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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 14, 2019 9:57:41 GMT -5
( ;m; Maybe try linking the photo directly, like wherever it was you found it Falcon.)
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Post by Falconwing on Apr 14, 2019 10:08:38 GMT -5
Morningkit released a little mew of discomfort when small paws batted against her head and neck, jolting her from a peaceful slumber. The little fuzzy furred kit had been nestled close against her siblings, comforted by their warmth and prensence. Now the young shecat wished that hadn't positioned her self right in the middle of her brothers and sister. Blinking her eyes open just as Lionkit began to move again, she watched as he suddenly leapt away from her and flattened himself onto Amberkit. The sudden movement brought the cream and pale ginger shecat to a fully awakened state and proceeded to stretch out each limb, one at a time.
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Jaggedclaw had been awake for a little bit now, he had taken some time wake himself up. The sandy colored tom hadn't fallen asleep and until well after midnight. Knowing that as deputy it would be wise to be among the first to wake, he finally forced the sleep from his mind and began to groom his short dense pelt. After a quick bath the tom fully rose from his nest and proceeded to exit the warriors den. His amber eyes quickly fell of Viperstar, 'I wonder if he started putting together patrols yet?', the deputy wondered inwardly. Swiftly trotting over with his long legs the tom was soon at his lesders side. "Have the patrols come together yet?", he questioned after giving a respectful dip of his head. Jaggedclaw was not one for pleasantries or small talk anymore, at an earlier age he had been but as of late due to current events in his personal life the tom had hardened his heart and became cold to all who didnt matter to him anymore.
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Creeksong had been lingering on the egde of sleep as she began to hear her fellow clanmates stir. The temperature started to rise and the warrior knew that the sun was for sure rising into the sky. Opening her eyes the shecat caught a glimps of Jaggedclaw as he exited the warriors den. Well atleast she didnt have to talk to him right when she woke up. Lately Creeksong had taken to disliking the tom, someone who she used to concider a great friend. Now she was questioning everything she ever knew about her clanmate. Waiting for a couple moments for him to leave the den behind him the lean warrior quickl rose and slipped quietly out of the warriors den and into the camp hugging the camp walls staying in the shadows. The shecat had been so focused on Viperstar and Jaggedclaw, trying not to catch their eyes that she didnt noticed Nightshade laying down infront of her and the long legged shecat kept going untill she tripped and toppled over the male with a gasp of surprise.
((Okay I added the link, but im also going to tinypic to do that too))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2019 10:15:18 GMT -5
Yeah falc if you could provide a proper link to the actual image I think that would likely work. Its just refusing that as a link no matter what I try.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2019 10:28:34 GMT -5
Viperstar - - - Jaggedclaw { Falconwing } Having spent the early hours of that morning basking in the sunlight before the heat became unbearable, the tom had been surveying his camp in a content silence. Even whilst at ease the tabby leader was ever vigilante and alert, though only an equally observant could see the slight tension rippling through his muscled frame. Always prepared for whatever could be thrown at him. Thus the handsome tom cat was unsurprised by the approach of his deputy, in spite of having made no acknowledgement of the warrior as he came over. His gaze fixed solemnly on the camp sprawling before him. Turning his gaze onto the warrior, with a twitch of his ears. One of the things Viperstar preferred about his choice in deputy was how straight to the point he was. For the tabby tom too disliked pleasantries, found them a needless waste of speech at the best of times. "Not yet," he replied with a twitch of his tail. Last time I checked that was part of your job description, but for the time being he didn't say such aloud. Casting his gaze around camp, as though to exemplify his point before it passed free of his lips. "It doesn't appear you'll have many eager participants either." It was about as close to humour as the stern leader tended to ever come. Shifting so that he was no straightened into a sitting position, drawing his plumed tail around his muscled frame, as he seemed contemplative for a moment. Drawing on the information provided by the dusk patrols from the day before, as well as the plethora of knowledge he had from a life on the savanna. "Yesterday there were reports of hyenas by the water hole, so I suggest avoiding that for the time being," he explained with a lash of his tail. As much as he hated to admit it, his clan were not the strongest predator in the territory, and they needed to make allowances to ensure the safety of the clan. "But its been a few days since patrols have journeyed to the Thundering Hooves, so that's a good starting point," he instructed.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2019 10:29:58 GMT -5
Yay it works!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2019 10:30:35 GMT -5
No need for drastic measures, it worked!
