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Post by Jekyll on Apr 6, 2018 14:04:19 GMT -5
Okay. When is Jade normally on??))
Where can I jump into the rp))
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Post by Jade on Apr 7, 2018 7:13:37 GMT -5
(Hello! I heard my name! What can I do for you? :3)
With a last nod to Graymoon, Ashwing shifted her weight and shuffled back a few steps, the combination of her practiced movements, soft snow, and pure good fortune lending near-silence to her paws. "Lead the way," she whispered to Sparrowpaw, her voice barely more than a breath above the light wind filtering through the crags. After a moment's thought, she added, "I'll be right behind you."
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 7, 2018 7:22:41 GMT -5
(Hello! I heard my name! What can I do for you? :3) With a last nod to Graymoon, Ashwing shifted her weight and shuffled back a few steps, the combination of her practiced movements, soft snow, and pure good fortune lending near-silence to her paws. "Lead the way," she whispered to Sparrowpaw, her voice barely more than a breath above the light wind filtering through the crags. After a moment's thought, she added, "I'll be right behind you." My cat has a crush on your cat and I was wondering if later on in the future they could possibly become mates))
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Post by Jade on Apr 7, 2018 7:35:06 GMT -5
Ooh yeah, definitely! I love a good romance!)
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 7, 2018 7:38:15 GMT -5
Ok! Could my cat and FlameFrost do an rp?? I haven't rped yet so...))
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Post by bumblingbee on Apr 8, 2018 0:42:58 GMT -5
Sparrowpaw took a deep breath and kept his tail down, as he was told. Normally, he'd hate being told what to do. But something like this needed his full attention and he doesn't want anyone to get hurt just because he was grouchy. He nodded to his mentor in acknowledgement and tread carefully among the snow as to not make any noise. He circled to the right.
'I hope this thing isn't gonna give us too much trouble...' Sparrowpaw thought to himself.
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Post by Jade on Apr 8, 2018 7:18:32 GMT -5
(I’m going to let Cloud reply before I post with Ashwing again, just because I have no idea what we’re facing here)
(@squirrelflight99 Sure! Just so you know, though, Flamefrost is a little clueless when it comes to ~romance~, so she may not pick up on it at first x3 Maybe they can go hunting or something? Or else run into each other while they’re both out wandering on the territory?)
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 8, 2018 15:17:04 GMT -5
I wouldn't mind them running into each other while wandering. Could you start the rp??))
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Post by Jade on Apr 9, 2018 6:38:24 GMT -5
Ashwing blinked, waiting a moment more before she stepped out into the open to examine the rabbit. She sniffed warily, her eyes narrowed, before calling, “You can come out, Sparrowpaw!” She glanced at Graymoon. “What’s the scent around it? I don’t recognize the animal that made this kill...”
Flamefrost let out a contented sigh as she heaved herself up the last few tail lengths and her head broke through the sparse canopy of the tree in which she was perched. Her eyes glimmered with delight, and she tilted her head back to let the wind brush over her face the way it only ever did several dozen feet off the ground. “Good morning, beautiful,” She whispered to the territory sprawling out below her.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 9, 2018 6:50:02 GMT -5
RunePool was in the forest when a familiar and enchanting scent wafted over him. FlameFrost's scent. Following the scent he found himself at the foot of a tree. He looked up the trunk before leaping up and embedding his claws into the soft bark. With that he heaved himself up until his head too broke through the leaves of the tree. "Hello FlameFrost." He meowed to the she-cat, she was on the other side of the trunk from him.
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Post by Fireburst on Apr 9, 2018 8:30:21 GMT -5
"Well," Silverfern thought, "that was anticlimactic." Rolling his eyes, he lowered his head and picked up his bundle of leaves before making his way back to camp. He stopped at the edge of the forest and gazed out over the tundra. "Why does it always have to be so cold?" He mumbled to himself through his bundle of leaves. He hastily made his way to the cave and focused his blue eyes as they adjusted to the darkness. Silverfern slowly padded towards the medicine den. Before entering he turns his head to view the camp. "It's unusually quiet today." He thought. "I'll check in on Graymoon and Ashwing later to see if there might be some way I could be useful. It's more fun than sitting in an empty den!" He entered the Medicine Cat's Den and walked towards the second, connected room he used for storing herbs. He set the bundle of dried oak leaves on the ground, between some comfrey root and his dwindling supply of lamb's ear. His eyes narrowed in dismay as he realized he would soon have to venture to the mountains to replenish his stock.
