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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 15:25:55 GMT -5
Blackleopard would likely have forgotten about his grievances by the time morning came, but for now his frustrations continued as he followed his sister and their companion from the camp. The dark furred tom kept a careful alertness to make sure the trio wouldn’t come across any trouble on their journeys. He didnt want to know what sort of creatures the cold weather might have chased from their usual spots and into clan territory. The group pressed on until they had reached the Path of Branches, the tom paused as he reached the place. Legs tensing as he prepared to hurl himself into the foliage, but he paused for a moment. Searching for a suitable place to start.
(as did I?)
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 1, 2018 15:50:35 GMT -5
hello! I have Swiftleap open for anyone who wants to Rp c:
is it the next day yet? shall we have Raggedhiss and Cygnetstar talk? |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 15:56:06 GMT -5
(For the sake of ease we can say its the next day  how would you like it to go?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 15:57:28 GMT -5
(hmm,guess I missed it)
Palefoot looked around at the land around him.All wet and drenched.He wondered if anything bad happened to any of the cats caught out in the storm.But if they did,he wouldn't go after them.Even if he was the only one who could,he wasn't going to put himself into someone's debt.He hadn't taken too much shine to the current surroundings.True,most cats didn't fancy water but he didn't like the way it smelled or made the trees and ground look.He might not be the most open of cats but he sure wasn't the blandest.He was about to ask what the hold up was but he realized he'd get yelled at again.
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ghost.
haha edgy characters go brrrr
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Post by ghost. on Aug 1, 2018 16:14:20 GMT -5
Daydust didn't hesitate at proceeding onto one of the thicker branches, the wet bark slick beneath her paws and making her walk with more slow, deliberate steps to avoid slipping off. This was mostly unconcious effort, as she generally had a lack of both healthy fear and careful planning. But it worked for her, and in a few minutes she'd arrived at a low, thick branch, and was trying to slice away the denser pieces of moss. It was a monotonous task, but it was thankfully mindless enough that she didnt have to pay too much attention to it. The trees were lovely by night, new-looking and glistening with rain, and gathering moss was only a background task. The storm had forced most of the irritating bugs into hiding.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 16:29:13 GMT -5
Soon hurling himself up onto the branches, a fair way from Daydust as not to disturb her, or inadvertantly supply too much pressure to a certain branch. Whilst the tree they found themselves on were ancient, and their branches were incredibly thick and strong, he didn't want to risk a branch snapping beneath their weight and potentially causing injury to one of the cats of the patrol. Ears twitching with concentration as he walked, careful as to where he placed his paws until he found an especially moss ridden branch where he paused. Thankfully the foliage overhead had provided enough shelter that the moss wasn't completely soaked, he was kind enough to bite back the remark which lit his tongue and carefully begin his work.
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 1, 2018 18:41:33 GMT -5
(For the sake of ease we can say its the next day how would you like it to go?) hmm.. maybe they talk Cygnetstar is unconvinced, and some warrior overhears and tells the clan and a bunch of talk starts, and thats when the warriors start to believe him? |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 18:47:13 GMT -5
(Sounds good to me we still need a father of her kits XD)
Waking up the next morning to the sounds of kits contently suckling at her flank, the new mother purred softly. Remaining in her nest for a little while so they could fill their bellies, the queen touched her nose to them before lifting herself to her paws and slipping from the leader's den. Trying to ignore the resultant mewling which drew from her kits as she left their sides, she wished to stay with them longer but knew first she had things to do. For a moment glancing at the fresh kill pile, contemplating taking something for herself as she had underestimated how much work nursing a litter could be. For now she left it, casting her gaze to where the stranger lay in his makeshift den. The skies had cleared and the ground was drying, and Cygnetstar had every intent of making him leave.
Pushing her way through the den's entrance, she looked at the stranger with an unreadable emotion in her gaze. The familiarity of his features, even if on a bigger frame, made her worried as to who this tom was. Especially considering his claims from the day before, she cleared her throat. "Wake up."
