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Post by Dawnmoss on Oct 3, 2018 18:34:02 GMT -5
Sorrelpaw & Adderblaze | Camp Sorrelpaw was taken aback when Adderblaze made his inquiries. She had expected him to just answer her greeting and go on with his meal, not continue, like, an actual conversation. But she kept her cool. Just answer him normally and look as unsuspicious as possible (unsuspicious was a word, right?).
"Of course not," she answered with a smile. She had completely missed the disapproving tone in his voice. "I wouldn't ever put myself before the clan. The clan comes first, right?" There, that was a good answer, right? "I just woke up early and decided to step out and enjoy the morning for a little bit." Yes, carry the conversation away from her duties, that was a great idea!
(Sorry for disappearing last night. My internet crashed.)
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 3, 2018 23:20:09 GMT -5
((hey!! sorry about today, i won't be as busy tomorrow or all weekend thankfully, and i can at least do something now before sleeping!! who has cats open :V ))
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Post by Starlit on Oct 4, 2018 13:39:29 GMT -5
No worries, let me know when you’re on!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 4, 2018 15:21:50 GMT -5
the lovely Kanti has let me know that I can make the position of medicine cat available as she won’t be able to join for a while, so if any existing or potential member would like that role please let me know!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 4, 2018 15:40:12 GMT -5
you’d be welcome to it sm! Would love to have you
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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 Oct 4, 2018 17:28:56 GMT -5
Vervainwilt A beautifully sleek frame of lean muscle creates an overall lissome, sylphlike frame with a soft, yet hardy feel. Most notable for grace and poise, limbs of a proportionally fine and narrow origin levels her equally slim torso with nimble elegance, as though literally made for the sophistication and dignity of a queen. Her pelage is of a beautiful russet origin, unbroken by no other color but a black that lines her paws and tail-tip. This fur silken in texture and cascades in feathered plumes that tufts just about all surface area in equal length, concluding in a beautifully tapered tail, downy to the touch. The fleece is notable to rounding the contours of her crown in an almost winsome light, accommodating two eyes pigmented a rich orange that give life and flourish to an otherwise pensive countenance. One will never see a day when Vervainwilt is not on the lookout for danger. She’s an incredibly anxious and skittish cat, prompted by an incident during her preliminary years as an apprentice. Sometimes, this intense fear can manifest into panic attacks or breakdowns. Nonetheless, she can manage nervousness by being in the presence of cats she’s familiar with. Momentarily free of the alarm that plagues her, she is allowed to be more collected and composed, as well as gentle and compassionate without hindrance. She does not like how the Clan has become, as she wants her kits to thrive in a safe environment. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
Warrior
Open to any familial relations Sometimes, she murmurs under her breath. What she says is a mystery to all.
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Bramblesplinter A looming, muscled brute, Bramblesplinter is huge and intimidating. His frame is broad, with thick, sinewy limbs helping to maintain his muscled physique in an assertive manner. His sheer mass alone is capable of making branches sag from underneath his figure, along with being a bowling ball in plowing down enemies. Likewise, his paws are hefty with bulk, designed exclusively to nimbly dispatch anything that stands in his way. This strapping build, however, no longer comes into good use anymore. After accidentally killing an innocent in a border skirmish, he recanted being a warrior and went into the more peaceful ways of healing. The medicine cat has an impressive, triangular cranium that carries a flat face and muzzle, which is not at all pleasant to look at. His countenance, along with being held in a perpetual scowl, is intensively marked from the battles and brawls he’s undergone, not to mention his battled-scarred body. As such, his coat is messy and battered, the variations of browns and blotches of blacks running down the length of his body being somewhat discolored, not to mention in some cases nonexistent; giving leeway to the pinkish skin underneath. He suffers from an underbite, a prominent feature that displays a protruding fang in a rather eerie light. His twin amber optics are the only pretty sight that his lineaments seem to offer, though the emotion within them remain humorless and tetchy.
