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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 0:11:09 GMT -5
Foamtail stretched out right by the camp's entrance, letting the sun warm her pelt. She knew it would cooler during leaf-fall, so she wanted to get as much of the warm sun as possible. She slowly groomed her pelt, keeping her eyes on the cats that entered and left. If someone needed her, they would let her know. She wasn't going to go out of her way to actually do something.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 0:43:04 GMT -5
Spongepaw rolled out of his nest, his fur already sticking out at odd angles. He let out a yawn and a stretch, then licked his lips as he looked around. Crabpaw and Koipaw had already gotten up. He quickly blinked sleep out of his eyes and jumped down from the apprentice's den. He glanced around for a sign of Ploverheart or one of the other apprentices, to find something to do. Hopefully his mentor hadn't been looking for him earlier.
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 22, 2018 0:47:38 GMT -5
((I'm a bit frazzled rn and can't focus so I'll reply later with Mossypelt and maybe they can go talk to Foamtail if shes still open
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 0:50:48 GMT -5
((nice!! and yeah take ur time to defrazzle lol))
Pearlnose padded along the shore, letting the waves lap at her paws. Occasionally she would stop to sniff at a pretty shell or rock, and even pick them up if they were big enough for storage. She knew this was an apprentices' job, of course, but she got more enjoyment from looking at the objects themselves than from collecting them. And she loved the way wet sand felt on her paw pads, cooling and soft. This way, she could enjoy herself but also do something productive for her Clan in the meantime.
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Post by Alchemist on Sept 22, 2018 0:51:47 GMT -5
Breezepaw | Beachclan Camp | Open
Breezepaw sits at the entrance to the apprentices den, gazing out with half-lidded eyes as the gentle wind carries the smell of the ocean through his fur. He yawns broadly, showing off sharp fangs, then lazily stands up, enjoying the warm air in stillness for one last moment before he begins to pace towards the entrance of the camp. I'll catch a patrol on the way out and see if I can tag along, he muses thoughtfully, his nose quivering for the scent of his clanmates. It seems to be a very luxurious day in the camp, which he can appreciate, although it makes him moderately antsy.
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Asexual
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Sept 22, 2018 8:54:00 GMT -5
Warrior ... ♛ | Turtlestumble | ♛ . Camp . . Voidastral 's Crabpaw . -- The cat smiled warmly at her apprentice, finding amusement by the momentary daze wrought by the exposure of sunshine. She purred, seating herself and coiling her feathered tail around her paws.
"How did ya sleep?" she probed, tilting her head, expectant of a positive reply. . ♟ . Warrior ... ♛ | Kelptangle | ♛ . Warrior's Den . . Noivian 's Gullsong . -- Renown for being a light sleeper due to her skittish nature, the molly immediately roused in an alert fashion—falling short of the grogginess typical for one that had recently awoken. Noticing the cause, she relaxed her tensed muscle and smoothed over her bristled hackles.
“Oh. It’s just you,” she sighed in relief, head butting her friend’s shoulder in an affectionate manner. However, the intimate contact prompted a self-conscious reaction and she drew back, swallowing hard; until she regained enough composure to spit out, “Hunting patrol?” The two had been friends for the longest of times. But sometimes… the queen looked upon Gullsong as something… more. But ever since an encounter with a rogue had left her pregnant, the femme had become distant, even shy. They could’ve had something, but she had to go out and ruin in by stumbling into some freakish tom. Who would want a cat like her now? Holding kits of a father that should’ve never happened?
She shook herself and took a standing position, rounded stomach shifting uncomfortably with the added new weight. It was getting bigger by the day, the faint wriggles and squirms of her incoming litter becoming stronger and stronger. Someone was bound to notice soon, if they hadn’t already. Maybe announcing herself to the Clan would be the best course of action, but she feared how’d they’d take it, especially the deputy before her of which her opinion she held in such high regard.
