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Post by Pixie on Jun 26, 2019 11:51:36 GMT -5
Long, long ago when the Tribe of Rushing Water was established, a group of cats had broken off, heeding a call from their ancestors to follow the brightest star, so now the group continues to travel. They follow their Stargazer in hopes to find a new home.
Please have at least three lines worth of roleplay!
Her name used to be Feather of Silver Bird, but now she was Stargazer. She had no idea why her ancestors chose her to be the leader of this quest and it made her prickle with anxiety. She would often doubt her skills when it came to interpreting messages that came from the dark blue sky, but she would never let the other cats know that. The tiny silver she-cat continued on, her paws getting dirtied by mud. Hunger nipped at her belly as she padded along through the wet forest, but the cats had already ate and as Tribe custom, they only had one meal a day. She shook her head. They weren't apart of the Tribe now - they were their own group. "Does any cat want to eat?" she asked.
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Post by Protractor on Jun 30, 2019 12:27:37 GMT -5
(*prods* this still open?
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Pixie
2024 is already bad; 2025 will be my year fr
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Post by Pixie on Jun 30, 2019 19:33:01 GMT -5
(*prods* this still open? (Yeah! c:)
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Post by Protractor on Jun 30, 2019 19:35:20 GMT -5
(I'll get a reply up shortly
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Post by Protractor on Jun 30, 2019 19:47:07 GMT -5
Call of Black Jackdaw's belly growled in answer to the group leader's question."Haven't we already eaten today though?"
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