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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 3, 2018 19:08:34 GMT -5
(Of course you can claim Cloudy! ^w^ Fun fact: Lightweave’s sister, Snowyfluff chose that name. c: And neetle, her Nate chose Thorn, and Glacierpaw chose Sleet. <3
The cuteness overloads, for now Necro..... for now. >:3)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 3, 2018 19:11:23 GMT -5
Its painfully cute Cac, and I know it will come tumbling down very soon which saddens me XD
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 3, 2018 19:45:21 GMT -5
[ Thank you! That is a really cute backstory for their prefixes <3 I will write a form for them soon. I am thinking Cloudykit sounds like a tom in my mind.
I will try to post a starter for Littledove tonight but I also need to do some quizzes and a friend is visiting. If I do get around to posting her starter, it will be late at night. ]
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Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Dec 4, 2018 8:17:11 GMT -5
(( 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ If you don't mind me doing so, I'd love to claim Thornkit as a fluffy light brown tabby tom ^^ I should have my own replies up tonight as well.))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 15:38:52 GMT -5
(good evening!)
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Post by Taiyou on Dec 4, 2018 15:46:59 GMT -5
Hey)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 15:49:38 GMT -5
How are you tai?[/sub
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 4, 2018 15:56:17 GMT -5
(Of course you can Lyca! ^w^ Feel free to, he sounds adorable! I'll be making my response here soon!)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 15:57:24 GMT -5
(No worries cac! hope you are doing well today and yay, two kits one down. Hopefully someone else will claim the lovely Sleetkit. )
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 4, 2018 16:02:07 GMT -5
Lightweave squealed as she felt her body roll onto it's side, her fur growing hot with embarrassment at being in such a vulnerable position, but she wasn't about to snap at him. How could she? Nettlebite was the man she loved more than anything, and moments like these where he played with her, and fawned over her plump belly only reminded her of the reason she fell for him in the first place. For being such a large, and rather intimidating tom, Nettlebite was in truth, the sweetest, most playful, silly, and loving cat she had ever met. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. She rested her paws gently on his ear, batting them gently side to side as he nuzzled into her stomach. "Of course I feel up to it." She purred, fluffing up the fur on the back of his head to make his fur all frayed. "If I have to roll myself there, fine." The white queen chuckled. "I just want to go out with you again... You know my favorite spot," She combed her paw through his thick fur, eyes resting on his figure, as though they could really see him. "You'll describe what we see along the way, right?" Her golden and blue eyes twinkled.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 4, 2018 16:03:12 GMT -5
(Glacierpaw is going to be such a happy brother! He's not gonna have any idea where to begin though, he's so nervous. ;~; I feel bad for the world the kits are going to grow up in though, lol. Nooooot a pleasant one XD)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 16:15:21 GMT -5
Whiskers twitching as she battered at his ears, the handsome tom nestled close to her with a rumbling purr. Enjoying the moment of closeness with the shecat he adored, this close he could feel the gentle hammer of the kits nestled safely within her stomach. The tom cat sat up a little, allowing his mate a moment of freedom from his playful actions to catch her breath. Gentler this time, Nettlebite rasped his tongue over her stomach one final time, his heart hammering but not from exertion. They're so close to being born, he realised quietly as he moved away from his mate a mouselength or two, offering his shoulder to help her sit up if she wanted it. Though not forceful in case his attention wasn't wanted. He couldn't wait to be a father again, but memories of the first time were burned into the back of his mind; underlining his excitement with fear. He let out a sigh, pressing close to her, his massive frame dwarfed the smaller queen. His pelt swirling with the pale whites of hers. "If you are certain," he replied softly, prepared to do anything in his power to keep her safe. Their favourite spot wasn't too far from camp, and Nettlebite felt certain he could defend his mate should anything go wrong. "But not for too long, and if you seem too tired I'm taking you home." He hated having to tell his mate what to do, but if it came between her safety as well as the kits, and letting her some freedom he would chose the safety and survive the consequence.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 4, 2018 16:33:18 GMT -5
