hunter StarClan's ever seen!" He realized he may have not needed to bring up the warrior ancestors every time he wanted to teach something, but he wanted to be positive. Snookpaw had a lot of potential and Brightfall may have been a bit worried that he wouldn't be able to bring out the warrior in her. He was however, encouraging and always looked on the bright side. monarch
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Post by monarch on Jan 23, 2018 0:19:11 GMT -5
Snookpaw had followed Brightfall in silence, an unusual concept to her on most days. However, the slender apprentice had found herself reflecting on things on their walk. Specifically her apprenticeship. The she-cat had just been named an apprentice about a moon ago and didn't want to admit that sometimes she missed the nursery and longed to be a kit again, but she knew that she had to suck it up and put that behind her. It also helped that she had received Brightfall as a mentor. The reddish colored warrior was still fairly young, so he could actually relate to Snookpaw, and it was a boost that he was a naturally optimistic cat. I could've been stuck with someone like Darkshadow. She thought to herself with a slight shudder. That guy gave her the creeps.
When they reached the stream, Snookpaw could feel her blue eyes widen slightly. She had always been fascinated with the water, appropriate considering that she had been named after a type of fish. She turned her gaze onto Brightfall and smiled broadly at the tom. "You betcha I'll be the best hunter ever!" She chirped excitedly. She awkwardly lowered herself into a crouch, she had only been fishing once before and forgot the proper technique. Oh mouse-dung! I forgot how to position myself. She realized in a slight panic, hoping Brightfall wouldn't notice.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 0:29:33 GMT -5
» M i l k s t a r • C a m p D a p p l e d b l o s s o m
He felt blessed and lucky to have served his clan for as many seasons as he had so far, and appreciative that he had finally found someone he loved to settle down with. After the unexpected death of his mother Featherstar, Milkstar had become leader more quickly than he had imagined. As a deputy he had already lost a mate and Featherstar had been lenient on allowing him time to recuperate, but once she passed the tom let his duty of picking a mate and naming a successor be put on low priority. He tried not to think about what would happen if the Clan was left without him and a trusted deputy, but thoughts are thoughts and sometimes they cannot be pushed away. Realistically, he knew that the elders would manage to council a senior warrior on how to run the clan until his kits were old enough, but there was still that nagging thought that his clan would perish in such a situation, all due to his mess of priorities.
"I can't wait to see them grow into such wonderful warriors as their mother," Milkstar purred to Dappledblossom. His whiskers twitched as he considered how to bring this question up without making it seem worrisome. Rewording it over and over in his head the tom finally gave her a curious look, "Do you ever have really vivid dreams, where you can taste the air, feel your heartbeat," he paused, giving it some more thought, "feel almost alive?"
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 0:44:19 GMT -5
Purring at his words, she settled down into a lying position to try and find a comfortable position in which to sit. She flicked her ears back at the swell of her belly with a chuckle, "We're going to have our pawsfull, I can tell." Dappledblossom said with a chuckle, "They never seem to stop."
The queens eyes dashed dark for a moment, as though blinded by the images his question brought to her mind, her worst fears coming true before her all at once, piling on top of her. Her mate dying, her kits dying, selfish dreams as they might have been, they terrified her. She pressed closer to her mate instinctually, flinching at the thought and terrified by the sight. Wrapping her tail around the swell of her belly in a protective manner, her dreams had always been plagued with nightmares since she was just a kit. An overactive imagination, little more, but they had worsened since the news that she was carrying.
“Occasionally,” was her answer when she at last gave one. On anyone else’s tongue the word would have sounded carefree or maybe even amused, but the way she buried her head into her mate’s shoulder in that brief second said it was something else. Though she quickly pulled her face away, not wishing to make him uncomfortable or annoyed by her displays of open affection. “But they never come true.”
And I’m not going to let them.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 6:32:00 GMT -5
Bump?
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 22:07:17 GMT -5
{ Hello everyone! }
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 22:07:42 GMT -5
(good evening!)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 23, 2018 22:23:45 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I don't want to be rude but has someone already taken the kit chosen to be deputy yet?
☪ RP >>
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 23, 2018 22:25:48 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> littleflower is Dappledblossom pregnant?