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Apr 14, 2019 10:57:44 GMT -5
; good morning everyone~
Nightshade ; - Now that he had finished his meal, the tom felt in no rush to get back up onto his feet. Rather he began to groom himself, starting with his two front paws. He spared a moment of his time whenever he noticed Jaggedclaw making his first appearance in the camp, though he held a glance at him and nothing more, returning to tidy his sleek fur. Just as he was about to stretch out and groom his pelt, Nightshade was instead pushed against the ground as something - or someone - toppled over him. Sighing out a soft groan, he shook himself from the dirt that his pelt gained, and turned to see who his 'attacker' was. "If you so wanted my attention, Creeksong, a simple 'hello' would have sufficed." The tom's voice was smooth as he spoke, betraying no feelings of annoyance that he could have had; rather, he sat himself up straight and faced the she-cat with a mask of amusement, as if waiting for an apology from her. "Oh, and a good morning to you too, I suppose."
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Post by Falconwing on Apr 14, 2019 11:35:03 GMT -5
(( XD haha, and good morning everyone )) Jaggedclaw listened closely to Viperstar as he spoke, ears angled directly at his leader. His eyes on the other hand were carefully picking over the cats within his view. He noticed Creeksong out of the cornor of his eyes but avoided looking her way. By the end of their previous incounter the two warriors had een spatting at each other. At ome point they had been great friends and for a moment the tom longed for the closeness of their friendship once again but the feeling quickly fell away and he refused to look her direction. "I will lead a patrol there myself", the sandy tom meowed to Viperstar in response his amber eyes having found Littleberry and Gorsepaw, as well as Mistbreeze, which would make up a decent patrol. "I'll take Mistbreeze or maybe Sparkeflame, Littleberry and Gorsepaw with me." ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ Creeksong couldnt help but laugh aloud at herself her soft voice letting forth a full laugh. Her focus on Jaggedclaw and Viperstar had broken and all she could think about was how clumsy and silly she probably looked tripping right over Nightshade. "Shhhhhh, sorry", she managed to express through her now suppressed laughing. "I'm trying to escape camp unnoticed", her long tail whipped around and pressed up against the toms muzzle. "Come on lets get outta here before they summon us", she quickly added flicking her ear towards the clan leader and deputy as she still lay tangled up with the tom on the ground. Rolling away she pushed herself to her paws and beckoned the tom to join her on her little escapade. Looking back she waited to see if he would join her or not. Either way she wanted out of camp and away from the darkness that had recently taken hold of the clans camp.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 14, 2019 11:39:19 GMT -5
(Morning! I’ll respond soon. ^w^)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 14, 2019 12:01:26 GMT -5
P U D D L E H E A R T | In the nursery | With Amberkit, Lionkit, Mottledkit, and Morningkit. | Moth's Wish , ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ , Falconwing
The grey and white queen chuckled softly, watching Lionkit flatten his brother with affectionate eyes. She turned her gaze lovingly to her littlest kit, who comfortably laid herself upon her flank, eyes still closed. Mottledkit was different than her siblings, in that she didn't posses nearly as much as a drive to stir up mischief, or play much at all. She seemed to like staying close to her mother, which warmed her heart. Memories of her and Mottledkit napping while her brothers and sister played outside was something Puddleheart would always cherish. The sweet queen gently brushed her nose along her kitten's cheek. You get your rest, sweetheart... Try to ignore your brothers. She purred, then turned her dutiful attention back to the pair of trouble makers.
When Lionkit was first born, Puddleheart was stricken with panic. He was the only one of her litter who looked remarkably, almost exactly like his father. Not only did he carry the same golden color, but he also possessed the beginning's of a muscular structure. At the thought of their father, Puddleheart timidly glanced outside the entrance to the den, her heart picking up when she saw the large golden tom, who she once loved more than anything, approaching the leader. Viperstar... Puddleheart protectively swept her tail around her stomach, keeping Mottledkit and Morningkit close. Don't worry darlings... Mommy will never let that bad man harm you. She promised, though it was a promise her kits would never understand.
A M B E R K I T | In camp | With Puddleheart, Lionkit, Morningkit, and Mottledkit. | Moth's Wish , ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ , Falconwing
"OOF!" Amberkit yipped as his brother threw his body on top of him, the dead weight of his still tired body proving too much for him to wiggle under. Amberkit's paws were spread out in all directions, only his tail able to move as it lashed angrily back and fourth. "Get off of me you fat squirrel!" He spat, though it was with more annoyance than malice. "Maaaamaaaa!"
