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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 20:40:36 GMT -5
|Doestep| Female | 14 moons| Warrior | LunaMoon |Doestep is a long-legged light brown she-cat with dappled spots white on back, shoulders, and flank. She has a bobbed white tail. Her eyes are almond-shaped light hazel eyes with specks of gold. Her ears are jet black with tufts at the top. Doestep is a high-energy she-cat with a workaholic drive. She constantly has to be doing something to feel as if she is contributing to the clan. If she doesn't, she tends to bottle up her nervous energy and emotions before exploding in a nervous breakdown. Additionally, Doestep is a absolute awkward flirt with a need to put her leg on something to establish her dominance. It might work one day. But in the mean time, this she-cat will stay a awkward mess. Additionally, she is a rather positive cat that tries to see the best in others and situations. She tries her best to support and raise up her clanmates. |CoolWater
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 20:59:57 GMT -5
(I’ll add you tomorrow but you can still rp. Welcome✨)
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 21:04:47 GMT -5
(( Thank you! Would you care to rp? ))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 21:05:04 GMT -5
Leopardtail rolled his eyes at the warrior’s tone. “So uptight.” He said, though he know Smokestar would appreciate him doing something productive too. “Hey Spiderpaw!” He snapped, the lanky black cat ran to his mentor, almost out of breath. “Yea-?” “We’re going to hunt.” Leopardtail said, he glanced at Quailflame, “You coming?”
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Crickethum raised his head, “You lean too much to the left, balance yourself.” He ushered and lowered his head again. “Opponents won’t be coming to you like this with their heads down. You may only get one shot to swipe. Always land a hit.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 21:05:41 GMT -5
(( Thank you! Would you care to rp? )) (Sure, I have Mothpaw. She’s at the prey pile finishing a fish.)
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 21:06:54 GMT -5
(( Cool! I would like that Tuna! Should I start? ))
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Post by Embergem on Aug 6, 2018 21:09:59 GMT -5
(Sorry, peeps. I'm gonna call it a night here. I have work in the morning. Night. And welcome to the clan, Luna. )
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 21:11:51 GMT -5
(( Thanks Embergem! Have nice night!)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 21:12:44 GMT -5
(Night Ember! :3 ) (And sure.)
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 21:23:50 GMT -5
(( Cool!))
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Post by Chocolate-Fawn on Aug 6, 2018 21:39:06 GMT -5
Otterpaw smiled. He dropped his catch in the fresh-kill pile. He looked at Dappledleaf. “Will we go battle training?” he asked.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 21:41:48 GMT -5
Dappledleaf nodded, “Yes. You’ve been doing well in that lately. I’ll teach you fighting techniques that involve using water to your advantage.” The Bengal cat and head back out the camp, sure that her apprentice was following. (I’ll teach you the ways of Waterbending)
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Post by Chocolate-Fawn on Aug 6, 2018 21:46:35 GMT -5
Otterpaw nodded. He started walking towards the entrance.
(Le art of waterbending)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 22:02:18 GMT -5
Dappledleaf led the apprentice to a river that had a shallow end. She went onto the water where it went a little above her paws. “You can use the water to distract your opponents.” She splashed some of the water to Otterpaw, “Splashing it in their eyes for one.”
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 22:18:58 GMT -5
Flicking her ear, Doestep padded towards the freshkill pile with her chest puffing out. As a newly made warrior, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and confidence arise in her chest. "After all those moons of training, I, Doestep, am closer to becoming the clan's greatest warrior. I could be leader one day. They can be calling my name. Doestar! Doestar! Doestar!" The young she-cat smiled proudly as she imagined a sea of cats screaming her name. She puffed up her chest before tripping over the large mound of fish in the fresh-kill pile, landing face first in a dead fish. Doestep groaned with pain before opening her eyes to soulless beady black eyes of a dead fish. Yowling out in fear, the she-cat immediately jumped up in the air with a fluffed up fish. In the process, the fish was flung several feet into the air from her scattered movements. After Doestep landed on the ground with a thud, the dead fish fell straight onto her head. "Are you there Starclan? It's me Doestep. Why do you hate me? When will senpai notice me? Why is there a dead fish on me?" The she-cat stared up at the sun, looking for answers.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 22:21:42 GMT -5
Mothpaw was about to saw hello to Doestep when she witnessed the warrior make a complete fool of herself. The apprentice held back a laugh as she saw the She-cat embarrass herself. “G-good morning...Doestep.” She bit lip as the urge to laugh finally died off. “Beautiful day isn’t it?”