☪ RP >>
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 22:26:24 GMT -5
» M i l k s t a r • C a m p D a p p l e d b l o s s o m
He nodded at her words, imagining a life filled with rambunctious kits yearning to explore every inch of their new world, getting into all sorts of mischief as young cats do and learning from their mistakes. He had seen so many queens raising kits in WillowClan, mostly all courageous warriors as well as fierce mothers, and countless toms who had been there to raise their young and support their mates through the strains of raising kits and in some unfortunate cases, going through the brutal stages of grief and loss together when unfortunate circumstances arose. Milkstar knew he could try the best to his abilities to be a great father, but that his place in the clan was different, and he had to lead the clan and orchestrate patrols and be respected, and that that often got in the way of leaders having fulfilling relationships with their own kin. But Milkstar wasn't going to let that happen, or at least he would make a conscious effort to be there. "I'm lucky to have Dappledblossom - so understanding - at least I hope she is," he thought.
He wasn't sure she did understand his dreams, however, as he listened to Dappledblossom and watched her body language he found himself conflicted with the possibility that his dreams may have more meaning than just fluff and berries that have no meaning, and that they could be significant. "That's right," he assured, "they don't come true". With the way that the she-cat buried her head into him and wrapped her tail around her belly, he considered that while she must be overjoyed to have kits, and to love the little warriors that would soon be latching to her belly, she was also terrified of what may come.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 22:26:55 GMT -5
{ ♡ Bun ♡ - No it hasn't been chosen yet. EDIT: Dappledblossom is pregnant with Milkstar's kits. }
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 23, 2018 22:36:07 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Can I rp one of Their kits? if their are any open?
☪ RP >>
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 22:36:40 GMT -5
(Imma warn you now morti, you kill the adorable fluff ball which is Milkstar and you and I will be having words)
Straightening herself, and scolding herself inwardly for her ridiculous display she bowed her head apologetically, “I’m sorry for being ridiculous,” she told him with a rumbling sigh. She was all too aware of the role her kits would play in this clan, and the risks which would come with carrying such a legacy on their shoulders. The queen shifted from one paw to the other, as though trying to shake the concerns from her head but struggling to. Dappledblossom was all too aware that her mate would always belong to the clan more than he did to her, but now she faced the same idea with the kits she would soon bare and it worried her.
Managing a smile she looked back at her mate with a sly grin, “Considering who their parents are they’ll be getting themselves into plenty of trouble I’m sure.”
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 22:42:59 GMT -5
{ ♡ Bun ♡ - Oh yes of course, I'm thinking Dappledblossom would have 4 or 5 kits and anyone who wants one could claim a single kit. Littleflower - We will see. >;-) }
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 22:46:25 GMT -5
(grr)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 23, 2018 22:50:16 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Yay!!! CAn I possibly have the chosen kit? I haven't been a deputy in a while.
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 23, 2018 22:50:46 GMT -5
» OOC || Anyone open to RP? I've got Larchshade and Darkshadow open. Also I'd be interested in claiming a kit, if that's okay. ||
» BRIGHTFALL | ELM STREAM | SNOOKPAW ˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ .•*˜˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ Brightfall simply nodded back before he turned to observe in silence. He watched Snookpaw lower herself in the hunting crouch and he held his breath as he watched. So far, the apprentice was doing good. Brightfall wanted to applaud or throw in some quieter encouragement but he didn't want to scare off potential prey. He was impressed with her skill, but her stance did need some refinement. He waited in silence, calm and neutral. Only then did his eyes widen. Not in shock or anger, but rather embarrassment for both Snookpaw and himself. Sure, she had only fished once. But Brightfall thought he taught her the correct stance. His thoughts trailed off and he wondered what he would say to the young apprentice. He understood how hard training could be when starting out, and he didn't want to sound rude. He knew that excessive rudeness wouldn't get a cat far.
The warrior decided he would just tell her. Despite being open in both words and expression, he concluded that the best way to go would be to leave out half his thoughts. He was pretty sure his mentor did the same back when he was an apprentice. His mentor helped him, and now it was his turn to help Snookpaw. It was his destiny to be a great warrior, right? And Snookpaw, she too was destined for greatness. Brightfall believed that every cat was important and had a great path, or at least every cat he got along with did.
"Your crouch looks good!" He called out. "And it's only your second time. You're doing great," he added. "Although it does need a bit of work. Lower yourself closer to the ground, with your tail above the ground where it can't rustle any leaves. Put more weight on your front paws, but keep your back paws steady. Lean forward slightly. You've got it down, right?" Brightfall lowered himself to demonstrate the crouch, leaning forward slightly and placing his paws. He steadied himself and lifted the end of his tail just above the grass. He stayed in the stance for a moment, to hopefully let the information sink through.
