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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 28, 2018 21:18:59 GMT -5
[ yes! ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 21:19:55 GMT -5
(awesome! I thought they might be adorable together so thought it could potentially be a cool coupling! Would you like to roleplay?)
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 28, 2018 21:27:07 GMT -5
[ i just got home from work and need to rest for a little ]
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Aug 28, 2018 21:30:17 GMT -5
Is this hard to see for Ashensky? I can change if so haha ^^ ))Cedarwhisp | Heading towards the Loch | Stormchaser (@velveteenwolf ) Cedarwhisp flicked her tail, unbothered by the feeling of eyes on the pair. She followed Stormchaser eagerly, her paws sending a cascade of red sand around her as they descended towards the more. The golden brown warrior's light-hearted demeanor grew serious as she noticed how high the sun had crawled into the dawning sky. Oakpaw would be awake by now, it was irresponsible to leave him stagnant in camp. Casting a longing glance towards her mate, the she-cat sighed.
"I have an apprentice, Stormchaser. What example is eating prey after we've caught it setting to Oakpaw?" Cedarwhisp mrrowed with amusement as the charcoal tom implied that her rabbit had daftly leaped into her paws. "I know, it's almost like it wanted to be eaten by Lochclan's hungry elders and queens." Her tone remained loftily in the air between them, twinging with responsibility but overpowered by amusement. She flicked her honey brown ringed tail at him jestingly, as if scolding him. She didn't have the heart to damper their moods, relishing in their easy-going moment before she had to ruin it. As always, Stormchaser was the heart and soul of their relationship. Cedarwhisp was the one who preached reason, even when she didn't want to. Spiderdusk was probably enticing Oakpaw into some sort of mischievousness already. Hopefully, he hadn't worried out of his pelt looking for her, she knew how anxious Oakpaw could get.
Ashensky | The Red Summit | Open (@tags) A shadowy figure, thick with mist apart from two differently colored eyes billowed in the farthest niche of the pair's vision. Her yellow eye burned in stark contrast with her pale grey silhouette, while the green counterpart appeared apathetically disinterested. Ashensky felt herself retch inwardly at the two cat's gushy interaction. Her creamy-brown markings marred her greyish appearance, tinged with the color of smoke and ash. A once striking she-cat with an easy to look at appearance, Ashensky looked hollow and seethed with a turbulent, evil energy. Her earthly facade of a kind and gentle Lochclan warrior had shattered moons ago with the death of her mate, Brokenash. Blinded with rage and a sudden bloodlust for vengeance, she'd struck out at her clanmates and murdered Hemlockstar's beloved Cherrykit. She made it look accidental, like a drowning, but some hadn't fallen for her ruse. No cat had mourned for her death, not that Ashensky cared. Her gaze burned into the morning sunlight as she disappeared into the bloodred sand. Ticked off at Stormchaser and Cedarwhisp's love, they might as well have rubbed her nose in it. Oh, well. I'll send some more of those lovely dreams her way, Ashensky snickered to herself as her cruel expression faded into the marigold sunlight.
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 28, 2018 21:39:11 GMT -5
hey everyone! are there any cats open/anywhere I can jump in? If not I can just post some starters for someone to respond to :3
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Aug 28, 2018 21:41:18 GMT -5
Ashensky is a dark forest spirit, but she's open if you have any Dark forest allies. ^^ I'm going to be logging off soon but I will be able to Rp tomorrow as well. ))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 21:43:14 GMT -5
(I’m sorry lm but if you look in the fine print of my rules, once you’ve joined you are mine forever and will never be allowed sleep.) “Goody two paws,” he growled playfully. In more respects than one, the pair were very different at first glance. Even in terms of pelts, his the colour of midnight and hers the shine of early morning sun, and he was the one more likely to break the rules. Of course never anything major or worrisome that would hurt a cat, but the small things he saw no reason with. His beloved on the alternate paw kept the code at her very heart, sometimes he jokingly said she loved her code more than she loved him, though he knew, or at the very least strongly hoped, it was only a joke. “Rules are made to be broken, and I wont tell if you dont.” He purred, dropping the prey and sitting down opposite her, watching with a bright amusement in his gaze as he wrapped his tail around his paws.
