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Post by Witchy on Jun 12, 2019 12:02:12 GMT -5
Aye!!!)
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 12, 2019 13:54:17 GMT -5
Cinderrose | Falconwing , Taiyou , briarfur | patrol
Cinderrose was scanning the area for signs of prey when Oakstorm’s voice caught her attention. She looked back at him, eyes narrowed with an annoyed glint in her yellow gaze. “Then hunt now instead of wasting your precious time complaining to me.” With an irritated huff she turned back around, beginning to follow a trail she had caught before Oakstorm distracted her. Of course they were moving slow; had he forgotten that two warriors had been killed in this area the day before? Cinderrose wanted to give an actually good report to her leader when they got back and knew if they had rushed, they could’ve missed something important.
The scent she was following led to where she found a mouse, cleaning itself peacefully in the shelter of a young bush. Cinderrose crouched immediately, stilling her tail and bunching her muscles, eyes fixed on her target as she readied herself to strike. Waiting until the mouse had its gaze turned away from her, the molly pounced, catching the creature in her paws. It shrieked as her claws pierced its skin before killing it with a quick nip to the neck. Cinderrose picked it up it’s tail and she hurried over to where she last was, quickly devouring it and waiting for the rest to be ready to move on.
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Post by briarfur on Jun 12, 2019 15:31:01 GMT -5
Mothpaw nodded and spread out, turning her focus towards listening and smelling out any sign of prey. The scent of the bear still lingered in the area, which made it harder for her to concentrate. Some spots were stronger, and she avoided those in favor of the ones that smelled the least disturbed. Before too long she caught the scent of a mouse and dropped into a crouch.
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 12, 2019 16:21:29 GMT -5
North || 46 moons || female North is a large, white Maine Coon with dazzling blue eyes and tufts at the ends of her ears. She has a couple nicks in both ears and a scar across her muzzle, evidence of the many fights her younger self has gotten into. As a young molly, North was fierce and brash; easily starting fights and getting into trouble. She grew up in a rough area and without a real family, so she was influenced by the need to survive at an early age. Since then, she has learned from her past and is now a quiet and calm feline, who prefers to not get into the fray. Even so, she's still a capable and dangerous opponent as well as a skilled hunter. North is a motherly figure to those younger than her and has many years of wisdom to share. 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 Rogue Open to relationships Our Hearts Beat
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 12, 2019 20:46:14 GMT -5
( Falconwing Are we going to try to incorporate the old plan or not?
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 13, 2019 14:51:44 GMT -5
( Falconwing Are we going to try to incorporate the old plan or not? I think that this new one is a lot easier and less confusing when it comes to involving everyone The rogue group could still manipulate Sageclan into attacking Pineclan by making them think thay they have been prey stealing or something.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 13, 2019 15:00:00 GMT -5
At Greypelts words Cedarstars head cocked slightly to the side not quite understanding what she was saying. After giving it a moment of thought he spoke up. "Oh you mean on who I would choose as deputy?" That was the question wasn't it. 'Something I'm sure the whole clan was thinking about.' Cedarstar thought inwardly before responding. "I have thought about it, but the cat I'd wish to choose is no longer here", his tone was low and voice full of pain as he mentioned Coldsnap. "Those mouse brains just had to go off and fight a bear and leave me here all alone with you crazy ones" he added with a small chuckle as he thought of their bitter sweet memories together. Looking up at the kind grey warrior he blinked thankfully towards her, for her company at the moment was much appreciated. Graypelt nodded listening thoughtfully, “No one is rushing you and we all trust your judgement, I know Coldsnap was your next choice and he would’ve made a fine deputy and possible leader but he died protecting our clan mates. I know you will miss him as we all will but do not despair he wouldn’t want that and I’m sure he’d pummel you for even thinking it. Don’t doubt yourself. Everything will be fine my friend.” She smiled and in a friendly gesture nosed his shoulder.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 13, 2019 15:35:57 GMT -5
《 Witchy here was Stagbellows response if you didn't see it 》 Sandlily had managed to catch a starling and did her best to quickly pluck and eat it. Finishing up she bounded back over to the rest of the group a couple of feathers following in the breeze after her. Reaching them she pawed at her face wiping away a stray feather that had gotten stuck on her lip. Waiting patiently, the pale sandy shecat watched from afar as her apprentice hunted. Sitting here she wondered once again about Oakstorm. Cinderrose had been a little harsh on him in her opinion, but tensions were high with everything that was going on. Sandlily just couldnt wait for things to return to normal.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 13, 2019 15:36:36 GMT -5
