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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 12, 2020 21:58:57 GMT -5
(It's been a while so quick recap?)
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 12, 2020 23:45:15 GMT -5
((I hope these are okay for starters!!))
Lioneye: In Camp - Open
Lioneye is settled down in camp, the tom sits quietly towards the entrance. He stared out into the general space of camp. To any other cat, it may seem he's focused on a blade of grass merely paw-steps away. However, in reality, the tom was unfocused and caught up in his own thought. His breathing was even, almost as if he were asleep with his eye's wide open. After a while like this, Lioneye blinks, almost in a sort of realization that he'd drifted off and away from focus of reality. It wasn't like he was waiting on anything anyways.
Honeystep: In Camp - Open
The pretty yellow she-cat's eyes flicker open, she blink's a couple of times before she stand's to stretch herself awake. A soft yawn as she rises from her early nap. Honeystep emerged from the warrior's den, another few kicks of her back leg to wake it up. Her eyes scan the camp, She spot's Lioneye near the entrance, She makes the choice to leave her father alone for now, letting him uh, rest? It looks like he maybe snoozing from here. Sharp brown eyes continue to look around the camp, Honeystep move's slowly and tiredly to the fresh-kill pile. She might as well have a bite to eat, she hadn't eaten yet today.
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Post by calliope on Feb 13, 2020 2:07:25 GMT -5
Duskfang's Hunting Patrol The tom hushed her gently and motioned his head over to the nearby bank of the river. The water rushed over the rocks gentle creating an orchestra all of its own. Reeds and lillies bent slightly under the river's pressure. Splash! A flip of a tail aired the surface as quickly as it disappeared. Stagwatcher's heart instantly melted at the sight and sound around him. He nudged the warrior with his shoulder, coaxing her forward. "I'll fish opposite of you," he spoke softly.
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 13, 2020 9:30:39 GMT -5
β’βSpidereyeββ’ Camp OPEN The clan seemed to be going about the day as routinely as possible. Sunhigh had come and gone and it wouldnt be much longer before the patrols from that morning would be returning. Spidereye had done all he could for his clanmates for tyw time being and was enjoing sunning himself ontop his den. Sprawled out his front paws hung over one edge and his tail draped down over the far cornor. Tonight was to be a wary one. As soon as Whiteember returned to camp they would need to leave for Sky Hill. It was important for the clans new leader to receive her nine lives and name of 'star as soon as possible. There was also the choosing of a deputy that was needed to be done. It was all so much, no wonder to long legged black tom was taking advantage of some down time.
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 13, 2020 9:42:33 GMT -5
β’Β€DarksageΒ€β’ Hawkeyes258 Laiden with prey from a focused hunt the dark dappled tom made his way to the edge of Fawn Valley. In the distance he could see Duskfang hunting and Darksage waved his tail to the tom. He wanted to make sure the leader of the hunting patrol knew that he was headed back to camp. Two young plump squirrels, a mouse, and a dove gripped by the wing hung from his jaws. Turning away the warrior quickly made his way back to camp. By the time he pushed his way into camp the strong warrios flexed neck and shoulders were aching due to the weight of his catch. He was so happy to finally drop everything off on the empty freshkill pile. Tail gently flicking back and forth, his cramped muscles finally sensed relief and Darksage took a moment to linger by the pile to rest.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Feb 13, 2020 17:42:44 GMT -5
Duskfang takes notice of Darksage and gives him a knowing nod. He was happy that his clanmate managed to catch quite a bit of prey. He needed to hunt a few for himself before the prey decided to go into hiding. He glanced around for a moment to make sure no one was around before going after the trail of a mouse.
Littlepaw watches her clanmates fight the foxes and tightens her grip on the tree branch. She should go down there and help them but fear kept her in the tree. They need help mousebrain! She yelled to herself. Littlepaw very slowly rises to her paws and prepares to climb down and race as possible either back to camp or to fight the foxes.
