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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 18:14:16 GMT -5
She grins "You're welcome then." Rubberpaw says, taking a seat next to the tom now. She'd begun to get tired of standing plus this 'conversation' was boosting her ego a bit. Something she desperately needed. (aka she doesn't need this but shhh)
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"Well then, aren't the luckiest she-cat ever. Tell me Goldenstone, darling, how is it that I and Ginger could join?" she almost purrs into her words with a clever smile and smooth tone. Not to mention how close she stood to him as she spoke.
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dnacat
But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Dec 13, 2018 18:25:07 GMT -5
~Heatpaw~
"So, Rubberpaw," Heatpaw mewed, letting his tail-tip brush off of hers slightly, though not resting it quite on her tail, "Does a pretty she-cat like you have any plans? Or do I, the oh-so lowly Heatpaw, get to spend the rest of the day with you, the almighty, intelligent, Rubberpaw?" He leaned onto her slightly, letting their fur brush and their haunches touch off of one another, smiling at his own jokes. From afar, many cats were glaring at him, but up close he looked nothing but charming.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 18:31:13 GMT -5
She smiled looking anywhere else but straight at him as she spoke "Oh I don't know. I may see if my mentor might take me hunting." she says as if it was nothing and really, it wasn't. She hummed quietly, a small smile playing along her face. "What about you, do you have anything else you might be doing?"
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dnacat
But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Dec 13, 2018 18:42:40 GMT -5
((Can't tell if I think they're cute or if I hate them together lmao))
~Heatpaw~"Hmm," Heatpaw paused and put on a mock-thinking expression, tilting his head to the side and seeming to ponder for a bit, "I mean, normally I would be going on patrol with my mentor and some of the guards, but," Heatpaw looked back down and wrapped his tail around Rubberpaw in order to tilt her head upwards so that he could make eye-contact with her, "I'm sure I could just pass along the patrol to Paintpaw or Mallowpaw, especially if I wanted to spend the rest of the day with the most gorgeous she-cat I've ever seen."
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 18:48:58 GMT -5
((Samee Part of me feels as warriors they may even wind up good friends and flirt as a joke but idk about that))
"Oh please. I'm sure there are plenty of prettier she-cats than I. Smarter? No. Prettier? Yes." she says, essentially deflecting his compliment to her with a smile as she watched him. She was indeed much less bored than before.
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But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Dec 13, 2018 18:58:22 GMT -5
((I could see them being the kind of cats to have been "mates" when they were younger, but as they grew older they realised that "Hey we're better as friends," maybe?? But I like your idea of them just growing to be friends who flirt every now and again with one another!!))
~Heatpaw~Heatpaw recoiled his head, tilting an ear to one side, "And who gave you permission to spread such lies about yourself?" Heatpaw mewed, clearly confused, "You, Rubberpaw, are an intelligent, beautiful she-cat! I will simply not stand for such nonsense!" He put on a funny accent that he had heard a well-fed and well cared for kittypet use before, voice going much gruffer and... what was the word some cats used?... posher.
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 19:07:38 GMT -5
{ I will in another hour or so!!! I’m finishing up at work }
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 19:39:10 GMT -5
She snorted "I gave myself the permission." she states. That accent was silly or at least in the apprentice she-cats opinion it was. Maybe not to others. She wondered where he'd gotten it from.
((either works!
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 20:04:55 GMT -5
((im sorry I seem to have lost your last reply with Cherrywhisker...
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 20:18:57 GMT -5
{ starter for anyone! }
Ripplewave sat near the warriors area, his gaze brooding with distaste as he looked around at his clanmates. A yawn escaped him, making him seem just as bored as he felt. It didn’t bother him though, he’d go out soon and bother some kitty pets or catch some rats. His claws dig into the ground at the thought of a nice, juicy rat landing in his paws. His solitary didn’t bother him, he did most things alone, as was preferred. At least... that’s what he told others.
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 20:23:40 GMT -5
Shadowcrest saw Ripplewave sitting alone and decided to go talk to him. She bowed her head in greeting, "hello, Ripplewave." She said, "Would you mind if I joined you while you eat?" she asked.
