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Post by Sootfeather on Feb 26, 2017 18:17:06 GMT -5
- ( Mᴏᴏɴ - - No problem!)
It was a beautiful morning, if you ignore the events that had taken place earlier.
Nobuki had been resting in the samurai's den, blissfully unaware of the unwanted army currently placed in SakuraClan's camp. Slowly, the young tom shifted himself into an upright position, blinking his bright green eyes open. He glanced outside, realizing that he must have slept in, and briefly wondered why no one had woken him up. After all, today was the day of the festival.
Excited for the day ahead of him, Nobuki trotted out the den as if he was made of air, taking a deep breath and admiring the scenery around him. It seemed like a bright, peaceful day, perfect for a celebration. In of the corner of his eye, he spotted Rukia staring at something in the distance. Curious, the Bengal tom slid closer to her, the peaceful atmosphere shattering instantly as he followed her dull green gaze to a hill. Atop this hill stood multiple unfamiliar, dark, looming figures, just watching the camp from above like shadows, sending a cold shiver down his spine. Something had gone terribly wrong.
His eyes wide and his voice quivering, Nobuki softly questioned,"Who... W-what happened..?" He spoke to no one in particular, only faintly aware that he had used his voice at all. |
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Feb 26, 2017 18:59:28 GMT -5
A spotted, brown ear twitched as it picked up a quiet voice - the voice of Nobuki, to be exact. It seemed as if he was perplexed about what was going on, too. "Insanity," Rukia mumbled bluntly. "That's what." She turned back to the tom, her expression looking more bored than anything, by default.
"Jesting aside... Long story short, the cats up there are part of some army called the...Oda Clan. They appeared in our camp this morning, challenged Lady Akiko, demanded our resources, and now they're just... sitting up there like lazy bums." Her lips pursed together. "I only hope they don't try anything on us."
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Post by Sootfeather on Feb 26, 2017 20:09:56 GMT -5
"Oda Clan.."
Nobuki squinted at the army before turning back to Rukia, who seemed surprisingly calm and.. bored. "And Lady Akiko is just.. letting them stay?" He squeaked. Although he wasn't sure why she would make that decision, he still trusted that whatever Lady Akiko was doing was the right thing. After all, she knew way more about leading than he ever possibly could.
Sighing, he sunk to the ground. "I guess that also means that the festival is ruined.."
(That took way too long.. Sorry.)
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Feb 27, 2017 13:41:38 GMT -5
Junichi nodded and dipped his head. "Very well. It was nice to meet you today, Oichi-sama. I pray that the future is bright for both of our clans." He didn't want to take up the shecat's time any more than he already had. It was probably best for him to return to camp anyhow.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Feb 27, 2017 20:33:46 GMT -5
( I feel like I need to get a bit more serious with this Clan. I'm going to be a little stricter on activity now, but this doesn't apply to those who have consistent activity - I praise you all for that.
I understand everyone is doing their thing in real life. People may not be able to notify me. Even I'm not here all the time, and I know I sound hypocritical. But in order for this Clan to be successful, everyone needs to adhere to the activity rule. And I'm going to get serious with this. If you're active on the forums, you're active enough to come here.
If you've got school/work, I understand. If you're stressed or going through personal issues, I understand. If you have no internet, I understand. But those are the only excuses for inactivity I'll accept.
Without notifying me, you are allowed to have an absence of only 1-3 days. I expect all of you to post at least three times a day, if you can. Not posting every few days or weeks. If you're not active enough to come on every day/every other day like the other members here, you might as well considering leaving.
There are members who seriously need to correct this issue. If you do not return within 2 weeks prior to me tagging you, you'll be deleted.
