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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 16:54:28 GMT -5
(I typed up my reply but I accidentally deleted it DX So I had to do it again.)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 16:54:55 GMT -5
(*cuddles fort desperately* youre alive! Don’t do that to us, my elderly heart cannae take it! XD)
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Post by kanti on Aug 21, 2018 16:55:50 GMT -5
{ Oh no problem! I don't mind not being deputy, I already got the mate lol, and there's no way I'm giving that up. >:3 It's really awesome here, I think you'll like it a lot! :3 Ahhhh I remember my first years on the forum... I was so bad at writing and communicating with people in general. XD Not a nice time to look back at. }
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Post by silversun99 on Aug 21, 2018 16:56:12 GMT -5
(Thank you velveteen!! Should I wait to be added to begin RPing?)
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Post by Falconwing on Aug 21, 2018 16:56:24 GMT -5
(Oh I know how it is fort, I hate it when that happens)
*cough* Velvet-Blizzardtalon *cough*
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 16:57:02 GMT -5
(I still suck but at least i try XD But this is going to be awesome!!!)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 16:57:42 GMT -5
(the subtlety is beautiful falc, I’m working on it And no silv, you are welcome to start now )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:03:48 GMT -5
(Lol I have the horrible habit of poofing randomly and coming back as if nothing happened.)
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 21, 2018 17:14:50 GMT -5
[ hello hi I am HERE ]
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Post by silversun99 on Aug 21, 2018 17:17:16 GMT -5
Silversun sits just outside the medicine cat's den, pawing at a squirrel she had chosen after the sunhigh patrol. She didn't seem to be hungry, though she knew she should be.
Sandflame approaches her with a mouse of his own hanging from his jaws. His muscles, lean and strong, glisten under his golden pelt as he sets it down in front of her. He had just returned from a hunting patrol and felt confident in what he had brought back from the clan.
"Eat," he mews, though Silversun, in her frantic trance, does not hear him. "Eat," he says again, this time pushing her squirrel towards his friend. She sits motionless, still gazing in the distance.
"If I was hungry, I'd have gotten something myself. I don't need you looking after me," she remarks at him, though there's a hint of teasing in her voice. Sandflame purrs in amusement, rolling his eyes at the gray she-cat.
"I was thinking of rounding an extra hunting patrol together," he explains, gazing around the clearing in hopes of spotting someone willing to come along with him.
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 21, 2018 17:25:12 GMT -5
[ silversun99 Hey, I don't know if @velveteenwolf told you this or not but the med. cat apprentice has actually already been claimed by myself ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:25:18 GMT -5
Blizzardtalon- - - Tumbling Trees; Lynxgaze and Smokepaw; Falconwing @fortunata
The snowy grey tom had moved to give his own thoughts regarding her choice of destination, when the pair were interrupted by the voice of Lynxgaze's apprentice. Turning his gaze onto the younger shecat, it was a friendly enough one as he nodded his massive head in greeting of the shecat who was dwarfed in comparison to his size. "Good morning," he spoke kindly as the trio of cats continued their careful way from camp. Before nodding his head back in the direction of the dark furred warrior accompanying them, a 'lead the way' type of gesture. Whilst he wouldn't have voiced his concerns for fear of coming out of the conversation sounding like a whiny kit, but he would rather not have ventured to the tumbling trees. It was a place which involved a great deal of climbing, which was reasonable enough in decent weather. But he was beginning to sport his leafbare coat, causing him to be far heavier than usual. And that coupled with his general girth during most of the year didn't do much to help the prospect of not being embarrassed by the trip out of camp. All the same, he kept his jaws clamped together, and his concerns to himself. Regarding the apprentice with a twitch of his ears, he tilted his snowy grey head to one side as he asked with a kind voice. "How is your training going?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:25:44 GMT -5
(sorry silv, but med cat apprentice has been claimed, so if you could edit your post accordingly that would be awesome)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:25:46 GMT -5
Gracklefur walked back into the medicine den after he’d finished his prey. It would have been a pleasant afternoon for the tom, his belly was full, he’d sorted through all his herbs, he hadn’t had to deal with any annoying patience, but it was quickly ruined when he walked in. “How many times do I have to tell you!?” He walked past Sandflame and snapped at his apprentice, “Don’t mess with my piles! Everything is this way for a reason!” He looked at the floors that were usually covered with leaves and moss. The tom preferred a messy work space, clean and tidy dens always made him anxious. He was about to say more when he turned to the warrior, “Are you hurt? No so get out of my den!” He snapped.