"Now you try. You can do it!" He encouraged.
monarch
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 23:28:58 GMT -5
» M i l k s t a r • C a m p D a p p l e d b l o s s o m
Milkstar intertwined his tail around his mate's tail, a simple motion of affection but he hoped one that would mend the situation, "Nothing to be sorry about," He replied untruthfully as he looked anxiously around the camp at his clan-mates, illogical thoughts forming a sticky bee-hive in his mind telling him that he was being judged. As realistic and clear-headed Milkstar might appear when in the front lines and being a warrior, the tom had his fair share of insecurities and thoughts that may seem irrational to some, but to him caused great anxiety when he got too much into his own head.
He chuckled, his whiskers twitching along with his ears as he pictured the bunch, "I imagine if they're anything like we were when we were kits they'll already be ready to see the stream by the time their eyes open," he joked. Overlooking Dappledblossom, the tom realized how he had been keeping her from getting back to her nest, "What are we doing out here! We have to get you back into that warm den," he fretted over her, "Are you hungry?" he asked his mate, typical worrisome questions that you might expect except for that Milkstar made them seem like life or death instead of casual.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 23:32:07 GMT -5
{ ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ - Is it alright if I put Larchshade in a patrol? Also absolutely, the spot is yours. ♡ Bun ♡ - Nobody else has really shown interest in it so I'll remember to reserve that spot for you. (: }
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 23, 2018 23:33:47 GMT -5
|| Sure, you can. Thanks! ||
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 23:34:21 GMT -5
“For the love of StarClan, Milkstar,” she purred with laughter. “You’d think that you had never been around a pregnant queen before, I’m not entirely useless,” she said with a purr. Appreciating his touch, even if it was as small as an entwined tail, she was all too aware of how uncomfortable about being direct with such gestures that the tom tended to be. Though her dark fur did fluff up against the cold blowing winds, she was enjoying being outside of the nursery, the freedom was nice to her, for she was all too aware it would be soon severely limited when the kits were born. They’d need her constant attention for days before she was able to leave them for a while, and wanted to enjoy her peace for a little longer.
But she did add to the end, “though I wouldn’t sat no to something to eat if you fancied sharing something?”
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 23:41:00 GMT -5
» T a w n y m a s k • C a m p A p p l e p a w / T h u n d e r s t o n e / L a r c h s h a d e
The morning at the lake had been quite enough for her in terms of solitude, but now the she-cat was yearning for something exhilarating; something that made her feel useful. Making her way back into camp from the lake, a rather short walk, the she-cat surveyed her clan-mates. Some appeared too lazy to be of any help or too into their conversations to want to be whisked away. "Oh great Stars, I'll form a patrol," she decided, flustered. "Applepaw, Thunderstone," she called out, expecting the pair to be somewhere nearby, "Larchshade?" Tawnymask called out the name of the talkative, furry she-cat that looked half lioness.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 23, 2018 23:41:16 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I need help with names, lol So I have Cherrykit (Cherrywish), Emberkit (Emberblossom), Maplekit (Mapleleaf), Sorrelkit (Sorrel?)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 23, 2018 23:45:35 GMT -5
(I love Emberkit, though would it be weird for the kit and mother to share a suffix?)
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Post by Morticat on Jan 23, 2018 23:59:00 GMT -5
{ I also like Emberkit or Cherrykit. I think having the same suffix can be a nice homage to the parents. }
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 24, 2018 0:00:16 GMT -5
» OOC || . || » LARCHSHADE | CAMP | TAWNYMASK ˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ .•*˜˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ Larchshade sat somewhere in a more shady area of the camp. She liked the mild darkness and the way her pelt blended into the shadowed trees. She surveyed the area with her sharp gaze,, taking in all the loose leaves, intricate bark, the forms of cats minging... She quietly sighed, before turning away from the scenes. She always took note of the details in her life, something rather strange for her character. Her eyes were vivid and so was her memory. She remembered seasons, from her kithood all the way to where she was now. She reflected on what she saw, enjoying it as if it were a tasty morsel of fresh-kill. Despite her secret pleasure, she desperately wanted to be out and about. The deputy wasn't appointed yet, or in that matter, born yet. Patrols seemed to be less frequent. So when she heard her name called, she wished with her heart that it would be a patrol. She was excited, but that wasn't what it sounded like. "Yes? Who's there?" The thick furred she cat snapped, annoyed that she'd been distracted from her seeing. If it wasn't a conversation or something useful, she would be sorely disappointed. Larchshade rose and stretched out her legs before she padded in the direction of the voice. "Oh it's only you, Tawnymask." She didn't apologize, but quickly realized that she probably should have. She reminded herself to do so later. Morticat
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 24, 2018 0:13:35 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I think i might go with Emberkit and do Cherry as another character.
☪ RP >>
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