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 13, 2020 20:58:19 GMT -5
((I dropped my starters! But if anyone wants a reply I can respond too! Falconwing I can respond to Spidereye maybe?
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Post by calliope on Feb 14, 2020 2:04:53 GMT -5
Clearsong || 19 moons || Female Clearsong is a mostly white medium-furred she-cat a honey colored eye and an icy blue eye with a single dot of honey spread in it. She sports dark brown cheeks and spots on her chest and tail. With a soft angled face and a cute pink nose, she is a very lithe yet petite cat with long toned legs that are perfect for running and stealth hunting. Clearsong is nothing less than intimidating, often giving cold stares to everyone around her. After you get through the touch exterior, she is gentle and kind. She has a light step and is often sneaking up on others and playing small jokes on them as a method of amusement for herself. This white she-cat is a bit on the smaller side, but she is one tough opponent. Her sharp claws are excellent for climbing trees and digging into prey. Though being known for her stealth skills, her white fur tends to give her away; so, to compensate, Clearsong usually covers herself in mud so as to not give away her position. She is often found by the lake or falls to rid herself of the dirt. calliope Warrior Descendant of Creekstar X Dawnsplash; open for other familial relationships and crushes Other : Our Hearts Beat Image
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Post by Taiyou on Feb 14, 2020 9:01:39 GMT -5
Sorry, started working finally after training and what not. Trying to figure a new time for me to do things including being here. I dont think you assigned Aspenpaw a mentor.)
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 14, 2020 9:15:35 GMT -5
((I dropped my starters! But if anyone wants a reply I can respond too! Falconwing I can respond to Spidereye maybe? Darksage just went and dropped off prey at the freshkill pile. Since Honeystep is headed his way they would interact
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 14, 2020 9:16:16 GMT -5
Sorry, started working finally after training and what not. Trying to figure a new time for me to do things including being here. I dont think you assigned Aspenpaw a mentor.) Okay well Stonefall is available to memtor an apprentice, unless anyone else wishes for one?
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 14, 2020 9:17:13 GMT -5
calliope Cearsong is accepted.
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 14, 2020 12:04:38 GMT -5
(( oh yes! Falconwing i can write her making her way to the freshkill pile? So they can meet there as he drops off the prey? ))
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 14, 2020 12:14:20 GMT -5
γ Voidastral Here is the post I just made for Darksage of him dropping the prey off γ β’Β€DarksageΒ€β’ Laiden with prey from a focused hunt the dark dappled tom made his way to the edge of Fawn Valley. In the distance he could see Duskfang hunting and Darksage waved his tail to the tom. He wanted to make sure the leader of the hunting patrol knew that he was headed back to camp. Two young plump squirrels, a mouse, and a dove gripped by the wing hung from his jaws. Turning away the warrior quickly made his way back to camp. By the time he pushed his way into camp the strong warrios flexed neck and shoulders were aching due to the weight of his catch. He was so happy to finally drop everything off on the empty freshkill pile. Tail gently flicking back and forth, his cramped muscles finally sensed relief and Darksage took a moment to linger by the pile to rest.
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 14, 2020 12:26:39 GMT -5
((Let me know if i need to stop @ ing you!! Honeystep - In Camp - Darksage ( Falconwing ) With her tail brushing the floor behind her, Honeystep made a few short strides to the fresh-kill pile. About the time she began her walk, Darksage had returned from the hunting patrol a bit earlier than the others. A conversation might be nice. The yellow tabby glanced towards Dakrsage with a kind smile "Hello," she began cheerfully, "how was your hunt?" Honeystep knew it likely went well, she'd seen him drop off the prey. But she still didn't mind hearing about it. While waiting on an answer, the molly picked out a bird for her meal.