Stagbellow was also unsure with what to do with the unconscious cat. "Ummmmm...", he gave her a couple of nudges but she remained unmoving, and his sharp green eyes could see the bright red blood coming for her ears, nose, and mouth that had come to a stop but was still there. She needed to see a healer that was for sure. There was also the fact that with the loss of two great warriors, Pineclan could use another set of claws but her timing of arrival was awkward. Still the seasoned tom took pity on the exotic beauty and finally nodded. "Lets take her to camp for Hazelroot to look at. We can send an apprentice back for our prey." And with that said he dipped his head to find a good spot to grab so he could help Lionclaw carry the stranger back home.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 13, 2019 15:46:11 GMT -5
Greypelts words were exactly what he needed to hear. Stepping forwards he pressed his muzzle into her pelt for a brief moment before pulling away and giving his pelt a few licks. "Thank you", Cedarstar meowed, "I needed to hear that." Standing back up he took a pawstep forwards, "Alright lets get to hunting before the clan thinks I've gone soft on them", he added with a slight chuckle. The grey shecats words meant a lot to the large dark tabby tom, it made his remembered his previous mate and how life had been better with one. But things change and life goes, which means that you have to change and just go with it.
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Post by Taiyou on Jun 13, 2019 17:26:47 GMT -5
Oakstorm huffed at Cinderrose narrowing his eyes at how easy irritated she cat could get, he padded off into the underbrush to hunt. Tasting the air, Oakstorm picked up the faint scent of a squirrel lowing to the ground the tom following the scent. As he grew closer Oakstorm slowed his pace carefully placing his paws down as he saw the squirrel chewing on a nut, pausing for a moment Oakstorm pounced landing onto of the squirrel and swiftly bite its neck. Oakstorm quickly devoured the squirrel before making his way back to the group sitting down to clean his muzzle.
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 13, 2019 19:18:06 GMT -5
(aye, okay. I'll make a rogue
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Post by Witchy on Jun 14, 2019 16:10:58 GMT -5
"Just get her on my back I can carry her, she weighs practically nothing." He said moving closer to the ground his golden fur getting dusted with the dry dirt below him. This close to her face he saw the blood on her face, he needed to get her to the medicine cat soon.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 14, 2019 16:28:25 GMT -5
Graypelt smiled and nodded, "Im glad I could help. Meet back here in a few?" She stood smiling happily, she was eager and ready to go. Hunting has and always will be her forte. She stretched her claws digging into the ground.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 14, 2019 18:52:39 GMT -5
"Okay", Stagbellow meowed and quickly manoeuvred to the other side of the large golden tom. Taking the white shecats scruff he pulled her up onto his back and made sure that her left front and back legs were on the left side of his body and the right were on right side. "Okay I think that will do, and I will walk beside you to catch her just in case she starts to slide off."
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 14, 2019 19:23:24 GMT -5
Cedarstar nodded silently and turned away from the grey warrior. Trailing off it wasnt long before the large tom found the scent of a hare. Though large, Cedarstar still managed to silently stalk closer to the creature without alerting it. The hard dusty ground made this difficult but with careful steps and patience he was finally within pouncing distance. Leaping forth with all his strength the large tom managed to land squarely on the hopping rodents back. Cedarstars weight forced the breath from the rabbits lungs keeping it crying out as he crunched down on the back to the rabbits neck snapping it quickly.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 14, 2019 19:49:37 GMT -5
Dark || 47 moons || Tom A massive Siberian cat born in a twoleg home until he clawed at the two leg's 'prized' dog. He was thrown out on the house onto the street where he learned the hard way to survive earning many scars though most are hidden under his really thick dark tabby fur. He has a white belly and paws with a white muzzle and ear tufts; his tail is long and bushy almost completely back with a white tip. He is very heavy and weighs almost 30lbs of muscle. His one ear is slightly torn, his face is scared from one side to the other with his muzzle clawed up too. He looks pretty intimidating already but his dark ember eyes add to his ominous presence. Though he looks like a mean grumpy he's actually a calm very likable male with a heart of gold but who has only been hurt so many time. He's very guarded and comes off as a bit of a jerk, but to the old and the young he is kind and gentle. Raised in a twoleg place raised on the streets he has fought dogs cats and twolegs for his food and his right to live. Though two months prior to joining this little gang he found a little she cat he named Cream since she didnt have a name before meeting him. He refused to join unless she was permitted to stay and that she would be fed and protected from all dangers. Witchy Rogue part of the group Relationships Other Cream || 4 moons || Female Creamy white shecat thats short and fluffy, with gray stripes and a gray face with a thin long tail. Her eyes are a soft golden yellow. She is sweet and outgoing and finds the good in everyone. She doesn't understand why she was left by her mother, but she found a parent figure in Dark and adores him. Witchy Kit of the rouge group Relationships Other
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Post by Witchy on Jun 14, 2019 20:04:15 GMT -5
He stood though he bent carefully, "Hopefully she doesn't." He sighed softly, walking with careful steps. "So have you ever seen anything like this before... I know you brought in Russetclaw as a kit." HE wondered if she would be able to stay. He could feel her breath and her heartbeat on his back.