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 20:36:34 GMT -5
Ripplewave started at the sound of her voice, tensing. She was being very polite, which made him narrow his eyes slightly. Not many were nice to him, why was she being nice? He questioned to himself. At her question he opened and closed his mouth, looking shocked. “Er...” He meowed softly. He was uncertain how to reply to her. It seemed to the Tom that she didn’t care if he was known as the grumpy cat that didn’t talk to nearly anyone. Why was that? He wondered again. Did he care? “Um... you can finish it,” He finally answered her, pushing the rat to her paws.
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 20:44:20 GMT -5
Shadowcrest backed up a little, "please, it's all yours. I was going to get something smaller from the fresh kill pile since im not that hungry." She then stood, "I dont want to intrude though.."
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 20:51:41 GMT -5
Ripplewave felt a small twinge of some sort of emotion fly through him, he could picture his mother’s disapproving face at his bitter attitude. Guilt, that’s what that feeling was, guilt. He cleared his throat, pushing the rat closer to her and fixed his deep blue gaze on her, “no. Please, finish it,” he shot her an awkward smile before looking back at his paws again.
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 20:55:51 GMT -5
Shadowcrest inched forward, "thank you." she said before leaning down to take a bite of the rat, "So. How have you been?" She asked, trying to start a conversation.
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 21:05:06 GMT -5
Ripplewave felt himself relax only slightly at her thanks, shuffling away from her a little bit. He felt as though he had made his mother proud, though he always remembered being an awkward kit, and apprentice. He just didn’t get on well with others, and a pang of loss shot through him at the thought of his parents death. The betrayal ran deep, but he didn’t talk about that with anyone. Her voice cut through his memories, his deep blue eyes darkening with the thoughts running through his mind. She was still talking to him? This she-cat... Shadowcrest! He remembered her name, she continued to surprise the Tom, especially by continuing to talk to her. “I’ve been... okay,” he answered her softly, wondering if he should leave or if he should stay and continue on the path down memory lane. Instead, he decided that for once in his life he’d try that thing called... small talk. “How have you been?” He asked, seeming genuinely curious, which was very unlike him.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 21:10:10 GMT -5
((I got cats if anyone wants em
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 21:16:20 GMT -5
Shadowcrest flicked her ear with worry for Ripplewave. His answer certainly didnt seem to sincere. the black and brown she cat decided not to mention anything about that though. "Ive been well." She purred, "I was put on duty to guard Cherrywhisker's den ever since she kitted, so life has been sort of boring just watching the world go by without me." She said with a sigh, "Its left me pretty restless."
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 21:17:08 GMT -5
((I have Lightningfoot, Mudpool, and Copperjaw open
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 21:28:16 GMT -5
Ripplewave licked his lips, removing the remainder of the rat and beginning to groom the misplaced fur back into place. At her words, he tilted his at slightly. He couldn’t imagine being what seemed to be “locked” into camp. The feeling made him claustrophobic. “Well... if you want to you can.. um, come hunting with me?” He offered, clearing his throat more than once. He wasn’t sure why he was being so nice, any other day he would have ignored her. Maybe the solitary was finally getting to him.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 21:31:22 GMT -5
((Ive got shatteredtail, Oilpool, brickkit and my kittypets
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 21:37:35 GMT -5
Shadowcrest purred, "I would love to." She said. "Shall we go now?" She asked as she shifted her weight from paw to paw eagerly. "Its alright if youd like to wait a little while. I'm just very eager to stretch my legs a little and get some of this energy out." She said.
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 21:39:28 GMT -5
((Ive got shatteredtail, Oilpool, brickkit and my kittypets Maybe Cherrywhisker and Brickkit can interact? I can also post starters for my other charries. You can join in with whoever ones youd like.
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 21:44:43 GMT -5
Cherrywhisker with the kits
Cherrywhsiker flicked her tail as she spoke with Appleseed. She studied her kits as they squirmed around her in the nest.