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Asexual
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Sept 22, 2018 9:45:43 GMT -5
Koipaw | Beachclan camp | OpenKoipaw awoke with a sleepy yawn, rolling over a few times before deciding the light outside the den was just too bright for her to go back to sleep. Taking a moment to stretch each of her limbs, she stood and arched her back, savoring the feeling of warmth and movement returning to her. Yes! Today was another day of training, collecting shells, changing bedding, and searching the elders for ticks 'till her paws reeked of bile. And as horrible as that sounded to some people, Koipaw reveled in it. If she could give her all every day, she'd gladly do so, knowing her clan benefited from it. Bouncing on her paws, she exited the den, brushing her way past Crabpaw with a nod. Best to get a head start, so she could practice fishing before nightfall. Alchemist - - { Maybe Breezepaw can reply to this ^^? Just a suggestion so everyone can have someone to RP with and a starter doesn't have to go to waste ^^ }
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Post by Alchemist on Sept 22, 2018 11:49:24 GMT -5
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע ((thats a good idea, i appreciate it! i'll set it up rn ty))
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 22, 2018 11:55:27 GMT -5
Crabpaw | Beachclan Camp | Turtlestumble - ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע The apprentice thought on it for a moment "I'd like to think I slept fairly well." he replies with a short smile. Crabpaw was a generally heavy sleeper. He's pretty sure he could sleep through one of Moonclans storms. "Are we going to be training today? Or am I just collecting more shells for Atollsand?" he questions. Crabpaw doesn't particularly mind getting shells for the Tide-seeker or doing much of any other chores, he'd just prefer to train. Mossypelt | Beachclan Camp Enterance | Foamtail - ✨ nissabug ✨ Mossypelt was settled on a rock just outside of the camp when they noticed Foamtail approach and take a seat. The warrior hopped up to greet the she-cat. "Hello Foamtail!" They give a cheerful grin to their clan-mate. Mossypelt hops down a few rocks as they make their way over to her.
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Post by Alchemist on Sept 22, 2018 11:58:35 GMT -5
Breezepaw | Beachclan Camp | Noivian 's Koipaw
Licking his paw and drawing it leisurely over his ear as he waits for a cat to leave the clan- waiting for an excuse to have to get up, more like- he purrs underneath the sun warming his black fur. But his rest doesn't last long-he looks up in surprise as Koipaw bounds past him eagerly, causing the fur around his neck to ruffle up from surprise. Rustling to smooth it back down, the small black tom leaps to his paws and trots over besides his clanmate, slowing his pace to match hers once they're neck-to-neck. "Good morning, Koipaw. Are you headed out to train?" he questions, listening to the sand crunching under his paws.
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Post by Nomad on Sept 22, 2018 13:20:01 GMT -5
(sorry for the poof last night! went to bed earlier than expected but I'm back! might be a little poofy tonight but I should be better tomorrow)
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Bisexual
wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Sept 22, 2018 13:40:07 GMT -5
Fishclaw | Beachclan's Beach | open
Fishclaw awakes from a short nap, after waking up early to swim and fish. She didn't end up catching anything, the waves being too strong this morning for anything close to focusing. To top it off, her thick coat has barely dried in that time, making her feel and look like an annoyed pile of seaweed. She barely realized she never made it back to camp, and was indeed sleeping on the shore. She looks across the sandy terrain to see Pearlnose padding along by.
Sealpelt | Beachclan Camp | open
Sealpelt pecks around at the fresh-kill pile, not hungry but looking for a friend. Being the only elder in a clan of strong, brave warriors was a struggle for him: he'd much rather be out helping his clan than meandering inside. He briefly considered if an apprentice would escort him out on a walk, but he knew he'd never bother them with such a boring task with a boring old cat. He decides, then, to pad over to the Queen's Den, so see if anyone would be interested in a quick chat.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 14:30:49 GMT -5
Foamtail opened her eyes as Mossypelt approached, and she rolled onto her side to look up at them. "Good morning, dear," she mewed, then stretched out her paws to lay one over the other. Her eyes were narrowed peacefully. "What have you been up to today?"
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 14:55:58 GMT -5
((yeah thats fine!!))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 15:12:56 GMT -5
Pearlnose had seen Fishclaw's body from a while away, but now that she was up close she could say something. She paused by the black she-cat and set down the few shells in her mouth, blinking warmly at her. "Hello, Fishclaw," she mewed, just loud enough to be heard. She knew Fishclaw was quiet like she was, so it made her less uncomfortable to talk to her. "How did fishing go?"