Lightweave didn't mind at all that her mate enforced some ground rules on their excursion. More hard headed girls might have seen that as condescending or limiting, but Lightweave knew that Nettlebite was looking out for her, and their children. It showed he cared, and his worry over her safety was heart warming. The queen leaned forward and ran her muzzle gently against his cheek, soothing any worry with her soft, reassuring touch. "Don't worry, they'll be safe." She whispered, pushing from her sitting position beside him up to all fours. She leaned her weight on his shoulder to help her stand, only a little bit wobbly, her balance was thrown off from the added weight on her form. "What could go wrong with my big protector by my side?" Her tone was playful. Her tail flicked up and booped Nettlebite on the snout.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 16:43:48 GMT -5
I wasn't able to save you the first time. For the first time Nettlebite found him almost grateful for his mate's lack of vision, otherwise she would have been able to see the way his gaze darkened with sadness at the thought. He brushed his nose across her spine in an affectionate manner, "I'll have every wolf on the mountain running in fear if they come within a two valleys of us," he promised quietly. There was a jest to his voice, yet truth underlined his every word. He would have thrown himself from a clifftop to keep his mate safe, and drag his broken body back to fight by her side if she needed him again. Lifting himself to his paws beside his mate, watching her every movement as a hungry buzzard watched for prey on the mountainside. As though if he blinked away for more than a minute, he would turn back to find her dead and bleeding on the ground. He russled the fur between his ears with his thick, brown tail. "Come on then, lets go," he decided firmly. Before adding a little more playfully than he had before, "I'd rather return to camp before Newleaf hits, your slow enough without dawdling." His whiskers twitched as he licked the queen between the ears in a playful manner. Moving from the nursery, resting his tail across his mate's shoulders to offer her guidance and a shoulder to lean on should she feel the need to take a breath. The massive warrior lead the way through camp with great care as to where he placed his paws, not wishing to trip his mate up inadvertently. Until at last they were out on the open mountainside, the soft, bitter breeze picking up around them and battering at their fur. "Better?" he questioned with a purr.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 4, 2018 18:04:49 GMT -5
Lightweave @tnecrodancer A small, relived sigh left Lightweave as the wind of the forests touched upon her fur, the strong gale sweeping through her white coat. The snow crunched under paw, leaving small trails of where the two have been. The open air breathed new life into her, and reminded her that she had really been cramped inside of that nursery. Now she could stretch her limbs, she could breath the fresh scent of the pine, she could feel like a real forest cat. But, as nice as this feeling was, Lightweave was just not meant for the life of a warrior. If she had to choose between having her sight, and being a full fledged warrior of the clan, or the life she had now she wouldn't even hesitate. Lightweave was born to be a mother, nothing could chance that. But, it was always nice to get out. "Much better..." Lightweave purred, her tail sweeping and twining tightly with her mates. Not only as a show of affection, but also so that Nettlebite could guide her between the trees safely. Blindly she followed his lead, looking around, wishing she could see the beauty laid before her. "Nettle... What does the forest look like right now?" The white queen exhaled softly, her body pressing closer into his larger, more fluffy flank. As they walked she heard the beating wings of a bird over head, and the babbling of water flowing over small rocks in a brook nearby. All these things she wished she could experience with her own eyes, but having her mate describe to her the beauty, and paint the picture in her head was just as good... Sometimes even better. The way Nettlebite explained the world around her, it made everything seem so wondrous...