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Post by Falconwing on Feb 14, 2020 12:33:24 GMT -5
Darksage Voidastral Dappled tail curling around black paws, the warm rays from the sun soaked into Darksages pelt. His pink tongue worked on ridding his mouth of the fur that had gotten caught in his mouth from when he was carrying in his prey from the hunt. Why did squirrels have to be so freaking fuzzy?! His shoulder fur prickled up in frustration as the warrior struggled to remove the last hair. Movement in the cornor of his eyes caused him to freeze, tongue out and neck cocked awkwardly. Darksages wild green orbs were quick to see that it was Honeystep approaching, hurrying he moved out of his awkward frozen stance and composed himself. "Hi-iii Honeystep" he stuttered as the fur in his noith tripped up his speach. Hopefully she didnt see him in his crazed attempt to clean off his muzzle. Just as he breathed in to tell her how his hunt went the stupid hairs caught in his throat and the warrior instantly went into a coughing fit. After a long embarrassing stuggle his throat finally cleared and he looked back up to the pretty warrior. "Sorry... the hunt went good", Darksage finally mewed his tone raspy from his coughing fit. He was so embarrassed, ears were flat and tail tip flicking to and fro in an irritated manner. How could talking to a she-cat be so difficult.
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 14, 2020 13:21:24 GMT -5
Honeystep - In Camp - Darksage ( Falconwing ) Honeystep paused, swallowing her bite of bird and looking at the tom ciriously and with slight worry. "That's nice to hear, uhm, are-are you okay? Do you need to go to the medicine den?" She wasn't loud when she asked. He obviously seemed embarassed about it. The yellow tabby watched him carefully for a response. Hopefully he wasn't sick. He didn't seem to be, maybe it was the prey? Fur did tend to come loose on prey from time to time.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2020 19:14:44 GMT -5
{Hi! Sry 4 the poof yβall, Iβve been busy lately Voidastral is it fine if I throw Holly at Lion?}
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 14, 2020 19:18:54 GMT -5
(( Sure!! ^^
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2020 19:26:45 GMT -5
HollyiceCamp Voidastral βs Lioneye
Hollyice stood in the middle of camp, her face tied with seriousness and her blazing blue eyes watching the camp contently. When most cats saw her, they ran or hid; or at least the kits and apprentices. Her sharp gaze staring down on them would scare them away. Not that she meant to scare them, {she kind of did} but that she couldnβt really help it. Her sharp features scared them, but she didnβt really mind not being bothered. Unless someone came up to her and started a conversation, she was silent. She had her tail resting over her paws and her eyes scanned the camp. She usually stayed silent and glared; but recently she had at least tried to be a bit social. When she saw Lioneye nearby looking a bit lonely, she forced herself to stand and walk over to him. As she heard she saw he wasnβt lonelyβ just peaceful, kind of like how she had been. βHi,β she sneered, meaner than she wanted it to come out.