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Post by silversun99 on Aug 21, 2018 17:29:35 GMT -5
(So sorry! Yes I'll edit my previous post)
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Post by silversun99 on Aug 21, 2018 17:35:01 GMT -5
Silversun leaps back in fear of the snapping medicine cat, but Sandflame finds more amusement in his remarks than hurt.
"We'll be on our way, Gracklefur. I apologize for Silversun disturbing you. Can we get you anything while we're out?" he asks, hoping to make amends for his friend's intrusion in the medicine cat's den. He holds his head high, trying to make up for his small frame against the clearly well-built medicine cat. He watches his friend carefully, sensing the fear coming off of her but knowing that Gracklefur surely wouldn't want to punish her for simply having moved a few berries.
Silversun dips her head to the medicine cat, taking her uneaten squirrel back to the fresh-kill pile. If she wasn't going to eat it, at least someone should. She shivered despite the temperature of the day not being terrible cold. Maybe she was coming down with something? Well, without being sure she definitely didn't want to anger Gracklefur twice in one day, let alone twice in one instant. She decides then to go out into the forest to clear her head, maybe the time alone would do her good.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:35:57 GMT -5
(silv the minimum literacy requirement is 5 lines per character written about per post, please try to achieve this )
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Post by silversun99 on Aug 21, 2018 17:37:32 GMT -5
(Okay!! Sorry I'm so new to everything XD)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:38:36 GMT -5
Smokepaw smiled, “It’s going great!” She said loudly but quickly quiet down. “Well.” She nodded, she never end liked her voice being too loud. “I know the entire territory like it’s second nature. I even picked up a bit on medicine.” She wondered if she was speaking too much, she pressed her lips together and kept walking. However she still felt the urge to express her excitement about her nearing warrior ceremony. “If I master hunting, I can be a warrior...probably.” She muttered the last part. She then went silent and stayed quiet until they got to the Tumbling Trees. (I have to edit Gracklefur’s post then.)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 17:44:47 GMT -5
Blizzardtalon- - - Tumbling Trees; Lynxgaze and Smokepaw; Falconwing @fortunata
Whiskers twitching in amusement as he listened to the apprentice excitedly drawl on, a rumbling chuckle coming from his chest but it was hardly a cruel or mean sound from the warrior, just one of empathy almost. For he too was still a very young warrior compared to most, and could remember the anticipation of his warrior ceremony like it had only been yesterday. How it had felt like the day would never come, until finally his name was called at Leader's Point, now time seemed to have flown. And the frosty grey warrior had settled into life with his full name rather well. "It never seems like the day will come, does it?" He asked with a swish of his long, feathered tail as the trio continued on their path towards the Tumbling Trees. "But it will come soon enough, I'm sure. I know Lynxgaze is a good warrior," he added, sending a playful glance over to the fellow warrior. (ooh what if one of the first signals that the as of yet unclaimed deputy is slowly taking over the clan, is that he holds smokepaw's warrior ceremony before she's entirely ready and frosted is still in the nursery?) <iframe width="4.900000000000006" height="3.5400000000000063" style="position: absolute; width: 4.9px; height: 3.54px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none; left: 735px; top: 5px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_80935659" scrolling="no"></iframe> <iframe width="4.900000000000006" height="3.5400000000000063" style="position: absolute; width: 4.9px; height: 3.54px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none; left: 925px; top: 5px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_99674590" scrolling="no"></iframe> <iframe width="4.900000000000006" height="3.5400000000000063" style="position: absolute; width: 4.9px; height: 3.54px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none; left: 735px; top: 127px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_58359427" scrolling="no"></iframe>
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 18:01:20 GMT -5
Smokepaw nodded without saying anything, but she did agree, it was taking forever to get to the Tumbled Trees. She narrowed her eyes as she saw the very place up ahead. As much as she didn’t like hunting there, she still thought it was a unique place. She loved making out shapes with the long twisted branches, she’d spend all day if she could playing around with the fall branches. As a kit she’d always get branches and make patterns with them. But she wasn’t a kit anymore, she was an apprentice. She trailed back, letting the two warriors lead.
Gracklefur did need cobwebs, he normally took from the spider’s that lived in the den but they seemed to stop making their silky traps. They just have realized that their webs would keep getting taken so they must have left. “I don’t need anything.” The black tom said. Though any cat could see that he was running low, he normally kept them hanging from the ceiling for easy access. But the ceiling was bare with only the roots dangling down. Gracklefur then ignored the warrior and began fixing Silversun’s mess. Though it looked like he was making the mess as he took apart the tidy pile. Gracklefur’s long whiskers twitched as he saw that Sandflame has yet to leave.
