brambleflight
Holiday craze. Replies wont be coming for a while sorry!
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Post by brambleflight on Dec 3, 2018 21:27:47 GMT -5
Hi all! I'm bored and want to rp so here's a simple jump in roleplay. If you want me to add your cats to the front page, merely fill out this simple form : Name - Age, short line of description, rank.
ForestClan : Leader : Oakstar - A large, sturdy brown tabby tom with green eyes and long claws. 45 Moons old. 5 Lives left Deputy : Free to Jump in as Medicine Cat : Leapfoot - 56 moons, A sleek black tom with blue eyes Med. Cat Apprentice : Free to Jump in As Warriors : Patchfeather - A gray and white tom with blue eyes. 35 Moons old Flameheart - A light orange tabby she-cat with bright amber eyes. 22 Moons Old Webtangle - A muscular black and white tom with amber eyes. 26 Moons Old Apprentices : Coltpaw - A sleek, long-legged pitch black she-cat with bright yellow eyes. 7 Moons Old. Queens : Softleaf - A pretty cream colored she-cat with green eyes. 30 Moons Old Kits : open Elders : open
Cats Outside the Clan : Bluejay - A small grayish-blue she-cat with yellow eyes. 29 Moons old. Loner.
Oakstar let out a long yawn as he leapt out of his den, which was a large hollow within the biggest tree in the camp. Landing firmly on the ground, the leader swept his emerald gaze over the peaceful camp as cats went about performing their duties. The leader gave his fur a couple licks, grooming himself as he thought about heading out on a patrol. It had been a while since the leader had left camp. He was beginning to feel as lazy as a kittypet. The large tom kneaded the ground with his claws as he made up his mind to go out on a patrol. Glancing around, he looked for cats to join.
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Bluejay wandered near the southern border. She wrinkled her nose as the strong smell of ForestClan hit the roof of her mouth. The loner usually avoided the clan, especially after hearing some rather vicious stories about how other loners and rogues were attacked and nearly killed by these organized forest cats. She was about to turn and head the other way when she caught another scent. Mouse...The she-cat felt her stomach growl. Surely the forest cats wouldn't notice her taking one mouse. It was practically out of their territory after all. Too hungry to ignore it, she stalked after the prey.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Dec 3, 2018 21:32:43 GMT -5
Leapfoot - 56 moons, A sleek black tom with blue eyes, Medicine cat.
Leapfoot sat in the medicine cat den, sorting some mallow and catmint. He was so concentrated, he didn't realize his tail was stuck up in alarm. He glanced behind him and was embarrassed when he realized his tail was up. He gently curled it to his flank, and continued with his work.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Dec 3, 2018 21:59:12 GMT -5
"No," Leapfoot rasped, glancing at him. "I have enough, but I'm low on blackberry leaves. You can get them, if you feel like it," He told Webtangle as he finished sorting herbs. "You remember what they look like, right?" He should, after all that time in here as a kit, He thought as he reluctantly stood up and stretched. He should check his stores for Aloe vera, just in case if any kits got the 'itches', they called them.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Dec 3, 2018 22:30:29 GMT -5
"Thank you," He called to Webtangle, and he went back to his stores. Rosemary, Fennel Bulbs, mint, tansy... It was all there. A few black berry leaves remained, but at least Webtangle was on his way to get some, only if he remembered what they looked like. He padded outside, breathing in the fresh air and padded to a sunny spot and sank down to relax. Finally, some peace, He thought gruffly as he licked his paws and cleaned his ears.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Dec 3, 2018 22:31:21 GMT -5
(I've got to go, I'll come back tomorrow for sure.)
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Post by Raven on Dec 6, 2018 12:00:33 GMT -5
Troutkit was tumbling in the camp clearing, her whiskers twitching as she landed on some leaves she had found near the nursery. It was rather lonely, as she was one of the only kits, so she up alot of games by herself. She began pulling them with her teeth, stacking them in a minipile, and began to nose around with them. She decided to pounce on the pile yet again, tumbling around her feet. Her tumble lead her to the feet of Leapfoot. She squeaked as she bumped into him , mewing out a "sorry".
Whitefur was out in the trees, stalking a mouse. His white pelt made it hard to conceal himself, but he made do. He paused as the mouse's nose twitched. He sprang and caught it , catching it switfly between his claws. His tail twitched as he heard the surroundings of him, the breeze blowing peacefully.
(Troutkit's family can be open to jump-ins)
Troutkit- a grey oriental shorthair with green eyes. 4 moons
Whitefur- a white norweigean forestcat, tom. 40 moons
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Post by Leafheart1 on Dec 6, 2018 12:13:58 GMT -5
Name - Leafpaw (Leafheart once she gets her med cat name) Age: 12 moons short line of description: A smaller brown, she-cat with cream and dark brown highlighting throughout her coat. She has a soft, cream colored belly, an her left front paw is the same cream color. Her fur is medium length, that has a slight shine to it due to her constant grooming. Her face is the same brown color, with streaks of darker brown a a dark colored M above her eyes. Her tail long, with rings of dark brown leading up to a dark tail tip. Her eyes are a bright emerald green with flakes of brown in the center. She has long white whiskers with a dark colored nose. Her muzzle is splashed with the same cream color as well. (( sorry I know it's not short, but I already had it copied )) rank: Med-Cat Apprentice
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Dec 7, 2018 14:22:40 GMT -5
Leapfoot looked down his nose at Troutkit. "Be more careful, young kit. What if I were a rogue? I would have attacked you. If you want to be a warrior, you have to focus on your surroundings, to make sure you don't have a run-in with cats outside the clans," He scolded, twitching his ears. "If you end up in a skirmish with rogues, I'll be patching you up with a lecture," He joked gently. "Now, go play with the other kits." He closed his eyes and continued to bask in the warm sun.
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Post by Raven on Dec 9, 2018 9:38:48 GMT -5
Troutkit pouted for a moment. Being the only kit in the clan wasn't very fun, she couldn't wait to be an apprintance, at least then she would kinda have fun with Leafpaw, even if she was going to be a warrior apprintance instead. Maybe if she practiced,Oakstar would make her one early, and she would become the best hunter there ever was! She nodded at Leapfoot, not seeing he had closed his eyes, and spotted the leaves she had been playing with earlier. She got low to the ground, trying her best to do it how she had seen others do it, and leapt,missing by a mile. Her tail lashed in frustration ,but she was determined to get it right.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Dec 9, 2018 19:18:43 GMT -5
Leapfoot opened his eyes, barely, and saw Troutkit playing. "Judge your distance carefully," He murmured softly. "When you're an apprentice, you'll have to judge your pouncing distance, or you'll never become a warrior." Leapfoot warned her, and closed his eyes again, and napped peacefully.
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