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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 4, 2019 19:45:53 GMT -5
Whereabouts, With Whom, Tags Burningstar No news was always better than bad news, in Burningstar’s book at the very least. The young leader trusted the shecats opinion, largely a given for him as he was sometimes considered an overly trusting tom cat just by his nature. He regarded Blackeye as a fine warrior, and was thus thankful for her opinions and input into clan life, as he did with all of his warriors. “I’m glad to hear it,” he replied with a nod of his head; Burningstar could have kept up a riveting conversation with a tree branch, he was a silver tongued creature who knew how to keep up conversation even with the most unwilling of participants. He didn’t think any less of cats less adept at him than he was, knowing all cats had very differing talents, that’s what made the clan run so well. Chuckling at the follow up question, Burningstar shook his head, amusing lighting his handsome expression. His gaze lingered on the nursery for a heartbeat, the now familiar sound of mewls seemed to ricochet across camp. Part of it made the tom wish fir a litter of his own, but life as a leader didn’t lend to the raising of kittens, and he he wouldn’t be able to spend nearly as much time with them as he would have wanted were he to find a mate and have kits. Thus he contented himself with admiring from afar, and ensuring his camp and cake were safe places for kits. “By all accounts rather rambunctious,” Burningstar replied honestly. “Wolfshade and Gingerroot have quiet a handful on their paws no doubt,” He elicited a soft mreow of amusement, whilst Gingerroot has always been a shecat to enjoy playing dirty or playing jokes. The tom however was a different matter entirely, and it was a source of bear endless amusement to watch them interact. “And it won’t be long before there are even more kittens to get under our paws and drive everybody mad.”
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 4, 2019 20:01:13 GMT -5
Did that mean another female was pregnant? Blackeye tried to think of her clanmates, who might be the mother and father expecting but she didn't have a clue. That was new. Many times she could see things such as that, love was an obvious emotions on others. It wasn't the emotion that annoyed her, it was those stupid cats that would sit and coo over each other from dawn to dusk. She could not say love was something she never wanted for herself, there were no toms she was interested in and none who were interested in her. If it didn't happen, Blackeye would not be entirely upset over it. Her eyes shifted upwards at Burningstar, his attractive lush fur and warm smile.
"As long as they remain out of my nest." She grumbled at his future prediction. Wolfshade was a grumpy and rude tom, how in the world he fell in love with another was beyond Blackeye. Yet, she knew he would make a strong father. Burningstar would too, if only he was not leader. Her whiskers twitched,
"Have you decided hunting patrols?" Blackeye switched the topic, returning her focus on the rest of the camp. From here, she could see the massive shape of Badgetooth stretching and stomping out of the warriors den. Kits and love was not a thought she would keep on, it was of little use to her and her skills. Blackeye was a warrior, she would serve her clan with teeth and claws. "I do not see Furycall. He did not assign me yet for my duties today. I would be more than happy to hunt." She motioned with her tail tip to the small pile,
"We will need it."
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 4, 2019 20:02:16 GMT -5
(Blossomshadow is pregnant )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 4, 2019 20:03:39 GMT -5
Im really sorry but it’s rather late at my end so I’m going to sleep, shall continue in the morning!
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 4, 2019 20:04:15 GMT -5
[ Gotcha. Ttyl. ]
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 4, 2019 23:04:11 GMT -5
I have returned! Will type up my replies as fast as I can!))
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 4, 2019 23:39:46 GMT -5
GingerrootWith Howlshade, Tigerlilykit, and Dandelionkit. In Nursery. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ Ginger and white fur flashed within the confines of the nursery as Gingerroot awoke, shifting lightly in her nest and being careful not her wake her kits. She smiled softly at the two small bundles, her heart swelling with love for both them and her mate. It seemed the thought of the tom summoned him, Howlshade now stepping into the nursery and moving toward her. She let out a long, loud purr, smiling up at him and nuzzling his cheek when he came close enough. "Hello love, did you sleep well?" She chuckled lightly, already knowing isn't sleeping as well as when she was by his side in the warriors den. "The little ones are still asleep but knowing Tigerlilykit, he'll be awake any moment now." At her words the small ginger and black tom shifted and opened his eyes.
