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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 26, 2018 18:41:11 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Hey littleflower and moritcat can me and little have a apprentice/warrior romance?
☪ RP >>
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 18:45:39 GMT -5
(Sure if you'd like its ok with me and I just made Splashkit!)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 26, 2018 18:48:08 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I just thought Applepaw and thunderstone would have a really cute relationship.
☪ RP >>
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 18:49:17 GMT -5
(That'd be ok with me, would you like to rp?)
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 18:53:34 GMT -5
{ That would be okay with me as long as there is no mating/kitting until Applepaw is a warrior.
I'm really looking forward to seeing this whole dynamic of a kit being raised to be deputy! }
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Post by 🔻Puppydawg🔻 on Jan 26, 2018 18:54:06 GMT -5
Hi, was I accepted))
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 18:58:39 GMT -5
(am I allowed to have Dappled go into labour soon so that we can get on with rping the kits? I really like the character I've made for Splashkit XD)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 26, 2018 19:06:59 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Oh of course not! I wouldn't feel comfortable doing that even if in real life cats start getting pregnant at 6 months, I've seen it. My uncle actually still have one of her kittens, his name is voltron and he is kinda a grump.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 19:15:47 GMT -5
{ 🔻Puppydawg🔻 - Please refer to the joining page. Littleflower - Oh yes I am in the process of creating a medicine cat. ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ - Did you still want to claim a kit? (: }
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 19:22:32 GMT -5
(Awesome!)
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 19:49:48 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 had completely forgotten about eating through their conversation and remembering that duty was calling his name, but it wasn't unusual for him to put his own health back in the list of priorities. He smiled and gently flicked her over the ear with his tail, "Alright you can get rid of me now," he joked. He looked at the scraps of vole and felt pleased and comforted that Dappledblossom was eating and well. She was going to have his kits and be by his side for as long as they were breathing, and that thought made Milkstar purr contently. "Don't think I won't be back to check on you," he said more seriously than in a loving way.
» 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
Taking her attention off of Larchshade, Tawnymask turned around to reply to the apprentice, "Applepaw! Yes, I did. We're going for a hunting patrol down at the other side of the lake," she explained to her, "Have you seen that sleeping bear Thunderstone?" She asked, straining her neck to get a better look around camp for the warrior. She noticed Milkstar and Dappledblossom finally finishing up their conversation that must've started at dawn before she even made it out of her den and to the lake, but that wasn't going to deter her from sending out a patrol she had already begun to form. "Milkstar can just thank me later for doing his duty," Tawnymask shrugged to herself.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 19:55:40 GMT -5
Stepping close to nuzzle her mate's ear one final time, she lifted herself to her paws. Flinching as she did so, a sudden discomfort making her belly tense and roll. She winced, but thought nothing of it and straightened more. "Fine, I'll be quick when I go hunting then," Dappledblossom purred in a playful response, her rounded belly continuing to shiver and tense up. For now the pain wasn't too intense, but the discomfort was becoming more apparent as she struggled to find her footing as she turned back for the nursery.
Thunderstone slipped from the nursery at a steady pace, his eyes heavy from having been on a late patrol and the sleep had evaded him largely. He nodded his head to his leader as he past the tom and the queen, and flicked his ears when he caught the sound of his name on Tawnymask's tongue and approached with a grumble. "What's happening?" he asked with a yawn. The large tom's tail twitching from side to side.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 19:57:15 GMT -5
(I hope you don't mind Morti, but in my head I was going to have Splashkit be really a little daddy's girl and really close to Milkstar? would that be ok? I just like the idea of the shy, sweet little kitten with her sort of stoic father)
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 26, 2018 20:46:15 GMT -5
» OOC || Eep I feel so bad for leaving people hanging. I'll try to be more active, and maybe learn how to roleplay from my phone. Yep, I'm still up for claiming a kit. ||
» LARCHSHADE | CAMP | TAWNYMASK, THUNDERSTONE, APPLEPAW ˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ .•*˜˜*•. ˜”*°•.˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜ Larchshade's eyes widened when Tawnymask mentioned the bear. She knew that the question wasn't directed at her, but she could hear. She had a sort of curiosity that longed to be satisfied, but she pushed it aside. She didn't like the sound of a sleeping bear on their territory either. It sounded like danger, and danger wasn't good for the Clan. Especially with kits arriving. The dark furred she cat turned around, glancing in the direction of the nursery. Her heart shook in fear for the kits, yet she couldn't help but feel envy. She did want to be next in line, but she wasn't too keen in hurrying to show leader like qualities. Still discovering herself, she needed time, and time she may not have. She decided she would just wait patiently and stop thinking about what she wanted. To prove herself worthy. She thought about the bear again.