FåwnFrøst ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע Darktalon ❄~Snowstream~❄ Razz кєѕтяєℓ
You need to be posting at least 2-3 posts every couple of days; one or two every few days isn't enough for this roleplay. When you do correct your activity, don't just apologize for it. You need to try and fix it. Hopefully activity improves so I don't have to say this again. Thank you. )
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Post by a diamond's pearl on Feb 27, 2017 21:35:59 GMT -5
During the short journey to the Training Grounds, Naoko's mind was wandering farther than that of a wise one while telling a story. After the events of last night and the following morning, the russet-brown masculine didn't know what to think. The simple thought of him sharing territory with those Oda Clan tyrants made his ears burn with fury and his stomach do somersaults. And the Matsuri? It was ruined because of the intruders. All the hardwork they'd been through preparing for it, it was all for nothing. All the young minarais would have to wait another year to see their first Spring Blossom Festival. At least they know how much work they need to put in to prepare for it next time. He thought bluntly.
"Hey, Naoko, we're here. Maybe you can stop daydreaming and let me take notes on mentoring?" A soft nudge to his shoulder made him snap from his thoughts, turning his attention back his small patrol of cats. Had he really been thinking for this long?
"Alright you three, for a starters, tell me all that you know about fighting. What do you think is the best way to an Oda Clan cat?" The Oda Clan cats were naturally bigger than his own clanmates. If a fight did break out between SakuraClan and the Oda surely the young ones would need to at least learn the basics before the advanced skills. "In pairs or alone? Please explain your answer."
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Whew, sorry it took so long to type this up and post it here. My activity on this thread should improve the next few weeks. |
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Post by FåwnFrøst on Feb 27, 2017 22:22:02 GMT -5
{I, too, should be more active. I just haven't found a good spot to reply in the past weeks.}
Keiko's fluffy pink ears swiveled back and forth as she followed her mentor towards the training grounds. What are we going to learn? She thought, jumping over a loose root on the path. Obviously fighting, but what if we learn something that won't help us very much against those stupid Oda clan cats? At this point, though, I'll be glad for any kind of training. She perked her ears at a noise to the side of her, but didn't pay it much mind, as she was so excited to finally be training with her samurai.
As the group stopped ahead of her, Keiko flicked her tail nervously, peering up at her mentor with gleaming green eyes. What are we going to learn, Naoko? She thought. Surely something that won't make us feel like incompetent idiots in front of our enemies. Realizing she had zoned out at a question from her mentor, Keiko was eager to answer, seeing as she had not talked all the way to the training area. She pondered the possible questions in her head before finally answering.
"Well, if the Oda clan cats are stronger than us, and can overpower us in a one-on-one fight, we should learn to fight paired up, so we have a greater chance against them." She paused, thinking it over. "But if they rely on brute force then it would be easy to confuse them if one were small and agile, and fighting alone. They could dodge them and cause them to lose their balance, then jump on them while they've fallen. It would all depend on what type of cat one was fighting. If it were a strong and not-stupid cat, then a pair would be better in a fight, but a smaller, more agile cat could confuse a big stupid cat."
Finally satisfied with her long answer, Keiko looked at the others to see what they thought. I hope I'm not wrong, She thought, curling her fluffy tail around her pink paws. "Right? Because either way would work in a fight." She said, turning to her samurai. I hope I didn't disappoint him.
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Mar 1, 2017 16:31:47 GMT -5
(I apologize for my inactivity, Moon; my schedule’s been quite hectic lately. I now realize I should have notified you prior to my absence, so I’ll be sure remember to do so if anything is to arise from here on out.)
[ Izumi | Daimyo’s Temple | Tags - - Akiko, Tarou ]
Fusiform pinnae canted forth, tympanic membranes hearkening each vocable enunciated from the premier’s mammalian maxilla. The paucity of crinkum-crankum and unabridged fickleness apropos these hallucinations were marginally discountenancing, though the feminal grimalkin’s physiognomy endured in existing stolidly, turquoise optic contrivances quasi-lidding in a socko assay of being phlegmatic.
“What my apprentice says is correct. These fantasies are giving you emotional stress - thus, I am quite certain, the reason behind those headaches."
Posterior appendages lurched, the fibrous tissue accumulated throughout the anatomy of most notochords contracting to yield to the acquirement of reaching an upright stance. Equilibrium was facile to procure with an almost frangible frame - capitulum poised, limbs palatially vertical and plumed caudal rigid, parallel to the uniform terra firma bedecked with Japanese mats.