Once a ruthless, cold veteran, life as a healer has softened this male into being warm and gentle, though he hides beneath a grumpy, ill-tempered guise. Though he has a soft spot for little ones, he often exercises his frightening facade as a fashion to ward any adventurous kittens away from the den, especially if they mean to steal healing supplies for a bet or two. Besides, he finds amusement in the stories spurned by these incidents, never minding being looked upon as the ‘big bad bear ready to gobble up misbehaving kits.’ Albeit his outer shell can be chipped away by familiarity, it is mostly done in by patients. With clients, he easily caves into being tenderhearted and concerned, especially if they’re younger and scared of staying overnight in an unknown den. He has always had a knack with herbs, though actually executing the healing process was formerly quite a struggle. The very paws he’d used to kill, were the very paws he needed to use to save. As a result, he was initially quite rough and clumsy with his handiwork. However, after much patience and practice, he managed to finally develop the skills needed to be gentle in herbal administering. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע Medicine cat Open to a brother and a sister. N.A
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Wolfsneeze A molly of hefty proportions, Wolfsneeze is the definition of a towering, well built cat. Her anatomy is anything but delicate, instead coming off as incredibly tough and sturdy. This foundation comes courtesy to the strong structure of bones and muscle mass fabricating her build, prompting the total of her impressive physique to have a solid, athletic feel. Her lean, long limbs exercise a brilliant task of maintaining her form upright in a manner that exudes command and authority, despite her rather simple rank. A shaggy coat runs over this frame, pluming in excess between her off-white toes, tail, and around her neck in a mane-like structure. This pelage is painted in rich variations of blues, silvers, and creams, additional patterned streaks colored in assorted shades of blacks and grays. Her face is soft and feathered, though due them accommodating eyes akin to chips of frosted blue ice, hold little to no warmth whatsoever. In short, Wolfsneeze comes off as crisp, sometimes even cold. She’s ambitious to no ends, always wanting to achieve something notable in order to perhaps increase her status as a mere warrior. As such, she has a strong determination to do everything right, even if that means some might have to perish to get there. She’s bossy and commanding when it comes down to patrols, aspiring to lead and direct members of the clan towards absolute success, which some might find control-freakish in nature. Her intelligence is more inclined towards strategic reasoning, making her ever devious and cunning—in short, one to be reckoned with.
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע Warrior (Dark-Forest enthusiast) Open to a sister or brother. Maybe even both/Biromantic, boderline aromantic, but still open to a mate N.A
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Buzzardglide Lean, solid muscle creates the athletic foundation of his well built physique, power more inclined to athleticism rather than brute force. His nimble prowess lends mostly to his muscularly lanky limbs, which are capable of effortlessly carrying his strapping figure in surprisingly agile strides. The fur covering this form is soft and feathered, colored a blueish gray with darker marks softly shading his face, paws, and banding his tail in a colorpoint pattern. He has a soft face which accommodates two beautiful sky blue eyes. As a dead cat, he still sports the death blow that killed him—a ghastly shred in his stomach. It’s basically ripped apart, leaving two grisly flaps dangling from his gut. This was his punishment for all his evil deeds in life. When alive, he was somewhat of a glutton, always renown for eating the most from the prey pile. So when Leaf-bare rolled about, it was always a wonder how the tom was able to keep his weight or why the elderly and the sickly kept disappearing… until a half-eaten corpse was discovered by an apprentice. Before she could report back to the clan, Buzzardglide was atop her in attempt to silence the screaming she-cat. Her cries alerted a nearby patrol, which promptly ran to her rescue. In the struggle, an angered warrior slashed a gaping hole through his belly. The contents were less than pleasant, allowing cats to realize what had been occurring in disgust and horror.
He was not given a burial and was left for the buzzards.
One should think this prevents him from eating in death, but though he can’t store anything in his stomach, it doesn’t stop him from shoving anything down his mouth. At first blush, Buzzardglide comes off as incredibly enthusiastic and kind. He’s cheerful, hyper, and excitable to a childish extent. A charismatic air surrounds him, giving him a rather inviting charm that can persuade just about anyone to acquaint themselves with him. But hidden beneath a happy grin and a warm gaze, is a deceitful manipulator that knows various ways to lure impressionable cats into the pits of the Dark Forest. There, he acts rather psychotic, all former energy spent on acting content and energetic going to his crazed, bloodthirsty counterpart. His job as a recruiter is mostly to meet live cats, as he misses the warmth of fresh flesh. He is one of the more feared cats in the Place of No Stars, and for good reason. He also holds a vengeance to kill the apprentice that cost him his life. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע Recruiter (Dark-Forest member) Open to a living relative?? Dunno about mate tho. If you want to risk anything with your character, maybe... lol N.A
-- Ancient shadows
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Post by Starlit on Oct 4, 2018 17:33:41 GMT -5
Welcome sm! I’m currently babysitting and am without a computer right now, but once home shall add! Feel free to roleplay and I love your characters!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 4, 2018 18:31:01 GMT -5
All added!
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 5, 2018 0:39:03 GMT -5
Bloomingpaw was sitting up in her nest, grooming down her pelt that had decided to stick out in all directions during the night. She knew if she didn't take care of it now, it would stay like this all day, and that was the last thing she wanted. When she was finally done, she climbed out of the hollow and pushed her way out of the reeds, followed by a deep breath of the fresh air and a purr. Tail sticking straight up like a tree, she made her way to the fresh-kill pile.
The apprentice noticed Sorrelpaw with her mentor already, and waved her tail in greeting. As she looked through the fresh-kill pile, she swiveled her ears in their direction to pick up on the conversation; seemed like she had been caught taking prey already. She selected a nicely sized squirrel and padded away, now disinterested in the conversation, toward the nursery. She dropped the squirrel at the entrance of the den and peered inside; her eyes widened at the sight of Pewterstar and Poppythorn talking to each other. "Whoops, am I interrupting?" she asked, hoping it would catch their attention.