((I hope these are okay for starters!!)) Lioneye: In Camp - Open Lioneye is settled down in camp, the tom sits quietly towards the entrance. He stared out into the general space of camp. To any other cat, it may seem he's focused on a blade of grass merely paw-steps away. However, in reality, the tom was unfocused and caught up in his own thought. His breathing was even, almost as if he were asleep with his eye's wide open. After a while like this, Lioneye blinks, almost in a sort of realization that he'd drifted off and away from focus of reality. It wasn't like he was waiting on anything anyways.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2020 19:28:08 GMT -5
{Sry 4 how long that took: Ima gonna grab me computer in a sec}
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Post by calliope on Feb 15, 2020 12:04:55 GMT -5
(It's been a while so quick recap?) Well for the patrol anyways... Whiteember, Stonefall, Littlepaw -discovered and was attacked by male fox; they climbed trees to escape; Whiteember got some scratches on her flank Paleriver, Hazelpaw -found female fox making den; realized something held the other patrol up and went to check it out; also attacked by male fox; Hazelpaw injured as well; Paleriver takes male fox down (temporarily anyways) Whiteember bites throat, however fox isn't dead. Thats about what I have from memory
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Post by Voidastral on Feb 15, 2020 13:50:58 GMT -5
Lioneye - In Camp - Hollyice
The senior-warrior looked over to his clanmate. He still shook off a bit of his haze, as it'd been several minutes since he'd really tried to focus back in on anything, even after his blink. Hollyice's approach seemed fine until her words. She sounded either upset about something or with him. Though Lioneye couldn't help but think the latter was silly. He'd done little to nothing yet today! "Hello Hollyice, how are you doing?" Lioneye questioned her calmly. Maybe if she was upset he could get her to talk about it? He didn't really know. It was more of a casual small-talk sort of sentence.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2020 17:46:58 GMT -5
Hollyice
Camp Voidastral 's Lioneye
Hollyice waited for his answer, her blue eyes gazing down on him like razors. When he finally answered, Hollyice grimly nodded. She tried to keep herself together. She was not going to walk off when she was finally socializing- something cats wanted her to do. She breathed in a heavy sigh and let it out. "I'm doing fine," she meowed with a bitter tone. She was not enjoying what she had gotten herself into. "How about you?" Her voice cracked. She thought she was doing pretty well so far. Lioneye - In Camp - Hollyice The senior-warrior looked over to his clanmate. He still shook off a bit of his haze, as it'd been several minutes since he'd really tried to focus back in on anything, even after his blink. Hollyice's approach seemed fine until her words. She sounded either upset about something or with him. Though Lioneye couldn't help but think the latter was silly. He'd done little to nothing yet today! "Hello Hollyice, how are you doing?" Lioneye questioned her calmly. Maybe if she was upset he could get her to talk about it? He didn't really know. It was more of a casual small-talk sort of sentence.
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 15, 2020 22:14:26 GMT -5
My posts are coming up tomorrow guys when I'm all finished for the week w work <3
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2020 13:06:33 GMT -5
{Good morning yβall πΌ}
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 16, 2020 15:10:28 GMT -5
Paleriver : Border Patrol After Whiteember joined his attack, Paleriver caught a glimpse of Stonefall entering the fray, but noticed his dire position soon change with the entrance of the second fox. Unwilling to unpin the first fox at risk to his leader, he called in a strained voice, "Whiteember! You have to end this, Stonefall needs us!" As the fox scrabbled its claws along his white pelt turning it red in wide streaks, he prayed the leader's hold on its throat would stay true. All he could think about was his friend, of whom he could barely catch a glimpse as the tom struggled with his foe, and Paleriver's sister, who waited for her mate's return. He needed to protect Stonefall like Mosswhisker would had she the ability. Then, Paleriver's mind flashed back to Hazelpaw. Where was she? The fox had made contact with her, but when the white warrior knocked it down he had lost track of his apprentice's position. His protectiveness over the young she-cat was at its utmost after her mother's passing, if she had been killed, he wouldn't know how to continue being the warrior he was.
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 16, 2020 16:33:00 GMT -5
Mosswhisker / Open: Nursery Mosswhisker sat in the nursery as she had promised Spidereye she would, resting. Her heart felt like running into the forest to accompany her mate on his border patrol, or to find her daughter on her hunting patrol. Either way, she didn't want to be stuck alone in camp. It was funny, she thought, because the herbs Spidereye had given her just that day hadn't begun to work whatsoever. In fact, she felt more pain. Sharp twinges shuddered through her, but they didn't feel as if they came from her aged joints. This had been her most difficult time being with kits yet, so she was unsurprised that they gave her trouble this far along. She waited and waited, the pain only growing and intensifying. The stubborn she-cat knew Spidereye should be resting, after just having journeyed to Sky Hill and already dealing with her today. But without meaning to, she let out a fierce cry as a wrack of pain rippled through her.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2020 16:48:35 GMT -5
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 16, 2020 18:39:58 GMT -5
[sure thing that's fine with me:)
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