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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 3, 2019 17:56:40 GMT -5
The night seemed to drag on for ages. The ginger tabby tom was left restless and annoyed in his nest, unable to sleep. By the time dawn had approached, the young tom was already out of his nest and stalking out of the warriors den, deciding to go on a morning hunting trip. He hadn't been out alone in ages, it seemed. He didn't mind going with other cats, but he did prefer his space and thinking alone, however. He couldn't complain either way, since he grew up in the clan he called home.
Hunting was the easiest part of Waspstreak's trip. Carrying back the two rabbits and three field mice he had found proved a little more difficult. The trip was extremely successful, despite being alone. Maybe it was because it was so quiet without other cats around, that he could focus easier on the surroundings and not scare any prey off. With a snort, Waspstreak lugged his catches back to the camp and slipped inside the thorn barrier.
Taking his time, the large tom dropped his catches into the pile of older food, sniffing at the prey that seemed almost unappetizing. He knew no cat would eat any of it, so he picked up a scrawny pair of mice and looked around the camp. Spotting Hornetstar in the sunny patch he seemed to lay in as usual, he slowly padded over to the leader. He dropped his mice and dipped his head in respect.
"Goodmorning, Hornetstar. I hope everything is alright with you?" Waspstreak asked curiously, pawing at his pair of mice before pushing one over to the leader. "Hungry any? I wouldn't mind sharing these two mice." He meowed after a moment, blinking slowly at the tom with a soft, almost deflated, purr. It was barely there, but if you were quiet enough, you'd hear it.
S u n f l o w e r p a waccompanied by: spiderpaw [ ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » ] Sunflowerpaw's heart almost leaped in joy when Spiderpaw called her little creation pretty. She giggled and nuzzled the other molly gently before lifting the flower crown up with her front paws and placing it on top of the other apprentices head. She twitched her tail and purred happily, joy and happiness glittering in her eyes as she just observed the other with a different kind of love than she'd ever felt for anyone.
Once she decided to express why and where she found the flowers, she sat back a little. "Ravenswoop sent me out to look for dock and cat-mint this morning. When I was looking I spotted a beautiful patch of dandelions and though 'my little spider would love these!' and so I picked them!" The ginger and creamy-white molly chirped happily.
Reaching up, she adjusted the flower crown on Spiderpaw's head before sitting back and blinking softly. A soft frown and sigh left her muzzle as she got back to her paws. "I would really just love to stay in here and lay with you and chat, but I think Ravenswoop might be needing me to do other things. I could maybe ask if I can go back out and look for herbs... Maybe you can come?" Sunflowerpaw asked, her attitude brightening up almost instantly.
If she were honest, she was more excited at the thought of being around Spiderpaw, even if only for a couple hours. She wanted to be near Spiderpaw as much as possible. It was obvious how infatuated Sunflowerpaw was with the other molly. She just hoped her father would approve, as well as the whole clan. She also prayed that it was obvious to others just yet. Ravenswoop would have her tongue if she fooled around instead of doing her duties. But, an apprentice could dream, couldn't she?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 18:00:42 GMT -5
Sunflowerpaw is the most precious cat I've ever read, and I need to protect her with bubble wrap.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 18:18:44 GMT -5
Attention drawn in the midst of a lap at his ginger chest, the muscled tom cat played it off as though he hadn't been caught off guard. One of his more notable features was the capacity to appear unperturbed by the majority of things, and the handsome leader was more than used to being approached by clanmates at all hours StarClan provided. Usually with some request or another prepped on their lips, Hornetstar betrayed none of these thoughts on his neutral expression as he straightened into a slightly more elegant position than craning his neck downwards and tongue sticking from his mouth. Turning his gaze onto the warrior, only mild interest sparking in his eyes. "Good morning, Waspstreak," he responded with a polite dip of his large head. Momentarily, his gaze was distracted by the sight of Stormlily withdrawing from the nursery and heading for the medicine cat den, causing his eyes to narrow with concern for the queen. It was only in the young tom's nature to feel especially overly protective of his clan, especially given their recent history of conflict. And as a father himself, the protective streak only spread to the kits of his clan. The ginger tom cat made a mental note to check with Ravenswoop later that day to ensure everything was ok. Hornetstar was one of a handful of cats who didn't revere the tom cat with fear, though even the leader held enough respect to choose his wording carefully. Quick to return his gaze to the warrior, not wishing to come across as rude for having been distracted. Though of the belief it had been brief enough it would hopefully not have been too noticeable. Admittedly the leader was rather hungry, and the prospect of a meal was enticing to his empty stomach. Even if slightly more noble parts of him - those not linked to the stomach it would seem; didn't think he should eat before the queens and elders. But Boneshadow brought the queens something earlier, the young tom was admittedly more fallible than he liked to admit. And the elders den is empty. It didn't take much more to convince Hornetstar that StarClan would forgive him an earlier than usual meal. "I would be delighted," he agreed with a nod of his head. "And well done on your catch, impressive." He added with a dip of his head, knowing to appreciate any prey he could. With the remnants of leafbare still lingering in the air, he was thankful to see prey seemed to be returning to their home.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Mar 3, 2019 19:29:15 GMT -5
(Sorry I haven’t been here yet. >.< Been playing strategy games with my husband and they are very very time consuming xD)
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Mar 3, 2019 19:40:53 GMT -5
sunflowerpaw is a sweet bean and i need her safe at all costs
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 19:55:07 GMT -5
Haha, no worries Cac.