Puddleheart smirked at the two, and then gently nosed Lionkit to the side so Amberkit could get up. "Amberkit, be nice to your brother... Fat squirrel... What a mean thing to say." She frowned, licking the top of Lionkit's head, trying to lower the cowlick that had rose in his sleep. Amberkit jumped up to all fours again, whirling around on his brother and without hesitation pounced on him in return. Even at this young of an age, it was clear that Lionkit was the toughest of the litter, he had more strength than Amberkit, but that wouldn't stop the sassy tom from trying to prove he was still number one. "Well it's true!" He laughed triumphantly, pinning his still drowsy brother to the ground with his paws on his shoulders.
"Oh dear StarClan... You kits are gonna be the death of me." Puddleheart sighed and murmured under her breath.
G O R S E P A W | In the Apprentice's Den | With Littleberry | ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ
Gorsepaw's fur burned with humility as he stood before his mentor as she questioned if he was alright... Mentors shouldn't have to ask that of their pupil, an apprentice was supposed to be challenged, and not treated like a kit. Anger burned in him, but he knew he shouldn't take it out on Littleberry, after all she was only making sure he was okay. The anger was more directed to himself for being so weak. He nodded in response, keeping down a cough that he felt his throat need to get out. "Yes ma'am. I'm... Sorry about last time, it won't happen again." He said, attempting to stand taller and raising his head to look at her. "I'm more than ready to get out to patrols." Gorsepaw partially lied. He hadn't eaten, or groomed that morning, but he wasn't about to make his mentor wait any longer.
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Post by Moth's Wish on Apr 14, 2019 12:59:12 GMT -5
♌ Lionkit ♌
Undeterred by the assault, Lionkit wriggled and squirmed beneath his brother, all previous exhaustion gone as new energy swept through him. "A fat squirrel is way better than a teeny tiny mouse!" He retorted, unhurt by Amberkit's insult. Clumsily he thrashed about, kicking wildly in an attempt to dislodge his littermate. In the midst of his flailing, he kicked out with his back legs, pushing them right into Amberkit's stomach and launching his brother off of him. Not missing a beat, or even considering that he could have hurt Amberkit, Lionkit raced after him, tumbling over his sisters, to which he squeaked a quick "sorry!", in the process.
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Apr 14, 2019 13:44:49 GMT -5
; hey cacti, moth~
Nightshade ; - The tom seemed to brighten at the mention of Creeksong's so called 'escape', his look of amusement turning into one of interest. "An escape, you say? My, how bold of you. Surely you'd be missed if you left." Nightshade shook his head when he felt the she-cat's tail tickling his muzzle, eyes narrowing as she continued her hushed laughter. At her invitation he tilted his head thoughtfully, as if truly considering her offer; his eyes matched her glance at their leader and deputy, and finally he understood what she planned. Without another word, Nightshade gave a nod to show he would go along with her, simply out of artful curiosity of where exactly the she-cat wanted to escape to.
Mottledkit ; - Tiny ears twitching towards the sound of her brothers bickering, the she-kit's eyes blinked open once more to look over at the commotion, feeling bothered at the loud volume of her brothers. Her mother's nose against her cheek was something of a comfort to her, as if Puddleheart already recognized how she felt. "They're loud." Mottledkit whispered to her mother, letting out another sleepy yawn afterwords. Since her sleep had been interrupted once more, she decided to sit herself up in order to stretch out her limbs, mimicking the actions of her older sister. After doing so, she sat herself back down besides her mother, now fully awake and aware of her surroundings, though she remained snuggled close to her mother's side, close enough to notice the sudden racing of her heart. "Mama, your heart is fast." Mottledkit observed in a kittish concern, oblivious to the real reason why, "It's loud, too." She gave another wary glance at her brothers, specifically Amberkit as he pinned Lionkit to the ground. She squealed in surprise when her face made contact with Lionkit's flailing limbs, causing her to hop to her feet and delve deeper into the nursery's den in an effort to keep her distance from her siblings. "That hurt, Lionkit!" She whined, swiping her tiny paw over her sore muzzle.
Littleberry || Falconwing (Jaggedclaw) ; - She eyed her apprentice with a skeptical gleam in her eyes, observing him for a few brief moments before looking away coolly. "It's nothing to apologise for, Gorsepaw. I'm glad you're better." Hearing the fierceness in his voice, one that perhaps didn't match his disheveled state, Littleberry found a spark of a well-natured amusement within her chest. However Gorsepaw viewed himself, there was no doubt that the young tom held a strong determination in his heart. It was that quality of his that the she-cat appreciated the most, knowing that whatever he went through, he would still put his all into his apprenticeship. Despite his constant illness and his tendency to overwork himself, Littleberry was glad for his persistent spirit. "Let's see if Jaggedclaw has planned anything for us." Getting to her feet, she beckoned her apprentice with her tail in a way to tell him to follow him, walking herself towards the deputy's direction.
