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Post by decipher on Nov 30, 2018 17:24:45 GMT -5
Dovepaw slowly turned her head and looked around to see if there was any other way Quickpaw could help. βI was just about to go out to get new herbs,βshe stated honestly. Her innocent eyes looked into his and the same innocence carried to her voice, "Would you mind accompanying me to gather new herbs?" Pausing, she added with a joking tone, βMy knight?β It couldβve been taken as flirtatious, but her vivid blue gaze did nothing to betray her.
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Post by decipher on Nov 30, 2018 17:34:37 GMT -5
Nightmane chivalrously puffed out his chest. "Itβs no problem, really," he purred. He hadnβt had that big of an appetite this morning. Though he did love breakfast, it could wait if that meant charming a she-cat. As a result he was piqued by her comment. "That sounds awesome! Sure you can come. Letβs head out now while the forest is still fresh."
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 1, 2018 18:25:44 GMT -5
(( the patrol passes by McDonalds.
Larchpaw: McDonald's! McDonald's!
Bumblefoot: MCDONALD'S! MCDONALD'S!
Frostface: /continues past McDonald's/
Nettleclaw: /takes patrol into McDonald's, gets just a small coffee, and leaves/ ))
Bumblefoot furrowed his brow thoughtfully, looking up at the treetops. Dawn's Crest had always been massive since he was an apprentice! It was hard to tell when you had to crane your neck all the way back to see its crown. "Oh wow...I figure you could fit five twoleg nests on top of each other and it'd be taller!" Bumblefoot gushed, starry eyed. "Only Greystar has ever managed to climb the full height. You should ask him." He gave her a little wink. (Omg that's perfect) Larchpaw's eyes widened as far open as they could go. "I should ask him! It's no wonder he's leader!" The apprentice marveled out loud. She wondered what it would be like to climb a cliff that tall... It was exhilarating to picture, but she probably wouldn't want to do it herself. Frostface glanced back to Larchpaw just from the corner of his eye. "Every leader has proven their skill for survival before they have become deputy." He explained, "It won't be too long before we will be seeing off one of our warriors for their own mission." Larchpaw glanced between the two warriors for a moment before blurting out, "What if Bumblefoot is chosen?"
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 1, 2018 19:12:58 GMT -5
((I may free up my cats for rp if anyone wants em))
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 1, 2018 19:18:22 GMT -5
(I have Crookedjaw and Frogpool open if you want to rp x) )
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 1, 2018 19:24:01 GMT -5
((Dashfoot could talk to one of em
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 1, 2018 19:33:14 GMT -5
Crookedjaw lay a tail-length away from the warrior's den, carefully eating a mouse he had picked out from the fresh-kill pile.
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Post by decipher on Dec 1, 2018 20:26:17 GMT -5
Nightmane chivalrously puffed out his chest. "Itβs no problem, really," he purred. He hadnβt had that big of an appetite this morning. Though he did love breakfast, it could wait if that meant charming a she-cat. As a result he was piqued by her comment. "That sounds awesome! Sure you can come. Letβs head out now while the forest is still fresh."
(( still waiting from a reply from Dashfoot tho Voidastral... ))
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 1, 2018 20:54:01 GMT -5
(In that case, Crookedjaw or Frogpool could join in whatever theyβre doing? x) )
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Post by silentcatbug on Dec 1, 2018 22:46:22 GMT -5
OOC: Nightbreeze is in the medicine den, is our MCat inactive? and Flamepaw is open for RP
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 1, 2018 22:57:03 GMT -5
((Ahh sorry! I hadn't seen that.))
Dashfoot nods with a smile "Alright then, let's go!" she replies enthusiastically to the tom. Dashfoot was happy to stretch her legs and get out of camp. It would be nice to have something to do and with another clanmate.
Maskedface eventually arrived back into the camp, giving off a small yawn as he did so. All that sitting around had made him a bit tired if he was honest.
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 2, 2018 0:28:08 GMT -5
OOC: Nightbreeze is in the medicine den, is our MCat inactive? and Flamepaw is open for RP (Yeah, Mutt hasn't rped since they joined. If you want to wait until later to bring Nightbreeze to the medicine den, I have two characters open. )
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 2, 2018 16:27:00 GMT -5
Quickpaw was taken aback, his fur fluffing out with excitement. He stood silent for a heartbeat, eyes widened. It wasn't common for she-cats to reciprocate his advances...especially the cute ones. He cleared his throat and shook his pelt out, giving his chest a lick. "Uhh.. yeah! Most certainly my..." He nearly said queen, but stopped himself for obvious reasons. "..Princess?" He grinned, giving her a smoldering gaze.
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 2, 2018 16:32:39 GMT -5
Bumblefoot couldn't suppress a laugh. He shook his head furiously with a giggle. "Oh! Well then, it was nice knowing you Larchpaw!" he snorted, flicking her across the ear with his tail. "I mean...I may be a good hunter, but I don't think I could bring down a hawk. My size alone would prove that difficult!" He thought about the prospect, a taste of nervousness touching him. He deflected it by turning the conversation to Frostface. "What about you, Frostfrown? You think you could do it?"
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 2, 2018 20:22:34 GMT -5
"Maybe you could climb up really high and pounce on it from above, you know?" Larchpaw suggested, her bushy tail trembling with enthusiasm at the idea of a rhetorical, eventual Bumblestar. But the apprentice would have readily believed in her mentor's abilities to do anything just because she admired him so much.