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 18:19:52 GMT -5
Keeping careful pace with his mate, his heavy paws leaving scuff marks in the thick snow underfoot as they walked, leaving a long trail in their wake as they moved onward. The tom remained stiff as he carefully checked the air for scents of any potential threats in the snow ridden landscape around them. Entwining his thick tail around Lightweave's and allowed it to drape across her swollen stomach, allowing the soft thumping of unborn kittens to distract him from his worries. We're going to be ok, he tried to assure himself, finding nothing concerning lighting the air around them. Allowing his soft gaze to linger on her beautiful face, she's going to be ok, he would make sure of it. Pressing closer to her, embracing the warmth of her fur as well as checking she wouldn't get too cold out in the open. His thick coat and life as a warrior made him used to the bitter nature of their home, but the soft and beautiful shecat wasn't quite as lucky as he in this respect. Chuckling softly at his mate's request, it was one he was more than used to by now. And he tried his best to comply in a manner that would build a picture in her head. He allowed his gaze to dance across the snow hillside around them, pausing as he took a deep breath and took everything in quietly, before answering with a soft purr. "As you can likely tell, its snowing," he said with a chuckle. Flicking the snow from his ears with a soft twitch of them, sending flakes scattering to the ground underfoot. "Pretty lightly, but the sky overhead is rather dark. So I think it might not be so light all day," he explained with a worried glance at the thunderous clouds threatening them above. But he didn't think they would open soon, if they were quick they should have been able to return to camp before storms devoured the mountaintops. There will be no northern lights tonight, he thought to himself. "We're passing by hare tracks, so it might be worth a quick detour to see if we can bring anything back with us," he reasoned logically as he caught scent of the fluffy brown mammal but couldn't see it for now. "And in the distance, on one of the northern peaks I can just about see one of the goat herds," he said with a chuckle. The distance made them safe from the potentially aggressive creatures.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 4, 2018 20:00:35 GMT -5
Lightweave listened, concentrating on what the world must have looked like. Her paws skimmed over the snow where the rabbit's track lay, she could feel the indent that the creature's paws had made, and drinking in the air, she could smell it. But Lightweave wouldn't dream of going and hunting it down, it would ruin this small, perfect moment. The queen didn't want anything to change, she wanted to remember this exactly feeling. And, she always had a soft spot for animals. "Mmm..." Lightweave hummed happily, blissfully leaning closer to her mate, closing her eyes as they walked with complete faith that Nettlebite would guide her safely. "I would give anything to watch the light show..." She murmured, imagining what the colors must look like, colors that she had no way how to interpret in the inky blackness of her vision. But her imagination ran wild, she could imagine what the color yellow looked like. She could imagine what pink and blue and white, all of those looked like. And to see all of them swirl together in one amazing performance... Lightweave would give anything. "Heh... Sort of cruel of my mother to name me after the Northern lights if I could never see them, huh?" She jested, but the slightly somber inflection in her voice showed that she was a bit serious. Lightweave wished she could experience that, but, she'd forever just be stuck imagining. "At least our kits will be able to see them, hmm... And I'm sure they'll tell me everything that they see." The snowy queen caressed her cheek on her mates shoulder. They had been walking for a while, and finally Lightweave felt Nettlebite's pace slowly fall as they arrived to their destination, the spot. The spot where he first told her that he loved her.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 4, 2018 20:12:42 GMT -5
Chuckling softly at his mates comment regarding their kittens, he allowed his pace to slow as the pair reached their destination. It was a small area, enclosed by towering pine trees overhead, it was rather pretty or at least that's what Nettlebite felt. Even if his mate hadn't been able to see where they were, he felt it was only right that he confessed his affections to the queen somewhere as beautiful as she was. Lowering himself into the snow, stretching out so that he was comfortable and the soft snow underfoot was crushed beneath his massive frame. Flattening out a small area for the pair to settle in and he nudged his mate as an invitation to rest beside him. Angling himself so that he would shelter the queen from the bitter winds as best as he could not wanting her to suffer from the bitter cold too much. "Soon enough," he replied, running his wet nose gently through the soft fur of her rounded stomach in an affectionate manner, a soft purr rumbling from his chest the entire time. Eyes bright with affection and amusement as he continued with a purr, "We'll have more kits nattering our ears off and keeping us on our toes all day long." He said with a smile, excitement lit his tone. Resting his head across his massive paws as he turned his gaze to the queen with a gentle chuckling sound, "Perhaps we should enjoy our peace whilst it lasts."