Kale you and me can just be her bodyguards, giving evil eye to anything that threatens her harm. But Spiderpaw will likely be willing to help XD I did throw Boneshadow in Blackswan's direction if you're interested?
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Mar 3, 2019 20:06:37 GMT -5
i saw! i'll have to get a response up tomorrow, because i'm going to bed soon so that i can wake up early and finish some assignments ^.^/font]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 20:07:13 GMT -5
No problem, just wasn't certain as I forgot to tag you XD
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Mar 3, 2019 20:07:42 GMT -5
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 20:17:03 GMT -5
Sweet dreams!
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 3, 2019 20:27:39 GMT -5
Sorry been play left 4 dead 2 with my boyfriend xDD
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 20:28:32 GMT -5
I read that as left for dead with my two boyfriends, and I was like well there's no need to brag Ross XD I here can't even get one. No worries, hope you're enjoying yourself.
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 3, 2019 20:35:10 GMT -5
XDD Omg, no no. Only got one, only need one xDDD But yeah, we did! It was fun
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 20:39:14 GMT -5
Aside from the sims I'm not a big gamer but L4D is one of my big brother's favourite games I believe.
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 3, 2019 20:40:43 GMT -5
I'm not a big gamer either but i play Sims, Left for Dead, Dead Island (haven't played this in forever) the walking dead, Oblivion, Fallout New Vegas and occasionally Zombies on COD.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 20:42:01 GMT -5
Aye, but I began the sims in christmas, so I'm not entirely sure that really counts XD
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Mar 3, 2019 21:04:19 GMT -5
(Whenever there are people around me talking about how their not gamers I feel really ashamed because it makes me remember I do nothing except play video games every spare moment of the day XD I need to re-evaluate my life choices. Which Sims do you play Necro? c: I play a lot of the Sims 3.)
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 3, 2019 21:09:58 GMT -5
I just started sims 4 honestly so you're not alone xDD
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 21:31:28 GMT -5
The sims 4, got it for Christmas
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 3, 2019 21:55:11 GMT -5
Unfortunately cac has chosen to leave, I shall update the front page saying such in the morning.
