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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2018 13:40:28 GMT -5
{Ello}
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Bisexual
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 19, 2018 14:51:12 GMT -5
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Aug 19, 2018 15:01:04 GMT -5
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 -- sorry rain, i just now had time to get on and see this! i have aspen, sun, and timber open!
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2018 15:08:51 GMT -5
Rowanshard - - - RiverClan Camp; Pikepaw; ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Whilst awaking in a less than fantastic mood was not exactly a rarity for Rowanshard, this morning of all mornings was far worse than it usually was. His hind leg still ached from the day before, fortunately through no fantastic or heroic feat, but his own idiocy was the cause of his injury. Misstepping in the fields, and catching the limb in question on a warren entrance. Fortunately only his dignity had been injured from the mishap, but it left him no less grumpy when morning broke. As much he would have liked to stay in his nest and sleep away the rest of his days. The tom cat had an apprentice to train, and he knew that his mate would likely take the pelt from his skin if she found out that he had shirked his responsibilities. The shecat always seemed to have a bone or two to pick with him, admittedly the thought made his whiskers twitch with an affectionate amusement. The question of his son made his eyes narrow and a frown split through his expression. He loved the tom cat, so much wasn't in question. However, he had never been the fatherly type. And no matter how he tried, the massive warrior always seemed to misspeak around the younger tom. Rowanshard would rather have fought a dozen badgers alone than he would hurt his son, but it seemed something always seemed to go wrong. Shaking the thoughts from his head, the massive tom cat lifted himself onto his paws and left the warriors den. His tail flicking lazily from side to side as his gaze danced across camp, in search of the familiar pelt of his only son. His thoughts flitted at first to finding Ivydance, but he knew she would likely scold him if he didn't find the apprentice first.
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 19, 2018 19:24:08 GMT -5
[ I'll have to reply tomorrow. I was preoccupied with other things. Sorry!]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2018 22:10:21 GMT -5
{I have Mistycloud and Palestripe open if anyone wants to role-play.}
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 20, 2018 9:26:06 GMT -5
[ Good morning! I'll get starters going after my reply to you, Storm. I want to again offer high positions in the other Clans, as we'll definitely need the leaders for interactions. I think only the WindClan and SkyClan leader remain unclaimed. I want to get the plot going as soon as we claim those roles, if not, then I'll claim them and honestly that may be a bit boring? I can always try to spice it up.
I think I will put a deadline on claiming those ranks. By this Friday, the leaders will need to be claimed or I will for the sake of the plot. If we can do that, we can start the plot Friday night with a Gathering. I think all the staff members know of the whole plot, and when the leaders are claimed, I'll pm you and let you in on that leader's part. You can't tell anyone else unless they already know, though!
I'm also open for side plots that will make sense with the flooding or maybe creating some drama. The side plots we do have will need to have those positions filled, but I may assign characters to it to make sure everyone gets a taste of it.]
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 20, 2018 9:49:59 GMT -5
m i d - m o r n i n g p i k e p a w c a m p Pikepaw had been lapping at his pelt, smoothing it from the ruffles and tangles of being near the WindClan border. Why did he travel that far in the morning? Well, the poor apprentice volunteered himself to join an early patrol to save the others some time. He also figured that it'd make his father proud. He was protecting his Clan and borders from the windblown rabbit chasers! Though the gray tabby didn't take into consideration that he'd be blasted by the wind as well. So while he was chasing off invaders in his head, his slick and sleek pelt was getting blown whichever way that damn wind wanted to.
Needless to say, the tom regretted the offer about five minutes into the patrol when they were by the open moors. Could you blame him? It stunk like WindClan and it seemed that scent would never leave his nose. How was he supposed to hunt if all he could smell was scaredy cats?! Anyways, they managed to catch something suspicious. WindClan had pushed their markers forward onto RiverClan territory. The patrol had to set them back. It made Pikepaw curious. Was Crowstar going to try to take a strip of RiverClan land? The tom worked through the matted fur as he pondered about such a thing. "I definitely have to tell Rowanshard!" he thought with excitement. { replying to - rowanshard { @velveteenwolf } coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf [ I think this will be interesting!]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2018 9:57:32 GMT -5
Rowanshard - - - RiverClan Camp; Pikepaw; ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Quickly spotting the familiar dark grey of his son's pelt, the thick furred warrior moved forward at a comfortable pace. Silencing his pawsteps as best as he could, a playful grin lacing his expression as he paused. Before pouncing, paws colliding with the smaller frame of the young tom cat, the large warrior soon had the vastly smaller apprentice pinned beneath his paws. And Rowanshard quickly began to attack the young apprentice, with ticklish prods of his dark brown nose. Eyes lit with laughter as he toyed with his son before pulling away with a mreow of amusement, pulling some of the burrs and grass which had accumulated in his thick fur within the few moments of play. "And that, young apprentice," the tom said, putting on a very serious tone of voice. Though the glint to his eyes very much gave away the playful nature of his words. "Is why you always have to stay alert," he said with an amused twitch of his whiskers. Wrapping his tail neatly around his dark furred paws, Rowanshard leant down to pull a piece of moss from Pikepaw's dark fur, and threw it to the ground. "And how has your day been?" He questioned as more of an afterthought. Playing and fighting were things the tom cat was talented with, but when it came to face to face interaction, he lacked the same talents.