.coding by necrodancer. FurycallWith clan. In Camp. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ PudgeCat Lycaonia Unknown to most, Furycall had been awake for awhile, hidden within the shadows at the edge of the camp and sitting perfectly still, he was watching with trained eyes as many began to awoke. When someone would look over at him he would merely close his eyes, disappearing into the shadows before reopening them and gazing around once more. Finally, the massive tom stood and moved from his position and out into the center of the camp, raising his voice. "Everyone! It is time to assign patrols!" He waited as cats gathered, relishing in the power that he held, where he could call and they would come crawling to him. His tail moving sluggishly behind him he pointed to two cats. Vixenwhisper and Needlestrike, you two will lead hunting patrols. Vixenwhisper, take Mothshade and Peachtree with you. Needlestrike, you take Nightshade and Badgertooth. I'll lead a border patrol and with me will be Finchpaw and Darkeye. Understood? Then let's get going everyone."
.coding by necrodancer. TigerlilykitWith Gingerroot, Howlshade, and Dandelionkit. In Nursery. 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ The small ginger and black tom was half asleep, listening as his mother shifted and awoke beside him. It wasn't long till his father entered as well, his scent the first sign he had come, followed by the loud purring of Gingerroot. When his name was mentioned the tom finally shifted and sat up, opening his eyes and gazing up at the tom that was his father. "Hi Howlshade! Are you not busy today? Furycall normally has everyone out at all times, no matter what." The tom moved out of the nest and stretched, his fur standing up along his spine as he did so.
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Aug 5, 2019 1:07:39 GMT -5
; - Peachtree Just as I was finishing up my fur. The she-cat lamented silently upon hearing Furycall's orders, looking down at her neatly brushed pelt, finally free of tangles and moss from last night's rest. She wanted it to look spotless, yes, reasonable so, but now she had to go on patrol, to walk through grass and roots and leaves - Peachtree could only bemoan her beautiful pelt as she got to her paws, now on the search for Vixenwhisper and Mothshade.
The two other she-cats were quite pretty, Peachtree could say, but she knew little about either of them. How she wanted to befriend them! If she were honest, she never could get a read on them - they were both very cool and calm cats, exactly the kind that stumped her. Nevertheless she tried to search them out. First she would find Vixenwhisper, since she had caught sight of her resting a little off ways from the camp, then hopefully Mothshade would notice their coming together and join them herself.
"Good morning to you, Vixenwhisper." Peachtree greeted her Clanmate warmly, her voice sing-songy and light. "Did you hear? Oh, I'm sure you did, but Furycall sent us out on patrol together. All we need is Mothshade and we'll be all set. I wonder where we should go. Ah, but I suppose that's your call, isn't it?" The she-cat sat herself near her peer as she spoke excitedly, not exactly expecting Vixenwhisper to reply right away. Peachtree was quite fond of hearing herself talk (at least, that's probably what most of her Clanmates thought) and so she continued her chatter happily. "Just let me know if you want me to fetch Mothshade for us. Or you can rest a few more minutes too. If Furycall notices, I'll cover for you, no problem."
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; - Nightshade The moment Furycall's orders rang out throughout the camp, the tom had just about finished his small breakfast of a squirrel, and had taken a pause from grooming his whiskers to eye the deputy, whether in anticipation of another announcement or in annoyance, one wouldn't be able to tell which from his glistening green eyes. Left with only his orders, Nightshade rose from his lounging position and stretched his front legs, satisfied when he felt his bones pop.
Haphazardly he began to look around the gathered cats in front of him, straining to see either Needlestrike or Badgertooth. A sigh escaped him as he took a seat, his tail neatly folded over his paws, as he awaited them to find him, seeing as he didn't much care to continue his half-hearted search for them any longer.
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Post by rose on Aug 5, 2019 2:49:56 GMT -5
how do you come up with these things necro. could i claim the reborn burningstar? i’ll have other forms up in a bit as well (i’ll hop onto a laptop later today)
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Post by rose on Aug 5, 2019 2:53:16 GMT -5
oops, moth claimed it. could i claim a sibling of the reborn, then?
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 5:37:15 GMT -5
you’d be welcome to Rose
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 5:59:37 GMT -5
All added!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 7:47:21 GMT -5
Lycaonia I just noticed the similar appearance of Finchpaw and Burningstar, would you be ok with Burning being Finch's father?