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 1, 2018 18:56:15 GMT -5
I had this very odd idea. What if Hornetfalls is the secret father of them. That would be hilarious XDXDXD))
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 19:36:24 GMT -5
(My mouth is numb. I'll post in a few just wanted you guys to no I'm quitting--
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 19:37:17 GMT -5
(that sounds like a cool idea squirrel, and how come hour? is everything ok? and I'm sorry I don't understand your last part)
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 19:38:44 GMT -5
(Yes, i'm okay. I'm just having something very spicy and it's gotten to the point where mouth went numb. Also I said I was still here as I hadn't replied in a while.)
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 19:39:58 GMT -5
What is happening btw? Like storyline wise? Are Frigid and Crow cured? What is Dawneye doing?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 19:42:20 GMT -5
(We've skipped to the next morning so I assume frigid and crow are receiving medical attention, unsure as to what is happening regarding Patchedpaw. cygnet has gone to meet the stranger so the kits are in the den feel free to have them open their eyes at some point soon if you'd like and I don't know regarding dawn)
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 19:44:31 GMT -5
Okie Dokie. I'm not going to rp Frigid until I get conformation that they're in med den.)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 19:46:30 GMT -5
(kits opening their eyes then?)
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 19:48:44 GMT -5
Of Course! I wanna have to cats to rp to take my mind off of mind numbing spice. I bet you're wondering why I'm still eating something like that and its because I like the feeling. I'll rp Softkit in a min; lemme get myself situated first.)
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 1, 2018 19:58:47 GMT -5
Frigidwind has been cared for and such. Crowflight hasn't yet woke up.
I had the idea that maybe Erminepaw finds Patchedpaw washed up on the island with branches piled on him but he cant get him out because some of the branches are to big and so he causes a ruckus as he bursts into camp crying for help. XD))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 20:01:02 GMT -5
(sounds good shall we leave that until a few others are on, and for now have the kits open their eyes? Plague has poofed so I can join in until they return )
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 20:03:40 GMT -5
Softkit pummeled her mothers belly, feeling the softness of her fur. She heard talking of other cats and tried to open her eyes, wanting to see the camp they always talked about. She managed to open her eyes a sliver before a blinding light made her shut them again, "The sun, right?" She thought to herself. She opened them a peek, trying to make them stay opened. She turned herself away from the light and opening them again. "Woah!" She mewed softly. The nursery was huge! It was a bunch of different plants weaved together. She looked around for a bit, then wondered, "What do my siblings and mother look like?" She was amazed! One of them, Plumekit was black with a little silver while the other, Floodkit had a small leg. She looked at her own, but it wasn't the same looking. She looked back at his silver gray fur and white face, "Open your eyes!" She said quietly, slowly moving towards them, but she tripped over her own legs, squeaking.
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 20:04:26 GMT -5
I had the idea that maybe Erminepaw finds Patchedpaw washed up on the island with branches piled on him but he cant get him out because some of the branches are to big and so he causes a ruckus as he bursts into camp crying for help. XD)) DO IT!!!! JUST! DO! ITTTTT!) |
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Post by barberz on Aug 1, 2018 20:05:29 GMT -5
@velveteenwolf sure! just made my eye opening post. It's time for yours, Squirrel or Batman.)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 20:10:34 GMT -5
Finally having managed to catch up on some sleep since the birth of her tiny kits, Cygnetstar had been sleeping contently curled up in a circle around the trio of kittens. Eyes shut, a soft purr coming from her continuously as she dozed. More peacefully than she had done in what felt like moons, the tiring birth making her want to sleep for the rest of time, and coupled with the loss of her first life some wouldn't have been surprised if she had. However, she was awoken at the sound of Softkit's sharp squeak. Lowering her nose to lift Softkit gently up by the scruff of her neck, not concentrating on the kitten and hence not realising that her daughter had at last opened her eyes. She tucked the little kitten back beside her flank, and had almost dozed back to sleep when she realised.
Letting out a tired purr, she lifted her head to nuzzle Softkit between the ears. "Why good morning, Softkit." she purred with a lighting her dark grey expression. "Nice to see you've finally decided to meet us all."
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ghost.
haha edgy characters go brrrr
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Post by ghost. on Aug 1, 2018 20:24:03 GMT -5
((That is absolutely something Erminepaw would do haha))
((I'll get a post out.))
