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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 19:30:48 GMT -5
Sighing softly as she watched the kittens squirm and mewl, admittedly she couldn't think of anything worse than attempting to move in that moment. Wanting only to sleep for the rest of time if the opportunity allowed or it. But she had to take into account not only herself, but her newborns now. And in truth the queen had made rather a mess of the medicine cat den during her labour. The previously soft green moss underfoot was now torn largely to shreds from her claws, and the bedding soaked with the blood of her efforts to deliver the kittens in what had been a long and ardous labour. Her own nest was lined with feathers and soft down in preparation for her kits, that was the place for them. Now matter how Dawnthistle wished for sleep. "I can manage to move them, I think they'll appreciate a warm bed. And I can't imagine you'll appreciate kitten dirt littering your den," she meowed with what could almost have been described as humour, considering the state of the nest around her. Not that the queen looked much better compared to her usual composure. Taking a deep breath, the calico heaved herself onto unsteady paws. Teetering for a heartbeat or two, admittedly and not that she would admit it if asked again, borrowng Wheatpaw's smaller frame for a heartbeat in order to regain her balance. Before straightening with renewed determination, pretending she wasn't shaking like a dead leaf. She lowered her head, prepared to carefully lift the unnamed Pebblekit up by the scruff of her neck.
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 4, 2019 19:59:21 GMT -5
Dustwhisker - Camp - 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ
Dustwhisker purred warmly. “Don’t worry about it, I can get this place cleaned up in a jiffy. The things that matter are you and your kits,” she quickly mewed, shaking out her ruffled fur. She knew it would take some time for Dawnthistle to rest and recuperate, but the queen would be a great mother to her three kits.
”Oh, and Wheatpaw, while I’m cleaning up, make sure that Dawnthistle and her kits are doing well after they’ve moved to the nursery,” Dustwhisker added quickly, bending down to grasp a wad of bloodied moss in her jaws and padding out of the medicine den briskly.
She thought briefly for a moment about the events that had unfolded. In this season, kittings were especially uncommon. For a moment she had doubted her capabilities as a medicine cat when seeing her patient in such pain but at the very end, her experience had paid off and everything went well in the end. As she carried the moss away a twinkle shone in her eyes.
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 20:26:46 GMT -5
hey! sorry for my absence, I'm staying at a friends house for the week. she lives far away so I apologize for not being on for a couple days I'll be on for a little while though! can I get a quick update on whats been happening? c:
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Feb 4, 2019 20:29:38 GMT -5
Hi Louis! ^w^ here’s a little recap - Bouncefire, Wolfstar, and Barkpool went out hunting and caught some prey, and are now playing chase on the way back to camp - Dawnthisle gave birth! There’s 3 kits, one of them we know is Pebblekit, the other is claimed by Radiolizard, and we saved one in case you wanted to claim one. - I was also wondering if it was okay if Wheatpaw and Silentpaw we’re brother and sister? c:
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 20:34:34 GMT -5
Louis!!! Glad to see you back, I'll admit I was worried as I found you good fun to roleplay with and would have hated to see you dissapear! Hope you're having a lovely time at your friends and Cac is accurate as always hope you didn't mind us going on ahead without you. I wasn't sure if you wanted a kitten, so we've got a spare one on the off chance you would
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 20:35:19 GMT -5
thanks cactus! :3 Snakehiss is gonna freak o: for sure! they'd have an interesting dynamic I think c:
aww thanks necro <3 it's no problem you guys continued! I'd actually love to have a kit! I'll make him/her now :'D
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 20:37:50 GMT -5
Haha, I'll admit I look forward to seeing Snakehiss react to kittens XD would you like to roleplay now should you have the chance!