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 15:43:55 GMT -5
Pearlnose nodded, feeling embarrassment rush to her ears. "Just for something to do," she said with a quiet purr, then pointed a paw at one of the shells. "And I also really like the pretty ones." There were a couple of spiral shells, and a deep bluish-gray one wide enough for storage. "Hopefully I'll keep finding bigger ones up the shore."
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 17:53:29 GMT -5
Pearlnose blinked happily and said, "Sure!" She dug a hole for the shells in the already damp sand, put them in there, and brushed more sand over it. It would be much safer than putting them in loose sand where they could get easily washed away. Then she pointed her small muzzle up the coast. "Let's go! Hopefully the sun won't get too hot before we're done," she added, purring. Pearlnose was glad to have company, as well as someone to keep a watchful eye for useful shells.
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 22, 2018 18:06:45 GMT -5
((Hey guys! So I'm thinking about plot's and or events. One idea was to have a hurricane, tropical storm or flood occur in the clan. Another was for a shark or jellyfish infestation to the water. These wouldn't be occurring right now but maybe later on. Especially once its Leaf-fall for the storms. I just want to see if anyone else has any more ideas or which one seems good.
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Post by Noivian on Sept 22, 2018 18:22:13 GMT -5
Gullsong | Beachclan camp | ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע 's KelptangleGullsong purred in laughter, leading the way out of the den so as not to rouse any more warriors with their conversation - already, a few of the ones nearby were giving them displeased looks. "I just got back from dawn patrol, but we can go hunting if you like." Gullsong, observant as she was, had noticed for a while that something was off with Kelptangle. She had her suspicions on the cause of her friend's belly being larger than normal, ranging anywhere from a simple pregnancy to her worst fear, that Kelptangle was purposefully fattening herself up in preparation for running away.
Truth be told, if Kelptangle deserted the clan, Gullsong had no clue how she'd react. Her first and strongest reaction would be to run away with her. They were best friends, of course Gullsong would support her no matter what. But the logical side of her knew that if the clan's deputy were to leave abruptly, there would no returning for either of them if they needed it. They'd be traitors, outcasts. The best way to support Kelptangle at that point would be to hold the clan back as she left, to keep the she-cat from being hunted to the edge of the territory, and convince the clan to welcome her back if she ever chose to return.
Gullsong shook her fur, not liking the idea of parting with Kelptangle. She tried not to dwell on possibilities too much, but with the growing size of Kelptangle's belly, it was getting hard to ignore. "Where would you like to hunt today?" she asked, in an attempt to further draw her mind away from its own thoughts.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 22, 2018 18:42:52 GMT -5
Pearlnose's ears pricked, and she padded close to Fishclaw. "It looks like it'll be a big one," she said, then dove her paw in the sand around it and started scooping out sand. She suddenly started to fret; what if it was a conch shell? She glanced at Fishclaw worriedly, as if to communicate her discomfort, but continued digging anyway. There were shells that looked similar to conch shells but weren't, anyway.
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Post by peri on Sept 22, 2018 18:57:36 GMT -5
(hi nissabug i know you posted that 14 mins ago but i cant find the joining form.)
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 22, 2018 19:13:07 GMT -5
((They messaged me. I think it's cleared up now but idk
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Asexual
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Sept 22, 2018 19:16:26 GMT -5
Breezepaw | Beachclan Camp | Noivian 's Koipaw
Licking his paw and drawing it leisurely over his ear as he waits for a cat to leave the clan- waiting for an excuse to have to get up, more like- he purrs underneath the sun warming his black fur. But his rest doesn't last long-he looks up in surprise as Koipaw bounds past him eagerly, causing the fur around his neck to ruffle up from surprise. Rustling to smooth it back down, the small black tom leaps to his paws and trots over besides his clanmate, slowing his pace to match hers once they're neck-to-neck. "Good morning, Koipaw. Are you headed out to train?" he questions, listening to the sand crunching under his paws. Noivian - - { Pssst, I don't know if you saw, so I'm quoting just in case <33 }
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