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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 19:37:20 GMT -5
Would you like to start in that case?
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 19:39:13 GMT -5
true, I’m an idiot apologies cac! 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ?
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 19:47:20 GMT -5
and they’ve logged off XD darn, should we go ahead? I don’t think they’d mind and will happily provide milk and cookies if so
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 10, 2018 19:48:41 GMT -5
(HALLO I AM HERE! Sorry, I just had to greet my husband when he came home. ;w; Havent seen him all day. Here lemme respond real quick, get Bluerose outta there for Magpie to follow!)
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 19:49:52 GMT -5
spoke to soon! Awesome: and have a great time!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 19:52:28 GMT -5
XD Have you seen it yet? If not it’s awesome!!!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 19:55:02 GMT -5
it was absolutely brilliant!
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 10, 2018 19:57:24 GMT -5
B l u e r o s e
Bluerose seemed happy that she got her way, giving Howlingstar an appreciative smile. She knew it was a lot to ask for, but to Bluerose, spirituality was everything. She was in a hurry to start her trek to the Painted Hills, for walking all the way there, communing with their ancestors, and walking back would surely take a whole day and night of travel. "You have my thanks. I will depart now, I don't want to keep the clan waiting any longer." With that she stood up, dipping her head to the two of them. When she lifted her gaze back up she continued. "Feel no need to send others after to me, I shall make the trek safely. Quailhop, stay safe while I am gone... Same goes for the rest of the clan, I suppose. There will be no one here to pick up the pieces when I am gone." Her whiskers twitched in amusement as she lightly smiled. Bluerose flicked her tail and nodded again curtly to them. "I shall see you when the sun does the next morning, take care."
With that, Bluerose trotted off, careening away from the nursery just in case Magpiekit caught her eye and tried to interrupt her. Unknowing to her though, Magpiekit had seen her, and was waiting for her opportunity. The little kit watched as the medicine cat padded out of camp.
Cold, crisp morning air met Bluerose's fur. The ghostly hands of the wind dragged through her, carrying with it the smell of fresh rain fall, and sodden leaves. It had been a good moon since she last communed with StarClan at the Star Pool, returning to them would be like greeting an old friend. Without a look back she hopped down the small ledge that the camp lay embedded into, and landed with a graceful fall at the bottom of Dead End Canyon. She lifted her head to the tree tops above the large ravine. The travel would be long...
StarClan guide me true, keep me out of harms way. I will see you soon... She sent a short prayer, and began walking.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 10, 2018 19:58:20 GMT -5
(-Ugly hissing from my side of ring, wearing only DC merchandise-)
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 20:00:39 GMT -5
Apologies cac But you are no longer welcome here, kindly see yourself out AND NEVER COME BACK XD how?? They’ve had one good movie in like 5 years XD
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 10, 2018 20:00:48 GMT -5
(I have larkpetal free, or you are welcome to throw monarchfeather into the chaos of a kitting if you'd like? I don't mind either way I'm currently making my kit ) ☪ Ooc >> Sorry for the late reply, im not as fast as i used to be. But yeah I could do that and just might, I will also work on my kit! ☪ RP >>
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 20:01:49 GMT -5
Awesome, I look forward to it
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 10, 2018 20:03:25 GMT -5
(-ENTERS TRUE FANGIRL MODE- They may not have good movies but their comics are great, their characters are great, and they have the single best villain in the whole world, and my personnel favorite character of all time, the Joker. Nothing can beat the complex relationship between the batman and the Joker, so even if they do not provide much in the way of movies, I love their characters, and their comics.)
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Asexual
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Oct 10, 2018 20:05:56 GMT -5
(-ENTERS TRUE FANGIRL MODE- They may not have good movies but their comics are great, their characters are great, and they have the single best villain in the whole world, and my personnel favorite character of all time, the Joker. Nothing can beat the complex relationship between the batman and the Joker, so even if they do not provide much in the way of movies, I love their characters, and their comics.) { HIODHIOHFANIEOAOKNF TRU. Joker/Batman is a good dynamic. You looking forward to the movie about the Joker? Also please see Venom if you haven't already ;a; }
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 20:11:48 GMT -5
Watching in quiet amusement as the medicine cat said her farewells and left the den, wrapping his tail around his paws he watched her until she was gone from the camp and out into the Dead end canyon, quietly wishing her safe journeys himself. Howlingstar was more than willing and capable of looking after his mate should a threat happen upon the camp, but admittedly he worried for his close friend. But by the time he returned his gaze to the shecat nearby, he had missed Magpiekit following in suit of bluerose. For a moment the tom seemed comfortable silence beside his mate, watching camp around him with a careful gaze but keeping an ear trained on Quailhop as his gaze quietly wandered. Occasionally when he thought she might not be looking he would cast her with an adoring glance but quickly withdrew it on the off chance he’d be caught out. He let out a quiet sigh, stretching out a little so he was ever so slightly closer to her. At last, with a quiet tone of voice he asked what had been on his mind but he didn’t want to ask in the presence of his medicine cat. He watched her swollen belly as he said tentatively. “How are our little ones today?”
