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Post by Sand on Sept 16, 2019 15:23:23 GMT -5
[[ sounds good to me, Bun! ]]
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Sept 16, 2019 15:34:01 GMT -5
OOC ➺ Uggh of course when everyone is on I have to go ;-; I will be on later though and get a starter for us.
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Post by Sand on Sept 16, 2019 16:24:53 GMT -5
[[ take your time, no worries! Rose, I can send fisherpaw to brackenpaw or cypresswhisper if you want? ]
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Post by rose on Sept 17, 2019 9:18:21 GMT -5
bun and i said we'd rp ivyshade and cypresswhisper together, so is fisher and bracken fine?
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Post by rose on Sept 17, 2019 11:22:08 GMT -5
cypresswhisper | camp with ivyshade | ♡ Bun ♡ Cypresswhisper emerged from her nest slowly, taking her time in the short walk outside the den. Her pale green eyes blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust to the light of the outside world, though the efforts seemed to no avail - her eyelids still hung with sleep. Through half-awake eyes, the she-cat trailed her vision up the walls of the gully as to take a small peek at the sun, and - sure enough - it was lower in the sky than it should've been at the time of her awakening. An inward curse escaped her lips, and she did a double take on the orb in the sky; somehow, it seemed to be taunting her. How did Poppystar ever even think to elect me as deputy? she thought worriedly. The she-cat was far from a heavy sleeper, and sleep tended to come easily to her. However, as of late, it had seemed that those qualities contributed zilch in allowing her to arise with the sun. What had she been doing wrong?
The deputy took a tentative glance across camp - scanning the area for small scoffs. Though, fortunately for her, it seemed that no one had noticed the lack of her presence. Cypresswhisper sighed inwardly, though her eyes stayed open in an eager search for Poppystar. He's never out here anymore. Perhaps he and I are sharing the same sleepless nights. With a sigh, the molly left her thoughts at that. It was an easy thing to believe - the leader was getting older, and perhaps sleep just didn't come to him like it used to. She only hoped the case was the same for her.
And so, somewhat content with her conclusion, the she-cat sat down; the sun seemed to bathe her in direct rays, and, though her fur was short and fur from a mess at the moment, she still made the decision to tend to it. Who knew, maybe some cat would come speak to her - and it certainly was her last wish to look unpresentable, especially paired with the inexcusable time she had awoken.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Sept 18, 2019 1:54:02 GMT -5
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RP ➺ Ivyshade sat, perched on top of a large mound of earth. His tail flicking lightly against the flattened grass that lay beneath him, from the corner of his eye he saw movement; curious he turned his deep leafy green eyes towards the warrior's den, Hmm I wonder who could be rising so late. Focusing his gaze he saw Cypresswhisker emerge, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the deputy. He had noticed that he rarely see's Poppystar anymore, it was mostly Cypresswhisker holding everything together. The winds were no more than a gentle breeze today, which only slightly ruffled his fur, the tom became lost in thought, he soon had a smirk on his face and was now gazing a the she cat.
He jumped down from his perch, he paws landed lightly on the ground. The impact; which was only slight didn't affect him much. He tended to that ruffled fur that was now bothering him before swinging his head back around and began walking over to the she cat who was now tending to her own fur; which was quite beautiful. The walk was short, brisk and refreshing. There was what seemed to be a delighted bounce to his step, "Good morning sleeping beauty." He teased slightly, hoping the she cat wasn't in a bad mood.
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Post by rose on Sept 18, 2019 7:39:13 GMT -5
ill respond in a bit - but her name is cypresswhisPer not whisker haha common mistake
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Sept 18, 2019 12:40:31 GMT -5
[ hey hey. ^^ if anyone has anyone open, i have chickadeewing and can post a starter! ]
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Post by rose on Sept 18, 2019 12:52:39 GMT -5
ive got rainwillow open if that’s fine?
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 18, 2019 17:17:22 GMT -5
Raggedfinch's attentions do not seem to perk up the gangly apprentice, though their thin cranium lifted in a predator's graceful way, sunken-in eyesockets brandishing those sharp, whiskey-toned eyes towards the warrior. An assessment of sorts, it would seem, in the way his gaze remained riveted and unblinking for an eerie amount of time as he spoke.
Watching. Observing.
Helleborepaw had long since grown tired of the pity cats seemed to show them and their sister, pretty little Sunflowerpaw with the broken leg and bright smiles. The epitome of brightness, all happy-and-optimistic flowers in her eyes. Despite their lack of parentage, the two had remained relatively independent in their endeavors. Alas, the clan still seemed to have an undercurrent of sympathy to their words when they would invite them out, side-glances when families were around and the dark apprentice happened to be stalking by.
