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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 23, 2018 22:26:48 GMT -5
UnsightlyHeretic831That's odd, I haven't really looked at other Clans lately to see xD but this one is just sticking with two
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 23, 2018 22:27:54 GMT -5
gonna get a starter up soonish~
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 23, 2018 22:28:58 GMT -5
looks good c': I'll get starters up soon too
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 23, 2018 22:30:34 GMT -5
I can get a starter up at some point if anyone wants to throw someone at my 6 cats Probably not until tomorrow maybe even Wednesday because I have a lot of replies, but yeah
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Jul 23, 2018 22:32:04 GMT -5
(Nvm, I'm too lazy to think of another cat, especially a tom, but nice clan.)
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Bird Overlord
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 23, 2018 22:33:26 GMT -5
oh, well, thanks!
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 23, 2018 22:35:59 GMT -5
Anyways xD I've Firepaw, Windshear, Mistfeather and Bumbleflower open
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 23, 2018 22:36:36 GMT -5
Wanna do something with our cats, Ross?
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Post by Sand on Jul 23, 2018 22:36:40 GMT -5
[ hello, hello ;;
ooh, I may be able to put up some starters but in the meantime -- Sorrelflank, Sparrowtuft, Woodpeckercall && Aspenpaw are all open ]
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 23, 2018 22:43:48 GMT -5
I have Firepaw as Silent's apprentice so maybe we can do mentor apprentice stuff
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 23, 2018 22:50:31 GMT -5
Would you like me to start?
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 23, 2018 22:51:09 GMT -5
Whitestar » Breathe in...breathe out...in...out...
White flanks heaved upward with each breath, not a single spot of color to be found on the brilliant snowy pelt. Other than the movement of breaths there didn't seem to be anything alive about this feline, not even her tail twitched to indicate a spark of something. All she merely did...was breathe. Breathe in and breathe out, like it was the only thing she could do.
After what seemed like eons of simple breathing the white form roused. Very slowly did limbs appear from underneath the cloud-like feline, sharp and rigid movements now rippling across the cat's pelt with each robotic movement until finally a battle-scarred and regal white warrior came to be sitting in the den all by her lonesome. Angled eyes opened to reveal sea foam green depths, one duller in color than the other - blind. Even still both eyes moved as they scanned the moss-laden nest in silence. She rather liked it here. It was warm. It was comfortable. Anything beyond the den seemed cold and forbidden, like if she walked out there she would tumble and fall. She would fall, fall, fall... No, she didn't like that. She didn't like the idea of falling. It brought a bitter taste up to her tongue. No, she quite liked it in here where she was stable and warm.
Shouldn't there be another cat in here with her? Whitestar parted her jaws and drew in the scents that littered the den. A familiar one grabbed her attention. Yes, yes, another cat should be in with her. Where was she? Ah, perhaps she was outside, falling and tumbling and rolling out in that forbidden area. The thought pried open Whitestar's muzzle as she laughed at the thought. Whoever was supposed to be in here, the cat that smelled eerily like herself, was out there just falling. How delightful. How wondrous. How amusing.
Ah, amusement. What did a cat such as herself do for fun? She was bored of slumber, yet she felt no need to step outside of her comfortable nest. Did she play with a moss ball like a kit? No, no, she was leader. Leaders did not play with such trivial things. Leaders were above such games. Should a leader leave her nest and visit that outside world? Perhaps, but Whitestar was not quite ready. She felt rooted to her spot, like if she moved she would upturn everything that she had built in this small little den. Besides, why would she move? It was nice in here, so very nice...
A rumble caught her attention. The white molly stiffly moved her neck and head, leaning down to glance over at her flank. She was hungry. Whitestar flicked her tail around her paws, sea foam green eyes staring out at the bright light that poured in from her den's entrance. Some cat would bring her a meal. Perhaps it would be the cat that should be in here with her, the only cat that belonged in here besides her. There didn't seem to be any other scents in here. Perhaps that was for the best. Too many cats in her nest would ruin the peace in here, and Whitestar would not be happy if her peace was shattered by some foolish cat.