Thinking nothing of her scolding, the tom was a couple of moons her younger and hence was more than used to it when they were apprentices and young, or rather younger warriors. He watched her with a playful grin in his gaze, “Fine. We’ll eat your rabbit, if it makes you feel any better.” He purred, darting forward to pick the rabbit from her pile, before turning and tearing down the hillside in the direction of the lake. Skidding to a stop on the shore, and looking back with an expectant look to his gaze But he froze when he looked back, heart all but stopping in his chest.
For the briefest of moments, he could have sworn he’d seen something mere foxlengths behind his mate. Watching her, a shadow, a cloud, something which shot ear through his heart and tore a vicious growl from his throat. But by the time he’d moved to lunge back up the cliffside to save his mate from some horrific threat. It was gone. .
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 28, 2018 21:48:43 GMT -5
i don't have a dark forest ally :'c I was thinking of having Foxlunge be a df ally, but im not sure
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 21:50:56 GMT -5
(I have violetstorm and thunderblossom Open if you’d like to roleplay arach!)
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Aug 28, 2018 21:59:59 GMT -5
Cedarwhisp | The Loch | Stormchaser (@velveteenwolf ) Cedarwhisp laughed as Stormchaser called her goody-two paws. She didn't see anything wrong with abiding the rules, especially when she held her apprentice, Oakpaw, to the standard of following the Warrior code. The golden brown tabby mrrowed with laughter as the tom snatched her rabbit and fled, his dark figure turning into a streak as he launched towards the Loch's shores.
"Hey!" She called after him, bounding after the charcoal tom as he quickly gained distance between them. Her paws slid on the harder footing for a heartbeat as she adjusted from the supple sands they had just been hunting on. Cedarwhisp grinned as he turned to face her, but her blood ran cold as she saw his expression change. Confused, her ears flattened against her golden-tinted head. "What, what is it?" She said, her claws unsheathing as she followed her mate's gaze. The warrior couldn't sense anything, she was always slow when it came to seeing spirits. It was a keystone obstacle in her apprenticeship that she had worked hard to overcome. For a heartbeat Cedarwhisp sunk to her chest, sea green eyes wide as Stormchaser lunged back up the cliffside. She couldn't sense any danger, just eyes on them- wait. She spun around to face the supposed threat, but her heart sank. Nothing, she could see nothing. Cedarwhisp would rather fight a moorland fox or rogue than the unknown, she battled enough with that when she had the occasional nightmare. She whipped around to meet Stormchaser's eye, confusion etching her gaze. "We should leave this area." The golden brown warrior said, her ordinarily neat pelt raising at the hackles with unease. An odd sense of dread had fallen over her, she didn't like it.
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Aug 28, 2018 22:03:01 GMT -5
[ gonna make some food and then start posting ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 22:09:43 GMT -5
The charcoal tom tore back up the hillside as though it was perfectly flat grassland, not even noticing the ache which soon began to tear through his legs as he forced himself faster and faster. If Stormchaser had heard his mate’s question, he didn’t show evidence of it as he charged past her like a shadow in the night. Heart thundering in his chest as the need to protect his mate overtook every other logic in his head. Though he knew all too well his mate was more than capable of looking after herself, something feral had been sparked in his chest along with the fear and he wasn’t thinking straight enough to realise anything else other than his instinct to protect what was his. But by the time he had reached the red summit again, there was no evidence of anything which had caused the fear to tear through him, panting and ears pinned flat to his head. He glanced back at the sound of his mate’s approaching pawsteps, he placed himself in front of her until he was absolutely sure nothing was left of whatever he had seen, and he turned back to his mate with a frustrated growl. Nuzzling close to her, it was apparent he had been panicked by whatever he had seen, and he was trying to assure himself she was fine. “Definitely,” he replied, sounding more like himself though the fur along his spine continued to stand on end. Shaking himself as though to try and calm himself of his frustrations and fear, “Camp?” He asked with a twitch of his ears. All thoughts of a meal by the loch gone.
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 28, 2018 22:12:49 GMT -5
-claims Violetshadow- Writing up starters now ~
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Post by ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ on Aug 28, 2018 22:43:26 GMT -5
Aw, the heck with it! I'll try out, why not? :> Prefixes;; Wolf-, Rille-, Ivory(?)
Note, would it be okay if I claimed one of Thunderblossom's kits when they are born? Or are they already established? I had an idea for a character who would fit right in as one of her kits.