“Though I mean you no disrespect, I must say: withholding such information from me - from us - was something vacuous of you. Forgive me, if such wording has offended you, but someone ought to reprimand you for not disclosing such vital knowledge. We were made for the purpose guiding cats in this Clan, and thus you are not exception.”
Albeit the mellifluous tonality exuding from the larynx was level, there were innuendoes of admonition - like a dam would to her offspring. This was a clear indicator the physician’s deep, platonic brooding over Akiko’s psychological strain, even if these sentiments were well concealed beneath a vexed gander.
“With that being said, I’ve not come here to quarrel, but to insist if all has been well - which I know see hasn’t. I cannot bring you to the the healer’s den at the moment, for it surely would arouse suspicion. Likewise, nor can we bring you herbs without a splendid excuse. I can however, sit here and continue to discuss these phantasmagorias with you - often times, it helps to talk these things out with another individual. Sometimes these thoughts would settle, other times they won’t - it depends on a cat. So until I can go find some medicine, unsuspected, I do offer a session of time of which we can chat over these cognizances.”
And, with a deferred slope of the svelte cranium, the healer executed a bow.
“I simply wish to help you, m’lady.”
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Post by ❄~Snowstream~❄ on Mar 1, 2017 17:34:08 GMT -5
Really sorry, but I'm going to have to leave this rp. I don't believe that I'll be able to be active on here as much as I'm supposed to. Again, sorry, and have a good day  ))
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 1, 2017 18:00:10 GMT -5
Really sorry, but I'm going to have to leave this rp. I don't believe that I'll be able to be active on here as much as I'm supposed to. Again, sorry, and have a good day :) )) |
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Post by ❄~Snowstream~❄ on Mar 1, 2017 18:07:18 GMT -5
Thank you ))
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 1, 2017 18:18:26 GMT -5
As the novice harked attentively to the locutions that were emitting from his preceptor's mammalian jowls, the masculine turned his attention to Akiko, his countenance one of disappointment and dismay. He shook his head slowly as if a disappointed father might do to his son. "I concur with Izumi-sensei," he began, the words sounding particularly dauntless on his tongue. "Ever since...then, you've not been your usual self lately. And don't think we don't intuit these things, because we do. I had a feeling that you were not healthy... But..."
Visionary implements closed fleetingly, as nares augmented with the incense-scented gas in a solo inhalation. Ipso facto, he continued. "But I never thought that you, as our leader, would hide these things from us. Please excuse my lack of manners, but it is inane to not let us know how you are feeling; instead of wearing a mask every day. Moreover, doing so is something that will only harm your mental state further. If you do not find a way to vent, your dark thoughts will kill you, from the inside out. And I - no, we - don't want that."
Squeezing his opticals shut in unease, he lowered his head in a bow as well. "Please, m'lady; we are only trying to assist you."Akiko listened to both felines, her eyes widening as if receiving some kind of divine revelation. After a long while of eerie silence, she let her eyes drop to the matting once more; this time out of severe guilt. Fibres of musculature in her esophagus contracted as she swallowed thickly. "I sincerely apologize," she atoned, timbre heavy and strained, as if grieved. "I understand that keeping in my emotions and thoughts only worsens my health further... But it was the only way to show my cats that I am compos mentis. I wanted to show them that I'm well..."