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 6, 2018 22:35:35 GMT -5
Whipping her head fast around, Doestep eyes narrowed onto Mothpaw trying not to laugh. A dark red blush spread onto her features as her whiskers twitched in annoyance. "Well Doestep. You really messed up this time. Is it time to move to get onto a monster or a giant monster and move to Cat Canada...Maybe I can start my own cult. Jeez...I can't believe I just pulled a Smokestar. Well at least I didn't lose my life by tripping over a rock. Like seriously. Who dies by tripping on a rock? I guess a cat could say he had a nice fall. Nice one Doestep. Thank you Doestep." She thought to herself before turning her attention to Mothpaw. "Good morning to you too Mothpaw. So, how much of that did you see. I feel like the dead fish is still on my dead isn't it?" He eyes looked upwards to barely see the tail of the fish on her head. "You know that you should respect a warrior." She mewed.
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Post by Chocolate-Fawn on Aug 6, 2018 22:42:44 GMT -5
Otterpaw winced. He nodded. “Can I try now?” he asked.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Aug 6, 2018 22:45:05 GMT -5
| Sagecreek | Female | 35 Moons | Warrior | 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 | | A sleek and slender cat, Sagecreek is quite attractive. She has ash-grey fur with white paws and a few white markings under her eyes and on her muzzle. She has pale green eyes that reflect her cool personality very well. Her limbs and tail are unusually long, as well as her whiskers. Sagecreek is an elegant cat, inward and out. She’s very intentional with her words and actions and never has a hair out of place. Hence the suffix “creek”, this she-cat is cool and placid, but can get fiery when overflowing with too much emotion. This rarely happens, however, Sagecreek prefers to keep her feelings under control and mostly hidden. She has a problem with opening up and being honest; who knows what secrets this mysterious cat holds. Given this, her history is mostly unknown; she was found in the woods as a young she-cat and was raised by the Clan. Of course she remembers what occurred before that, but nobody knows but her. She has no family to speak of, or so she claims. She is open for any type of relationship, though she’s a tough cat to get to know. | cool water
| Peachfeather | Female | 38 Moons | Medicine Cat | 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 | | Peachfeather, hence her name, has long, soft peachy-orange fur with cream marking on her chest and face. Her eyes are a bright amber, aiding to her very warm color palette and personality. Due to genetics, each back paw has six toes instead of five, which can often aid in her clumsiness. She’s a rather large cat, which is uncharacteristic for her role. She could have been a warrior if it wasn’t for her caring personality and strong connection with StarClan. As a kit she’d had extremely vivid dreams that sometimes came true, even if they were meaningless. Peachfeather has a heart for her Clan, always willing to help and use her skills for good. Being severely empathetic isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it can bring her down easily and affect her mood. Her memory isn’t the greatest either, so sometimes she needs help remembering things, such as herbs. Peachfeather secretly yearns for love, but sadly is constricted due to her role. She grew up in the Clan, born to her mother, Gingerleaf (deceased) and father, Fernclaw (deceased). Her littermate is Applefall and they are very close. | cool water
| Applefall | Male | 38 Moons | Warrior | 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 | A pale reddish-orange, thick-furred tom, Applefall is the darker version of his sister. His eyes are a forest green, deep and serious, like his personality. He shares his sister’s large size as well, though he is much more fit and muscular than she. Like his eyes suggest, Applefall is a no-funny-business type of cat. He takes his role as a warrior seriously and is very committed to his Clan. Though he may not seem like it, this tom is ambitious and hopes to one day be deputy/leader. Within his tough exterior he shares another one of his sister’s traits: empathy. He feels deeply for his fellow clanmates and can feel their pain easily. He misses his parents deeply and doesn’t like talking about them very much. He hopes to be like them and have a family of his own one day. Open to any kind of relationship. | cool water
| Sparrowpaw | Male | 7 Moons | Apprentice | 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 | This apprentice is a light-brown, marbled tabby with striking blue eyes, almost like ice. He may look small, but his large personality makes up for that fact. He’s hot-headed and icy cold, bearing a quick wit and ready tongue as well. He isn’t very respectful and gets in trouble quite easily, much to his mentor’s dismay. His fiery attitude can possibly be a striving for attention; he wasn’t really raised in an “affectionate” family. He has a crush on Mothpaw, but would never admit to it. | cool water
| Blossomwish| Female | 38 Moons | 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂| | Blossomwish is a fluffy calico she-cat with odd eyes - one blue, one green. She’s a very sweetnatured she-cat; easy to befriend and a great cat to talk to if lonely. She never seems to be in a bad mood, mostly because when she is she hides it with her bright personality. Blossomwish is a very motherly cat and loves to be with kits. This she-cat grew up in the streets of a Twoleg place, abandoned by her family and left to fend for herself. Eventually she was found by RippleClan warriors and adopted into the Clan. Due to her rough past, she strives to treat everyone she meets with kindness and not let them feel alone. Smokestar is her mate. She despises the rumors of her only being his mate because he wanted to carry on his bloodline. She insists it isn’t true, but sometimes it does give her anxiety. Blossomwish truly loves him and sees something behind his arrogant exterior. | cool water
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 23:01:55 GMT -5
Whipping her head fast around, Doestep eyes narrowed onto Mothpaw trying not to laugh. A dark red blush spread onto her features as her whiskers twitched in annoyance. " Well Doestep. You really messed up this time. Is it time to move to get onto a monster or a giant monster and move to Cat Canada...Maybe I can start my own cult. Jeez...I can't believe I just pulled a Smokestar. Well at least I didn't lose my life by tripping over a rock. Like seriously. Who dies by tripping on a rock? I guess a cat could say he had a nice fall. Nice one Doestep. Thank you Doestep." She thought to herself before turning her attention to Mothpaw. "Good morning to you too Mothpaw. So, how much of that did you see. I feel like the dead fish is still on my dead isn't it?" He eyes looked upwards to barely see the tail of the fish on her head. "You know that you should respect a warrior." She mewed. “Lots.” Mothpaw replied, she giggled at the idea of respecting Doestep. “You sound like my brother.” She looked over her shoulder to see the leader scolding apprentices. She bit her lip before turning back to Doestep. “Of course I respect my warriors.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 23:02:43 GMT -5
Otterpaw winced. He nodded. “Can I try now?” he asked. Dappledleaf nodded, “Go for it.” She stepped back and waited.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 23:04:23 GMT -5
𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 Hey! ^^ I’ll add you tomorrow, going to bed soon. For Blossomwish, she could be Smokestar or Leopardtail’s mate if you want) (Peachfeather can def be Medicine cat.)