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Post by foxstride on Apr 9, 2018 10:50:21 GMT -5
[ ooc: hey there! You might want to consider a joining page at some point to keep things clear, but no rush, and whatever works for you I hope this works, I want to give the chance for others to write kits with a queen at the ready.Screen name: spiderwhisker Name: Blossomfeather Age: 47 moons old Gender: She-Cat Rank: Queen Description (full sentences please): A white she-cat with brown and ginger splotches, and green eyes. Personality (full sentences please): Soft-hearted and kind, Blossomfeather puts others before herself, though this causes problems; she feels guilty about eating when the fresh-kill pile is low, and she would sacrifice her own duties for others. She wishes to stay in the nursery as long as possible. Mate/crush/family: [Mate Open, just ping me]; Cherrykit (daughter), up to 2 other kits open for anybody who'd like them and pings me, if that's okay (name suggestions: Dapplekit, Finchkit) Are you willing to mentor an apprentice (if warrior): n/a Other: If possible, she'd like to be a permanent queen to help other queens. She'd also be willing to adopt kits. Screen name: spiderwhisker Name: Cherrykit Age: 5 moons old Gender: Tom Rank: Kit Description (full sentences please): A white tom with ginger splotches, one brown patch behind his left ear, and green eyes. Personality (full sentences please): Curious and eager, Cherrykit can't wait to explore MoonClan's territory, and wants to be the best fighter there ever was. He's impulsive and reckless though, and quite a lot to handle. Mate/crush/family: Blossomfeather (mother); 2 littermates. Are you willing to mentor an apprentice (if warrior): n/a Other: n/a ]
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Pansexual
Little meow meow
Often around but Rp posts come in a single batch per day.
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Post by Little meow meow on Apr 9, 2018 12:25:02 GMT -5
Screen name: Ashcloud Name: Ashcloud Age: 37 moons Gender: Tom Rank: Warrior Description (full sentences please): Ashcloud is a massive tri-colored cat, his back bearing a dark stripe of black from his head to the tip of his tail where it ever so faintly lightens. The majority of his fur is an ash gray hue, where he earned his namesake of ash, whilst a stark white plume of fur grows around his neck, extending to his underbelly and continuing along the underside of his tail. Additionally, he has thin tabby striped markings, matching the stripe of his back in color, along his legs and face and each of his paws bears a white dipped appearance. Finally, his eyes are a sharp golden coloration, often half lidded in contentment. Personality (full sentences please): A jovial cat, Ashcloud errs on the side of good-humor and that of an easy-going temperament. He can be somewhat vain and spends quite a bit of time on his appearance, otherwise tending towards laziness during peaceful time. Despite this, he is a loyal cat and quick to aid his clan however he is expected to, and shares few gripes when given an order. Even so, he is not foreign to impulsive actions nor acting on his own if he believes it to be in the best interest of the clan, but has little ambition to rise beyond his current position. Mate/crush/family: None, but open to whatever ovob Are you willing to mentor an apprentice (if warrior): Maybe not immediately, but I wouldn't mind once I get in the swing of things! Other:
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Post by bumblingbee on Apr 9, 2018 17:08:17 GMT -5
Sparrowpaw lifted himself up and padded over to the dead rabbit, also sniffing up the strange scent. He tilted his head curiously.
"I don't recognize the scent, either!" the young tom said, almost excitedly. If the scent was strange and unfamiliar to them, that can only mean they would soon discover an entirely new animal! How thrilling! Because of his excitement, he was unable to prevent himself from bombarding Ashwing and Graymoon with questions.
"I wonder if the animal is dangerous! Do you think it eats cats or would it not mind us? Has it always been around here? Did it travel here and is looking for prey? Oh, but then the rabbit would have been eaten by now! Do you think it kills because it can? DID the rabbit get killed by the animal?
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Post by ˢᵖᶦʳᶦᵗᶜˡᵃʷ on Apr 9, 2018 21:21:45 GMT -5
(aa, can i join or jump on anyone's scene? ;a; I'm quite rusty with rp atm,,)
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Post by Fireburst on Apr 9, 2018 21:38:30 GMT -5
(I don't really have much going on right now, so if you would like to start something with me you're welcome to.)
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Post by barberz on Apr 9, 2018 21:49:30 GMT -5
Screen name: Sprite (The Best Soda Of Course!) Name: Jaymist Age: 19 Gender: Tom Rank: Warrior Description (full sentences please): Jaymist is a lean, smaller cat with silvery-blue fur and white patches on his face and white socks. He is sturdy and doesn't come unbalanced easy. He was one cloudy white eye from birth, he can see through but its not the best. His other eye is a dark golden color. His right ear is all white while his other ear is almost completely torn off. He has a nasty scar on his white tail and one on his hind leg. Personality (full sentences please): Jaymist is a showoff, always trying to be the best and sometimes he succeeds at it. He is stubborn but will listen to orders a lot of the time. He doesn't have much much patience and can be bossy and argumentative if he thinks he's right. He is very gregarious and enjoys being around people. Mate/crush/family: Mother: Mosswing (D) Father: Jaywing (D) Are you willing to mentor an apprentice (if warrior): Idk. I'm not the most active, I can try but I might not succeed. Other: Sprite is gud
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Post by Fireburst on Apr 10, 2018 3:42:07 GMT -5
Screen name: Sprite (The Best Soda Of Course!) Name: Jaymist Age: 19 Gender: Tom Rank: Warrior Description (full sentences please): Jaymist is a lean, smaller cat with silvery-blue fur and white patches on his face and white socks. He is sturdy and doesn't come unbalanced easy. He was one cloudy white eye from birth, he can see through but its not the best. His other eye is a dark golden color. His right ear is all white while his other ear is almost completely torn off. He has a nasty scar on his white tail and one on his hind leg. Personality (full sentences please): Jaymist is a showoff, always trying to be the best and sometimes he succeeds at it. He is stubborn but will listen to orders a lot of the time. He doesn't have much much patience and can be bossy and argumentative if he thinks he's right. He is very gregarious and enjoys being around people. Mate/crush/family: Mother: Mosswing (D) Father: Jaywing (D) Are you willing to mentor an apprentice (if warrior): Idk. I'm not the most active, I can try but I might not succeed. Other: Sprite is gud (Hey Sprite, are you giving your age or Jaymist's age? Just curious, thanks.)
