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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:02:44 GMT -5
I just realized how similar her and Mist look aha!)
Lioneye nodded and set it down near a stump where they could begin their pile. "Hopefully we'll find enough for a bigger nest," he meowed, swallowing nervously. He sniffed around, looking at all the roots and patches of grass. As he moved, he noticed a familiar scent in the air, his sister. He let out a low grumble and looked around, knowing she had to be somewhere close.
Mist crouched low in a higher patch of grass and looked out through to her brother. She let out a snickered purr when he sniffed at the air, she knew he had caught her scent. The she-cat pounced out with a low screech, scaring Lioneye to where he stumbled from his paws into another close patch of grass and stumps. "Haha!" She roared, circling him playfully.
Lioneye rose to his paws, shaking and jittering as he hoped Wickett didn't see what had happened. "M-Mist!" He grumbled, having to sit down as his hind legs were shaking far too much to stand. "We're trying to build a nest..." He mumbled nervously to his sister, looking down at his paws in embarrassment.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:11:58 GMT -5
Wickett looked up from her spot, her nose filled with dirt. βSomething wrong?β She asked a little dazed, she was digging for some soft moss and had found a vole nest. She couldnβt smell anything because of the dirt.
(Oh yeah!)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:14:06 GMT -5
(Alright, plot ideas?)
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:19:19 GMT -5
Lioneye looked over at Wicket and quickly gathered himself before replying, "No! Everything's alright." The tom quickly rose to his paws and swatted at Mist's ear, claws sheathed. He padded back over to Wickett and helped her dig for the moss, ignoring his sister.
Mist rolled her eyes and sat down, wrapping her tail around her paws. She huffed, noticing that he was ignoring her. "Calm your tail, Lioneye. I was only messing around, no need to get all hot headed about it," she grumbled.
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:19:43 GMT -5
Hmm.. Possibly a prophecy from Starclan or something along those lines?)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:25:26 GMT -5
Wickett smiled. βOkay!β She replied and continued to look for Moss. She sneezed, her eyes going crossed for a moment. βHeh, sorry.β She meowed with a small smile and shook her head. She looked around, now noticing mist. βHey!β She meowed happily. βCome help us if youβd like.β She meowed and clawed the moss, rolling it into a small ball.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:28:45 GMT -5
(Alright, Iβve got an idea. Would if they find a She cat giving birth and she has 4 kits, one dies, goes to starclan, one is evil, one is disabled like deafness or blind in an eye, or missing an eye. The last is help to destroy the evil family member, maybe dies an honourable death. Lol, that was a quick idea. And le Shecat is dead.)
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:29:29 GMT -5
Lioneye smiled at Wickett, noticing the slight eye cross. He shook his head to tell her that it was alright and he didn't mind it. The tom looked up at his sister, not wanting her to help after what she had just done. He couldn't help but still feel sightly embarrassed even if the she-cat hadn't noticed what happened.
Mist look over at the tabby cat and tilted her head. "What's in it for me?" She purred jokingly before padding over and sniffing at the moss ball. "What's it for? Are you building a nest for the dens or are you taking it some place else?" She asked in a friendly tone.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:32:40 GMT -5
Wickett smiled at lioneye. βWe are grabbing some moss for two nests, lioneye and I. We are going to sleep in the training cave because it has less cats.β She meowed with a smile. βIβm coming because lightstar ordered me too, and itβd be nice.β She meowed with a smile. Watching mist, not suspecting anything.
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:33:33 GMT -5
(Alright, Iβve got an idea. Would if they find a She cat giving birth and she has 4 kits, one dies, goes to starclan, one is evil, one is disabled like deafness or blind in an eye, or missing an eye. The last is help to destroy the evil family member, maybe dies an honourable death. Lol, that was a quick idea. And le Shecat is dead.) Hmm, it's a little confusing though don't you think? I mean I'm down if you are. We could do something like in the books how the dark forest cats trained some of the apprentices or warriors. I really enjoyed reading that, maybe it'd be fun to include that? And it could possibly build up into a big plot? We'd have to make new cats though of course. I know I could probably have Lioneye be one of the trainees.)