and Brill, we currently have two shekits, Briarkit and Pebblekit. You're welcome to have either tom or shekit
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 20:42:45 GMT -5
yeah I'd love to rp! (I've silently been dying to since I was last on Dx) I'll write up my kit and then post for all my characters
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 20:43:50 GMT -5
No problem! I look forward to checking out the no doubt adorable bundle of fluff
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 20:50:18 GMT -5
Finding her careful grip on the tiniest of her kittens, intent on finding the scrap of fur a warm place to settle and soon, HazeClan weather could be cruel at the best of times even to full grown cats, she didn't wish her littlest one to suffer needlessly. She burried her nose gently in the fur of her remaining too, intent to make the journey as quickly as she could to return for her remaining pair. It appeared the journey was hers to be done alone, but she didn't care too much. Her mind was concentrated on one thing, making sure her kittens were safe, everything else could wait for a later time. Slipping through the medicine cat entrance and making her careful beeline for the nursery in the distance, ignoring pointedly the funny looks she recieved from clanmates. Especially the ones who called out offers of congratulations, either too tired to care or too unchanged by motherhood to be polite enough to respond. She wasn't in the mood for visitors of her newborns just yet, not for a few days at least. They needed to grow up some before being exposed to clan life, especially her smallest shekit. Though for a moment her mind did wonder to their father, he was similarly tempered to the new mother, and part of her was curious as to how he might respond to fatherhood. Entering the hollow log of the nursery and finding her way to the warmth of her nest. Dawnthistle rested the mewling kitten in the moss and provided a soft swipe of her tongue in an offer of brief comfort. Before turning away once more, and returning through the entrance of the den, making her way to the medicine cat's den a second time.
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 20:54:04 GMT -5
Jaggedkit It's not hard to guess who Jaggedkit's parents are. He is almost a spitting image of his father; He has the same, dark grey base coat with black, jagged stripes. He has less white on his body than his father, and his pelt overall is a little darker. He is also missing the light brown spots that his father has. The most obvious difference between him and his father is their personality. Jaggedkit is extremely friendly and kind hearted, loyal to his clan to the bone. He loves socializing with his clan mates and making friends. He is a strong believer in resolving problems with words rather than claws, and will only fight unless he thinks it is absolutely necessary. Jaggedkit is very approachable, and many would describe him as a great friend and good listener. Louis Kit Mother is Dawnthistle, Father is Snakehiss, and Briarkit and Pebblekit are his siblings. N/A
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 20:56:13 GMT -5
I was not wrong, he is adorable and I shall wrap him in all of the bubble wrap to keep him safe.
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 21:22:50 GMT -5
s n a k e h i s s
Adrenaline pulsed through the aggressive cat's body with every beat of his heart. His body language made this quite obvious, as his ears were flat, his fur bristled, and his tail lashed back and forth. He could be found making his way back to camp, his thoughts racing with a million 'what if's.' Not only that, but he wanted his kits to be strong. He wasn't sure how long it'd been so far, but his temper was starting to give. Had it been a good idea to leave camp with his mate in labor? He had been ordered to stay out of the den, but should he have left camp? But those thoughts quickly disappeared; It did nobody no good to pace around camp and worry. At the very least he had been productive with his time. As time passed on, there was another emotion making his stomach twist and turn. Was it excitement? Excitement to meet his new family? Excitement to train new, strong warriors? Excitement for his own kin to be the strongest in the clan? The more he thought about meeting his new family, the more the nervousness faded away and the more the excitement began to take over. He had been moving at a slow, almost dreadful pace so far, but he began to speed up. Would his kits be born by the time he got back? He couldn't be sure, he was new to the parenting thing, but all he knew was that he couldn't stay out of camp any longer. He at least needed an update on what was happening, and so despite the heavy hare weighing his jaw down, his paws pushed him to run back to camp. When he pushed himself past the camp entrance, shock was plastered all over his face. There his mate was, making her way to the medicine cat den. What had he missed? Were the kits okay? Did something go wrong? He dropped his prey where he stood, uncaring about what happened to it. He raced to the medicine cat den, and as he approached, he heard soft cries from newborn kits. He met his mate at the entrance, and blinked in surprise. Most would expect a look of love, compassion, or something similar on the face of a new father. But the only emotion that showed on his face was pure shock. He searched for something to say to her, but came up short. He stood near the den, silent, and shocked. He stared at Dawnthistle, waiting for someone to say something or for something to happen as the only noise that filled his ears were the mewling of his kits.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 21:32:05 GMT -5
