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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 11, 2019 18:16:09 GMT -5
Thistlepaw | Falconwing | patrol
The grey tom smirked at the warrior’s praise before obeying and taking Creekfall’s spot by the pond. He listened to what he had to say while staring intently into the water, straining to see any glimpses of glittering scales. He hoped he would remember to aim below the fish rather straight for it; he didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of his role model. Killing was easy, but actually catching the fish was different. Thistlepaw preferred land hunting, but that didn’t mean he was terrible at fishing. He prayed he would prove that to the rest of his patrol, who only seemed to be worried if he did something foolish.
After a moment, the apprentice’s eyes sharpened at the sight of movement underwater. Sure enough, a fish was swimming past, unaware of the hunter above. Waiting for the perfect moment, Thistlepaw tensed, then shot his paw out at his target and flicked his claws upwards. His eyes widening, he was able to scoop it out, practically throwing it onto the shore. Without a moment wasted, he turned and killed it rather sloppily.
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 12, 2019 20:44:19 GMT -5
"Good job Thistlepaw," Grousestar mewed, diving in for another fish and taking one for himself. He could feel the ice in the breeze, and he knew that even though the day was warm the night would be just as cold as it is hot. With a sigh, he let the fish swim off towards the beavers, of which were already retiring for the night. He picked up his fish, signaling to the other cats to sieze their hunt. "We should return to camp. New-bud nights are freezing, and I don't want any colds."
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 13, 2019 14:47:02 GMT -5
A short deep purr rumbled in Creekfalls chest as Thistlepaw secured his catch by flinging it out of the water and pouncing on it with a swift killing bite. "Well done", Creekfall meowed proudly. The pair continued to fish managing to catch a couple more fish before Grousestar called it a day and statted to lead the way back to camp. Gathering up as much as he could with his strong jaws the dark tabby tom fell in step behind his leader flicking his tail for Thistlepaw to follow.
He really enjoyed fishing with the young tom, in his opinion he felt as if they had a good friendly connection. The two seemed to be on the same level of understanding and it made things easier when it came to them interacting in any way. Quickening his pace he padded evenly with Grousestar, "Can I talk to you for a second as we walk?" He meowed blinking respectfully.
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 13, 2019 18:14:01 GMT -5
"Sure," Grousestar mewed over a mouthful a fish. He quickened his pace a bit, as to separate the two away from the others. (this is getting so big, I love it
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 13, 2019 18:43:32 GMT -5
After a moment of hesitation Creekfall spoke up. "I was wondering if I could take over Thistlepaws training". His meowed was low so only the clan leader could hear him. "I feel like we really click together, and that I could help make him into a great warrior for Sageclan to be proud of."
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 13, 2019 19:16:03 GMT -5
Grousestar blinked, thinking it over. "I think that's a great idea, he seems to like you. I'll announce it alongside the new deputy once we get back."
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 13, 2019 19:35:06 GMT -5
Speckback | Tom| Gay | Speckback is a long-haired black tom with a harlequin pattern/ His front left and back right paws are white, his front right and back left toes are white and his muzzle is white as well. His harlequin pattern makes him mostly black with a white tail, white ears, and five white spots on his lower back. He has a large jagged scar on his left shoulder, a smaller T shaped scar on his left thigh, another larger scar going across his back, and two small scars on his inner right front leg. His right ear has a notch in it and his eyes are a leaf green hue. He also has a very short tail. | Speckback is a very quiet and reserved tom, having entered the clan as a rogue when he was almost 7 moons old. He feels out of place a lot and doesn't normally speak a lot. Despite this he does his best and is always doing something. | Speckback doesn't ever bring up the time he spent as a rogue. All that anyone knows is that him and his sister were very small and weak when they were found on Sageclan territory. The two never bring up their life before the clan, and feel no need to either. | Sister is Darkpetal | Jekyll | Kix Darkpetal | She-cat | Pansexual | Darkpetal is a shorthaired white she-cat with a black stripe down her spine and part way up her tail. She also has black surrounding her neck and branching down her chest as well, along with having a black tail tip and nose. Her eyes are a dark blue hue. | Darkpetal, unlike her brother, is a lot more open and talkative. She can be quite bubbly and happy. She feels at home in the clan and tries her best to make lasting relationships with her clanmates. Her one big wish is to have kits one day, be it taking them in while with a she-cat (if she ever got the chance) or having her own. | Darkpetal was found with his brother Speckback when they were almost seven moons old. Like her brother, she doesn't bring up their life before the clan at all, normally becoming reserved and depressed when it's brought up. | Brother is Speckback. | Jekyll | Kix
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Asexual
Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Jun 13, 2019 23:47:04 GMT -5
((I'll post starters from my other chars over the weekend ^^ I caught a bit of a chest infection and it's left me a bit too exhausted to do much.)) Birchpaw ~ Camp ~ Ferngaze (𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 )
Birchpaw rumbled happily back at Ferngaze's praise and padded cheerfully after her Mentor. It always made her so happy to make Ferngaze proud. Birchpaw adored the older she-cat and always tried her best to listen and learn to the best of her ability. "Marigold, mint, butterfly weed, and white sage," She repeated dutifully, slipping out of Camp. Her silver pelt shimmered as she followed. "Marigold for healing and infections, Butterfly weed for greencough and whitecough," She clearly remembered the herb being fed to her mother, "And... White Sage is..." Birchpaw paused, frowning in thought as she tilted her head. "Strength after kitting," She remembered a moment later, chirping, "We need it for Doefeather and Lizardsneak, right?" Her tail twitched as she thought over the last herb. She didn't think they had gone over mint yet, so she hesitantly asked, "But what is Mint used for, Ferngaze?" She peered questioningly up at her mentor, trotting easily alongside the other she-cat.