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Post by Sand on Jul 23, 2018 23:00:05 GMT -5
[ rip Whitestar, you deserve better x( ]
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Jul 23, 2018 23:00:29 GMT -5
Woollycloud ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A loud, odd sounding meow came from the camp of RidgeClan as Woollycloud leapt up into the air and landed on a leaf, crumbling it up under her paw. A delighted purr escaped the odd eyed she-cat as she bent down to look at the leaf. Yep it was all crumbled now, look at all the little shapes it was now. ”Rocky, come look at this cool leaf! I killed it!” Woollycloud called out, instantly looking behind her to find a brown rock sitting behind her. Woollycloud paused for a second and then scooted back to push the rock over to the crumpled up leaf. ”Look,” she encouraged the rock.
The rock was a rock though and all it did was remain still. Though Woollycloud liked to believe the spirit of the rock was talking to her in the form of who she liked to call: Rocky. It didn’t seem that out there to her, after all if cats died and went to StarClan that meant they had cat spirits, and if they had cat spirits, then everything else should have their own spirits. Mice, birds, that green thing she caught a glimpse of the other day, even rocks. Which meant that it made even more sense that the spirit of this rock - Rocky - was alive and well and could talk to her, even if Woollycloud would never properly understand what it was saying. That was okay though, she didn’t need to know.
”Pretty cool, isn’t it, Rocky?” Woollycloud asked, nudging the rock a few inches closer as she tipped it up so the end of the rock was facing the very rips of the leaf. ”Look at it, Rocky,” the newly made warrior once again encouraged, holding the rock a little closer for a few more moments before she got bored and let Rocky fall back down and instead Woollycloud began to look around the camp, not looking for anyone in particular, just to see who was in camp right now. Maybe they’d like to see the crumpled up little leaf too.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 23, 2018 23:01:27 GMT -5
white's fine
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 23, 2018 23:04:15 GMT -5
Ookok I'll start w/ fire for fire and silent
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Jul 23, 2018 23:15:06 GMT -5
Firepaw »It was just another day. One where Firepaw had to deal another day without his warrior name since Whitestar barely called meetings anymore. He knew if anyone had any sense, Firepaw was way past due with having to receive his warrior name. He clambered out of his nest, tip toeing over Aspenpaw, Cherrypaw and Applepaw before slipping out of the warm den. His ear was flattened against his skill as he looked around carefully for his mentor, tail twitching in annoyance.
Of all cats, he had to be delayed in becoming a warrior. His ear was one thing, but for Whitestar just not wanting to hold his ceremony left the small tom a little upset and annoyed. Did she believe he wasn't good enough to be a warrior? Firepaw sighed, carefully sitting down outside the apprentice den and starting to clean out the moss from his messy fur. His gaze was still alert for anything and every cat around him as he kept to himself, waiting to see if Silentfrost would come around and they would go out for another unnecessary training session.
[ wow this was very bad i'm sorry ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 23, 2018 23:47:53 GMT -5
Chickenflight » The creature he had glimpsed the day before still haunted him. He wasn't sure it had been, but he knew it had looked dangerous. From what he had been able to see it had the scales of a snake or lizard, yet a frightening body that was long and muscular with deadly jaws where horrendous fangs glistened. It had been much bigger than the average cat, even larger than Tigerblaze who was quite easily the largest cat in the Clan. It had startled the black and white tom to the point that he had rushed back to camp in a flurry, reporting straight away to both the deputy and Stormwatcher - she was acting as more of a leader than Whitestar currently was - with an account of what he had saw. Chickenflight was worried for the Clan. Worried that this new creature was going to harm his Clanmates.
He still couldn't stop thinking about the beast even now as he sat outside the warriors' den. Before he was going to do anything he wanted to make sure Tigerblaze didn't expect him to be on a patrol. If that were the case and he was free to do as he pleased then he was going to continue from where he and Applepaw had left their training off yesterday. Perhaps he would bring Cherrypaw along as well. The young feline was Whitestar's apprentice, but the leader no longer left her den to train the poor thing. So Chickenflight had put it upon himself to train the two litter mates himself. Some cat had to see to it that Cherrypaw got the training she needed.
These thoughts allowed the warrior to bring his mind off the beast in the creek for now. It wouldn't be long until he remembered it, but for now Chickenflight could simply enjoy some peaceful thinking.
