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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 15:52:44 GMT -5
Moosekit tipped his head to the side. In his short memory, the small cat could not recall when he had inconvenienced anyone. Then, he realized that the older tom was joking, and his lips rose slowly in a purr of amusement.
Swift recoiled slightly as he heard the bushes rattle. At first he thought it was an added, but as he scented through the squirrel, he smelled cat. Setting the prey down by his paws, he called out, "Who's there?"
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 16:12:28 GMT -5
Swift relaxed when he saw that the cat didnt seem to be a threat, and he let his claws slide back in. "Well you've found a good place for it." He newer. "My name is Swift, and this is my home. There's plenty of prey to go around, so help yourself." He newer. The grove contained far more prey than he'd ever be able to hunt for himself and he didn't mind helping friendly strangers in need. Then, he blinked curiously. He hadnt seen other cats in the area in a long time. "Where are you from?" He asked curiously.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 17:20:31 GMT -5
Sorry for poof!)
Swift paused at the question, curling his tail around his paws. "Badgers? They hang around but they usually dont bother us. As long as you steer clear of their send you should be fine. They cycle between them frequently." He mewed "Why do you ask?"
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 17:48:18 GMT -5
Swift's eyes widened at her words. "You must have some protection over you! If that badger had come back....Then, he flicked his tail towards the ferns behind him. "There's a hollow tree near where I stay. It should easily fit you and your friend. It should be much safer than a badgers den, at least." He mewed.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 18:04:37 GMT -5
"Sure." Swift mewed, picking up the squirrel and turning to the bushes, raising his tail in an invitation to follow him. "I never got your name, by the way." He mewed around the fresh-kill as he lead the way.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 19:32:56 GMT -5
Just got home from work!)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 19:59:59 GMT -5
"Beesplash? Haven't heard a name like that in a long time." Swift mewed, squinting in consternation as he tried to remember. Then, he realized, "My mother. She had a name like that, with two parts. Her name was Dawnfur." He mewed thoughtfully, tipping his head to the side. "She was a clan cat."
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Jan 3, 2019 20:14:44 GMT -5
{{ ahh sorry for the poof }}
Clearpaw smiled and watched the two other clan cats talk. She flicked her tail tip and looked around. Oh how we've changed...she silently mumbled. Her blue gaze fell upon Moosekit once again. She padded up to the duo and licked Moosekit's head lightly before curling up next to Riverpaw. She wasn't asleep though, just wanted to be closer to the kits since she was help watching them.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 20:27:00 GMT -5
Swift shook his head sadly. "No, not anymore at least. The Clan my mother belonged to perished many many seasons ago. She was a survivor who met my father in the wilderness. He took her in and tended to her sickness, and eventually, she gave birth to his kid - me. I only know about the clan from stories, though. There hasn't been any kind of Clan here in my living memory. Most cats here live on their own. And most aren't as friendly as me." He added with a rumble of amusement.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Jan 3, 2019 21:15:25 GMT -5
"It is...I've noticed it was stronger today" she mumbled back quietly. Her ears flicked back and forth and her blue orbs went to look at Riverpaw. She started fidgeting hoping her nervousness wasn't coming off. Jeez Riverpaw have to make me go think about badgers...Clearpaw frowned slightly.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 3, 2019 21:21:47 GMT -5
"So Clans have survived even beyond my mother's time...Maybe there was a reason you came here." Swift mewed thoughtfully. Finally, he came to a decision. "While the hollow may fit two cats comfortably, any more than that would be far too cramped. I have a small clearing that I call home just a few fox-lengths away from it. Your Clan could stay there. It won't be able to support a large number of cats forever, but you'll be safe there." He mewed. He never offered his home, no matter how friendly the cat was. But this time, it was different. He wanted to help this Clan, however he could.
Moosekit's eyes widened in alarm. "Do you think it's coming here?" He squeaked, looking nervously over at his sister, who was still blissfully asleep. Laurelkit could probably sleep through an entire badger fight if she felt like it.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Jan 3, 2019 22:23:59 GMT -5
Clearpaw shot a quick glare at Riverpaw before looking at Moosekit, she leaned her head down and licked the kit's cheek. "If we don't make any sounds or movement it shouldn't notice us," the apprentice mumbled quietly to the kit. She pulled the tom into her so he would be more comforted before looking at Riverpaw. "We can't just up and leave without Beesplash with us," she quietly and quickly said.
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Post by ᴄᴏʀᴅɪᴀʟ on Jan 4, 2019 19:01:22 GMT -5
- Featherpaw - 9 moons - Future Apprentice/Warrior - Featherpaw is a small silver tabby tom, with a thick, glossy coat and a long bushy tail that gives him an elegant air. He has soft gray eyes, and although his regal coat would make one think he holds himself high, his usual stature is slouching and downcast. Due to the recent schism of clans, his family was lost, and the wound is open and fresh to him, so try as he might he can never stay happy without his thoughts returning to grief. However, despite his loss, he realizes that the others have been through equal pain, so he does his best to keep his hopes up and take care of all of his clanmates. When Featherpaw isn't brooding or distracting himself with hunting, he can be quite fun and act much more like a mischievous apprentice, although he's always been rather mellow and shy about it. - Featherpaw was born in Brackenclan to Dawnstream and Silverleap, two noble Brackenclan warriors who fought tooth and claw against Flareclan. He also had two sisters, Dewpaw and Stormpaw, who were both lost as the three of them were trying to flee from the Flareclan invasion.
- Nala - 23 moons - Future Medicine Cat - Nala is an ex-kittypet, having run away from her cruel owner when she was 13 moons old and feebly surviving in the wild until she was found by the remnants of Brackenclan. She is very reserved and keeps to herself, but also rushes to assure her new clanmates that she's very appreciative of them taking her in. She does not have the traditional fighting skills of a cat who grew up in the wild and therefore is extremely skittish, fleeing from loud noises and generally being jumpy. However, her sense of smell is incredibly keen, and she's able to sniff out prey or herbs even prior to rain. Nala isn't particularly used to being around other cats, but her relief at being taken in overwhelms her trust issues and therefore, she trusts Brackenclan with her life. That being said, she's a bit awkward socializing with the other cats, and prefers to keep to herself. She has thick, brownish-gold fur with lighter honey brown tabby markings and intense brown eyes, and a hidden scar on her neck from the removal of her old collar.
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Post by ᴄᴏʀᴅɪᴀʟ on Jan 6, 2019 1:59:36 GMT -5
(( Ty for accepting me! That's definitely fine with me, I'd prefer to have her already integrated in with them Anytime you'd like to start rping is good w me! )) (( Also, the new main page format is so pretty ))
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Post by ᴄᴏʀᴅɪᴀʟ on Jan 6, 2019 14:36:43 GMT -5
(( The rogue option sounds good! I can send Featherpaw straying from the group to hunt or something. Would you like to start of should I? ))
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