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Post by Moth's Wish on Aug 5, 2019 8:00:32 GMT -5
(Hey Necro, sorry I'm taking a sec with my forms, my laptop has started giving me grief again )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 8:01:50 GMT -5
Not a problem Moth! Take your time I understand
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 5, 2019 8:04:48 GMT -5
hey, might not be able to rp today. I have a nasty infection trying to come in in my finger))
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 5, 2019 8:07:01 GMT -5
I'm gonna limit myself to just one rp thread today. If you need me for something i'll be at cloudclan))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 8:14:13 GMT -5
No problem Jek
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 8:26:37 GMT -5
CascadeClan Camp, Blackeye, PudgeCat Burningstar A chuckle tugged free of the tom's lips, drawing his tail around his frame as his gaze lingered on the nursery for a heartbeat once more. Curiosity sparking in his gaze, one of his more notable features was the manner in which he portrayed so much of his emotion on his sleeve. Though he was sharp witted enough to know when it was best to keep things to himself. If anything it was a advantageous trait, for it left most thinking he didn't hide anything, so when he did there weren't many left with suspicions. "Most kits seem to believe my nest is a climbing gym," Burningstar replied with a knowing twitch of his ears. It seemed there were few places off limits to the curious paws of young kittens. "I'm surprised I don't wake up to find someone sharing my nest most of the time, they seem that insistant on exploring the leader's den." Despite his complaints, the amusement in his gaze was enough to evidence the fact he didn't mind it in the slightest. The leader was a soft creature at heart. Burningstar had barely begun to contemplate the shecats question when Furycall retreated from the warriors den, and began barking orders across the camp. He watched and listened with an absent mind, knowing he of all cats would be free from the orders of the deputy. The leader was free to pick and choose his duties for the day as he wished to. "Well there you go," he replied with amusement lacing his tone of voice. Grateful for the decisions of his deputy, the freshkill pile was in a rather desperate need of restocking. However, the young tom's own legs were itching for time outside of camp. The need to feel the wind in his fur and be free from camp's confines, the duties of leadership often left time lacking for feeling like a normal warrior. But today he was in need of a good run. "If its ok with you all," Burningstar said after a moment of contemplation. "I might join you on the patrol, I'm beginning to feel a bit rusty." Nursery, Gingerroot, Tags WolfshadeDepositing the fish he'd brought with him beside the nest, the handsome tom wrasped his tongue across the back of his mate's head in greeting. "Good morning," his tone was its normal neutrality, but his gaze was sparked with a gentle affection as he rested eyes upon his little family. Looking down to the two kits, still in the midst of dozing, a chuckle pulling free of his lips. "I think this is the calmest I've seen them in days," he told the queen with a rumbling purr. It had been admittedly far too long since he'd spent time with his little family, something he felt immensely guilty about. Fortunately, he knew Gingerroot understood for the most part, but that did little to negate his feelings. Ears twitching at the squeak of a voice from beside his mates ginger belly, the tom lowered his nose to tickle the tom kit across the back in greeting. "Good morning to you to, tiny." He said with amusement, he found it impossible that such a tiny kitten was his own son, his bulky almost hilarious in comparison to the small nursery. "Manage to catch any mice in the nursery yet?" Whereabouts, With Whom, Tags VixenwhisperHer gaze drawn upright by the sound of Furycall's orders, the pretty shecat let out a soft sigh of frustration as she lifted herself to her paws. Flicking her tail from side to side but not eliciting any complaints or protestations, even though her aching muscles were offering their own. Already her mind was racing with the ideas of where to take her patrol to offer the most for her clan, but she was distracted from her train of thought by the thudding of approaching paws. She looked up to see one of her companions for the afternoon making her way over, she nodded a polite greeting to Peachtree. "Morning," she replied, a yawn parting her jaws and stealing the final sylabel of her words. Listening to her blabber on as her gaze wandered across camp, in search of the dark grey form of Mothshade. Not visible for the time being but it wouldn't be too much trouble to go in search of her. "I'm not sure yet," the ginger tabby replied honestly, trying to make a decision and settling upon the Hollow lake. It had been a time since she had practiced her fishing skills, so she might as well give it a shot, plus the lake had plenty to offer during this season. Chuckling a little at the warrior's offer of a few more moments of rest, the warrior shook her head with a soft sigh. "I'm alright, might as well get duties over with and then I can sleep for a moon." Vixenwhisper paused to stretch out, hearing the bones in her back release a soft cracking sound as she did before straightening. "Lets find Mothshade and get going," she decided. She looked back curiously, "Do you want to bring Finchpaw?" Whereabouts, With Whom, Tags DandelionkitWaking up to the familiar sound of his mother's voice, the little black kitten blinked his eyes open with a yawn. His first thoughts were on the idea of food, his little belly rumbling just from the idea of a juicy mouse he might be able to tear his fangs into. Nestling closer to his mother's side, still a little dreary from the depths of sleep. Finally energy shot through him as he lifted himself onto stubby paws with a flick of his stubby tail. "Wolfshade!" The tiny tom squeaked with delight at the sight of his father. Lunging for his father in what had become a rather customary greeting. "Did you bring us anything to eat?"