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Bisexual
𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂 ♡
a whisper of a voice, it echos in my mind
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Post by 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂 ♡ on Jun 14, 2019 8:32:54 GMT -5
Ryeberry - - camp [ && open ] The pristine young feline opened her green eyes, letting her maw open in a deep yawn. Her limbs stretched out in her nest in the nursery. There was no mewling of kits, no sighing queens stumbling with pregnancy. No, the clan was devoid of kits at the moment, but Ryeberry really wanted a set of her own. Standing up and flicking the moss out of her fur. The queen pushed her way out of the nursery, into the shining sun. The camp had a few less warriors, and apprentices. Some must have been out at a patrol. She let her haunches sink back on the ground and lifted a paw to her muzzle, giving it a quick lick, then drew it over her ear. Lizardsneak was still sleeping in the queens den, and she didn’t know where Doefeather was. ”Well, isn’t it a beautiful morning,” she mewed aloud, wrapping her feathery tail around her front paws.
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 16, 2019 23:37:54 GMT -5
Hi! Also, mocatstar, you put Speckleback in the relations. It's actually Speckback))
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 16, 2019 23:38:39 GMT -5
Hi! Also, mocatstar , you put Speckleback in the relations. It's actually Speckback)) (Oh crap. Okay, let me change that really faast..
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 16, 2019 23:39:17 GMT -5
Anyone open to rp??))
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 16, 2019 23:40:46 GMT -5
(Would anyone like to be the deputy? If so, please quote this and put your character(s) down
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 16, 2019 23:41:31 GMT -5
(Would anyone like to be the deputy? If so, please quote this and put your character(s) down Eek!!!! I would love for Speckback or Darkpetal to be deputy. If neither of them I could make another character))
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 16, 2019 23:45:48 GMT -5
( Jekyll Mk, I'll add them to the list.
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 17, 2019 0:02:43 GMT -5
wanna rp?))
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 17, 2019 0:04:52 GMT -5
(I'm out of camp at the moment on a fishing patrol, sorry <)
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 17, 2019 0:06:50 GMT -5
ah darn.))
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 17, 2019 0:07:19 GMT -5
( Yeahh,
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 17, 2019 0:08:20 GMT -5
(Hey guys Im here)
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 17, 2019 0:08:45 GMT -5
(Welcome back
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 17, 2019 0:12:40 GMT -5
《Thank you. Sorry it has been a very busy past couple of days. Shall we just begin with the patrol returning to camp? @ tarry》
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 17, 2019 0:13:52 GMT -5
So was looking through and would love for my quiet boy Speckback to have a crush on Smokecloud, and for my bab Darkpetal to have a crush on Grousestar))
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 17, 2019 0:14:21 GMT -5
Hey Falcon, got any characters open??))
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 17, 2019 0:17:14 GMT -5
《Yeah, Creekfall will be open once the patrol returns. But first I'm waiting for tarry to see if its okay. 》
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 17, 2019 0:19:42 GMT -5
( Jekyll That's fine ( Falconwing Let's go! Grousestar sighed in relief as the crossing into camp came into view. His paws seemed heavy, and he couldn't wait to sit and have a well deserved piece of prey.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 17, 2019 0:39:15 GMT -5
Jaws heavy with fish, Creekfall was grateful to see the camps entrance ahead. Picking up his pace he trotted into the camp and straight to the fresh kill pile where he quickly deopped his catch and then began to move around his stiffened jaw. With a slight pant the tom took a couple steps away and sat down to catch his breath. As he did he obversed the camp and what was happening within it walls. He had seen Ryeberry standing outside of the nursery and he waved his tail at a friendly greeting before continuing to examine the camp.
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 17, 2019 0:45:22 GMT -5
Grousestar set down his prey, and like Creekfall he stretched out his jaws before leaping onto the Highbranch. "All cats old enough to peer above the sage join here beneath the Highbranch for a clan meeting!" He called, sitting down on the branch to wait for the cats. ( Falconwing 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 Taiyou mimikyutie Lycaonia 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂 ♡ Jekyll
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 17, 2019 0:55:05 GMT -5
Darkpetal: Darkpetal looked up from where she had been grooming her white fur, her jaws opening mid lick before she snapped them shut and stood, shaking out her fur and quickly making her way to the forming group by High Branch. She looked up curiously at Grousestar, her heart quickening for a moment at the sight of him before she managed to return it to its normal rhythm.
Speckback: Speckback had been laying by himself as usual before his ears perked at the sound of Grousestar calling a clan meeting. Standing up the quiet tom stretched out his limbs and began to pad toward the group stopping for a moment to find his sister, Darkpetal. Once he had spotted the she-cat the tom quickly made his way to her and sat down to wait for the meeting to start.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 17, 2019 9:53:07 GMT -5
《Sorry I fell asleep on you guys 》
Hearing the announcement, Creekfalls ears perked up and he quickly trotted over towards the gathering place. Taking a seat he looked up at Grousestar, he knew that the clan leader was to be choosing his deputy. But the deputy position was the furthest thing from the dark tabby toms mind. Becoming Thistlepaws mentor was all Creekfall could think about. Excited to once again have an apprentice, his tail curled around his paws as he looked around for the young tom cat.
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