Whispered, sometimes,
Thinking he couldn't hear them.
It was that thought, the vision of a family rising in their eyes, that made them still like a statue, skeletal limbs jutting like some kind of grotesque gargoyle, dead-locked upon Raggedfinch as their voice dappled in monotone fact, like water rushing over a stone-
" Hopefully the kittens will have enough food to last the snow. "If it was a threat or a promise, it was impossible to tell. Regardless, the apprentice sounded deadpan, coldly stating what was and hinting at what could be. Aside from quiet platitudes, the apprentice was known for avoidance tactics. Cats younger than him were often found ignored, the shadow creeping along the walls of camp and in their dreams only known by name, hardly ever spoken to by him. His reputation for being mysterious and intangible far preceded him, and it was a common nickname to call him "Ghost", considering his own airy whimsy and aloof coolness. It was a well-known choice of his. To avoid them. Cats like them. Families.He wasn't interested, and he had made it clear many times before that were it not for the law that mandated he provide for all of the clan, kits included, he would not contribute any of the prey he caught to them- aside from Sunflowerpaw, the only cat in the clan that had been extended his kindness and fierce protection, even if they frequently did not see life in the same way. But the rest already had parents to care for them, cats who fawned over babies. They didn't need his help too, alas, it was what was required of him.So he would follow such orders, for now.They were well aware of Raggedfinch's bleeding heart for the youth. And Helleborepaw did not have any such lack of blood on his part for them.Tilting their head slowly, golden flashed in the dark of their eyes as they looked with ease over camp, something like consideration in their gaze as they seemed to mull over things taken root in their head and attention. A moment, perhaps more-" ... And the queens. "There had always been something in their eyes that seemed off, wrong, different, not like the rest.Impossible to tell what his thoughts were.There was a knot to his brow when he looked back at Raggedfinch, something like cold countenance and displeasure on his elegant, guarded visage, equal parts following orders because he had to and because there was some kind of sense of duty in his breast, however chilly it may be-" I have been tasked to gather feathers for the nursery. If you are going on patrol now, I request to join you so I can complete my assignment. "
Not like he had much else to be doing now. He needed to find some wonderful flowers for his fur before the frost killed them off, anyway.
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Post by rose on Sept 21, 2019 8:52:26 GMT -5
cypresswhisper | camp | ♡ Bun ♡ With the other cat's words, Cypresswhisper found herself tensing up. She turned her head quickly as to set eyes on the bearer of the voice, and there he was - Ivyshade. The last few moons had been quite hectic for the molly - sending out patrol after patrol - and she could just recognize the brown shape as one who had eagerly went on most of the ones she had assigned for him. For that, she'd be eternally grateful. "Good morning, Ivyshade." Her voice was laced with a lack of emotion, and they seemed rushed beyond belief. She turned her head and moved a paw as to leave, but stopped abruptly. What was she doing? There was no reason to leave without a good-bye; in fact, there seemed to be no reason to leave at all. A quick assessment of the now barren camp would confirm any cat's suspicions that the Clan could fare well without her. With a minute sigh, the molly turned back - careful to do so in a quick manner. Her gaze overcast with apology as she forced a faint smile onto her face. "I... imagine some other cat got around to my duties, didn't they?" She was scanning the terrain behind the tom now - her mind now alive with the possibility that maybe she had missed something. Maybe there really were cats eagerly awaiting her instruction. To her dismay, her hopes were diminished fairly quickly - extinguished yet again with the walls of the gully. The she-cat's head drooped subconsciously, though she raised it without skipping a beat. She was not weak. "I don't imagine there are any patrols that I have to send out at this point in the day." She laughed faintly. "Guess... that's just more free time for me."
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 2, 2019 17:39:54 GMT -5
im so sorry- i've been really busy lately and haven't had time to really get on ;w;
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Oct 2, 2019 19:40:35 GMT -5
Flamefern - awake - open
Flamefern was always slow to rise from the nest. It was warm, come on. Nevertheless, she gradually slunk from the moss to the open. She felt horrible. It was a bad decision to stay up late last night. Chin up, Flame - you’re a warrior now, Flamefern reminded herself. You don’t have a mentor to wake you anymore. The russet tabby gave a quick stretch. It seemed like an okay idea to hunt today - she wondered if anyone would be interested.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 5, 2019 16:33:20 GMT -5
OOC ➺ hey sorry for the inactivity Theres a lot of family drama going on, ill get replies out here soon.
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