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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 16:03:53 GMT -5
Brokenshadow - - -
Returning to camp at a steady trot was the massive midnight furred deputy, clamped in his jaws was a raven and a small mouse dangling by its tail. His tail flicked contently as he returned to the confines of camp and dropped his fresh kills on the prey, he had set out early enough that he hoped his absence would go unnoticed. For he had fancied a moment of privacy away from the camp and hadn't taken anyone with him. Looking around camp with a curious twitch of his ears in search of his leader, to report back on his findings for the day and find out if Sleetstar had anything intended for the days patrols. Brokenshadow found himself a comfortable place to sit in the warmth of the early morning sun, and waited patiently for the camp to return to life.
Dawnwatcher - - -
Waking up curled in the warmth of her nest, the calico let out a quiet yawn. Rolling over she stretched out her slender legs, trying to rid them of their ache and continuing the reasonable swell of her stomach this unusual position was the only way she could manage it. Itching her spine against the soft moss of her nest, the expectant queen sat up a little awkwardly. Paws not quite wanting to cooperate with the rest of her body, she found herself upright soon enough after a moment or two of turtling, and was thankful for the privacy of the nursery so that no one was around to see her indignity. Taking the moment to groom her dark fur of the moss that had caught up in it overnight.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 16:09:02 GMT -5
((oh yes she can be doestep’s mom!! I’ll put up some starters too))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 16:10:31 GMT -5
(hi nissa! I wondered if dawn could be littlerose's daughter?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 16:20:55 GMT -5
> Dawnleap - Camp w/ Brokenshadow <
Dawnleap had slept in, and was only now slinking out of the warrior's den, yawning wide and stumbling over her own paws. She paused, shaking her fur out and giving her chest a few swift licks to smooth out the fur, then surveyed the camp, blinking slowly, and homed in on Brokenshadow.
"Brok-en-sha-dow!" She stretched and stilted his name, bounding towards him with her tail swaying behind her. "You're already up? That's the deputy for ya!" She glanced around the camp, noting that it wasn't as late as it usually way when she got up. "What's on the schedule for today, huh?" She leaned in. She felt unusually energetic, and was eager to get out there and patrol and hunt (even if she wasn't so good at the latter).
> Glaremask - Camp <
Glaremask was already awake when Brokenshadow returned to camp, and gave the tom a curt nod as he padded in through the entrance. Glaremask was always up at the crack of dawn, and while he usually spent an hour or two at the lake, he had felt sluggish this morning, a result of sleeping badly last night.
He yawned wide, attention drawn to Dawnleap as she practically bounced towards Brokenshadow, then back over the rest of the camp, which was beginning to rise with the morning sun.
> Splashpaw - Camp <
Splashpaw slunk out of the apprentice's den and took a seat near the edge of camp, already beginning his intensive daily grooming, shaking moss free, stretching his limbs, and smoothing down any tangles in his silver-mottled fur. When he finished, he shook quickly, finally getting his desired look.
It seemed the deputy was up, thought it wasn't a surprise there- Splashpaw had pinned him long ago as the early-morning brooding type. Dawnleap was up earlier than usual, and Glaremask was actually in camp instead of off doing whatever he did at such an early time.
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i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Aug 7, 2018 16:22:52 GMT -5
Sleetstar-- Sleetstar had been peacefully resting in his den. A ray of sun managed to find it's way into the toms den. Irritating his vision a bit as he tried to force himself back into what was a deep sleep. He laid there lazily a few more heartbeats before calling it quits, getting to his paws and stretching. He padded out of his den, the fresh scent of rain from last night filling his nose. The tom looked over the camp swiftly, making note of the little to almost no activity. His amber gaze landed on his ebony deputy and he then continued his route towards the tom, "Goodmorning Brokenshadow, you're up early." He smiled, dipping his head at the other. He heavily respected the other cat, despite their contrasting personalities- he was hopeful to see him maybe become an excellent leader someday.
Dustfang-- Dustfang had woken up early, just as he had every morning since the day that Dawnwatcher had been placed in the nursery. His excitement was that of an apprentice who was going training for their first time. He scuttled on over to the fresh-kill pile. Picking out a plump mouse. It wasn't very warm anymore but what else can you expect being it was first thing in the morning? The brown tom then made his way to the nursery to visit his pregnant mate. Luckily, he came in after her floor turtling. Dustfang's emerald eyes lit up at the sight of the she-cat. "Mornin'" He purred, dropping the mouse infront of her and using his muzzle to push it closer. "Did ya sleep well?" He asked, tilting his head like some confused dog.