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 10, 2018 20:17:48 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I dont want to be mean because Quail's description is beautiful but it is a bit advanced for me and i wish i could describe stuff like that, I had a question though what does Quialhop look like? I read it 5 time and i still dont get the image D :
☪ RP >>
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 10, 2018 20:28:10 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Oh okie no worries, Ive had my fair share of those, lol but thank you!
☪ RP >>
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Oct 10, 2018 20:35:12 GMT -5
Queen ... ♛ | Quailhop | ♛ . Camp . . Starlit 's Howlingstar . -- After the medicine cat made her exit, the queen was left alone with her consort, lending fire to the silence between them. She stared absent-mindedly ahead of her, eerily similar to the statue-like state she’d strike up in the nursery. It wasn’t until Howlingstar’s gentle probing cut the air that she turned to glance up at him, blue eyes tired. Her words fell equally tender, though sprinkled in hurt was present.
“They’re fine.” Though the assurance came out more brusque than she would've liked, that had not at all been the intention—apparent by how her words carried no bite, just exhaustion. Perhaps assuming the leader would take it the wrong way, she beckoned toward the prey pile to redirect his attention and bonded in the direction indicated.
She selected an especially stringy rodent, which tasted worse than is appeared. Regardless, the molly compelled herself to swallow each troubling piece, occasionally giving awkward glances up at her mate.
“Thought up any names yet?”
She was tenser than usual, but this time it didn’t stem from the discomfort wrought by the situation, rather the increasing pain felt gnawing at her stomach. For a moment, she was convinced the mouse had gone bad, or something of the such. Whatever it was, it showed up vividly in her eyes.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 10, 2018 20:45:23 GMT -5
(i’m happy with either one! But, if she comes after Bluerose it would have to be when she’s on her way back, cause if she tries to catch up with her early she would be at the painted hills already xD BUT! It could be that Magpie runs after her, finds her when she’s about half way there, and when she hears hat she’s kitting she runs back and is so proud of her that she feels StarClan had to have chosen her, because she survived the trek to her! I like that idea more ;w;)
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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 10, 2018 20:49:15 GMT -5
(i’m happy with either one! But, if she comes after Bluerose it would have to be when she’s on her way back, cause if she tries to catch up with her early she would be at the painted hills already xD BUT! It could be that Magpie runs after her, finds her when she’s about half way there, and when she hears hat she’s kitting she runs back and is so proud of her that she feels StarClan had to have chosen her, because she survived the trek to her! I like that idea more ;w;) { Oooh, I like that! So I'll have Magpie run after Blue, she catches up before she gets to the Moonstone, and Blue realizes that's sign enough for her to become meddie app :0? }
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Post by Starlit on Oct 10, 2018 20:52:34 GMT -5
Watching her approach the fresh kill pile as a new apprentice might have approached their first badger fight. He watched in sad silence, no one could claim he didn’t try, but it hurt him to see this shell of his mate masquerading around camp as though nothing was wrong when the truth was anything but. Their children were dead and nothing would likely ever feel truly right ever again. It was moments like these he truly struggled to maintain his faith in the stars, what all loving creature could possibly take kits so young from their mother’s flank and leave the queen in this heartbreaking state. It left a dark pain lingering in his heart which he struggled to shake most days no matter how he fought it. Returning his gaze to hers, he contemplated for a moment. Ears burning and had it been possible for a cat he might have blushed from his embarrassment and bashfulness, a response only his mate could ever really draw from him, once upon a time she had the leader wrapped around a paw. In truth he had contemplated names quite a lot. But again he felt guilty for looking forward to meeting his new kits after the tragedy which had befallen his last. He moved to respond when he noted something which worried him. The pain in her eyes wasn’t anything Newton him, but now it was underlined by something which scared him. “Is everything ok?” His tone was stern suddenly.
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