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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 16:30:23 GMT -5
Pebblefoot padded out to a quiet sunny patch and laid down, looking around at everyone around her, trying to find someone to go talk to
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 16:32:14 GMT -5
Pebblefoot spotted Whitestar from across the clearing. She waited for a moment before rising and walking over. "Hello Whitestar" she mewed, bowing her head slightly
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 16:57:51 GMT -5
Pebblestar sat down near her. "No. I just came to say hello." she smiled. "Am I interrupting?"
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 16:59:33 GMT -5
Pebble smiled. "How have you been?" she asked politely
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:03:45 GMT -5
Pebble smiled. "Can I ask you a question?" she asked, wrapping her tail around her paws
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:04:55 GMT -5
"What's beyond the border?" she asked, looking over at Whitestar
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:11:06 GMT -5
"Huh" Pebblefoot said and gazed out at the fields. "I've always wondered what was out there..."
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:12:44 GMT -5
Pebblefoot grinned, clearly pleased. "Really?" She asked
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:16:05 GMT -5
"Thank you, thank you so much"
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:33:57 GMT -5
Pebblefoot looked down at her paws briefly before stretching out next to Whitestar, sunning herself again
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Post by thorntail on Sept 20, 2019 17:47:37 GMT -5
do you have any ideas for something for them to do?))
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2019 19:15:15 GMT -5
Littlestorm padded out of camp, his ears and whiskers twitching as he took in the scents and sounds outside of camp. "Here's some supplies." He announced. As expected, they didnt have to wander far from camp to find what they needed.
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Post by Shadowheart on Sept 20, 2019 19:15:34 GMT -5
(I washed everyone in dawn and it did help immensely. Since doing that I'm only catching about 1 or 2 fleas a day on the pets now. But that means they are somewhere else. I washed EVERYTHING on hot and dried on the hottest setting my dryer can go, and I have been spraying the entire house down every three days as the product recommends. I just hope if I keep up on all of it the problem will clear out...
If anyone is on and in the mood to roleplay, I'm free for a while. It's Friday night which means I'm free for the weekend.)
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Post by Theblazepanzer24 on Sept 20, 2019 19:20:19 GMT -5
"Nice work," Duskwatcher purred, quite pleased with the swiftness of them gathering supplies.
Blazepaw wasn't too sure if she should be pleased that they found the supplies so quickly or disappointed that it seemed over before it began. "So...which supplies should I carry?" she asked, her gazing sifting between Littlestorm and Duskwhisker.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2019 19:39:24 GMT -5
"Take this." Littlestorm said plainly, pushing a bundle of twigs and shrub towards the apprentice. "We'll have to come back for more... All the dens need done."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2019 19:40:19 GMT -5
(( Shadowheart aghh it sucks, all my pets were covered in fleas a couple years ago and it was a pain to get rid of ))
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Post by Shadowheart on Sept 20, 2019 19:43:12 GMT -5
(Just some starters)
Shadowheart stretched out in the sunlight, enjoying the feeling of its warmth seeping through his pelt. Rising up, he let each of his back legs kick out in turn before heading over to the fresh-kill pile. The grey tom nosed through the selection before settling on a small brown field mouse. He dare not take more than that, seeing as he had yet to go out on a patrol that day. After he took a bite of the mouse he concluded that he would try to get on the next patrol after the meal was finished.
Fawnspot purred as she chased after a lose piece of stalk through the camp. She may be a warrior now, but she failed to see how that meant she couldn't play some games when she was not out on patrol or fixing things up around the camp. Each time the wind picked up to carry it away, she gave a mighty pounce to keep it in its place. What remains of her tail twitched from one side to the next as she continued on with her game.
Sootgaze lay in a spot of shade, his eyes narrowed to slits as he enjoyed the calm weather the day had brought. He felt rain on the horizon, maybe to be expected in the next day or so. A familiar ache in his bones told him the weather would be breaking. The old tom let out a grunt, looking over at Fawnspot. "When I was that age we didn't have time for such nonsense! We were real warriors, out defending and building the clan!" He shifted his weight as he tucked his paws underneath his chest before continuing, "Those were the days. These young cats know nothing!" He gave a nod, as if agreeing with someone else's statement rather than his own.
Dawnpelt sat off to the side, her tongue moving in rhythmic strokes through her fur. She turned over to get at the base of her tail and down her haunches.
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Post by Shadowheart on Sept 20, 2019 19:44:52 GMT -5
@saudade Do you remember how you DID get rid of the problem? I want to just get all of the pets out of the house for a day and fog the house. But my boyfriend doesn't like the idea of covering everything in poison. He says we are gonna save that as a "getting worse" last resort)
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