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 20, 2018 10:06:17 GMT -5
m i d - m o r n i n g p i k e p a w c a m p "Mrroww!" Pikepaw called as he was pummeled to the ground by a large tom cat. He shook and cried out in laughter as his father prodded and poked his ticklish spot. "Please! I give in!" Pikepaw yowled, disrupting some nearby warriors. He didn't care, battered at the ground in a flailing attempt to escape before Rowanshard got off. He couldn't stay mad at the tom, but with the glares he was receiving, the tom turned his head swiftly to meet his father's eyes. His face twisted in an expression similar to a pout. Looking at the ground, he didn't say a thing about the tom helping clean his pelt from the debris of their little tickle tussle. "I was fine until you launched a sneak attack!" he mumbled, exaggerating his pelt. His green eyes, like his mother's, betrayed how he felt. "I helped patrol the border with WindClan! We had to reset the boundaries because those windblown fools must have mixed up the scent markers." he informed the tom with a quick change of tone. He jumped up and bounced a bit as he told his father. "Swallowbrook said they'd have to talk to Stormchaser and Wavestar about it. She thinks something is up, as WindClan usually doesn't do this. I told her that they have bees in their brain and RiverClan could handle anything!" { replying to - rowanshard { @velveteenwolf } coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2018 11:29:46 GMT -5
Rowanshard - - - RiverClan Camp; Pikepaw; ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Whiskers twitching in amusement as he watched the indignant reply of his son, the tom listened in a contented silence to what the apprentice had to see. Eyes glimmering a little at his exaggerations and purring at his insult regarding the WindClan cats. The tom cat could remember feeling the same way at that age, though that felt as though it was an eternity ago. A shimmer of affection darkened his gaze, as he watched the tom cat with his full attention. The very least he could do for the strange little apprentice he knew as a son was to respect him in this regard. "It sounds as though you handled yourself well." it might not have sounded like much but coming from the tom it was rather the compliment considering his usually withdrawn mannerisms. "And had it come down to a fight I am sure you would have handled yourself just as well."
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Aug 20, 2018 18:03:24 GMT -5
if needed someone could double up on leaders?? Unless you don’t want that. ]
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Aug 21, 2018 0:07:52 GMT -5
ALso, if anyone wants me to type up a starter, i have the following cats open:
reedfeather (warrior) mintbelly (warrior) mallowpaw (apprentice) rainbreeze (med. cat) troutleap (elder) firepaw (tc app.) cherrystar (tc leader)
While I don't plan to rp my thunderclan cats until they are specifically needed, my other characters are completely open c':
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 21, 2018 8:33:27 GMT -5
if needed someone could double up on leaders?? Unless you don’t want that. ] [Preferably not but I'm not opposed to other positions. I want the "wealth" spread around a little.]
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Aug 22, 2018 18:35:07 GMT -5
Okay o:
Does anyone want me to post some starters??
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Aug 22, 2018 19:24:03 GMT -5
ahh here's a starter for rain xDD Bc i haven't used trout yet, i want to Troutleap »The camp's remains left the tom a little flabbergasted. Never before in his moons had Troutleap saw the Riverclan camp in such a disarray of debris and dead reeds. He had recently just checked on Wavestar, having taken her a fish which the aging molly had reluctantly eaten. The black and white tom had refused to leave her alone until he had finished the meal. And once she did, he was shooed out with a cough and a demand that he let her sleep. On his way out of the den, he nudged Rainbreeze and mumbled to him. "Check on your mother, she's coughing again." He rumbled in a scratchy tone. He watched his son scamper towards the medicine cats den and sighed under his breath, before glancing around. Every cat was at work, and Troutleap was stuck doing nothing at all. Narrowing his heterochromia eyes, he decided to make himself useful.
Padding is way towards the entrance, or what was left of it, the tuxedo tom slipped out into the soggy land that Riverclan called their territory. His tail twitched as he made his way towards the border with Thunderclan, in hopes to find some reeds and get a drink of water before any cat caught him. He knew he was an elder, but he wanted to feel useful. He still had a few moons left in him. He had only retired as his hips were constantly aching whenever he hunted and or fought. He was also loosing his hearing slowly, but he could hear well enough to continue on with his life.
When he reached the bank, Troutleap huffed and leaned down, his shoulders rippling as he lapped at the crisp water that parched his thirst. If you looked close enough, you could almost see the ribs of the elder toms body sticking out from under his short coat. His massive shoulders began to ache from bending down so he sat up, curling his tail over his paws. He sniffed at the air before getting back up to his paws and searching around for any possible reeds, his eyes scanning the river bank.
- { ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 } - { riverclan territory ;; thunderclan border } - { mid-morning } -
[ ahh, reply when you can and however you want. there isn't a rush. c: ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2018 14:48:54 GMT -5
{I'll start posting some starters as well in a bit}
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2018 14:58:19 GMT -5
Mistycloud
Riverclan | Camp | | Mid-day
The light gray she-cat was resting she had just returned from an uneventful hunt. She only manages to catch a small vole nothing more and nothing less. She gave a grunt she was getting old and her joints were aching even so she tried not to complain only tried her best to work. She looked around the camp noticing that the camp still need to be rebuilt. She thought about asking someone. The light gray she-cat started to wonder who to ask to go with her, no one came to mind and she gave a huff. She would prefer not to go alone for sure. Though maybe she should ask around to see if there's anything she can do.
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Aug 29, 2018 17:24:06 GMT -5
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Aug 29, 2018 18:13:17 GMT -5
Yo, is the plot not good enough?
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Aug 29, 2018 18:14:51 GMT -5
I thought it was o: I guess we just need to get it started with??
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