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Post by Witchy on Jun 14, 2019 20:10:35 GMT -5
Graypelt stalked though the dry grass moving swiftly like a breeze, pausing when the wind stopped then moving forward as it went. She caught a mouse shortly after leaving Cedarstar and now she was hunting what she thought was a rabbit.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 14, 2019 20:20:51 GMT -5
Dark || 47 moons || Tom A massive Siberian cat born in a twoleg home until he clawed at the two leg's 'prized' dog. He was thrown out on the house onto the street where he learned the hard way to survive earning many scars though most are hidden under his really thick dark tabby fur. He has a white belly and paws with a white muzzle and ear tufts; his tail is long and bushy almost completely back with a white tip. He is very heavy and weighs almost 30lbs of muscle. His one ear is slightly torn, his face is scared from one side to the other with his muzzle clawed up too. He looks pretty intimidating already but his dark ember eyes add to his ominous presence. Though he looks like a mean grumpy he's actually a calm very likable male with a heart of gold but who has only been hurt so many time. He's very guarded and comes off as a bit of a jerk, but to the old and the young he is kind and gentle. Raised in a twoleg place raised on the streets he has fought dogs cats and twolegs for his food and his right to live. Though two months prior to joining this little gang he found a little she cat he named Cream since she didnt have a name before meeting him. He refused to join unless she was permitted to stay and that she would be fed and protected from all dangers. Witchy Rogue part of the group Relationships Other Cream || 4 moons || Female Creamy white shecat thats short and fluffy, with gray stripes and a gray face with a thin long tail. Her eyes are a soft golden yellow. She is sweet and outgoing and finds the good in everyone. She doesn't understand why she was left by her mother, but she found a parent figure in Dark and adores him. Witchy Kit of the rouge group Relationships Other Omg they are too freaking cute! Accepted I will respond in a second. Gotta cook dinner for the hubs 😛
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Post by Witchy on Jun 14, 2019 20:45:24 GMT -5
Got it! )
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 14, 2019 21:01:45 GMT -5
Mountain || 20 moons || male Mountain is a large grey tom with long, thick fur. He has darker stripes all over his body and his tail. His ears, muzzle, and paws are also dark grey. His belly, chest, and tail tip however are white. He has cold brown eyes, and a series of burns all over his pelt. Mountain hates everything about clan cats, despite his origin as one. He's cold, mean, and won't hesitate to kill if it meant to satisfy his thirst for clan blood. Mountain was born as Stonepaw to his parents in sageclan. The dark forest played a trick on him, leading him to believe Starclan wanted the past leader dead. He was successful in his task, but he was soon chased out of the clan. From that day forward, he promised to carry on the wishes of Starclan and destroy the clans once and for all. Tenifi Rogue of the rogue group Open Our Hearts Beat
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Post by 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 on Jun 14, 2019 21:11:30 GMT -5
( i finished my rogue girl, North, btw )
Cinderrose | Taiyou , Falconwing , briarfur | patrol
Once she was sure that everyone was finished with their hunt, Cinderrose raised her tail to beckon her patrol to her. "Let's finish up so we can get back to camp at a decent hour," she meowed. "Cedarstar will want us all at camp for the announce of the deputy tonight." Without waiting for a response, the she-cat turned-tail and headed off back to the forest. They would go towards the Elk Herd Clearing and mark there before returning to camp; Cinderrose had intended to go further but she had to admit, Oakstorm had a point. They weren't going to make it home before dark if they kept going. "We'll mark at the Elk Heard Clearing before going back to camp. We'll quicken our pace from hear on."