Frostface snorted at the younger warrior's joking name. He wouldn't admit that a part of him hoped for the opportunity to prove himself as a worthy deputy and help lead his clanmates. It had been a dream of his since he was just an apprentice. He shrugged his shoulders in reply as he navigated through the overgrowth. "Well, I would do my best if I happened to be chosen." He meowed.
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 2, 2018 23:44:00 GMT -5
I just joined! I'm here and ready to rp if anyone else is!)) (( a patrol led by frostface just left, if you want to join it; i also have greystar at the fresh-kill pile, foxtail at the elders den, and echopaw at the apprentics den ))
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 2, 2018 23:56:48 GMT -5
(( sure! you start? ))
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 3, 2018 0:16:40 GMT -5
((Goosepaw is open I believe.
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Post by silentcatbug on Dec 3, 2018 0:23:06 GMT -5
OOC: Okay! Sorry for the delayed reply ^^'
Nightbreeze decided he'd visit the medicine den later. Eventually he'd have to get used to the aches in his jaw, he couldn't rely on herbs and remedies forever. He stepped back into the clearing and looked around. Everyone seemed to be enjoying a social hour and frowned slightly. He was used to being alone but it still bothered him sometime. Even Flamepaw's occasional pesterings were appreciated. He was mostly to blame, he had distanced himself from his clanmates after his injury and was beginning to regret it.
Flamepaw paced back and forth by the camp's entrance. She technically wasn't allowed to leave the camp by herself, being a fairly young apprentice and all. "Maybe no one will notice.." she mumbled to herself beginning to inch her way out of camp. "It'll be a quick little trip. I'll even bring back some food," she added with a smile.
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Post by π»videocassetteπ» on Dec 3, 2018 0:29:19 GMT -5
Frogpool, as though on cue, barged through the camp entrance with surprising force for a she-cat her size with a mouse in her jaws, and the she-cat glared at Flamepaw, noting how the apprentice was suspiciously close to the entrance. "Just what are you doing skulking around here? You're getting into trouble, are you?" She growled through her mouthful of prey.
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 3, 2018 17:57:53 GMT -5
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 3, 2018 18:10:09 GMT -5
Okay!)) Rubblepaw was curled next to her brother in the apprentice den. They'd been practicing moves earlier, until Zippaw decided he was tired and took a nap. She was quietly watching over his sleeping body, with a motherly protective look in her bright eyes. She didn't tend to interact with her other peers, but she was the only one who seemed to understand her brother, so she was okay with that. Echopaw was fast asleep in her nest, twitching about. She'd been plagued by nightmares for several days now, and this morning was no exception. She whimpered softly as she kicked her limbs, running from a giant monster in her dreams. The monster was pursuing her through the forest, trampling colossal trees under its big black paws like they were daisies. It gave a loud mechanical shriek, thrusting forward towards Echopaw and crushing her under its immense weight. Echopaw woke with a gasp and a cough, feeling like she couldn't breathe with a heavy weight on her chest. She rose up from her nest in a panic, sputtering and coughing. It felt so real....!
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 3, 2018 18:16:31 GMT -5
"Maybe you could climb up really high and pounce on it from above, you know?" Larchpaw suggested, her bushy tail trembling with enthusiasm at the idea of a rhetorical, eventual Bumble star. But the apprentice would have readily believed in her mentor's abilities to do anything just because she admired him so much. Frostface snorted at the younger warrior's joking name. He wouldn't admit that a part of him hoped for the opportunity to prove himself as a worthy deputy and help lead his clanmates. It had been a dream of his since he was just an apprentice. He shrugged his shoulders in reply as he navigated through the overgrowth. "Well, I would do my best if I happened to be chosen." He meowed. (( im already thinking that like once bumblefoot has a mate and kits, hell be killed tragically and larchpaw, now a warrior, will be CRUSHED aaaa ))
"I think I'd be an elder by the time I climbed a tree that high, little one," Bumblefoot purred, looking to the sky dreamily. He admitted to himself that the praise would be appealing on the surface, but the tom couldn't possibly know how to cope with so much responsibility and stress. He loved his clan to death, but he was also smart enough to know they deserved someone else as deputy. "I believe in you Frostface!" He chirped to the senior warrior, smiling warmly. "You already act like a deputy--It would only be fitting if you got the title." Bumblefoot perked his ears as he heard a rustle of leaves somewhere nearby. He gazed around, turning quiet and focused all of a sudden. "Larchpaw, you hear that?" he whispered to his young pupil, kneeling down to her level.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 3, 2018 18:20:53 GMT -5
((: P
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Post by echoliqht on Dec 3, 2018 18:40:45 GMT -5
((Ahh sorry! I hadn't seen that.)) Dashfoot nods with a smile "Alright then, let's go!" she replies enthusiastically to the tom. Dashfoot was happy to stretch her legs and get out of camp. It would be nice to have something to do and with another clanmate. Maskedface eventually arrived back into the camp, giving off a small yawn as he did so. All that sitting around had made him a bit tired if he was honest. Foxtail ate her meal quietly in her den, spirits a bit low. She didn't like thinking about her age because it made her feel like a burden, but it was especially hard to ignore when her clanmates constantly gave her special attention to bring it up! However terrible it was, she sometimes wished she were dead... The russet she-cat saw Maskedface entering camp, and watched him walk across camp. His young body and alert eyes were a far cry from her own. This was the pinnacle of what Hawkclan deserved to feed and protect--not old souls like her.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 3, 2018 18:46:24 GMT -5
Maskedface hadn't noticed Foxtail but he did think he ought to check on her. So the tom turned towards the elder's den and made his way over to her quietly. "Greeting's Foxtail." he spoke.
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