Brookheart-- Brookheart had heard Dustfang noisily leave the warrior's den. Grunting a bit in annoyance, every morning with this. It was seriously getting on the large tabby's nerves. And though she thought it was bad now. She also knew it was about to get worse when Dawnwatcher's kits were born. Brookheart got up, stretching. Trying to be courteous of her fellow warriors. Light pawed- she stepped out of the den and into the morning sun. Taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air. She glanced with a blue gaze towards the apprentice's den. She definitely wanted to do some training with Splashpaw, but hadn't planned this far ahead. She looked around to see her deputy and leader speaking, maybe when Brokenshadow was freed she'd ask him to send her and Splashpaw on a patrol with some others.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 16:28:50 GMT -5
Dawnwatcher - - - Looking up at the familiar voice of her mate, the very swollen queen straightened and stood up to greet him by touching her pelt to his in greeting, a soft purr rumbling from her chest at the warmth of his pelt on hers. Still trying to blink the sleep from her eyes, she had slept far better than she had been in recent and hence didn't really have the place to complain. Nor would she usually, she lived an easy life as a queen and hated complaining or being bothersome when she could no longer provide for her clan. Hence, her reply was a simply shrug of her shoulders and nuzzling the side of his head. "I slept well enough," she promised in spite lying through her teeth. Resting herself beside him, and taking a feverent bite of the prey she had been offered but not much more of it before asking. "What about you?"
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 16:30:33 GMT -5
((yeah sure! a happy soon to be grandma lol))
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Post by Morticat on Aug 7, 2018 16:45:39 GMT -5
Littlemoss || She-cat || Littlemoss is a slender, small built grey tabby she-cat with green eyes and a short, stubby tail she was born with that she never allows to hinder her confidence or performance. She has an adaptable personality, almost like a chameleon, making her a different cat to everyone she encounters, being exactly the type of energy everybody needs. It comes naturally to her, as does her endurance and agility that allows her to withstand battles for long periods even if she doesn't have the brute strength, her opponent may tire out first. Littlemoss, despite being a seasoned warrior still has the antics and love of life like a kit would. || Warrior || No kin || Looking for siblings || Morticat
Hareflight || Tom || Hareflight is a lithe and skinny tom-cat with sleek brown fur, yellowish green eyes and extraordinarily large ears. He looks like he never completely grew out of the awkward moons of his apprenticeship with his large ears, eyes and tail. He has an abundance of patience for teaching and treating others but he does find it hard to be understanding and patient of cats who don't listen to his logic. Essentially, as long as you're agreeing with Hareflight, you'll be his best friend. He has a nose for even the faintest of scents, making him a wonderful herb gatherer, though when he was younger some would say that his tracking skills would have made for a more incredible warrior instead of a medicine cat. || Medicine Cat || No kin || Looking for siblings || Morticat
Greypaw || Tom || Greypaw is a stocky grey-tabby tom-cat with dense fur and yellow eyes. He has large paws, broad shoulders and a tail that seems to always be missing the fur from the middle to the tip, leaving him with half a naked pink tail. He tries to make up for his tail that makes him feel shameful by having a boisterous, friendly and warm personality and overexerting himself to be a good friend and team player. He is often the one trying to take the lead, volunteer his time and be honorable, all this without trying to appear bossy, though some who don't appreciate his big personality would still say that he can be bossy and an annoyance. || Apprentice || No kin || Looking for siblings || Morticat
caramel
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 16:54:10 GMT -5
(heya morty!)
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 7, 2018 17:23:34 GMT -5
(( Hello yall!))
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i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Aug 7, 2018 17:56:02 GMT -5
{{ Morticat aaaa I love them <3 <3 They're all good except you're forgetting something from the rules :3 }}
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 18:09:49 GMT -5
Settling close to the warmth of his fur, she allowed the tom to enjoy his share. The queen had grown restless and fidgety as the day of her kitting grew closer every day, and she found it difficult to stomach anything to eat. Returning to her grooming as she worked diligently for a little while. "I'm sorry to hear it," lowering her nose to nuzzle at his side in an affectionate manner, her apology was a genuine one. A soft purr rumbling from her as the kits began to pummel at her sides. A grin lighting her expression, she lowered her nose to lick at the soft fur of her underbelly. "Hopefully the weather lightens up a little before we greet our little ones," she added with a shy smile. But her eyes darkened a shade, watching her dark furred paws with a sigh. Her dreams had been filled with darkness and blood, seeing the bodies of her own kits and blood marking her own paws. She didn't know what any of it meant, but she hated it.