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:36:34 GMT -5
Mist nodded at the she-cat, "Sounds good!" She padded over to Wickett's side and whispered to where Lioneye couldn't hear, "Thank you for staying with him, he tends to get nervous around others and not many cats are willing to talk to him." She murmured before lifting her head up. "I'd love to help." She purred, beginning to dig at the roots and grabbing any moss she saw.
Lioneye listened closely, however he didn't hear what she whispered. Then again, he wasn't too worried about it.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:36:54 GMT -5
(Yeah, maybe we could do some darkforest cats, make a normal queen with some kits, about to be turned into apprenticeβs, definitely having squirrel as one maybe Wickett will be asked to join and she refuses, lion eye seeing that and stuff.)
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:38:06 GMT -5
Sounds good to me, I can claim one of the kits if you'd like, maybe a dark forest cat too.)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:39:40 GMT -5
Wickett smiled and dipped her head to the She cat. βOf course.β She whispered back and looked back at lioneye. βSoooooo, I think two more pawfulls and weβll be good.β She meowed with a smile. βWeβll just have to find some dry, but soft grass.β She added with a nod, hard because most of the grass here was either dead and dry or soaking.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:40:45 GMT -5
(Sure, make a darkforest cat, Iβll make the queen and you guys can make the kits. Father is unknown if yβall want so you can get a little crazy with the pelt.)
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 16:48:24 GMT -5
Alrighty, will do! I'll make one in a second, probably a tom as I've already got 2 she-cats.)
Lioneye sniffed around, taking in what Wickett was saying. "I t-think there might be some around the meadow?" He meowed, pointing his nose in the direction of the area. He grabbed the moss he currently had and dropped it in the pile before looking back over at the she-cat, hoping he was right as he only had a little bit of experience in this territory.
Mist nodded at her brothers suggestion, "I believe so. I think I saw some on our way here," she added. The she-cat padded off to check, leaving the two behind to either stay or follow.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:51:11 GMT -5
Streamfire - Beautiful brown Egyptian May she cat she has vivid green eyes. She is tall and graceful as well as stunning. she is very calm and kind. spaceotterr<3 - Streamfire image not mine
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:53:02 GMT -5
(Thatβs the momma.)
Wickett nodded. βSounds good!β She meowed before padding after mist, her tail held high. βCome one lioneye!β She meowed with a good natured tone.
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Post by raintalon1 on Aug 16, 2019 16:55:54 GMT -5
{{ RE: Plot Ideas, what if it had to do with how the clan started? For example, what if in the past the was a litter with kits from different fathers and somehow the kits got separated and found different paths of life to walk (i.e. kittypet, rogue, clan cat & a tribe cat)? Past that I'm unsure, but it'd be neat in theory! }}
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 16:58:49 GMT -5
(Ooh I like that plot too! So we have darkforest plot and beginning of group plot. So, since the dark forest plot is seeming to be active. That will be the next major or minor plot. Itβd be like after the battle the original leaders come from starclan, or out of nowhere, and start looking at what they started, or maybe we combine them and make those beginning leaders tell lightstar or the medicine cat what is coming. If that makes sense.)
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Post by raintalon1 on Aug 16, 2019 17:03:46 GMT -5
{{ Hey, do the apprentices have mentors? }}
Crowpaw -
The small black tom sat down, sitting up tall and purred loudly at the compliment from the older cat. "Thank you, I will definitely take you up on that offer!" He meowed.
Lynxtail -
Lynxtail followed along behind Thunder, letting the other tom lead the way. The bright sun as they surfaced caused Lynxtail to pause a second to let his eyes re-adjust. The sun was shining and reflecting off any remaining dew drops from the previous night. It was really a nice day, off in the distance he could hear the beats of wings as birds flew through the trees.
