decmbermoon
Hi I'm looking for a roleplay group/Clan with. Does anybody having any openings?
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Post by decmbermoon on Feb 2, 2019 14:47:18 GMT -5
(Thank you!)
Agavepaw Agavepaw padded up to Ghostpaw and Thornpaw. "Can I join you guys I'm bored." She said with a huge sigh. Agavepaw plopped herself in front of her brother hitting him her tail.
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Post by Dingo on Feb 2, 2019 21:40:39 GMT -5
Ghostpaw The tomjumped, not realising he’d had company. He must have been so absorbed in his personal training he hadn’t noticed his denmates arrive. He stood silently until Thornpaw returned, giving her an impressed twitch of his whiskers at her catch. After a few thoughtful moments he padded over to a different cactus and carefully began clawing at the green skin until its juice was running down his paws.
“Winecupstar showed me this. The cactus juice is as good as water, so any thirsty animals will drink this if they can’t find an oasis.” He explained absently padding back to Agavepaw and Thornpaw. He flashed his littermates a grin, more than happy for her to join. Maybe a hare or jackrabbit would find his cactus water, though that might be hopeful. There wasn’t bound to be too much prey after all this chatter, and they’d have to be hidden and watch the cactus if he wanted anything to show.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 3, 2019 12:15:08 GMT -5
"I knew that," Thornpaw responded with a smile. "Hello, Agavepaw. I didn't see you there." She waved her tail in greeting. "Guys, I scent an eagle," She said suddenly. "Dig into the sand and hide!" She began to dig desperately. She showered sand onto herself, concealing her from the big bird hovering over them. "DIG!"
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 3, 2019 12:23:34 GMT -5
Sandsky nodded. "Of course. I forgot, but it is also natural." He shifted his paws, he was clearly uncomfortable. "I just haven't had enough time to see her." He twitched his ears. "What was Darkclaw like, when you had your first litter?" He asked Driftsnake quietly. "Was he excited? Or anxious? Startled, or unprepared?"
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 3, 2019 16:12:49 GMT -5
“Darkclaw, that fool.” She chuckled.” Didn’t tell him until he asked, than he was out hunting prey like a fox.” She said with a small chuckle.” He was excited, but had a strange way of showing it.” She added.” Just be there for the kits and help. They’ll love you.” She said.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2019 17:43:36 GMT -5
UnsightlyHeretic831 (Are you going to reply to Whitefoot? I just want to know so I can give him another plot if you aren't.)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 4, 2019 20:01:56 GMT -5
Hi!)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 4, 2019 20:10:51 GMT -5
(Hi, and yes, I will.)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 4, 2019 20:13:23 GMT -5
"Oh, well, if you were doing something bad, I caught you." Sormonfur chuckled. "You wouldn't mind if I walk with you, right? I didn't have much to do in camp, so I decided to follow you. I might as well hunt or help you find herbs."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2019 21:12:31 GMT -5
(Sorry! I couldn't get on yesterday.) Whitefoot's eyes narrowed, his tail prickling under the hot, arid, sun. "You probably don't know where the herbs are. How do I know you won't slow me down?" He stared intensely at Sormonfur, his eyes shining. "I'm thinking about medicine cat things. Important things." He gave a half-jab. He wasn't sure he could not slip about the prophecy while talking, but he was completely sure he couldn't not think of it. Beside, he was the only medicine cat, wasn't here? They couldn't exile him. Well, now... He frowned, thinking about his mentor, Sagesun. He would know what to do, for sure. Whitefoot was sure if Sagesun was handling this he would've already made his choice. Sagesun was probably the one meant to get the prophecy. He looked at the ground.
He was jolted out of his thoughts as he realized Sormonfur was still waiting for an answer. He felt his resolve cracking. "Fine, just... Be quiet. And don't lag behind." He let out a long sigh. "Let's go." He began walking again, down the sandy path. "You can help me carry herbs."
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 5, 2019 21:21:51 GMT -5
(There are herb patches as well as grass patches around the territory, and marigold is common in deserts.)
Sormonfur rolled his eyes inwardly and nodded. "I know where there's a good patch of marigold. I'll be right back with some." He bounded off, his eyes intent to the north. He picked up speed, finally reaching a spot of the golden plant, shining and gently stirring in the hot wind. He nipped some of the stalks, collecting a reasonable amount of it. He sprinted back to Whitefoot and dropped it at his paws. "See? I'm good at finding herbs!" He puffed proudly, his eyes shining happily. He was childish, especially for a grown warrior.
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decmbermoon
Hi I'm looking for a roleplay group/Clan with. Does anybody having any openings?
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Post by decmbermoon on Feb 5, 2019 22:03:15 GMT -5
((Sorry I haven't been on)) Agavepaw started to dig furiously. She covered herself sand. Now that she was safe she looked to see if her littermates had gotten their holes dug, but she couldn't see with the sand in her eyes. She opened her mouth to call out to Ghostpaw, but sand filled her mouth. "Is it c-c-clear" She coughed
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Post by Dingo on Feb 6, 2019 1:07:03 GMT -5
Ghostpaw An eagle? Ghostpaw looked around for it, not picking up any scent other than the usual - plus the three apprentices. Right, birds were in the air. He looked up, tail bristling as he caught sight of the bird. He had a faint admiration that Thornpaw was able to scent something so high up, but that could wait. Ghostpaw watched Thornpaw and Agavepaw hide in dismay - he hated burying himself in sand. It was so unnatural and caused him to panic every time.
Instead of sand, Ghostpaw screwed his eyes shut dived into a close growing cluster of cacti and scrub, biting his tongue to stop himself yelping as long spines caught in his skin. He could at least pick them out later, but for now he blindly huddled under the shelter of the spiny cacti and desert bushes.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 6, 2019 17:06:22 GMT -5
Hey!)