((who's gonna be her mentor :o ))
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 5, 2018 2:58:14 GMT -5
{ Hey ! Sorry I haven't been on. I've been moving and can't really roleplay at the moment, BUT when I finish, I will manage to get in some replies this coming week c: }
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Post by Starlit on Oct 5, 2018 4:09:16 GMT -5
no worries Ross! Good luck with moving
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 5, 2018 9:17:18 GMT -5
(( i can do one with laurelstep or palesky!! whichever one youd like))
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Post by Starlit on Oct 5, 2018 13:19:27 GMT -5
(might be a little poofy this weekend, i've managed to badly bruise my middle finger and cant type too well XD plus its my birthday tomorrow)
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Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Oct 5, 2018 16:10:48 GMT -5
((Sorry guys, I'm still not well, so I may reply slowly for a few days. I'll try to get a good reply at least once a day though.)) Poppythorn ~ Camp/Nursery ~ With Pewterstar (Starlit) and Bloomingpaw (✨ nissabug ✨)Poppythorn stretched out on her back, basking in the heat of her mate against her fur as he thought over his reply. She couldn't help the purr that rumbled through her as he promised to stay. "So long as you're sure," She replied, blinking warmly up at him. She felt utterly content with her life right at that moment. "You know I'd never begrudge you, but I am glad for the time you can spend with me," She said around a yawn, snuggling as close as she could to his bulk. Her eyes were half-lidded as she purred happily. Not even the voice that suddenly broke through the silence could lessen her happiness, and she turned her sleep-warmed amber eyes to the entrance to the den. "Good morning, Bloomingpaw," Poppythorn greeted the apprentice, lazily turning onto her side so she could see her better, "What brings you to the Nursery?" There was no annoyance in her voice, just mild interest as she gazed at the short apprentice. Sparrowflight ~ Camp ~ With Wiltedrose (Starlit) and Fallowsong (ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ »)Sparrowflight smiled warmly and Wiltedrose as he nodded and settled himself down. It was difficult for him to lie down, but sitting for any length of time made his hips ache. The short, sharp pain that made his fur bristle briefly was much preferable to the lingering pain that would stay with him for hours. He only winced slightly as he managed to find a comfortable position with his small bird. "Thank you for the invitation, Wiltedrose," He mewed up at her, voice almost chirpy, "It's not a bad morning, so I thought I'd come outside to eat."
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Post by Dawnmoss on Oct 5, 2018 16:22:55 GMT -5
((Hello! If anyone would like to rp, I have Ravenshadow available ^^))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Oct 5, 2018 22:01:48 GMT -5
Bloomingpaw dipped her head politely in the presence of Pewterstar and his mate. "I just thought I'd bring you something to eat," she said, then picked up the squirrel and dragged it closer to Poppythorn. The little she-cat didn't want to be in there too long, as she didn't want to mess with their bonding time. But she still felt it kind to ask real quick. When she dropped the squirrel close to them, she tipped her head at Poppythorn and asked, "How are you feeling?"
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Post by Starlit on Oct 7, 2018 11:35:44 GMT -5
Back! Sorry for being poofy this weekend! Would anyone like to time skip to the morning of the eclipse then and we can get this plot on the road a little?
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Post by Starlit on Oct 7, 2018 17:22:17 GMT -5
I asked to see if anyone else would be alright with that XD I'm quite happy to
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Post by Dawnmoss on Oct 7, 2018 19:17:29 GMT -5
((I'm down for some plot!))
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Post by Starlit on Oct 8, 2018 12:07:03 GMT -5
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 8, 2018 12:17:44 GMT -5
[ I should be getting WiFi soon to use my laptop and roleplay so yeah! ]
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Post by Starlit on Oct 8, 2018 12:27:19 GMT -5
(Awesome! how's moving going?)
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 8, 2018 17:04:55 GMT -5
[ We're finally all moved in as of yesterday. We just got WiFi today, so I should be able to get in replies sooner or later. I believe i need to do the following-
Ashleap to Fallowsong, Wiltedrose and Sparrowflight Fireblaze to Cindercreek annndd Wheatpetal to Fellflower
I believe that's all c:
Replies will come soon! ]
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Post by Starlit on Oct 8, 2018 17:10:02 GMT -5
(the intention is to skip a couple of days to the cats waking up to effectively find the sun gone, so for now you don't need to reply. Shall we just wait for a few more to get on so we can get on?)
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 8, 2018 17:17:30 GMT -5
[ Oh alright c: It's completely up to you. You can easily start us off, and everyone can just jump in as it goes? ]
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Post by Starlit on Oct 8, 2018 17:19:06 GMT -5
(sounds good, give me a few years to type given the current state of my finger XD)
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