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 14, 2019 23:57:24 GMT -5
North || 46 moons || female North is a large, white Maine Coon with dazzling blue eyes and tufts at the ends of her ears. She has a couple nicks in both ears and a scar across her muzzle, evidence of the many fights her younger self has gotten into. As a young molly, North was fierce and brash; easily starting fights and getting into trouble. She grew up in a rough area and without a real family, so she was influenced by the need to survive at an early age. Since then, she has learned from her past and is now a quiet and calm feline, who prefers to not get into the fray. Even so, she's still a capable and dangerous opponent as well as a skilled hunter. North is a motherly figure to those younger than her and has many years of wisdom to share. 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭𝔂 Rogue Open to relationships Our Hearts Beat
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 14, 2019 23:57:49 GMT -5
Mountain || 20 moons || male Mountain is a large grey tom with long, thick fur. He has darker stripes all over his body and his tail. His ears, muzzle, and paws are also dark grey. His belly, chest, and tail tip however are white. He has cold brown eyes, and a series of burns all over his pelt. Mountain hates everything about clan cats, despite his origin as one. He's cold, mean, and won't hesitate to kill if it meant to satisfy his thirst for clan blood. Mountain was born as Stonepaw to his parents in sageclan. The dark forest played a trick on him, leading him to believe Starclan wanted the past leader dead. He was successful in his task, but he was soon chased out of the clan. From that day forward, he promised to carry on the wishes of Starclan and destroy the clans once and for all. Tenifi Rogue of the rogue group Open Our Hearts Beat Accepted
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 15, 2019 0:03:34 GMT -5
Mountain || 20 moons || male Mountain is a large grey tom with long, thick fur. He has darker stripes all over his body and his tail. His ears, muzzle, and paws are also dark grey. His belly, chest, and tail tip however are white. He has cold brown eyes, and a series of burns all over his pelt. Mountain hates everything about clan cats, despite his origin as one. He's cold, mean, and won't hesitate to kill if it meant to satisfy his thirst for clan blood. Mountain was born as Stonepaw to his parents in sageclan. The dark forest played a trick on him, leading him to believe Starclan wanted the past leader dead. He was successful in his task, but he was soon chased out of the clan. From that day forward, he promised to carry on the wishes of Starclan and destroy the clans once and for all. Tenifi Rogue of the rogue group Open Our Hearts Beat Accepted Sweet
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 15, 2019 22:17:39 GMT -5
《I am sorry for my absence, but I will be posting my responses in the morning 》
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Post by mocatstar on Jun 15, 2019 22:20:09 GMT -5
Falconwing It's okay, I think mostly everyone in our roleplays are absent
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Post by briarfur on Jun 16, 2019 0:03:04 GMT -5
Sorry for the delay; weekends are very busy for me))
Mothpaw paused long enough to clear her mind before pouncing. A quick bite, and it was over. Glancing in Cinderrose's direction when she heard her speak, Mothpaw made quick work of the mouse before trotting over to Sandlily's side as they resumed their patrol of the borders.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 16, 2019 13:30:04 GMT -5
Stagbellow || Witchy & mimikyutie || Traveling From Shadow Pines to Camp "Well animals fall down the mountains all the time hurting themselves. It seems as if she has been made a victim by the great stones", Stagbellow meowed as they traveled away from the mountains and out of Shadow Pines. "It seems as if shes only hurt her leg, and she must have hit her head pretty hard to knock herself out... but I'm no medicine cat. Im sure Hazelroot will know what to do to help her." Though she was no clan cat, the tall russet tom still did not wish ill on her in any way. It wasnt long before the were nearing in on camp. "I will run ahead and let Hazelroot know your coming", he informed and gave another look at the unconscious she-cat before racing forwards at full speed. It was but moments later that the senior warrior found himself pushing through the camps entrance and towards the medicine cat den. "Hazelroot! Hazelroot?!" Stagbellows tone was full of urgency as he looked around for the young healer. Ears perked he stopped at the dens entrance and called out once more, "Hazelroot!?"
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