Wolftumble Wolftumble is a large-framed, broad beast of a she-cat, being a head taller than the average tomcat. Her fur is semi-long and slightly wavy with small curls on the longer ends. She often forgets to groom, leaving small bits of twigs, leaves and flowers tangled in her gray coat. She has tufted ears, a bushy tail, and dark gray classic tabby markings. Her eyes are steely blue and she has a square-ish muzzle. Despite her intimidating size, Wolftumble is a gentle giant and usually has good intentions. She tries to be kind and positive towards everyone, but doesn't hold back if you push her too far. She can be a bit anxious, and has some difficulty trusting people because of abandonment issues. Wolftumble isn't an entirely social cat, and prefers to socialize with one or two cats a time or else she might get overwhelmed and her anxiety takes over. ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ Warrior N/A Other
Rillepaw Rillepaw is a lean, lanky white tomcat with gray patches across his coat and across his face. He has sharp features and an angular face shape, complete with almond-shaped sapphire blue eyes. His fur is short and thin, which keeps him cool during warm moons but he also gets easily cold during the chillier times. Rillepaw is a reserved tomcat, and usually doesn't talk much. The time others spend talking, he would rather spend observing and listening. He is very intelligent and eloquent when speaking, and chooses his words carefully. That being said, he isn't much of a social cat, and would often prefer to be alone. He is usually kind, and tries to be polite, but doesn't really like to get into other cats business. Socially, Rillepaw lacks the ability to sense most social cues and metaphors and often replies literally to them. ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ Apprentice Parents and siblings open! Other
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 28, 2018 22:43:41 GMT -5
Violetstorm - - - LochClan Camp; Open; @tags
The delicate calico awoke in not an especially good mood, her tail flicking back and forth as she woke to the sound of gossiping amongst younger warriors, who were quickly silenced as she let out an ill tempered hiss for them to shut up. The pretty shecat had spent most of the night patrolling, and hadn't returned to camp until infuriatingly late, and as a result she found herself both aching and tired from an uncomfortable sleep. Certain that her nest had been littered with thorns or something of that ilk by some ridiculous apprentice, she lifted herself to her paws and stretched out. Soon realising that she wouldn't be able to return to sleep until night had fallen again, so she decided at least to try and make herself productive for once. Spending a moment to sift through her nest, her slender paws digging through the nest and making quite the mess but seeming not to care. In search for a thorn or something which might have given her reason for such a poor night sleep, and grumbling to herself when she was unable to find anything. She left the den with a lash of her tail, blinking her eyes lazily from the sleep, ignoring the stinging of her eyes as she stepped into the bright light of late morning in camp. She cast her gaze around camp, noting with a degree of surprise when she noticed the leader returning to camp, but couldn't be bothered to call out a greeting to the tom. Instead finding herself somewhere warm to settle and groom her calico fur for a little while, until someone sought her out for a patrol or hunt. I think this was the last Violetshadow post ^-^ Can Lightninghawk have a huge crush on her?Sorry this took so long, I had it typed up and accidentally deleted it -_- Lightninghawk - Lochclan - @velveteenwolf Lightninghawk was awake bright and early, as per usual. He was usually the first to go to sleep at night time, and while for some cats that might seem like laziness, he was different. He was usually the first one awake, so it wasn't surprising that he would be the first to go into the den when darkness hit. He woke up hungry, with claws of hunger gripping his belly, but he hadn't eaten yet. He hated taking from the fresh-kill pile without contributing to it first, so he had gone hunting after he gave himself a quick grooming. Two mice swung from their tails from his jaws, and he trotted over to place them on the fresh-kill pile. In the next heart beat, he was nose deep in the pile of prey, searching for something to eat. A hare that was surprisingly large caught his eye, and he scooped it up from the pile. But no matter how hungry he was, he knew he'd never be able to finish it himself. He searched the camp for someone to share it with, and Violetshadow caught his eye. She looked like she had just woken up, and not in the best of moods either. He hoped a good meal might cheer her up, so he trotted over. "Hey, Violetshadow! Care to share this rabbit with me?" He meowed through clenched teeth. The rabbit was hanging from an ear from his jaws, but a slight grin still laced his face.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 22:46:19 GMT -5
(ph awesome, it would be lovely to have you blue!!! And none of her kits have been claimed so far so you are quite welcome to one! And they can be mates if you’d like arach? Replying soon)
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 28, 2018 22:47:53 GMT -5