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 1, 2018 20:28:07 GMT -5
Floodkit shifted lightly at the feeling of movement around him. After a bit he sat up and yawned widely, his little pink tongue sticking out a bit in a blep face when he finished and closed his jaws. The tom felt his mother's soft fur beside him and snuggled into it. He then felt this odd sensation and very soon he was blinking open his eyes, one a milky blue of sorts and the other a startlingly clear amber. He gazed around slowly but for some reason everything looked a bit weird in one of his eyes, all blurry and without shape. He gazed up at his mom after a bit and cocked his head to the side curiously.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 20:31:42 GMT -5
Flicking an ear back when she noted movement behind her head, the silver leader turned her head, massive compared to the trio of tiny kittens, and spotted that the unusual little Floodkit had done the same, and her eyes lit with delight when she saw her offspring begin to show signs of movement. Burrowing her nose into the side of his head in an affectionate manner, cuddling him close to the warmth of her belly, she let out a rumbling purr. "It seems all of you are eager to meet your clan," her eyes were bright with amusement. Sneezing when Plumekit's fluffy tail tickled across her nose.
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 1, 2018 20:35:31 GMT -5
Floodkit shifted a bit and seemed to not feel that his mother was nuzzling his face as she was doing so to the right side of his face. He barely heard her words as well and he flicked his ears oddly as if trying to catch them as they slipped away into nothing. One more he turned his odd gaze to his mother and put his head to the side in a way that seemed to say he didn't understand her. The difference in his eyes could now be seen better as Cygnetstar was holding him closer to her.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2018 20:39:16 GMT -5
At first the young mother didn't seem to realise that her son was struggling, assuming his confusion was the side effect of the fact that the little creature was simply a newborn. However, her instincts soon told her that something wasn't quite right. Continuing to gently touch her nose against his fur, as though trying to find some response from her little son, she was incredibly careful and gentle, not wishing to distress the tiny tom. She licked him over the face firmly, trying to clear his ears and help him to hear her words. Settling back, she nuzzled him again, "Better?" Her words were hopeful, and a little louder this time.
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 1, 2018 20:49:20 GMT -5
Floodkit let out a mewl as he soon realized he couldn't hear his mother very well. He tried to paw at her but he couldn't tell if he was touching her or not as he paws were just numb, no feeling coming from them and the little tom began to mewl more, louder now. He squirmed and wiggled, trying to get away and hide as his instincts told him to. You could see the panic in his eyes as he gazed around frantically, looking at everything and straining his ears in hopes to hear something.
(Poor boy.)
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ghost.
haha edgy characters go brrrr
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Post by ghost. on Aug 1, 2018 20:50:32 GMT -5
Despite his earlier panic over, well, everything that had happened, Erminepaw had fallen asleep shortly after he returned back to camp, completely drained from shock and cold. When he came to in the early hours of the morning, he was briefly just groggy and confused, wondering why he'd been sleeping in the clearing instead of the apprentice's den. It was really cold today, why had he decided to do that? Especially since it had rained yesterday- Patchedpaw!
Bolting up with alarm, Erminepaw darted into the apprentices, nearly falling over given how little energy he had after the previous night, and was briefly relieved to see that Resinpaw was fine. Though knowing his brother, he could have been in a tree the whole time and never noticed. The ginger apprentice was still missing-didn't they say they'd send out a patrol?
He quickly scanned the perimeter of the camp- good, nobody was watching- and headed off towards the river, trying to keep on the branches in order to avoid leaving obvious pawprints in the marshy ground.
Plumekit stirred lightly, kneading Cygnetstar's tail with her paws as she woke up. Whether or not she was fully aware of what was happening was hard to tell, as her eyes were still shut tight and it was hard to tell if her ears were sealed or not. She could definitely feel the movements of her siblings around her, flinching when Softkit tripped and landed on her back. With a faint, almost indignant mew, she pressed closer to Floodkit, unwilling to give up the contact but not wanting to be near the kitten that was tumbling around and prodding her. Obviously content just trying to sleep there, Plumekit curled up into a ball.
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how would you like it to go?)