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 17:03:51 GMT -5
Krig - 21 Moons - Krig (War in Norwegian) is a large Maine Coon tomcat with multiple scars including a cut in his right ear, one over his right eye, a broken claw on his left foot, and a scar coming from his neck down to his tail on his back. His fur is made up of black and grey, and he is a long hair. Despite his fluffy look, his scars will set you aback and leave you wondering what could have caused them. His eyes are a yellowish orange and stay at a glare. He is very cruel to any cat that crosses his path whether you are his rival or his kin. He shows no mercy. Regardless, he is very cunning and will often lure unsuspecting cats into a Dark Forest battle program by acting rather friendly or innocent. He hopes to destroy the lives of many and will do anything it takes to do so. His background story is unknown at this time and may possibly come out in the future. - He is a dark forest cat. As far as the cats know, he was a rogue before death. - β π₯πΎππ β (Image Not Mine)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 17:06:29 GMT -5
(Iβll add. Oops, I was supposed to add mentors lol.)
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 17:10:31 GMT -5
Lioneye nodded nervously and quickly trotted up to Wickett's side, following his sister's lead. He sniffed around at the ground, attempting to catch any scents of freshly grown grass. Newer grass would be their best bet as it hadn't had an opportunity to become soggy or dried out yet.
The medicine cat purred and rose to her paws, letting out a large stretch. She would soon have to collect herbs to bring back to her den, not that she was running low, she just wanted to be sure she had enough. "Have you been out any in a while?" She questioned the apprentice.
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 17:11:31 GMT -5
Also, keep in mind how big Maine Coon cats are. They're pretty massive compared to regular cats aha!)
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 17:13:33 GMT -5
Wickett looked around, usually the bright green grass was good, not darkened and not dried out, she looked around, a purr rumbling in her throat quietly, only loud enough for her to hear, she liked traveling, especially with this Tom.
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 17:16:24 GMT -5
Mist trotted happily in front of the two, her chin and tail up. She looked behind her to see them padding side by side and snickered quietly, she hoped Lioneye would find a friend in the she-cat.
Lioneye looked over at Wickett and built up the confidence to ask, "So.. Where are you from?" He looked down at the ground as he questioned her, not trying to be rude.
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 17:19:38 GMT -5
(Yep, they are huge!) Adder that strikes at cats- He is a savannah cat. He was bred by humans and he escaped, trying to join a tribe, he was denied. He then changed his name to Adder that strikes at cats and begun torturing the tribe. He is an F2 Savannah male and is very large menacing. He is reserved and snarky as well as hot headed. - spaceotterr<3 Adderstrike image not mine
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Post by spaceotterr<3 on Aug 16, 2019 17:25:17 GMT -5
βOh. Iβm a former kittypet.β She meowed with a smile. βMy house-folk was great to me, he knew I didnβt like being inside so he let me out in the garden, I stayed with him since I was a kitten, he soon got taken away by a big loud monster, never came back. Once two strangers came in I ran.β She meowed, though unfazed from her story, she learned to except what happened, and knew that her house-folk had died from the way he smelled before he left. βBut Iβm happier now!β She meowed with a smile. βWhat about you?β She asked, obviously knowing from a tribe.
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Post by β π₯πΎππ β on Aug 16, 2019 17:30:45 GMT -5
Lioneye looked at his paws, assuming that her story most likely did hurt her internally. He ignored the feeling however, knowing that if he pictured her upset it would upset him as well. "Well, I'm from the Tribe of..." His words slowly faded off before taking a deep breath, "The Tribe of Crashing Waves." He finished. The tom was rather upset, caught up in his thoughts of his past and Mist knew, she could tell by the cracks in his voice and experience of him attempting to tell him story.
"I think I see some greener grass," Mist meowed, changing the subject and pointing with her tail towards a patch of grass.
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