The warrior shifted her feet, anxious to get going. Now that Thunderstone was here, they could probably go on their patrol.
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Post by Sierra on Jan 26, 2018 20:50:29 GMT -5
{ Hey! All my cats (warrior, apprentice, elder) are open for rp! }
• Sparrowpelt • Elder • Elder's Den/Clearing • Open // Open
Sparrowpelt yawned tiredly as he blinked open his eyes. He didn't remember falling asleep, though he supposed it was quite common for elders to not remember things or fall asleep at inopportune moments. Hearing a small growl from his stomach, he wrinkled his small, brown nose, and dragged himself to the entrance of the den. The sunlight peered through the roots, and he narrowed his eyes at the blinding annoyance. "Charming view," he muttered unenthusiastically and hauntingly. Growling under his breath (he had never been a morning type of cat), he craned his neck in an attempt to see if there were any available apprentices to boss around. "When will they learn," he bemoaned, "that I like my fresh-kill in the morning? Youngsters these days! They have no class nor respect."
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 21:09:24 GMT -5
» A N N O U N C E M E N T
I first wanted to say thank you to everyone who has joined so far, or will be joining us soon; you are very much appreciated and important to the coming plots and stories to come with WillowClan, and I hope you feel included in this roleplay. Feel free to contact me if you don't feel like you're being heard or included and I'd be happy to try to fix things. Another thing I would like to remind everyone is that I do assign mentors and apprentices how I see fit. Current mentor-apprentice pairings include; Brightfall & Snookpaw, Sagefrost and Dustpaw, Thunderstone & Applepaw, and Rainshimmer and Rowanpaw. Please make sure that you take your assigned apprentice out on a few training sessions or out on patrols. Now, to get into the plot that is coming up. As you may or may not have noticed, Milkstar has been having visions of the lake drying up. It is critical we fill up the other two medicine cat spots for the coming plot, as the lake will in fact be drying up as Greenleaf comes. There will be a major loss of water sources and there will be extreme heat. Due to the lake drying up, there will be little to no fish, a major source of prey for WillowClan. Surviving off of small pools of water from the lake and the prey that's available that hasn't already left the forest to head towards other waters, WillowClan will suffer losses from dehydration and starvation. Nature is violent and brutal, and with there being little water and extreme heat, there will be a forest fire that ultimately wipes away what the Clan has known for countless seasons and there will need to be a decision made if they make a journey to a new camp or wait for Greenleaf to pass. As this is a major event with territory devastation, I ask that you prepare to choose one or two cats to be injured or die in these upcoming moons. I am not asking you to kill off your favorite character, but to be realistic of the circumstances.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 21:11:44 GMT -5
(Actually sounds pretty awesome the poor kits though having to be raised in a drought)
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 26, 2018 21:23:09 GMT -5
|| That seems like a fun plot idea. I think I just missed the chance to claim a kit, so I guess I'll try to find another way to possibly play a part in the plot. I wouldn't mind if any of my characters get injured, since that's nature. As for die, I'd have to think about that. ||
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 21:24:53 GMT -5
(No! theres still two left to spare, Morti said Dappled could have 4-5, so you're welcome to have one!)[/ ]
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 21:26:06 GMT -5
{ ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ - You definitely didn't miss out on that chance; it is yours! }
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 26, 2018 21:26:34 GMT -5
|| Thanks. Should I make a new post in the joining thread or edit my existing post to add the kit? ||
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 21:52:03 GMT -5
{ ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ - Either is fine, I don't really mind. (: Littleflower - Aww, I love that idea of Splashkit trying to be close to Milkstar like that. }
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 21:55:41 GMT -5
(Aww, only trying? DX poor kitten, are we ok to rp the kitting now btw?)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 26, 2018 21:58:31 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> What if since Emberkit is going to be Deputy Milkstar maybe treats her differently so she becomes a momma's girl.
