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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 18:07:56 GMT -5
[wow we have so many new cats! welcome everyone! ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 18:15:09 GMT -5
[Lots of yays~~]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 18:38:25 GMT -5
[//makes another cat for the heck of it]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 18:44:33 GMT -5
[no u]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 18:45:06 GMT -5
lol!! i'm on my phone and i prematurely sent that ππ]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 18:45:38 GMT -5
I wish everyone was on so we could do the fox RP!! Hey Mosshail do you think it would be cool if we did like a "story" for our RP, like the clan has some big omen that leads to something big? kinda how there's always an omen that leads to something in all the book series.. Just an idea!]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 18:51:41 GMT -5
[Oh I getcha. Yeah I think that'd be cool. I'll take brainstorming ideas, but plot lines are always fun when they aren't obvious so it'd be hard! Lol. Just like with this fox thing thats happening right now, I have something thats gonna happen that... is bad lmao]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 19:00:24 GMT -5
haha sweet! when i think of some ideas i'll post them. and oooh neat]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:02:11 GMT -5
[Coolio~ Lmao. You won't think it's neat when it actually happens..... lmao]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 19:03:35 GMT -5
oh no are we gonna be all sad? some drama will spice things up at least! ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:05:50 GMT -5
[Well.... Its a secret :>]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:10:05 GMT -5
Still close to Beetlewing's side, Softlight could smell the fox scent beginning to enter his nostrils. His whole body tensed, and he began to move more stiffly. He could feel fear start to creep along his spine, but he kept his gaze focused straight ahead. His ears swiveled all around, listening for anything. He stopped, and stood still for several moments, afraid to speak. He finally mustered the courage to speak up, but only in a whisper. "This is it..."
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:22:45 GMT -5
Skystar stiffened. None of this news he expected--or wanted--to hear, especially as the Clan neared their more vulnerable state as they headed further into Leaf-fall. He wondered how to address the issues. "I will gather a patrol and will want you two to lead us to the spot where the scents and marks seemed most fresh. We'll likely have to locate and chase them off of our territory before they get more desperate for meals as it gets colder." He motioned to Softlight and Beetlewing with his ear flick, then glanced to Smokefur.
"We'll be strengthening our patrols, and I don't want a cat out alone until the fox issue is taken care of. With the hawk, it shouldn't pose a threat. Of course, I'd be more worried if we had kits in the Clan, but our nursery is currently empty. If it's still around here when Jasminefoot gives birth, we'll be more cautious. Smokefur, I'd like you to join the patrol to where Softlight and Beetlewing found the fox scents. If you can find Spottedpath and Hawkjaw, I'd like their accompaniment as well." [ smokefur1 : Skystar said this to Smokefur like 2 or 3 pages ago dude.]
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Post by smokefur1 on Jun 23, 2018 19:27:02 GMT -5
Smokefur jumped up, "Thank ypu, Skystar."
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:28:22 GMT -5
[The patrol left already, but they expect Smokefur to be with them. They just arrived at the place where the foxes are, now we're waiting for shiba to reply as Beetlewing... Depending if there are foxes or not. Softlight and Beetlewing were the two who found the fox traces originally.
You can rp Smokefur with them if you want. The cats there are: Skystar, Hawkjaw, Spottedpath, Softlight, Beetlewing, Goldenstrike, Smokefur (if you want) and probably Thunderfoot.]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 19:31:38 GMT -5
Still close to Beetlewing's side, Softlight could smell the fox scent beginning to enter his nostrils. His whole body tensed, and he began to move more stiffly. He could feel fear start to creep along his spine, but he kept his gaze focused straight ahead. His ears swiveled all around, listening for anything. He stopped, and stood still for several moments, afraid to speak. He finally mustered the courage to speak up, but only in a whisper. "This is it..." Hawkjaw opened his mouth slightly to let all the smells of the forest sink in. He kept his eye on Softlight and Beetlewing, and noticed Softlight walking stiffly. This made the fur on Hawkjaw's back begin to stand involuntarily. Fox scent was beginning to get stronger, and all of the possible scenarios began to flash through his head. Finally, Softlight's voice stopped the patrol. Hawkjaw's ears perked up, listening to the forest intently. From the back of the patrol, he picked up his voice. "Skystar, what do we do?"