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 5, 2019 10:59:38 GMT -5
Blackeye ;
Tall black ears perked and her head turned to the deputy as he emerged from the shadows. If there was another cat the hid even better than her, it was Furycall. His pelt melted in with the darkness and it was easy to lose him if one was not trained to watch. Blackeye was pleased to be a a border patrol. As long as the apprentice kept to task and didn't do anything mouse brained it should go smoothly. With a respectful nod to her leader, the female stood to her paws and curled out her tail from behind her.
"I am ready to leave when you are." Blackeye replied cooly, shifting her attention from Furycall to Burningstar. The patrol seemed stacked with deputy and leader. Blackeye made the decision to keep to the back once they left. There was no need for her to be forward and she was better as the rear guard and sentinel. The female twitched her ears, slowly padding over to the camp entrance to wait for the rest of her patrol.
Badgertooth ;
Massive shoulders and heavy paw steps lumbered from out of the warrior den. The male had been awake for awhile but the comfort and warmth of his nest kept him from rising. As he stretched his body out, Furycall hollered his loud orders of duties for the morning. With a mighty shake, Badgertooth couldn't stop the yawn from escaping. All night that little female next to him was kicking in her sleep. He barely even got a wink of decent sleep and when she returned, Blackeye stepped on his tail and woke him from the best dream about a juicy fish. For a small cat, she had a nasty temper.
Looking over the camp, cats emerging for their duties and waking to the morning, Badgertooth found Nightshade waiting. In truth, Badgertooth wasn't entirely listening to Furycall. He knew what cats but where their patrol was suppose to go he didn't know. Hopefully Nightshade listened better than him. Strolling over to the other male, Badgertooth gave a friendly tail wave.
"Are we ready?" He posed the question though Needlestrike wasn't anywhere he could see yet. He hefted his large rump down lazily,
"I could eat a whole trout." Badgertooth licked his lips, that sweet dream coming back to him.
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Aug 5, 2019 11:46:45 GMT -5
DuskfernIt had been a long night. Darkness had lingered in the edges of her dreams, chasing her from her rest time and time again. Eventually she had given up and retreated to her stores, letting the soft scent of herbs soothe the lingering tension from her lithe body. Now Duskfern carefully put away the last of her sorted herbs and gathered those too old to be of any use into a large dock leaf, set by the entrance to her Den for when she had a bit of time to take them away. She huffed through her nose as she finally emerged into the main cavern that made up the bulk of their precious home. 'Running low on Borage,' It went through her mind almost as an afterthought. She had plenty to deal with Shadowblossom's imminent kitting, but the herb was also one of the most useful for treating fevers and it wouldn't do for her stocks to remain so low. The dark she-cat frowned in irritation,bemoaning her lack of ability to leave Camp at the moment. Shadowblossom's kits could arrive any day now and there was no way she would be able to leave long enough to gather herbs. Still, once they came she would have to take a full day and go hunting for what she needed. 'And speaking of Shadowblossom,' She hummed to herself, quirking a small, amused smile at the sight of the Queen in question heading for the fresh-kill pile. Shaking out her short fur to attempt to perk herself up a little, Duskfern moved to join the other she-cat there. "Good morning, Shadowblossom," She meowed, a passive look on her face as her tail waved calmly behind her, "Apologies for bothering you, but I wished to inform you that I shall be around shortly to check on both you and Gingerroot. Would you let her know for me when you return to the Nursery?" MothshadeMothshade watched her Clan dispassionately from where she sat, curled in the shadows of a small crevice. She had followed Burningstar's journey from nest to nest, checking to see if StarClan had recalled any of their Clanmates from this world. It was a thankless task and one she respected the Leader all the more for taking onto his shoulders. A small quirk of amusement stole over her at the interaction between him and Darkeye and she watched with open curiosity as Shadowblossom emerged from the Nursery. Being a Queen was a daunting prospect, but one she did want for herself one day. Still, she was a young Warrior yet and there was time enough for kits in the future. Furycall's sudden emergence broke Mothshade from her thoughts and the compact she-cat sighed as her peace came to an end. She slipped easily from her crevice, moving on silent paws to where Peachtree and Vixenwhisper had already grouped up. "No need to find me," She spoke up from behind the pair, one ear twitching in mild amusement. The three of them were about as different from each other as cats could be, but it would make for an interesting patrol. "Where are we heading for then?" She asked, quickly running a tongue over her fur to get it back into place after her time hiding away.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 12:19:05 GMT -5
I think it would be cool if they both knew though of course it’s up to you as well does anyone wanna play Burningstar’s mate?