Lightningfoot (open)
Lightningfoot yawned and stretched as he woke up from a brief nap in a small patch of shade. He shook out his yellow and brown striped pelt and smoothed it down. He then looked around camp, looking for cats to talk to.
Mudpool (open)
Mudpool flexed his claws as he scented the air for any possible prey. He was in the forest, not to far from camp. He knew he wasn't in any danger, but he couldn't help but get the feeling that he wasn't alone...
Copperjaw (open)
Copperjaw walked down an alley way, sniffing the near by trashcans for anything good to bring back to the clan. He was also keeping an eye out for any rats or mice that could be scurrying around in the dark corners of the narrow pathway.
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 21:55:54 GMT -5
“We can go now,” He meowed, slightly put-off by her eagerness to hunt with him. He didn’t mind it, by any means, but it made him wary. His trust went only so far, and he wasn’t sure how he felt by how willing she was to hunt with him. It brought him back to the thought of, why is she so willing to talk to him? He stood slowly, starting towards the entrance slowly, wondering if she really would follow him or if he’d be going out alone once again.
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Post by forestpaw on Dec 13, 2018 22:09:24 GMT -5
Shadowcrest got up and followed him glancing over to Lightningfoot to give him a friendly flick of the tail. She then walked out of camp with Ripplewave. "Shall we hunt in the city or the forest?" She asked casually, flexing her claws a little as she stopped. She was already scenting the air, as she didnt want to be caught of guard by any two legs. Ever since the news of two legs taking and hurting cats got out, she made sure she was always on high alert both in and around camp.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 22:15:12 GMT -5
Shatteredtail was laying out, essentially trying to sun himself in the clearing. the tom's eyes watched cats moving back and forth, following each of them.
Brickkit attacked her mothers tail, pawing at it and 'biting' it. Though she was truthfully pretty harmless at her age for now.
OJ stared down into the streets, spotting a cat from the apartment window, she jumped down from the open hole in the wall and onto some metal stairs that climbed downwards, then she leapet onto a large dumpster after the stairs ceased midair. all the while, Pineapple had been following closely behind her. "Heya!" the ginger she-cat greeted, her nervous friend behind her.
((The last one is for Copperjaw, If you want Lightfoot to interact with Shatteredtail he can! I just kinda put him in camp since he wouldn't willingly interact with anyone lol
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Dec 13, 2018 22:15:42 GMT -5
She grins "You're welcome then." Rubberpaw says, taking a seat next to the tom now. She'd begun to get tired of standing plus this 'conversation' was boosting her ego a bit. Something she desperately needed. (aka she doesn't need this but shhh) -- "Well then, aren't the luckiest she-cat ever. Tell me Goldenstone, darling, how is it that I and Ginger could join?" she almost purrs into her words with a clever smile and smooth tone. Not to mention how close she stood to him as she spoke. Goldenstone didn't budge from his spot even with Gem moving closer, although he found himself oddly nervous at her smooth-talking without fully realizing it. "I can take you to our leader, Metalstar. She's pretty tough, but I think I could make an exception and put in a good word for you." He purred, giving her a wink.
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 13, 2018 22:19:15 GMT -5
Ripplewave was also on high alert, his fur prickling slightly with unease. “Let’s go to the forest, it’s probably safer right now..” he grumbled. He’d never been comfortable in the city, the thoughts of his parents death washing over him once again. He shook his fur, shaking the thoughts with them, and started in the direction of the forest. The further from the city they got, the more he relaxed. He turned to his companion, wondering silently if he should say anything to her. She seemed to be enjoying it outside of camp, maybe he should ask her about that? Did she like kits? Obviously she does... he internally smacked himself at his mouse-brained thoughts before realizing that he was still looking at her. Quickly, he looked away, hoping she hadn’t noticed.
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Post by Voidastral on Dec 13, 2018 22:26:55 GMT -5
"Lead the way then." she says softly. It felt odd to find a cat just as flirtatious as she was, though she knew she'd have fun with that. Some sort of unspoken competition if you will. She looked back to make sure Ginger was still there and that he was following.
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