Dawnthistle --- Dustwhisker Wheatpaw, Louis
The beautiful calico was hardly looking herself, exhausted from a difficult birth and the scent of blood still lingered on her dappled fur, she didn't seem to have noticed her mate's approach as she made her way back to the medicine cat den, only to recoil when she came face to face with the dark furred tom. The proud shecat allowed no emotion to spread across her expression as she pushed carefully past the tom cat, lowering her nose to sniff at the tom and shekit remaining in the bloodied moss. She cast a careful gaze over her mate, flicking her tail from side to side; a show of uncertainty even around her own mate. Most queens wouldn't have been worried of the tom who fathered their kits, but Dawnthistle knew her mate better than most, she knew his temper and unpredictability. And tired as she might have been, it wouldn't stop her from keeping the kittens safe should the need arise. His offspring was small, she knew that was to be expected but didn't know if Snakehiss did. The pair of kits before him were the healthier of the three, kittens born. Dawnthistle paused, trying to read his expression but even she came up short on what he might have been thinking. "Good to see you've finally made your appearance," she replied with a firm tone, not missing a beat in spite of her own worries. Lifting the tom kit up by the scruff of his neck and presenting it to Snakehiss almost matter of factly. "You can help bring them to the nursery," it wasn't a question but a statement.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Feb 4, 2019 21:47:58 GMT -5
(Ah yay! I’m so excited >:3 I thought up a dramatic back story as to why Silentpaw and Wheatpaw look so different? So bare with me xD Silentpaw’s mom and dad were mates, and we’re in love and yada yada yada. But, the father was cheating on her with another shecat, who would turn out to be Wheatpaw’s mother. They both got pregnant at like, almost the same time. And when they were both born they figured out that the Tom was cheating on them. So technically Silentpaw and Wheatpaw would be half brother and sister, but I thought it would be good for a lot of drama! They would both feel kind of awkward around each other, but want to be close because they’re family. Lemme know what you think!
I also love how Snakehiss and Dawnthistle are as a couple xD Like, there’s no “Look honey your a father!” It’s just “are you going to help me move these kids or not?”)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 21:49:13 GMT -5
the lovely Louis already has a heartbreaking idea in mind for Snake and Dawn XD effectively; "what do you mean my new born kittens can't take down a badger yet? disowned." but a little deeper of course XD
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 21:49:44 GMT -5
s n a k e h i s s
Snakehiss still stood, nonspeaking, for a few more heartbeats. His eyes traveled from his mate to the kits, his kits. They were so small, weak, and helpless, and he didn't feel the love as he had expected to when he first saw them. He wasn't mouse-brained; He knew kits were small, but in his disoriented state, he couldn't foresee his kits growing up to be strong warriors, but only saw them as they were now; Weak, helpless, and small. He almost recoiled at his mates words. He wasn't sure what he expected her to say, but he sure didn't expect her to come across as so stern. No matter what he thought, he couldn't just keep standing still and do nothing. He had to move, do something, anything. "Um, yeah, of course." He meowed before picking up the little tom she had moved towards him. His grip was firm and tight, and the little kit mewled for help under his teeth. He flinched, almost dropping the little one, but held on to him and just loosened his grip a little. He began to feel something for his kits, and he wasn't sure what it was. It wasn't love or affection, in fact it wasn't anything good. But he pushed it away to the back of his mind; Maybe all fathers felt this way at first. Maybe he just had to spend time with his kits to feel that affection towards them. He grew tired of his racing thoughts, and finally made himself focus on the present. His paws began taking him to the nursery, the kit swinging from his jaws as he carried it by the scruff. It looked similar to himself, and for that he was proud. I'll make you the strongest cat in the clan. I swear it. Finally, as his thoughts began to become more cohesive and clear, he felt the slightest twinge of affection for this particular kit. Maybe he was right; Maybe he just had to spend time with them to grow fond of them. But that feeling from before wouldn't go away. His expectations for his kits hadn't been met. He had expected stronger mewls and bigger bodies. He flicked his ear as he kept his paws heading towards the nursery, his pace abnormally slow.