I'd love if they were mates! But I'd love to rp Lightninghawk mooning over her a little bit if thats okay, I think he'd be super cute trying to impress her and being all nervous around her <3
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Post by ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ on Aug 28, 2018 22:49:03 GMT -5
[Oh, great! Thank you c': I feel welcome already! My idea for a kit was Ivorykit, a dark smoke tabby tom with a white mask-like marking across his face, see this kit for reference. He'd be named after his white mask, with the possible future warrior name being Ivorymask? But that's entirely up to you as leader ^^ I'm going to work on my characters!]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 22:49:08 GMT -5
[b(haha fair enough, replying now!)[/b][/sub]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 22:50:06 GMT -5
(I am in love with that picture, and I love the name too!)[/b
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 22:57:15 GMT -5
Looking up at the sound of approaching footsteps, the calico could guess the oncoming question before it was voiced, and she tilted her orange and black dappled face to the side, admittedly her stomach did growl at the sight of the rabbit, and had decided on her answer before Lightninghawk could even begin to form the words, but at the very least she was kind enough to give him a second to ask. Nodding her head, trying not to lick her lips as evidence of just how hungry she was feeing, “I could eat the fresh kill pile right now, so that sounds good, she agreed with a nod of her head, she lifted herself to her paws and gestured with her tail to the tom. “As you were kind enough to ask, you can choose where we sit?” She offered, tail flicking lazily in the wind. She’d have happily sat in the loch if it meant she had half a chance at filling her stomach with prey.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 22:58:20 GMT -5
(gosh darn it, if these two become mates it will be anther weather name added to the family arach XD)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 23:09:28 GMT -5
(sorry guys, i have to go!)
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Post by ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ on Aug 28, 2018 23:10:15 GMT -5
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Post by plagυe docтor on Aug 28, 2018 23:12:04 GMT -5
oh gosh xD I love this family though, they're super cute <3 Lightninghawk - Lochclan - @velveteenwolf Lightninghawk lashed his tail a few times in excitement, though nerves grew in his belly. He'd had a crush on the calico ever since he was an apprentice, and he hoped he didn't screw up or say something fish-brained. Looking around, he noticed a sunny patch in camp not too far from where they were, and he flicked his tail towards it for her to see. He trotted over and settled himself down, placing the rabbit down as he curled his tail around his paws. He pushed it in her direction, offering the first bite. "After you, ma'am." He meowed in a happy, friendly way. His mouth was watering from the scent that had been wafting up to his nostrils, only making him that much hungrier. He anticipated the first bite, but he wanted to be polite so he offered her the first bite anyway. Butterflies also fluttered in his belly. Now that he was a warrior, he thought he might just have a chance with her. The thought made him even more nervous, and he quickly gave his chest fur a couple licks in hopes of calming himself down.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2018 3:12:49 GMT -5
(yes spark I believe they said yes)
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Tekoa
"If at first you don't succeed, call it version 1.0"
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Post by Tekoa on Aug 29, 2018 7:36:13 GMT -5
Sparkly , yes, I would love for Haresky and Ceder to be siblings ^^ She's returning to camp with Stormchaser if you'd like him to interact with them. ))
Also, Velv, they could have kits in the future if any players would like to play them. ^^ If not they can be NPC'd by us if you're interested! )) Cedarwhisp | The Loch | Stormchaser (@velveteenwolf ) Cedarwhisp clung close to Stormchaser's side, her golden-brown pelt rippling on edge. The warrior was a relatively brave and fierce fighter, and would readily place her life on the line to defend her clanmates- especially the ones she loved and cared for. Yet when it was herself in danger, particularly with something she couldn't see, it was...different. The pair walked silently through the tall grass as they passed The Red Summit, giving the bloodred sands a wide berth. Prey swaying from her muzzle, the she-cat's vibrant expression held just moments before ebbed away into a detached, wooden look. Stubbornly hiding how much the interaction had fazed her, Cedarwhisp kept her sea green eyes fixed on the trail opening ahead of them. Her honey-brown tail trailed behind her.
As they neared camp, she successfully bottled up the turbulent feeling of dread that had latched into her chest. That was her specialty, and it normally worked quite well. Placing a white-rimmed paw ahead of her mate's, Cedarwhisp turned to meet his eye. Although unspoken, the look was all she felt was necessary. Thank you, I love you, let's carry on as normal. The last thing she wanted to do was damper their moods, as she had done this morning, after they had had an amazing hunt together.
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