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 21, 2018 18:10:45 GMT -5
s k y f e a t h e r c a m p Skyfeather padded into the medicine cat's den just in time to hear Silversun getting roughly chewed out by her mentor. A soft sound that might have been laughter escaped her throat but she quickly covered it up by clearing her throat. The medicine cat's den was easily crowded and right now, the pretty warrior and her friend were in her way. "Excuse me," the burly she-cat hissed a bit rudely as she slipped past the pair.
Unfortunately, they certainly were low on cobwebs and any cat with enough common sense to look up at the ceiling would be able to tell that. The old medicine cat was just too stubborn to admit it; he probably wanted to go get them himself. Settling herself down next to her mentor as he tore apart the pile, Skyfeather let out a small sigh. "Would you like me to run out so we can stock back up? We could go together, if you'd like. It wouldn't hurt to take a nice stroll." coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by silversun99 on Aug 21, 2018 18:14:18 GMT -5
"Not even cobwebs?" Sandflame asks, noticing the lack of supply normally hanging from the ceiling of the medicine cat's den. He purrs, stretching his paws out in front of him and sits back upright. "You don't have to be such a stickler about needing some help every once in a while," he muses, "I bet Silversun would do anything to make up for causing you a mess."
He notices Skyfeather then, his heart fluttering at the sight of the pretty she-cat. "I'll gladly help instead, if you'd like," he tells her.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 18:14:39 GMT -5
Blizzardtalon- - - Tumbling Trees; Lynxgaze and Smokepaw; Falconwing @fortunata
It wasn't long before the frozen fields of their home began to filter into woodland, and their paws soon brought them in the direction of the tumbled trees. He parted his jaws, tasting the air for signs of prey or potential threats which might have been hiding within the shadows of the thick forest. But for now it seemed as though there was nothing for them to be concerned about, keeping an ear perked in the direction of the apprentice, even if Smokepaw wasn't his own apprentice, the grey and white tom felt obligated that no harm came to the warrior to be. As unlikely as it was, considering how deep into VerglasClan territory the woodlands found themselves and how heavily they carried Clan scent, but Blizzardtalon wasn't about to put anything to chance in case they did chance across something. But without too many issues, the trio came across the Tumbling Trees, and the snowy grey warrior came to a halt as he twitched his ears forward and began to search for signs of prey. Tail coming to wrap around his paws as he cast his gaze over to Lynxgaze expectantly, assuming she'd give the apprentice orders before the pair got to work themselves.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 18:22:00 GMT -5
Gracklefur snarled at the warrior, ignoring Skyfeather, “I prefer doing things on my own. Help just gets in the way. I have methods and ways of doing things! And when cats get in the way of my style of working, I get annoyed. It’s cats like you that give me grey whiskers! And I’m not even old! Honestly, I wonder why Frostedstar gave me an apprentice when she knows that.” He muttered the last part, knowing that he apprentice was right there. Gracklefur flicked his long tail and turned to Skyfeather, “I’m rather busy now, I have to organize this place again. So yes, go get me some cobwebs...” He turned to his messy piles, “And make sure they’re spiders on them.” He said as he began sorting his herbs. Gracklefur only saw Skyfeather as an assistant rather than his equal.
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 21, 2018 18:26:27 GMT -5
s k y f e a t h e r c a m p It wasn't like Skyfeather was ignorant to how her mentor - who was pretty much her equal at this point, since she was a fully named medicine cat - viewed her; it was quite obvious but it didn't upset her. She and the rest of her clan knew her worth. All Skyfeather could hope for was that Gracklefur saw how well he had trained her and how perfect of an apprentice she was once he entered StarClan. And ancestors know we all hope that's soon.
Skyfeather shook out her body and fur before standing back up and flicking her tail at Sandflame. "Out, out. You heard him," she mumbled in annoyance. Exiting the den, she extended an offer to the warrior. "If you two are truly so bored with your dull, dull lives as warriors, you can accompany me." coding & icon image by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 18:27:23 GMT -5
(skyfeather might just be my new favourite )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 18:30:14 GMT -5
(Lmao he’s really not old. Just angry.)
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 21, 2018 18:32:44 GMT -5
[ there aren't any moons on the front page so I was just assuming he's a crotchety old man lol thanks Velvet ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) she's my bb ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 18:34:06 GMT -5
Gracklefur watched his apprentice go off, he hated that he had to share his space with her. He remembered when his mentor kicked the bucket, he had the den to himself for a couple of moons. It was perfect until Skyfeather came along, maybe it was the fact that she kept referring to him as old when he was only a few moons older than her or that she messes up his den whenever he’s out but either way, he much preferred solitude. “Hope a fox gets her.” He said as he sorted. “Maybe I should have been a warrior...nah I’d have to deal with patrolling and hunting with others.”
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