Stopping a little ways before the deputy, she bowed her head respectfully to both him and Viperstar, though she focused her immediate attention on Jaggedclaw. "Good morning. Gorsepaw and I are available for a patrol, if you'll have us." Littleberry spoke in a calm tone, folding her tail over her front paws to keep it from lashing around nervously.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 14, 2019 13:58:59 GMT -5
( ;w; -Holds all the kits close- I love them... What mischief are they gonna get into? >:3 Maybe they all go and bug Lostgaze? I’ll be responding soon!)
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Apr 14, 2019 14:04:26 GMT -5
; haha, yes, they're super precious!! i love how amber + lionkit woke up and were right away ready to rumble lol maybe the kits could offer lostgaze to get him some breakfast? and they fight over what to get him to eat cx
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2019 14:16:17 GMT -5
These kits are all precious and if anyone hurts them they will know my endless wrath
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Apr 14, 2019 14:31:58 GMT -5
These kits are all precious and if anyone hurts them they will know my endless wrath ; this is the only acceptable Mood™ of the day
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Post by Moth's Wish on Apr 14, 2019 14:54:48 GMT -5
(I am all for these precious bundles bothering my cranky old blind man xD)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2019 19:47:04 GMT -5
I shall be getting replies up tomorrow! Had a mega busy day
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2019 7:12:27 GMT -5
Viperstar - - - Sweethoney { Moth's Wish } Nodding as he watched his deputy trail away to organise patrols, the muscled tom cat was left to decide what he was to do with his day. Much like his policy with his clan, he despised idleness even of his own paws, and wouldn't be left to laze around camp whilst everyone else did the work. If memory serves correctly, and it usually did, it has been a few days since patrols had ventured to the Ancient Baobob. Whilst by no means a particularly contended area, it was a favourite of a number of local baboon troops. And it was never a bad idea to display caution when it came to all other life forms they shared the Crater with.
Plus, though he'd never admit it aloud, the none threatening nature of the task at paw made it more likely the one cat he had in mind of accompanying would likely agree to it. Sweethoney, the very thought of the shecat he called his mate brought worry to his mind. Not that he'd admit it under circumstances outside of cruel duress, she had been through a lot of recent. And it felt like they hadn't spoken in an age.
Viperstar displayed strict discipline in most areas of his life, when it came to Sweethoney, that was one of few places he found himself softening. Even if very slightly.
Flaring his nostrils until the familiar scent of wildflowers and fresh water lit his senses a flame. The leader flicked his tail in dismissal of his deputy, and lifted himself to his paws to follow the trail. Weaving through the plethora of cats that had no joined the living to go about day to day life, merely nodding to those who dared suggest a greeting. It didn't take long before his ventures brought his paws to a shaded outcropping of the hill they called home. The grass cooler underfoot here, likely kinder to sore and mutilated paws. There, contrasting against the green grass he spotted the honey coated shecat, and approached with a flick of his tail. "Morning," about as close to pleasentries as the tom cat ever really came to his clanmates. "I'm patrolling to the Ancient Baobab," matter of fact as always. Though there was a quiet burn of affection in his gaze, if one took the chance to look close enough. "Accompany me?"
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Post by Moth's Wish on Apr 15, 2019 9:29:44 GMT -5
(morning Necro ^_^ )
❦ Sweethoney ❦
Viperstar It always amazed Sweethoney how the mere sight of the tom that usually struck fear through most of the cats of Craterclan, seemed to warm her to her very soul. Her pelt tingled as she attempted and failed to nonchalantly watch her mate approach her with the same poised and unruffled strut he always possessed. It took every ounce of willpower the she-cat held within her not to leap to her paws and thrust her nose into her his neck-fur; Instead she rose gracefully and touched noses with him as he greeted her, her tail waving happily behind her. "Morning!" The clawless warrior chirped in reply, a warm purr echoing from deep within her chest as Viperstar requested her company to the Ancient Baobab. Although it would most certainly be lost to other cats, Sweethoney could see the sparks of affection burning quietly within his piercing yellow eye clear as day. This ability of hers, this weird power to be able to notice this softer side of her leader, was something she'd always possessed; and it always left her wondering why others were unable to see this side of him. "A patrol, with you? Of course." She purred, standing dutifully at her mate's side. It'd had been quite a while since the cream tabby had felt comfortable enough to leave camp, but if any cat could make her feels safe doing so, it'd be Viperstar.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2019 9:47:23 GMT -5
Sweethoney is adorable and has officially joined ranks of my hurt them and feel my wrath group
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2019 9:49:31 GMT -5
And good morning to you too MW!
