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Post by Jekyll on Jun 25, 2019 18:23:52 GMT -5
At the words that a kit was in need Stealthcreek shifted a bit. "Flowerkit, watch your siblings." She then began to shift and move, struggling to get to her paws. "Okay, I got this, warrior code says to help all kits, so I have to try." She took a few shaky steps before gaining her balance. "Okay, lets go Sootnose."
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Post by Protractor on Jun 25, 2019 18:33:06 GMT -5
"Oh sure,now you leave the den."Flowerkit grumbled as she sat up and kept her eyes on her littermates.
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 25, 2019 18:35:36 GMT -5
Stealthcreek was unbalanced, trying to keep her paws under her as she exited the nursery. "Ugh... so bright." The words came out in a hissing voice as she began to make her way toward Silverghost.
Stoatclaws eyes widened and he leaned toward Silverghost. "Silverghost... she actually came out of the nursery."
"I know, I'm just as surprised. I thought we would need to go to the nursery." The two whispered their words before Silverghost stood and turned to the queen. "This kit was found in the territory by this kittypet. He has no parents and nowhere to go." The leader then turned back to Crow. "Anything else we need to know about you?"
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 25, 2019 19:01:43 GMT -5
Stealthcreek let out a chuckle as she moved to the kit and sat down, pulling the kit toward her soft, warm belly fur and holding him close. "Kits do not hunt here. We care for our young as they are our future." The queen then looked at Silverghost, silently asking for permission. At the leader's nod she smiled and looked down at the kit. "Come on, let's get you into the nursery." She then led the way back to the den she had come from.
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 14:31:05 GMT -5
(I'm back for a bit! God I hate moving. I've read through the RP so far so no need to catch me up!)
Whiteember watched the queen take the small black kit back to the nursery from which she had came. She let out a small yawn and let her imagination run for a while. Interesting. Wonder what will happen next? she pondered, a tad bit lazily. The white she-cat shrugged, sitting down to begin grooming herself.
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 17:09:06 GMT -5
"Any idea why they decided to bring the kit here?"Asked Quailfeather as he approached Whiteember."Surely there were better places."
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 17:28:52 GMT -5
The white she-cat peered over at her clanmate, pausing her grooming session. "I don't know really. Something about the kittypet thinking it was ours. Then come to find out it has no parents. Stealthcreek will take good care of it I'm sure..." she paused. "But I agree we don't need another mouth to feed. Plus Stealthcreek is already stressed enough." Whiteember let out a small sigh, thinking of the queen and her kits she had already. She really didn't need another mouth to feed either.
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 17:33:31 GMT -5
"Well,the new one seems to be able to eat solid food so I guess that helps."Quailfeather pondered out loud."I just hope the spirits give him a gift."
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 18:13:27 GMT -5
Flowerkit's ears perked up at the sight of the new kit."Who are you?"She asked as she bounded up to him.
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 26, 2019 18:29:50 GMT -5
Stealthcreek settled back into the nest, pulling her kits close to her stomach. Antelopekit wouldn't be kept there long though as the she-cat stood and tried to walk to the new kit, her normal walk probably seeming extremely odd as she fell forward on her muzzle after a few steps. "Oops. Hehe." She sat up. "Hi! I'm Antelopkeit!"
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 18:36:07 GMT -5
"And that lifeless lump of fur over there is Smallkit."Flowerkit added as she pointed to her brother."And I'm Flowerkit."
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 19:22:22 GMT -5
Whiteember casted her amber gaze upward. "Who knows," she spoke, calmly. "If he does get a gift, what do you think it'll be? Or do you even think Silverghost will ask for one?" The she-cat wrapped her gray tail around her paws. It was a nervous tick of hers it seemed. She glanced over at Quailfeather. "If he does get a gift, I hope it's at least useful."
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 19:26:31 GMT -5
"The only useless gift is a gift not used."Quailfeather replied."And even if Silverghost doesn't ask he'll still be gifted.Or at least stand out."
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 26, 2019 19:45:38 GMT -5
Stealthcreek looked at Flowerkit now and growled. "Flowerkit! You;re brother is not lifeless, he's just sick currently. You need to learn to respect others or else you'll never become an apprentice!" The she-cat took a deep breath before smiling at Crow. "Now everyone, this is Crow. He was found alone and abandoned and so is now a part of our family, am I clear?"