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 21:52:22 GMT -5
(Ah yay! I’m so excited >:3 I thought up a dramatic back story as to why Silentpaw and Wheatpaw look so different? So bare with me xD Silentpaw’s mom and dad were mates, and we’re in love and yada yada yada. But, the father was cheating on her with another shecat, who would turn out to be Wheatpaw’s mother. They both got pregnant at like, almost the same time. And when they were both born they figured out that the Tom was cheating on them. So technically Silentpaw and Wheatpaw would be half brother and sister, but I thought it would be good for a lot of drama! They would both feel kind of awkward around each other, but want to be close because they’re family. Lemme know what you think!
Love that idea! Maybe Silentpaw will hold a little resentment for Wheatpaw because her mother broke his parents apart >:3 yall I just love drama
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Feb 4, 2019 21:56:44 GMT -5
(I love that! Wheatpaw would feel soooo bad. ;.; But at the same time she would really want to bond with him, because he would be the only sibling she technically ever had. The conversations between those two will be so awkward xD
How’s this for drama. >:3 Pebblekit, being the runt of the litter, continues to disappoint her father because she is extremely weak, much smaller than the others, yada yada, and that could cause Snake to be more stern and harsh with her? :0 )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 22:01:27 GMT -5
Dawnthistle --- Dustwhisker Wheatpaw, Louis
Watching him with a quiet caution, her heart almost stopped when she saw the hesitation in his gaze. The pause before he moved to take the kitten made her stiffen with discontent, the heartbeat of stillness felt like an eternity to the tired queen, and her lips had only just parted in preparation for a scathing when the tom finally lifted his son from the ground, and Dawnthistle allowed the tension to seep from her bones somewhat. Lifting the remaining shekit by the scruff of her neck and straightening onto unsteady paws. She said a quiet, "Thank you," her voice was somewhat gentler, but her gaze didn't lose its concern as she watched him move away. Ears pinning back when her son cried out at his father's tight grip, she forced herself to calm down somewhat. This was her kits father, he wouldn't do anything to cause them harm, she hoped not at least. Taking the shekit as though she were little more than a fragile egg between her jaws, the queen brushed close to her mate this time. Enjoying the warmth of his touch and trying to use it as an anchoring point. He's fine, just surprised that's all. She insisted to herself, following in his wake from the dark gloom of the medicine cat den, into the brighter light of the main part of camp. Grateful to see Snakehiss's grip lessen somewhat around his son's scruff. Now Dawnthistle straightened somewhat, attempting to appear more her normal; composed self, as she brought her newborns to the nursery for the first time. Her tail held proudly in the air as was her head, she carried herself as though not moments before her clanmates had been privy to her screams of agony. Most of which were forgotten, now her kits were here and safe. Rather impatient by her mate's slow pace, she dodged around him and moved towards the nursery in a careful jog. Entering the hollow log, where the soft cries of the shekit she had left behind echoed in the darkness. Settling the unnamed Briarkit next to her sister. The tired shecat hushed her kittens with soft rasps of her tongue, growing used to their forms and scents already. A soft affection burning in her as she watched them squirm instinctively towards her scent. They might have been small, but they were stronger than they looked. She was certain of it.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 22:08:31 GMT -5
By the way, I'll wait for Pebblekit's and Briarkit's forms before adding everyone if that's alright! For the sake of ease
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 22:21:08 GMT -5
s i l e n t p a w
The commotion of newborn kits was usually a stressful yet happy time for the clan, but the Silentpaw felt neither of those. The only emotion anyone could discern from him was annoyance, as all he did as he heard the mewls of kits was roll his eyes. He seemed mostly unaffected by the birthing of the kits. The only thing he felt at the moment was hunger as spotted the hare Snakehiss had brought in to camp when he arrived. Licking his jaws in anticipation, he swiftly stood up and went to grab it before anyone else could take it. When he approached, his jaws opened wide to grab the prey. His mouth watered. He wasn't sure if he could eat the whole thing himself, but he wasn't about to give up the prey to anyone else. He settled down in his usual spot, which was in a corner of camp that was fairly secluded. His eyes glittered with excitement as he laid down and opened his jaws to take the first, large bite of the plump hare.
𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ Pebblekit is definitely going to be Snake's least favorite of the three >:3
s n a k e h i s s
After he made the silent promise to the kit he carried, a seed of hope had been planted in his belly. Maybe he was wrong with his first impression. Maybe these kits could grow up to be strong like he expected. A small smile had grown on his face, a rare occurrence for the usually expressionless tom. And when the kit let out a loud mewl of protest, it only helped that hope grow in Snakehiss' belly. But as he approached and entered the nursery, the final kit almost made him drop the one he was carrying in surprise. She was the smallest of the three by a lot. She was the weakest, and it was obvious. He stopped moving mid step as stared at the kit. He stood motionless as he held the darker kit in his mouth despite its frantic attempts to escape his jaws. He blinked once, and a few moments later he regained control of his body. He dropped the kit in the nest and turned his attention to Dawnthistle. He took another heartbeat to formulate his next sentence in his mind, desperately trying to find any excuse to leave the den. Suddenly, the mewls of his kits irritated his ears, and the louder and more frequent they were, the more he felt the need to unsheathe his claws. His pelt began to bristle and he knew he had to get out of the den. His eyes traveled to the runt of the litter, and that emotion he had felt before when he first saw his other kits began to resurface, and this time he could pinpoint what it was; Resentment. As he looked at the little kit, all he could see was weakness. His kits were supposed to be strong and powerful, and the small kit was anything but. His eyes traveled back to Dawnthistle as he finally spoke. "Wolfstar asked me to check our northern border, but I'll be back later." He had a hard time disguising his disgust in his voice, and he wouldn't be surprised if Dawnthistle picked up on it, but he didn't stay to find out. He turned tail and left the den as quickly as he could. He raced out of camp, out into the territory where there were no mewling, no kits, and nobody to disturb his thoughts.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 22:28:08 GMT -5
Dawnthistle --- Snakehiss, Louis
The queen's heart all but shattered when her mate froze in place at the sight of their tiniest daughter, she closed her eyes with a hefty sigh, not making a move to stop him or even respond. She had expected as much, her mate was a proud tom and not one willing to let his kits grow into themselves. They had to be perfect from the moment they were born, and as beautiful as she thought her newborns were, she knew in his eyes they weren't good enough. And Dawnthistle knew that meant they never would be. Burrowing her nose softly into the scraps of mewling fur, to her a melody of life but to her mate a frustrating annoyance, the queen licked the trio with a sad chuckle. "I'd get used to that, if I were you little ones, I think that might be the last we see of him," she whispered. Trying her hardest to keep the shake out of her tone of voice; easier said then done but the Queen persisted as best as she could. "We'll prove him wrong, hmm," she suggested tiredly. Curling into a tight ball around the trio of kittens, her eyes dull with exhaustion now coupled with heartbreak. Leaving the proud warrior queen a rather broken sight, no matter how she tried to hide it.
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 22:34:23 GMT -5
omg the poor little kits D': I'm not sure how we could continue this without a big time skip though o: If you want to rp someone else for a while we can do that c: I'm also debating making another cat or two, just to give me more options for characters to rp, hmm
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 4, 2019 22:36:04 GMT -5
I’m up for anything Louis, though might go to bed soon honestly. I have everyone but wolf free
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Post by Louis on Feb 4, 2019 22:48:31 GMT -5
Here is a starter for Ivy, anyone can respond to her or Silent if they'd like c:
i v y c l o u d
Ivycloud was happy for the new parents in the clan. No matter what, kits were always good news, even if the parents weren't her favorite cats in the clan. When she saw Snakehiss run out of camp, a small hint of worry pricked at her pelt. It was none of her business, however, and she figured the couple would resolve whatever was troubling them eventually. In the meantime, she looked around camp for someone to talk to or something to do. When she saw nothing obvious stand out, she decided to go hunting. Whenever it seemed there was nothing to do, hunting was always a good choice. With a flick of her tail, she headed out the camp entrance, making sure she went a different direction than where Snakehiss's scent trail led.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 5, 2019 8:39:40 GMT -5
(Good afternoon!)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Feb 5, 2019 13:12:53 GMT -5
(-Rolls in- 'Ello~)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Feb 5, 2019 13:22:02 GMT -5
(Got Pebblekit up, what's the course of plan for today? :0 Are we doing a time skip to where the kits can open their eyes and start playing, or are we continuing where we left off? c: )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 5, 2019 13:32:27 GMT -5
I was not prepared for how cute Pebblekit is, I love her so much and potentially a time skip?
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