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:45:44 GMT -5
The Clan leader was momentarily silent. However, when he spoke, the words were smooth and the tom looked calm. He did whisper similarly to Softlight, though, his tone low. Softly, he replied to Hawkjaw. "I don't want any bad surprises... We'll stay as a group. This is definitely fox, and its pretty fresh. We'll try and find the den first... Follow the most recent tracks, and let your clanmates know if you see or hear anything." Skystar felt scared, but there was no way he'd show it to his clanmates. He had 8 lives to risk, and his clanmates only had one each. He'd rather die before any of his fellow GroveClan cats, so he pushed his way to the front, in front of even Softlight and Beetlewing. He scented the air, and started moving forward slowly.
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 19:50:55 GMT -5
Hawkjaw nodded silently, peering around to the rest of the cats. He decided he would continue as the rear of the patrol. He deliberately told the fur along his spine to lay down. Wind was beginning to pick up around the forest, and every noise of moving twigs or tussling leaves put Hawkjaw on edge. He prepared himself to fight for the safety of his clan mates.
[Hey Mosshail, can i request to be deputy or will you choose someone yourself? ]
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jun 23, 2018 19:52:32 GMT -5
Thunderfoot followed after the patrol, with all his senses on high alert. A fox was a dangerous threat not only to the patrol, but to the clan as well. They had the queens, elders and kits to think of and protect. As they walked, he extended his claws, letting them dig into the forest floor as they searched for the den. Hearing a sound to their left, he quickly swiveled his head, but it appeared to be nothing more than a bird taking flight. With a small sigh, he relaxed a bit. The tom needed to be alert, but he also didn't need to be jumping at every little thing that moved around them.
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:53:18 GMT -5
[ vocebulery Are you requesting for Hawkjaw to be deputy? I don't mind making him the deputy ^^ You're pretty active and stuff so I don't have a problem with it lol]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 23, 2018 19:55:06 GMT -5
[ vocebulery Are you requesting for Hawkjaw to be deputy? I don't mind making him the deputy ^^ You're pretty active and stuff so I don't have a problem with it lol] Yes! I was going to request Hawkjaw. Oh yay haha this is too cool ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:58:25 GMT -5
[I'll change it on the front page lol]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 23, 2018 19:59:59 GMT -5
[We also have a second med cat apprentice, Quietsong, who is RP'd by hopestorm. Welcome!]
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Post by smokefur1 on Jun 23, 2018 20:04:51 GMT -5
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 24, 2018 0:27:21 GMT -5
Skystar stood close to his patrol as they moved on through the wooded area, the scent of fox not only strong, but fresh. He could see claw and scuff marks in the earth where they moved around, and likely buried their prey. The scent was overwhelming. There's likely more than one here with this amount of stench... he thought. Standing at the front of the patrol in an effort to keep his clanmates out of the most danger, he was likely the first to catch the scent... the scent of fresh blood. With an obvious and loud gasp, Skystar braced himself on all four legs. He knew this smell. It was no prey blood that he was smelling. "Paintpaw?" he called, loudly now. The apprentice's fear scent began to waft around him, the smell of her blood thick in the air.