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 7, 2018 18:12:12 GMT -5
(( Does anyone care to rp? ))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 18:31:41 GMT -5
((i will! Sorry I was taking my brother to open house - I’ll post my starters in a minute :D ))
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 7, 2018 18:46:04 GMT -5
(( Cool Nissa! I just found out the reason why my car wasn't working. Apparently a squirrel was living inside my car and chewed on the wires. What a time to be alive.))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 18:47:21 GMT -5
((mmm tastey car))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 18:50:37 GMT -5
Littlerose awoke with her tail curled neatly over her nose. Blinking in the sunlight, she purred and stretched out her back. When she stretched her legs she heard a pop, and she hissed. Her hind leg joints were aching again. But it was no matter; the moss wasn’t the problem, this time at least. She moved to sit outside the elder’s den and slowly cleaned her pelt, watching Clan activity and thinking of her own warrior days.
((hmm we uh need a medicine cat don’t we lol))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 18:54:10 GMT -5
Lionpaw had woken up very early and was ready to go immediately. She hopped out of her nest, making sure to prod Beepaw in the side, then left the den with her tail high in the air. She padded over to Glaremask and looked up at him with bright eyes. “Good morning!” she mewed, attempting to get his attention.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 18:54:37 GMT -5
((Oof lol))
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 7, 2018 18:57:35 GMT -5
(( *puts leg on table* I got this ))
"Littlerose!" She mewed with happily with a fish in her jaws, purring softly to her mother. Doestep's tail flicked back and forth before moving across the elder's pelt. "Do you want to share a fish? I need some advice."
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 19:01:24 GMT -5
Littlerose purred and sat down, tucking her paws underneath her. “Of course,” she said, then pat her tail on the ground next to her. “Sit, sit.” When both she-cats we’re settled, she looked at Doestep with a hint of concern. “What kind of advice?”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 19:03:03 GMT -5
> Glaremask - Camp w/ Lionpaw <
Glaremask glanced over quickly, too wrapped up in his own thoughts to pay attention to what was going on around him. He stood, then looked over at the fresh-kill pile, which seemed a bit low. Lionpaw had been doing well in battle training, so it seemed like a good time to practice hunting.
"Good morning, Lionpaw." He greeted, internally wincing. He had attempted to sound warm, but it came off as flat and uninterested as always. "We will be heading to the grand oak today. We'll work on hunting. Birds in particular. Get something to eat and we'll head out."
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Post by lunamoon on Aug 7, 2018 19:07:33 GMT -5
"Ok Doestep. Just be honest with her. She is just your mother..." The she-cat let out a gentle sigh and pawed the dirt with her paw. "What do you think about...Sleetstar?" Doestep turned to her mother with her eyes burning with curiosity.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 19:18:14 GMT -5
“Alright!” Lionpaw said with a quick nod. Her mentor’s rather blunt way of speaking was growing on her; otherwise she may have been concerned. She looked at the pile for a moment, then picked out a mouse. Without bothering to sit down, she took large bites of it and tried to eat as fast as possible without making herself sick in the future.
When she was finished, she licked her mouth clean and gazed back up at Glaremask. “I’m ready!” she chirped between licks.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 19:23:58 GMT -5
Littlerose took a bite of the fish and chewed pensively. When she swallowed, she looked at Doestep calmly. “As a leader, he may not be as strict as he should be, and he jumps into fights rather quickly,” she mused, her whiskers twitching in amusement. “But as a cat, I think he has good intentions and treats the Clan so well.” She tipped her head at her daughter. “Why do you ask?”
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 19:24:32 GMT -5
((curse you rp profiles))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 19:25:55 GMT -5
> Glaremask - Camp w/ Lionpaw <
"Careful. I don't want you to spend today with the medicine cat." There. A joke. That was good. Besides, Lionpaw really did need to slow down, anyways. Glaremask stood, already padding to the camp entrance, stretching as he walked.
It looked like it was going to be a pleasant day. Clear skies, a nice breeze. The wind might make hunting a bit harder, but Glaremask preferred to think of it as an extra training challenge.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 19:38:08 GMT -5
Lionpaw laughed lightly. “I’m sure I’ll be fine,” she said, falling into step next to Glaremask. She enjoyed the breeze ruffling her pelt and the sunshine on her face. For once, she would be quiet and enjoy the walk until they got to the grand oak.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Aug 7, 2018 19:40:12 GMT -5
Adderpool laid outside the warrior’s den, grooming his pelt carefully. If no one needed him, he wasn’t going to jump into anything. Instead, he would wait for a request of his assistance and relax in the nice sunshine.
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