☪ RP >>
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 22:00:46 GMT -5
(I liked the idea of Splash being more of a father's girl XD don't know why thought it was cute. Poor Dappled, none of her kits seem to like her best so far
Edit: did you mean ember be a momma's girl?)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 26, 2018 22:01:51 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Yes
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 22:04:11 GMT -5
(Ah, sorry about that XD misread)
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 22:07:35 GMT -5
» M i l k s t a r • C a m p S p a r r o w p e l t
Milkstar remembered that before he had become busy with his mate he was headed towards the elder's and warrior's den to discuss plans with his advisers. Luckily enough, he saw Sparrowpelt emerging from the elder's den. "Ah, perfect. I have something to talk with him about," he thought. His dream was still in the back of his head, and had left him with questions he felt he needed answers to that Sparrowpelt could provide. It was a long shot, sure, but Milkstar wanted to take a realistic approach to this and find answers that would make sense.
"Good morning Sparrowpelt," he called out in a friendly voice to the tom-cat, "looking forward to some kits under your paws?" he asked jokingly, his whiskers twitching. The tom had seen many seasons of kits; he had seen all of WillowClan's current warriors grow up, and had seen been there to see Milkstar's own mother be chosen deputy.
» 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
Finally having the other three cats together, Tawnymask felt ready to leave camp. "Hey big furball," she greeted Thunderstone, "Larcshade and your apprentice over there," she motioned with her tail towards Applepaw, "and I are going along on a hunting patrol and you're coming with us," she instructed, not looking for any argument. "I say we should go to the other side of the lake and hunt the land prey near the stream," she suggests, though she glances at each cat for their own input on the patrol.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 26, 2018 22:09:29 GMT -5
{ Yes you can go along with the kitting! Twistedfoot is the medicine cat. Oh that's a great idea. Milkstar is maybe more hard on her than the rest which drives her away from him and more towards her mother? }
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 22:17:08 GMT -5
(it just struck me, Milk, you're aware Thunder is 62 moons old? that's a bit of a weird age difference)
The massive tom merely chuckled at the bossiness of the younger cat, not in the mood to argue for the sheer sake of an argument, his tailtip twitched from side to side in amusement. Flicking his ears as he nosed a greeting to his apprentice, a sweet cat who he had so far very much enjoyed the opportunity to train to become a warrior, she showed promise and was eager to learn. Though admittedly she had a fair amount left to learn before she would earn her warrior name.
Regarding the warrior, Thunderstone nodded in agreement, though he only listened in an half attentive, absent minded manner. His eyes watching the birds overhead, and listening to the sounds of the water lapping at the shores of the lake. He was restless and bored, eager for the chance to get out of camp once again and wake himself up, free his bones from the aching they had accumulated after a night of struggling to sleep. "I'm up for that," he responded when she was finished. Though in honesty he had only heard about half of what she had said.
Flinching as she lifted herself to her paws, the queen struggled with the pain which seemed to be slowly infiltrating her system. This was her first litter, and she had never experienced pain like this before so she could guess what was happening. All the same panic struck her as she turned in the direction of the medicine cat den. For a moment she contemplated turning back to her mate, to let him know what she believed was going on. But he was gone by the time she looked back, and didn't wish to further disturb him from his duties. Grimacing obviously, she slipped into the medicine cat den, searching for Twistedfoot.
"Twistedfoot?" she called, a degree of worry apparent to her tone. "I think I need help," she whimpered.
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