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 24, 2018 2:46:23 GMT -5
Skystar stood close to his patrol as they moved on through the wooded area, the scent of fox not only strong, but fresh. He could see claw and scuff marks in the earth where they moved around, and likely buried their prey. The scent was overwhelming. There's likely more than one here with this amount of stench... he thought. Standing at the front of the patrol in an effort to keep his clanmates out of the most danger, he was likely the first to catch the scent... the scent of fresh blood. With an obvious and loud gasp, Skystar braced himself on all four legs. He knew this smell. It was no prey blood that he was smelling. "Paintpaw?" he called, loudly now. The apprentice's fear scent began to waft around him, the smell of her blood thick in the air. [omg Paintpaw D: ] Hawkjaw felt every bone in his body stiffen. His leader's words sent a cold shock through his whole body. Fear flashed through his brilliant green eyes, could the apprentice be? No. Nothing was sure yet. He rushed to the front of the patrol to stand beside Skystar. Fear scent and fox stench flooded his nostrils. "Paintpaw!" Hawkjaw called, his deep voice cracking with fear. Paintpaw was his former apprentice's current and first apprentice. He thanked Starclan Robinwhisper wasn't a part of this patrol. Blood wasn't visible to him, but closer inspection of the ground in front of his leader showed visible scuff marks from obvious struggle. "We need to find her."
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Post by hopestorm on Jun 24, 2018 3:09:00 GMT -5
Quietsong was walking around the forest looking for cobwebs, she found some, and went to go back to camp, but the stench of foxes, blood, and fear shock her, the scent was to far to determined of the foxes killed a price of prey or a cat, she stuck around the scent and then she scented the patrol and walked up to them with wide eyes "what happen! I can smell fear, foxes and blood" she mew, then she catch the scent again and whinced her nose "oh..... Paintpaw" she said.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jun 24, 2018 9:57:07 GMT -5
Daisypaw had watched her brother leave on patrol, but she had no idea what it was for. Quietsong had left to gather herbs earlier but hadnβt returned, and, she realized, she hadnβt seen Paintpaw in camp all day. The hair on her back bristled; should she go out and make sure everyone is okay? Would it be safe?
Goldenstrikeβs fur rose in shock as he too smelled the blood. The sharp tang was mixed with fear scent, but the scuff marks were a definite give away. But what had happened? He looked over at Quietsong but wasnβt quite sure what to say or do. He was terrible at making any decisions, so he waited.
(oof rip)
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Post by smokefur1 on Jun 24, 2018 11:16:13 GMT -5
Skystar stood close to his patrol as they moved on through the wooded area, the scent of fox not only strong, but fresh. He could see claw and scuff marks in the earth where they moved around, and likely buried their prey. The scent was overwhelming. There's likely more than one here with this amount of stench... he thought. Standing at the front of the patrol in an effort to keep his clanmates out of the most danger, he was likely the first to catch the scent... the scent of fresh blood. With an obvious and loud gasp, Skystar braced himself on all four legs. He knew this smell. It was no prey blood that he was smelling. "Paintpaw?" he called, loudly now. The apprentice's fear scent began to waft around him, the smell of her blood thick in the air. [omg Paintpaw D: ] Hawkjaw felt every bone in his body stiffen. His leader's words sent a cold shock through his whole body. Fear flashed through his brilliant green eyes, could the apprentice be? No. Nothing was sure yet. He rushed to the front of the patrol to stand beside Skystar. Fear scent and fox stench flooded his nostrils. "Paintpaw!" Hawkjaw called, his deep voice cracking with fear. Paintpaw was his former apprentice's current and first apprentice. He thanked Starclan Robinwhisper wasn't a part of this patrol. Blood wasn't visible to him, but closer inspection of the ground in front of his leader showed visible scuff marks from obvious struggle. "We need to find her." Smokefur snapped out of his head, It did smell of Fox and GroveClan, but he didn't smell like Paintpaw. "Are you sure that the scent is Paintpaw?" Smokefur asked.
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 24, 2018 11:19:07 GMT -5
[Lol Oof] Skystar looked to his patrol. "It smells like her," he replied to Smokefur. Noticing Quietsong, he blinked. "This really is no place for you," he meowed, trotting up closely to her. "Softlight, Smokefur( smokefur1 ), please escort Quietsong back to camp. We won't want her involved in this." He would have sent the whole patrol back if he could only fight the foxes off alone, but with the well-being of Paintpaw unknown, he only decided to spare two cats to return Quietsong safely. "The rest of us will have to do our best to find Paintpaw..." The tom slightly trailed off with his words. He was uncertain what they would find, if anything at all.
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