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Post by collided on Dec 6, 2018 3:33:20 GMT -5
(Hey, I'm sorry. Also may I request hugs? My beloved grandfather died and that's why I've been MIA. At some points in my life I lived with him and my grandmother due to family issues and I just am taking it really hard. It wasn't expected and he was only in his early 70s. So, yeah. I'm just kinda a mess and trying to stay productive but writing fell by the wayside.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 6, 2018 4:05:55 GMT -5
You can have all of the hugs colli! I'm so sorry to hear it and my heart goes out to you and your family during this horrible time. If there's anything I can do to help do let me know, its the worst to lose a loved one
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 6, 2018 18:39:53 GMT -5
I'm so sorry you're going through that Colli... </3 Losing someone close to you is heart wrenching, but things will always be better. The only truth in this world is that time heals all wounds. </3 We'll be praying for you over here at my family.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 6, 2018 22:38:21 GMT -5
[ I am so sorry Colli </3 It's always hard to lose a family member, especially a grandparent. You and your loved ones will be in my thoughts and prayers. <3 -hugs- ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 7, 2018 0:18:32 GMT -5
[ My exams are going to start tomorrow; so my attendance will be hazy until Wednesday sorry for taking so long for littledove's starter. I used to be good with starters but they are hard to write for me nowadays at times ._. ]Littledove - location: camp and with ( open ) The queen's eyes snapped open as she felt a disturbance that arose to wakefulness. She lifted her head with drowsy eyes and glanced around the den, taking note that Lightweave was gone. 'Probably out with Nettlebite,' she mused inwardly to herself as she shifted around in her nest. She paused for a moment as she felt the wiggling of her kits and she couldn't help but let out a small purr, now realizing what had woken her up.
Recently, her kits had started to move more and more every day for the last quarter moon. Littledove wasn't quite used to it yet but nevertheless was happy to reassure that the kits were active. She felt that activity was a good sign of health. She could still remember seeing the joy on Lightweave's face the first time her kits moved; she was sure that she looked the same when her kits first surprised her with a movement almost a half moon ago.
Littledove slowly pushed herself to her paws, stretching forward and arching her back until she heard a satisfying crackle. She stepped out of her nest and headed out of the cavern that the nursery called a home. Her blue gaze flickered around the camp, instinctively searching for her sister first and her mate second. Her pretty features morphed into an annoyed scowl as she realized that Shadowstar was nowhere to be found and her scent seemed faint in camp. She lashed her tail in frustration, sometimes Shadowstar always left her in the dust and with her current condition, she couldn't exactly leave camp in search of her wayward sister without Dawnthief and half of the clan freaking out. Although, her whiskers twitched in the amusement at the thought of the clan freaking out about a queen leaving camp.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 7, 2018 1:27:59 GMT -5
(No worries Blaze! best of look with your exams )
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Post by collided on Dec 7, 2018 2:03:43 GMT -5
(Thank you everyone for your kind messages. <3 It means a lot. The funeral's next Monday so I dunno how often I'll be about, but I guess trying to stay productive and do things I enjoy is important. I just am so stunned because of how it happened and it just doesn't make sense, I guess. Just hope he's in some kinda nice afterlife, I guess, and consider myself lucky he helped raise me into being a good adult. He loved animals too, and he taught me a lot about nature, esp. rocks. He spent his childhood on a farm but he became a rocket scientist, worked with NASA and did great things. Once he took me to meet an astronaut, it was so cool.
Maybe I'll make a StarClan cat based on him? That would be nice but kinda weird but tbh everything feels weird and I'm just like, "Everyone needs to know how cool he was but can't share personal details aaaaah, just make him into a cat that's socially acceptable." Omg.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 7, 2018 5:43:44 GMT -5
Its honestly no problem colli and I hope you start feeling better soon )[/b][/sub]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 7, 2018 9:16:55 GMT -5
(Blackfeatber are you still interested as you hadn’t been on in a while, I understand it’s a busy season for all of us but please just let us know )
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 8, 2018 21:50:33 GMT -5
[ <3 Staying active is one of the important things and spending time with your family. It is good to have a support system. He sounds like he is amazing, although I might be biased because I live on a farm and I love animals too. c: ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 8, 2018 21:53:39 GMT -5
[ I will start working on Cloudykit ^^; ]
{ Cloudykit } pale grey fluffy-long haired tom with white flecks and green eyes ( i use a generator to help me...) possible personality: fun-loving, spontaneous, selfish, fearless, charming, domineering, Calm, Impractical, Resilient and Reliable Dependent, Joker and Absent-minded
{ @/blazeheart } Kit His parents are Nettlebite and Lightweave. His littermates are Thornkit and Sleetkit. His older brother is Glacierpaw. Anything Else, i.e. role, requests, questions etc.
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