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 3, 2019 22:32:58 GMT -5
awe dang, can we know why?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 4, 2019 6:42:10 GMT -5
Sadly she had decided to take a hiatus from the forums, with any look we’ll have more joiners soon
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 4, 2019 9:38:52 GMT -5
I believe I have now fully updated the front page, please let me know if anything's wrong or needs changing
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Mar 4, 2019 14:17:32 GMT -5
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 4, 2019 16:44:49 GMT -5
Good evening! How are you guys?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 5, 2019 7:48:06 GMT -5
Yello? Please don't let this fail
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 9:02:03 GMT -5
can I join? it's been a while since I roleplayed anything so I might be a little rusty Briarbelly. A large, somewhat plump brown colorpoint tom with teal-blue, crystal-clear eyes. He is rather scarless and well-groomed, and carries himself in a haughty manner. Briarbelly is known for being something of a liar and a cheat, but he means it in earnest- usually, he is only attempting to make life better for himself and his sister, due to his sister’s past. He’s a bit vain and egocentric, but he isn’t dumb or foppish. He isn’t one quick to temper, and usually when given a task, for better or worse, he will finish it- he has always taken great pride in his work ethic. @wonderfulalexander Warrior. Sister is Palepetal, grandmother is Sharpwhisker. Recruiter. Palepetal. An average-built, round, and somewhat rumpled-looking tortoiseshell colorpoint molly with teal-blue eyes. She has a soft voice with a melodic chime to it. Palepetal was always sickly as a kit, and for many moons it was thought she was to die before ever hearing her apprentice name. This instilled in her brother a fierce protective instinct, and in her a worry that she has to prove her worth. She doesn’t want to waste her life away- especially with her first litter about to be born at any moment. Palepetal wants to do something, but she is not quite sure what that something is. @wonderfulalexander Queen. Brother is Briarbelly, grandmother is Sharpwhisker. Exile. Squirrelpath. A dark red Somali cat with striking green eyes and a soft, smooth coat that hides small scars underneath. He walks a bit femininely and is always showing off his grace. Squirrelpath has always been something of a debated topic in FlintClan, due to having been one of the rare few ousiders- originally, he was a purebred kittypet. This has lead him to take his jobs as a warrior more than seriously, and to become something of a workaholic. Squirrelpath has very little friends and no family because of his constant working, which ironically feeds into the very suspicion against him that the Clan has. @wonderfulalexander Warrior. No bloodlines. Remnant. Sharpwhisker. A small, wiry, thin cat, it was clear she was once the fastest of her Clan. Age, however, has marred her, and she’s not nearly as much of a looker as she once was. Her fawn tabby colorpoint coat is still gorgeous, if not as well-groomed as it was when she was younger, and her eyes are a radiant blue. Sharpwhisker has outlived nearly all her old Clanmates, resulting in her becoming snarky and a little mean-spirited. Nostalgia has jaded her; she thinks FlintClan’s former state of disarray wasn’t nearly as bad as some say it is- although given she was well-respected and well treated, given her father was once the deputy, it isn’t like she has many bad memories of how things were. She usually ignores her two grandchildren, but when she does interact with them she is rather gentle. @wonderfulalexander Elder. Grandchildren are Palepetal and Briarbelly. Exile.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 5, 2019 9:12:11 GMT -5
Hiya, love your characters! Just a couple of notes if you don’t mind
i- would it please be possible for you to supply a writing sample of how you roleplay, so I know if your sipuitable. It’s not meant as an offensive thing, promise! ii- I realise now I didn’t add it to the rules, so sorry about that, but I prefer people not to make their own cherries related. I feel it takes away from role0lay opportunities elsewhere, your welcome to still have those same cherries though of course. iii- you’ll need a mate for your queen if that’s ok please ask around to see if anyone is willing.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 9:24:45 GMT -5
no worries! here's an old starter from another roleplay I was in over the summer: The last thing Hickorypaw wanted was to interact with his mother. She was a devoted Clan cat, yes. A bit conservative, but unflinching in loyalty. And she was a good mentor- Whitewhisker, her old apprentice, was so impacted that he now was pretty much a pair of extra eyes and ears for her. But Hawkthorn wasn't a good mother. He could still hear her sharp words in his head- Stop doing that. Your posture is terrible; no Clan cat will want anyone looking like that. You'd probably be faster if you didn't eat as much. Quit overreacting. No cat will love you if you keep acting like this. Despite being an apprentice now, far from his mother's milk, it still haunted him at times. He leaned to take a drink of water from a clear puddle just out of camp. When he looked up, he was met with the blue eyes of Whitewhisker. "You're not very much like your mother." "I don't want to be." Whitewhisker sat in amused shock before breaking into laughter. "What are you talking about? Hawkthorn's one of the best warriors! What, do you want to end up like Palewhisker instead? Alone and unloved?" Hickorypaw said nothing. "Your mother wants the best for you. You really should listen to her. Her advice sure helped me." For a brief second, there seemed to be a waver in Whitewhisker's voice, but another moment and it was gone. He turned back towards the warrior den and trotted off, his tail swishing back and forth like a that of a colt's. Hickorypaw, a weary look in his eye, looked to the oaks above him for an answer to an escape from his mother and all that rolled off her tongue. The oaks held no reply.
I'm fine with any character being palepetal's mate; if anyone is willing. otherwise I can just make her a regular warrior with no kits on the way
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Mar 5, 2019 9:26:13 GMT -5
Amazing, thanks so much! I know it sounds really rude to ask sometimes, so thanks for understanding. Welcome to FlintClan and thanks so much for joining. I shall add later on as I’m currently out, but feel free to roleplay or get up some starters.
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