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Post by Sand on Jul 24, 2018 0:23:29 GMT -5
Woodpeckercall ; accompanied by Woollycloud .. {{ 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 }} {{ ridgeclan camp }}
A small black and white tom slid out of the warrior's den quietly and padded off to the side of the den where he began grooming his short pelt. Blinking his golden eyes, Woodpeckercall noticed a very familiar feline, one that was of his own flesh and blood. Woollycloud had always caught his interest despite her odd, erratic-like behavior. He couldn't help but watch her bounce around on her paws while talking to herself or so it seemed. Since Whitestar's accident with a cow, the warrior had yet to see his one time fling leave her den and the only cat that was to enter the den was Stormwatcher, her dear sister. As for her only daughter, Woollycloud, he hadn't seen Whitestar speak to her in moons and it was as if he almost forgot what RidgeClan's leader looked like.
Unsure if he should approach his kit or not, Woodpeckercall continued to groom his fur out for he was antsy about the situation. He was pleased to say he had offspring and he cherished the times he had spent with the odd white she-cat in the past. Despite the bile that rose in his throat from past memories and the current situation, he stood completely still while his golden gaze fixated on the young warrior. There was no time like the present to interact with Woollycloud, right? He wasn't on any patrols that he knew of, so maybe speaking to her was worth a risk. If there was even a risk.
Taking a deep breath, the small tom bounded ahead in his only kit's direction. As soon as he was in her vicinity, he mewed, "Good morning, Woollycloud. What are you up to?"
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Post by appzy on Jul 24, 2018 10:37:01 GMT -5
silentfrost
Silentfrost gave a quick squeak of surprise as a returning patrol warrior stepped on her fluffy tail. "Sorry," a deep rumble came as she quickly tucked her tail against her body, protecting the soft material. Her green eyes were open wide as being startled awake was not the preferred choice of awaking up. She flicked her ears as her body started to follow in an awaking pattern -- first her eyes, then her ears, then her nose, all twitching as the sleep fell away.
It was only moments later that she was leaving the warrior den, the small cloud-like molly making her way through the clearing of the camp. Her soft green eyes moved around the clearing, before landing upon a familiar ginger tabby tom. He looked down, as he always did. He should have been a warrior by now, even with his apprenticeship accident. His ear was the casualty of a fox fight, but he had learned to thrive with being deaf in one ear, as his sense heightened. She had the pleasure of watching him grow up into a powerful tomcat, immature at times as any young feline was but still, she softly purred thinking about it.
However, Whitestar had disappeared into herself, leaving her sister, Stormwatcher and Tigerblaze in charge of the clan. They were more supportive than their own clan leader, but the leader was the only one who could grace an apprentice with a warrior name, as it was a ceremony blessed by Starclan. As much as all of the clan respected Tigerblaze as a deputy and Stormwatcher as a leader's sister -- they had no power in the eyes of Starclan; therefore, no apprentice would be joining the ranks of the Ridgeclan warriors until Whitestar found herself again.
Silentfrost let out a disappointed sigh, scrambling herself out of her own dark thoughts. She was not a negative she-cat, but there was no doubt that this situation was quite negative. Her feather-like paws brought her up to Firepaw; a soft purr escaped her maw, "good morning, Firepaw."
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Post by monarch on Jul 24, 2018 15:39:45 GMT -5
[ Pebblepaw -- apprentice -- tom ] A small, pale gray tabby tom with warm amber eyes.
[Softstep -- warrior -- she-cat] A fluffy cream colored she-cat with white paws and bright blue eyes.
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Post by Marie on Jul 24, 2018 15:40:29 GMT -5
[ Fadeheart -- Warrior -- Tom ] A fluffy white tom with grey points and blue eyes. -bisexual
[ Cinderdove -- Warrior -- She-cat ] A sleek calico she-cat with grey, black, and orange patches; white toes and chest; deep orange eyes. - bisexual
[ Darkness -- Rogue -- Tom ] A sleek black tom with a white splotch on his chest and yellow eyes. - straight
[ Mousepaw -- Apprentice -- She-cat ] A pale brown tabby she-cat with white chest, underbelly, paws and tail tip; green eyes. - extremely gay
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 15:47:17 GMT -5
monarch MarieEverything looks good! I'll add you both and you may go ahead and start role-playing c:
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Post by Marie on Jul 24, 2018 15:57:17 GMT -5
Thank you so much!
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Post by Feathertalon on Jul 24, 2018 16:01:56 GMT -5
No problem!
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