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Post by Protractor on Feb 6, 2019 17:29:00 GMT -5
(Hewo)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 6, 2019 17:31:44 GMT -5
Hi!)
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Post by Protractor on Feb 6, 2019 17:32:31 GMT -5
(hru)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 6, 2019 17:34:25 GMT -5
Good, how ‘bout you.)
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Post by Protractor on Feb 6, 2019 17:36:29 GMT -5
(Fine,I feel like someone drilled a hole into my right ankle and the pain is slowly climbing up my leg but I'm fine other than that.)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 6, 2019 17:39:57 GMT -5
Wow. It’s really cold here in Canada. Lol, it was -58 C earlier, now it’s only -39 C lol.))
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Post by Protractor on Feb 6, 2019 17:41:42 GMT -5
(It was like 60 something down here.Of course that was before I left for school.Ima go check)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Feb 6, 2019 17:58:37 GMT -5
+ or -?))
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2019 20:01:24 GMT -5
Whitefoot examined the marigold, holding his tongue for a second. He had to admit to himself that that was rather quick, for a warrior. He sniffed the marigold. He looked up at Sormonfur, to gauge his reaction at his next words. "Could be neater." He picked up the flowers that looked like tiny suns, nodding. "Alright, let's go. Don't dawdle." He paced on, tail shaking slightly. "We need to find... Agave. Yes, agave." He wasn't really focusing. "Can you find that?"
He padded on, quickening his pace. "We should be able to get a few good herbs by sunset, if we're fast. Which might be a little difficult for some of us." He didn't look back to see if Sormonfur was following him. "We'll be able to reach the Oasis pool soon, if we're quick. So, walk fast." He looked at the sky, he had a reason other than collecting herbs to go there, but he wasn't sure he would be able to talk to Starclan tonight. He quickened his pace to a jog, half-hoping to lose Sormonfur.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 6, 2019 20:53:07 GMT -5
"Of course." Sormonfur nodded. "I noticed there's been an itch around camp. I'll go get some aloe with that, too, if you don't mind." He scrambled off to find the agave. His gaze scraped around for the spiny plant. He failed to find some. He walked further, his tail curled and his eyes darting around the desert and dunes. Where is it? He asked inwardly as he searched for a while. Then, on the horizon, stood a spiky little plant the size of an apprentice. He ran gracefully towards it, his eyes sparkling. It was agave! He happily picked some of the plant carefully, and found an aloe plant a few moments later. He bounded back to Whitefoot, but he wasn't there. He tilted his head, confused, and realized he had gone to the Oasis. He sprinted off towards the path to the pool, his ears twitching with excitement.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 6, 2019 20:54:10 GMT -5
(Wow, it was 30 degrees F over here in California! In the morning, I couldn't feel my hands. IT IS SOOOO COLD!)
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 6, 2019 20:59:40 GMT -5
Thornpaw gasped as she peered at Ghostpaw. What is he doing?!? He is more vulnerable than the rest of us! Without thinking, she immediately leaped out of the sand, sprinting towards the tortoiseshell tom with a worried look in her eyes. The eagle dove at her at pecked at Thornpaw hardly. She yowled in pain and lunged at the eagle, a burning fury in her eyes. "Don't touch my friends!" Thornpaw snarled and clawed at the eagle's wings. It screeched and tried to hook its claws around her spine, but she shook it off and lunged again. She was bleeding heavily, but she didn't care as she laid well-aimed blows at the bird.
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Post by Protractor on Feb 6, 2019 22:20:04 GMT -5
(+,school get cancelled in Kentucky if it drops below 30 or 20.If it gets that cold most the population don't have enough gear to stand for 10-15min to wait for the bus)
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decmbermoon
Hi I'm looking for a roleplay group/Clan with. Does anybody having any openings?
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Post by decmbermoon on Feb 7, 2019 13:15:07 GMT -5
Agavepaw heard the commotion. Startled she pushed herself out the hole she had dug. She started to sprit towards Thornpaw. "Stop hurting my friend!" She yowled leaping at the eagle. She could feel the beak pecking at her. She caught the eagle on the wing knocking it down. She bit the back of the neck killing it. She turned to her brother in the cacti "Ghostpaw are you ok, please tell me you're ok!" She asked the worry apparent in her voice.
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Post by Dingo on Feb 8, 2019 3:20:47 GMT -5
Ghostpaw The tom looked in horror at the sight from his hiding spot beneath the bush. He was suddenly aware of spines deep in his pelt, stabbing through his muscles. He whimpered painfully as he carefully crawled out of the bushes and cacti, gaining even more spines. How was hiding under sand supposed to help? The eagle could have seen them burying themselves and dove for them, at least the cacti and bushes were some form of defence against anything. More annoyed than anything he flew into a temper.
“Why would you do that? I was hidden in the bushes, not even an eagle would try and fight with cactus spines, and I would know because I have them all over me! You both have sand for brains, risking yourselves like that!” Ghostpaw growled and snarled, though there was concern as well as anger in his eyes. When he finished his yelling he moved over to Agavepaw and roughly, worried tears almost forming in his eyes, licked at where the eagle had hurt his littermate.
“You’re a featherhead, I could have fought that stupid bird off better myself from where I was, not out in the open...” This time his voice was low and shaky, though he kept rasping at Agavepaw’s wounds.
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 8, 2019 12:52:32 GMT -5
Thornpaw shook her head in anger. "You aren't my mother, you don't get to tell me what to do, vulture brain!" She stormed off, her eyes blazing. I can take care of myself, Ghostpaw, She thought. At least I was covered!
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