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Post by Jade on Apr 10, 2018 6:31:14 GMT -5
Ashwing dipped her head and stifled an eye-roll, though she felt a distinct rush of long-suffering fondness for her young apprentice that kept the bite from her voice as she quipped, “I think we’d do well to hope that whatever animal this is wants very little to do with us.” She tilted her head, her yellow eyes glinting. “But who knows? Maybe you can heroically defeat it for us. Another reason to keep working on those hunting skills.”
Flamefrost felt her grip slacked with surprise at the sudden appearance of Runepool, and she yanked herself from her reverie just soon enough to keep from tumbling to the ground. “Oh, hey!” She purred, flicking an ear cheerfully in greeting. “You scared me!”
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 10, 2018 7:15:04 GMT -5
RunePool purred and let out a chuckle. "Oh. I'm sorry to have done that. I was wandering around and smelt your scent. Thought I'd join you up here." He adjusted his hold on the tree as he spoke, his tail knocking down a few leaves that fluttered on the breeze.
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Post by barberz on Apr 10, 2018 7:36:34 GMT -5
FireburstThe cats age of course!
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Post by foxstride on Apr 10, 2018 8:36:34 GMT -5
Blossomfeather sat just outside of the nursery, watching fondly as Cherrykit attacked a feather in the middle of the cave, tumbling over near the fresh-kill pile. A moon until her kits would become apprentices, and she already felt a pang of sadness. Though they were beginning to get too big for the nursery, the comfort of their warmth soothed her to sleep. Cherrykit began to roll with the feather across the ground, so caught up in his playing that he might not have noticed even an entire patrol standing in his way.
[ feel free for Cherrykit to roll into another cat, or interact with just Blossomfeather, whichever - I'm open! ]
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Post by Fireburst on Apr 10, 2018 9:15:33 GMT -5
(That's kind of what I figured haha.)
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Hawkbreath of WindClan
Hawkbreath of WindClan from WCF. I have a PlayStation now! Feel free to add me, ScarletComanche
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Post by Hawkbreath of WindClan on Apr 10, 2018 14:50:36 GMT -5
Screen name: Hawkbreath of WindClan Name: Hawkpaw Age: 6 moons Gender: She-cat Rank: Apprentice Description (full sentences please): Hawkpaw is a black she-cat with a red tail tip. She also has emerald green eyes. Personality (full sentences please): She is a very kind, caring, and empathetic cat. She is shy but she also has a hot temper. Sometimes her hot temper can lead her to make bad decisions. Mate/crush/family: Are you willing to mentor an apprentice (if warrior): Other: Hawkpaw's mother was a loner about to die. Her father had attacked her mother shortly after giving birth to four kits, Hawkpaw being the only survivor. Her father fled the scene. Her mother, hardly surviving, limped all the way to MoonClan and begged them to take her only kit.
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Post by bumblingbee on Apr 10, 2018 23:53:36 GMT -5
(( Well, I might as well use Snowheart here! I haven't given him a chance to shine yet. Hope this is okay! ))
The thought of saving his entire Clan from a ferocious beast and be seen as a hero... He likes the sound of that! Even if Sparrowpaw himself didn't feel like he belonged in MoonClan, he still cared about his clanmates and would use up all his energy and strength to protect them. Plus, that hero title doesn't sound so bad, either. Sparrowpaw puffed up his chest, trying to make himself look more heroic. His version of heroic, anyway.
"Well, I AM the best hunter in the Clan! Who's to say I'm not a great fighter, too?" he said, pride thick within his voice.
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Snowheart made his way out of the elders' den, a tad slow in his movements. Feeling the pang of hunger in his stomach, he decided to get himself some fresh-kill. No way is he allowing any younger cats here do anything for him. As he headed towards the fresh-kill pile, he stumbled when he felt the small, playful kit bump into his legs. He cast his icy blue eyes to the young kit and purred in amusement.
"Careful, young one..." Snowheart said gently. His voice sounded tired, but somehow still had enough energy to talk. "You could hurt yourself... And I don't think your mother would like that very much..." He let out a soft chuckle.
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