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Post by PudgeCat on Aug 5, 2019 12:28:53 GMT -5
[ just a reminder, it is Blackeye not Darkeye. Thank you. ]
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Aug 5, 2019 12:38:23 GMT -5
; - Peachtree. Upon being reminded of her apprentice, the fluffy she-cat let out a gasp, as if she was surprised by the mention of him. Much to her embarrassment, the young tom hadn't crossed her mind so far, especially since she didn't yet catch a glimpse of him that morning. "Oh, dear. I suppose I should bring him along ... But Furycall did say he would take him, along with Blackeye." Peachtree's tail lashed thoughtfully as she scanned the camp, looking for the reddish pelt of Finchpaw. Perhaps he was already set to leave with them? Just as she set her mind on finding him, Peachtree instead jolted as the voice of Mothshade came up from behind her, her pelt bristling in shock.
"Goodness! You've given me a fright, Mothshade." The ginger she-cat, after calming down, began to giggle as her fur flattened once more, leaving her with a fluffed appearance. "You're quite good at that, aren't you? What a talent. I could never sneak around so quietly, no, but it's a wonder you can," Peachtree spoke warmly to the other she-cat, "Oh, and a good morning to you." She rose to her paws, taking note of Mothshade's question. "Vixenwhisper might have your answer. I was just making up my mind to find Finchpaw to see if he wanted to come along with us." Even if her apprentice didn't make his appearance, she knew that he was a very good listener, something she had praised him for, so she was sure he would know to go along with Furycall as he commanded. Still, she couldn't help but crane her head over the bunch of cats crowding in the camp's clearing, hoping he would eventually see her.
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; - Nightshade. "Good morning to you, too." The tom's voice was smooth, almost playfully, as he glanced over at the hefty Badgertooth settling down near him. Judging by the state of his fur, Nightshade could tell he had been lounging in his nest up until their greetings, but he couldn't blame him - he himself wasn't much of a morning cat. "I believe we are. Needlestrike is the one left. We shall await his company, yes?" Straightening his shoulders, the pure black tom remained seated as he lazily scanned through the cats of the clearing, all gathering together to go on their assigned patrols. His attention was taken from them when he heard Badgertooth's trout comment. "A trout you say? I'm much more a minnow cat, myself."
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Lycaonia
Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Aug 5, 2019 12:49:38 GMT -5
NeedlestrikeA deep sigh echoed from the Warrior's Den and Needlestrike emerged moments later from where he had been resting just inside the entrance. He had settled down to groom his fur only seconds before his name had been called and there was a slight frown on his features now from being interrupted. Still, he had duties to attend to and was quite pleased at getting to lead the patrol this morning. His eyes cast around the lingering cats, trying to make out the dark pelts of Nightshade and Badgertooth. Spotting themtogether, the massive tom wound his way over to them, thinking on his hunting partners for that morning. Nightshade was an alright tom, a bit hard to get a read on for Needlestrike's comfort, but he at least seemed to have his head on straight. Badgertooth on the other paw was entirely too soft and undisciplined. Big and strong though he may be, but Needlestrike would never trust him to have his back in a fight.'More likely to hurt himself tripping over those paws than help a Clanmate,' He sneered into himself as he wandered over. "Good morning," He greeted the pair softly, tail twitching a friendly greeting with none of his previous thoughts showing on his face, "How do you two feel about heading out to Apple Creek? We can hunt for a while then do a bit of fishing before we head back to Camp, since Badgertooth seems to be craving trout." He threw a friendly grin at the black and white tom, tail curling as he waited for their answer. FinchpawFinchpaw ducked his head nervously as Furycall announced the patrols. He was to go on the Border Patrol? Without his Mentor? And alongside the massive Deputy who he so desperately wanted to impress given that the tom was so close to his father. Finchpaw shook out his coat, trying not to let his nervousness overwhelm him as he padded forward. He ducked his head respectfully to Furycall, but didn't say a word, scanning the crowd for Peachtree. It took him a moment to catch his Mentor's eyes, but he grinned nervously at her, waving his tail in a greeting. He wasn't exactly comfortable with this whole notion, but it would do him good to get used to the other Warriors now. Taking a deep breath, Finchpaw centred himself and stood up straighter, determined to show he was confident in his own abilities.
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Post by rose on Aug 5, 2019 12:59:08 GMT -5
I think it would be cool if they both knew though of course it’s up to you as well does anyone wanna play Burningstar’s mate? could i make her? i have a few ideas in mind ))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Aug 5, 2019 13:00:15 GMT -5
You’d be welcome to it Rose
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Post by Jekyll on Aug 5, 2019 13:26:32 GMT -5
my finger feels a hundred times better so here I am!))
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