(Stealthcreek is still open for a mate btw guys)
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 20:24:22 GMT -5
(I can totally create one. I have like 10 different OC's. I'll go back and see what the kits look like like and see what I have or can create.)
"Good point," Whiteember chuckled, quietly. "Hopefully, she will. Poor thing. I couldn't imagine not having my parents..." She became quiet, her mind reeling with hypotheticals. "So, uh...What have you been up to?" She spoke almost too quick, eager to change the subject of such harrowing events.
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Post by Jekyll on Jun 26, 2019 20:28:10 GMT -5
Silverghost looked around at the clan before nodding to Firewish and heading to her den, a sign for him to follow her. Entering her den the she-cat sat down and turned to the medicine cat. "Firewish, if possible, can you go to the Spirits Hollow and speak with the spirits? I have already once today and the nausea after speaking with them has set in. Lilyflight will be fine for a bit while you go."
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 21:03:58 GMT -5
"Trying to figure out an easier way of hunting."Quailfeather replied.
Flowerkit rolled her eyes."I guess I'm the only normal kit of this batch then."She sighed and went back to her corner.
(Power went out....Yay
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 21:15:53 GMT -5
Tigersoul Tigersoul is a handsome dark ginger tabby tom with a soft and kind smile. He has a white underbelly and undertail with his back toes being white as well. One of his eyes is a beautiful golden brown with dark reddish specks with the other one being an icy blue with green surrounding his iris. He was a scar on his left shoulder blade from a battle with a fox along with his ear having a couple notches in it. Tigersoul is a pretty genuine tom with a heart of gold. He is a very accepting individual and tends to lend a helping paw to anyone in need. He is a cat that was wise beyond his years even as a kit, often giving advice to his clanmates. Despite all these positivities, he can be rather disorganized and a bit of a people pleaser. He wants to make everyone happy. As he gets older, this is becoming less and less of an issue. Tigersoul’s power is that of lie detection. His mate is Stealthcreek.
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 21:18:38 GMT -5
Whiteember tilted her head to the side with a confused glance. "Do you mean without injecting it with poison?" she asked. "Or just in general?" The she-cat let a small smile spread among her lips. "Sometimes, I end up freezing my prey's blood, depending on what I'm hunting that is," she laughed. "Too bad that won't work on cats. Be useful in battle."
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 21:25:03 GMT -5
"The first one."Quailfeather answered."It's tiring to move the prey from draining to prey pile.And as for battle,I tend not to use my teeth,unless of course I loose."
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 21:32:14 GMT -5
"Hmm," the white she-cat thought aloud. "Maybe, if you had someone go with you, it would be easier. You know to transport the prey. That way it wouldn't need the draining part." It was a good idea at least. She didn't know if the tom would be as accepting of the idea, but hey, at least she tried. She once again put her tail across her front paws, seemingly nervous of the answer.
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Post by Protractor on Jun 26, 2019 21:49:47 GMT -5
"Nah,I already got that part down."Quailfeather answered with a chuckle."I think I just need to learn to use my claws to kill."
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Post by calliope on Jun 26, 2019 22:10:32 GMT -5
She laughed heartily. "That's not hard! That's how I was taught to hunt anyway," Whiteember voiced. "Claws then bite. Which is why half of the prey I catch happens to have claw marks on them." The pretty she-cat stood up, stretching out her back and casting a teasing glance over towards Quailfeather. "Besides, what's the point of catching prey if you can't have a bit a fun with it first?"
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Post by Protractor on Jun 27, 2019 8:53:44 GMT -5
"Eating it."Quailfeather chuckled."That's kind of the whole point of hunting.Besides,by the time you're done with it it'll probably be a puddle."He said with amusement in his voice and eyes.
(You don't know how right you are,Crowkit
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Post by calliope on Jun 27, 2019 11:57:57 GMT -5
Whiteember pushed him playfully with her paw whilst rolling her amber eyes. "Oh shut it, mousebrain!" Another laugh escaped her mouth. "They don't all end up like puddles!"
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Post by Protractor on Jun 27, 2019 12:04:25 GMT -5
"Well most is still a lot."Quailfeather retorted."That's like saying:Did all the leaves fall?No not all of them but most of them have."
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