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Aug 6, 2018 23:23:09 GMT -5
𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 Hey! ^^ I’ll add you tomorrow, going to bed soon. For Blossomwish, she could be Smokestar or Leopardtail’s mate if you want) (Peachfeather can def be Medicine cat.) ( awesome! could she be smokestar’s mate? and tysm! )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 23:37:01 GMT -5
(Ok ^^ )
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Aug 6, 2018 23:40:17 GMT -5
( great. i think i’m gonna go to bed but i’ll start in the morning :0 )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 0:47:36 GMT -5
Night! ^^ )
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Post by Chocolate-Fawn on Aug 7, 2018 1:03:38 GMT -5
(Night tuna!)
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 7, 2018 7:26:33 GMT -5
Doestep's cheeks puffed out slightly at the mention of Smokestar. "Please Mothpaw. I didn't pull a Smokestar. Well, in some cases, I guess at did. At least I didn't die." She paused for a moment, looking directly at Mothpaw. "Tragically." The she-cat struck a pose with her left paw pressed against her head. "By a rock." Afterwards, Doestep flopped onto the ground. Her tail curled around her.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Aug 7, 2018 8:26:58 GMT -5
Peachfeather ;;
“Ouch!” The pale orange she-cat shoke her paw out of pain as she stepped on the sharp side of a stick. She examined it, hoping there was no injury for her to tend to. Relief washed over her when there was no sign of a cut on her pad. The medicine cat continued on, in search of herbs. Today Peachfeather was looking for burdock root; she had been running short on it for some time. With the wet season rolling around, the root plant should be plentiful nearby the streams. Soon she was passing the old camp, and she felt a pang of sorrow in her chest. It had only been 10 moons since the incident. Floodwaters still pooled where the former camp lay, memories flooding back of the day of the disaster. Peachfeather shook her head, wanting to forget, and continued her journey.
Sparrowpaw ;;
The apprentice had slept in late. The night before he was out patrolling, way past the time he normally slept. Now, he was sitting at the fresh-kill pile, still groggy with sleep. The remains of his meal was still lying next him; he had no motivation to get up and discard them. Sparrowpaw was waiting for his mentor to show up and take him to do something. He really didn’t have the energy (which is uncharacteristic for him) to do something productive, but he didn’t really have a choice.
Applefall ;;
Applefall was lounging by the fresh-kill pile, deep green eyes slits as he watched the Clan buzz with life. He was still sleepy from the night before, having not slept entirely well. He had seen his sister, Peachfeather, leave the camp earlier to collect herbs for her den. He glanced at the medicine den, envying how much space his sibling had in there. Many times he had teasingly asked her if he could sleep in there, as a joke. He secretly meant it.
Blossomwish ;;
The pretty calico she-cat has just woken from her slumber. She had slept well, her odd eyes bright from good night’s sleep. She greeted Sparrowpaw and Applefall, before searching for her mate, Smokestar. Blossomwish was hoping to catch him before she had to go on a patrol. Her fluffy tail was swaying happily as she walked, brushing the dusty ground as she walked.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Aug 7, 2018 8:38:39 GMT -5
Sagecreek ;;
“Gotcha!” The smoky-grey she-cat pounced squarely on a mouse, feeling it squirm between her paws. She leaned down and bit its neck, tasting blood on her tongue as it fell limp beneath her. Sagecreek sat up, her catch dangling in her jaws. Ears perked she gazed around, pale green eyes alert. She thought she heard a voice, and was relieved to see the medicine cat, Peachfeather, appear. “Good morning,” the grey cat called. Peachfeather looked up, smiled, bade her good morning and went on her way. As did Sagecreek, returning to the camp swiftly.
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