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Post by Moth's Wish on Apr 15, 2019 9:55:15 GMT -5
(Not to be cringey but she has all my uwus I'm sorry I'll show myself out)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2019 10:02:00 GMT -5
Peruses forum rules to find out if it is possible to ban you for the use of that word XD
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Post by Moth's Wish on Apr 15, 2019 10:14:10 GMT -5
(I deserve this, my mother would be so disappointed xD)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2019 10:15:17 GMT -5
Viperstar - - - Sweethoney { Moth's Wish } Allowing a small purr to pull free of his lungs, the privacy of the outcropping meaning it was easier for him to show emotion than he otherwise would prefer. Sweethoney was the only cat in the world capable of bringing this softer side out of him, though he quickly bottled it at the suggestion of someone else laying witness to it. The muscled leader brushed his nose through his mate's soft fur, pausing for a heartbeat to inhale her scent before pulling away with a flick of his plumed tail. "Good," his usual tone returned, as though the moment of closeness had been but a dream or hallucination to Sweethoney. "It seems to me it has been far too long since we've spent time together." Despite his matter of fact tone, there was something in the gleam of his yellow gaze that suggested he disliked their time appart, even if he kept his true thoughts to himself. Straightening and stretching out for a heartbeat, until he felt the bones in his spine crack satisfyingly. The pale brown tabby sat up once more with a yawn lacing his expression. "Lets go, then," he meowed with a twitch of his ears in the direction of the camp exit. Moving before she had the chance to respond, and the flick of his tail indicated he expected her to follow promptly. Though he adjusted his pace to be slower than was natural to the tom, to make it easier for the clawless shecat to keep up with her once they reached the burning sands of the lower valleys.
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Post by Moth's Wish on Apr 15, 2019 10:44:57 GMT -5
(Sorry Necro, my computer's updating, so it's gonna take me some time to post my reply)
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Post by Falconwing on Apr 15, 2019 11:37:59 GMT -5
Jaggedclaws attention quickly focused on Littleberry and Gorsepaw as the pair approached him. Seeing Viperstars dismissal Jaggedclaw turned and gave his clan leader a nod before turning back to the warrior and her apprentice. The sandy tom felt a twinge of gratitude towards Littleberry for approaching him and offering to go on patrol infront of Viperstar, especially after what his clan leader said about no one showing interest in joining him. Blinking thankfully towards the shecat was as good as it was going to get for a show of appreciation, "Yes, I was just about to gather a patrol and go to the plains of Thundering Hooves. You and Gorsepaw would be welcome to join me. I was also going to have Mistbreeze or Sparkflame tag along." Turning to the young tom Jaggedclaw spoke directly. "Would you go fetch one of them for me so we could get going?" He asked in a firm but polite tone. The deputy wished to send the apprentice away for a moment so he could have a quick word with Littleberry.
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Creeksongs thin tail curled in delight when Nightshade chose to join her and quickly rose to follow her. Giving one final look at the cats around her, seeing that no ones focus was on either of them the lean warrior quickly continued forwards staying within the shadows of the camp walls. Suddenly the pale tabby she-cat ducked down and took a sharp turn into the camp walls and disappeared from sight. There was a very small opening at the base of two boulders that if you squeezed through and continue the other side led out of camp. It was the shecats secret exit from the camp and as far as she knew was the only one who knew about it or used it for there was never the scent of another cat in the crawling space. Pulling herself out of the small space beneath the boulders she shook the dust from her pelt and turned around to wait for Nightshade to join her on this side of the camp wall.
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Morningkit was not expecting to have Lionkit tumble over her and when he did she squeaked with surprise her fuzzy pelt fluffing out. Batting her brother away the pale ginger shecat scurried away from her siblings and straight for the dens entrance. Reaching it she stopped knowing better than to exit before asking permission to do so. Fuzzy tail held high she slowly blinked and tooking in a deep breath of fresh air. She could see the clan already awake and busy going about their day. Sniffing the scent of feild mouse reached her nose and instinctively the young kit started to lick her lips. The kit having recently been weaned had aquired a taste for mouse, and now that she was awake hunger clutched her stomach tightly. "Momma, can we get a mouse! I can smell a fresh on of the freshkill pile!", she meowed loudly trying to speak over her rowdy brothers.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2019 14:51:07 GMT -5
I absolutely didn’t just flood my apartment XD And no the Masai guard didn’t nearly walk in on me in the shower to tell me
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Post by Falconwing on Apr 15, 2019 15:16:57 GMT -5
I absolutely didn’t just flood my apartment XD And no the Masai guard didn’t nearly walk in on me in the shower to tell me Oh no! How did you manage to do that?! Are you okay?
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