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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 16, 2018 19:01:21 GMT -5
Before the she-cat could charge off back into the shadows, the other apprentice was upon her. Minthe gave a snort and attempted to slash at the girl's face as she came towards her. All the while she would attempt to back against the brush so she'd hopefully not be attacked by the warriors from behind. They were bound to notice now.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Nov 17, 2018 13:14:33 GMT -5
hi there everyone! sorry it's taken me so long to get on, school is super hectic and i'm really struggling to keep up with everything
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 17, 2018 13:27:08 GMT -5
(It's ok, me too.)
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Nov 17, 2018 13:44:54 GMT -5
if you have anyone open i can rp today!
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 18, 2018 19:50:36 GMT -5
(My apprentice is on a patrol getting his butt whopped but i think Nightstar is free and technically Snowbird. we should probably adopt off her kits soon.)
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Nov 18, 2018 20:35:40 GMT -5
does that mean people need to claim kits? because if necessary i can ^.^ and i can throw someone at nightstar if ya want
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 19, 2018 0:40:52 GMT -5
(Yes and yes ^^ I haven't decided how many she's having yet. So guess it'll depend on who wants one.)
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Nov 19, 2018 1:41:19 GMT -5
Hazepaw pulled back as she was slashed at, but her claws remained out and dug into the dirt. She flashed a glare at the warriors in the patrol. "Help us!" she hissed, almost annoyed with how they had't even noticed yet. She didn't want the rogue to escape! But she also had no idea what to do to prevent that.
((i could take a kit!! sorry this weekends been kinda hectic but thanksgiving break outta be relaxing lol))
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Nov 19, 2018 16:28:36 GMT -5
i'd be willing to take a kit if you need someone to claimm one
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 19, 2018 18:51:42 GMT -5
(That makes two, and I guess I'll take the third. ^^ )
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 19, 2018 18:54:45 GMT -5
Sounds were beginning to grow muffled. This confused the young Coyotepaw. He turned his head to try looking at the scuffling movements of Hazepaw and the rogue and it felt like it took forever to move. What was wrong with him? Where were their mentors? Still feeling as if he were in slow motion, the apprentice looked down. It was a shock, to say the least, but so surreal he wasn't sure if he felt pain. Blood, so much blood, pouring from his stomach. He tried to raise a paw and place it on his belly, as if he could stop it. "Hazepaw..." Coyotepaw rasped.
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 19, 2018 18:59:15 GMT -5
Minthe spat on the ground before her opponent, fur fluffed out. A weak cry caught her attention and she looked briefly to the male. Lifting her chin, she told Hazepaw, "Let him be a warning to your dear leader." Then, as quick as she came, she'd steal away into the shadows. Enough blood had been spilled. Her message was clear.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Nov 19, 2018 20:31:27 GMT -5
Hazepaw spat in the rogue's direction, then flipped around as she heard Coyotepaw say her name, and her eyes widened. "Oh, Coyotepaw..." she mewed, rushing to his side. She tried not to panic, or at least show that she was. "We're still close to camp..." Her head whipped around to their mentors. "I'll fetch Littleroot," she said, knowing she would be the fastest out of anyone there. She quickly turned tail and hared for the entrance, breaking through like something was chasing her. "Littleroot!" she called, catching her breath. "Coyotepaw was attacked!"
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 20, 2018 14:42:18 GMT -5
Littleroot jumped up at the sound of their name. They sprung into action and swept through their den like a storm to collect supplies. "Take me to him."
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Nov 24, 2018 21:58:05 GMT -5
Hazepaw nodded and dashed back out of camp. She occasionally looked over her shoulder as she ran, making sure Littleroot was keeping up. She followed the tangy scent of blood and cinnamon until she returned to Coyotepaw’s body. She had to keep herself from hovering over him so that Littleroot had room. “It was a rogue... she just came out of nowhere.” Her claws dug into the dirt, both out of frustration and fear.
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Nov 24, 2018 22:45:29 GMT -5
Littleroot looked pale. They didn't know what to think. There was so much blood. They dropped the herbs they had been carrying and quickly went to work trying to stop the bleeding. Coyotepaw was young, so they were trying to be hopeful.
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