She sighed, the exhalation melancholy in nature. "What I have done was foolish on my part, and I am sorry. From now on, I will come to you two for healing and medicine of any kind, be it physically or emotionally." She lifted her tired eyes back up to the twain medical practitioners. "If you would feel inclined to, we can have a deeper colloquy about my... phantasms and inner notions."ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע ( Okay, Mist. Thank you very much. ^^ )
As soon as Keiko finished speaking, Emiko jumped up almost immediately, raising an eager paw wildly in the air. "Ooh! I know, I know!" She stopped to think about what Keiko had said. When the final thought came to her mind, she spoke up. "Like Kei-chan said; I think, um, unless the cat in question can handle themselves against a strong enemy, fighting in duo pairs is better. Since, y'know, the two cats' power can double that of the enemy... Thus overpowering them, and giving us the upper hand!" She smiled widely, feeling confident.Haruna blinked at her sister's words. "Look at you, using big words and stuff," she mewed. The compliment earned her a toothy grin from her twin. "Yeah, I think fighting in pairs is better, since it gives the pair of cats more power."a diamond's pearl
Oichi dipped her head in a bow, blue-green eyes shining. "Yes, well... It was nice talking to you, Junichi-san. I wish you luck in the following seasons. May the gods be with you." With one last look at Junichi and the cherry tree, the she-cat turned back into the forest, making her way back to the city.✽Boop✽
The red Bengal glanced over at the temple that housed her leader. "I guess so..." Rukia sighed, her tense shoulders relaxing. "Hopefully they won't be here long. As far as the festival goes..." She grumbled under breath, clearly disappointed. "All that work, for nothing, apparently. Maybe after they go away and leave us be, we can hold it? I don't know."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Mar 2, 2017 19:22:27 GMT -5
[ Izumi | Daimyo’s Temple | Tags - - Akiko, Tarou ]
Auricles permuted tangibly, pirouetting with the manipulation of the gudgeon-like commissure to calibrate for a more auspicious oblique to better hearken the neophyte and his intrepid disquisition. Optic contrivances coruscated in a would-be exoteric method operandi for gratification if not for the zany emphasis of emotional repression. In lieu of the physiological dearth, came its cousin - intellectual aptitude - of which piqued contentment actuated a rather rapturous internal mindset apropos the assimilating probationer.
Thereafter his soliloquy analogous to her own, a lull of quietude eventuated - one in antsy wait of the premier’s rejoinder. Inasmuch as this, the din of innate manifestations amplified considerably, impalpably caroming throughout tympanic membranes. Conical proboscis augmented with the perpetual circulation of diatomic gas, tamping the votive’s carbonated attar within diaphragm, aforementioned thorax cavity contracting and wherefore permitting the saccular thoracic organs the dilation necessitated for sentience. Pilose contours agitated with these subdued, urbane respires. The atrium and ventricles fabricating the heart palpitated. Gastrointestinal viscera exuded unobtrusive gurgles.
All this was keenly harkened within pinnae then processed transiently to the encephalon in the mum hiatus.
Then, the feminal sovereign articulated a nonpareil admission for her conduct which was tactfully executed. It chimed with the culpability of the peccadilloes committed against the twain physicians; offering a laudable atonement.
With a flexure of the cervix, the svelte grimalkin mutely exonerated the Japanese sept’s premier; subsequently, rubescent palate exposed as mammalian mandibles cleaved to assent tactically to voluble argot - a more verbose undertaking to exculpate an individual.
“Nothing is held against you, m’lady. You were simply following along procedures that you saw fit to safeguard the Clan. Albeit humbling to witness, you must remember you are still a feline, thus are susceptible to the daily struggles many are faced with. However, for the next time - as you might have already learned - I plea with you come to us for assistance and not have these troubling concepts shored up internally. Now, I insist that if you are prepared to commence, do tell me more of these physiological happenings.”
Fibrous tissues enclosed by the flesh of the rear limbs pleated, yielding to the mass that was the molly and ipso facto once more acquiring her an otiose posture. Capitulum now poised in utter refinement, plumed caudal coiled modishly about musculature; ocular devices now intricately focused upon Akiko and what she had to comment on the bizarre phantasmagorias.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 2, 2017 20:58:29 GMT -5
Compressed vestibular apparatuses gyrated just slightly about their joints, bespeaking that the premier's culpability had upheaved vaguely. Angulately fashioned sinciput raised up, then down, almost imperceptibly; a indistinct nod to both healers' counseling and appeals. "I understand, Izumi." The femme had tried to keep her voice as stoic and oracular as ever, however, she knew that the two would be able to detect that grating timbre in her voice.
Despising hearkening a weakened version of her normally mysterious tone, laryngopharyngeal tissues constricted in the trachea as the female attempted to clear its interiors. "Now... I assume you would like to know more about the apparitions I see." Convoluted encephalon accrued the jumbled thoughts before arranging them all one by one. Feeling Tarou's comforting pelt against her own gave her a sense of solace. "Take your time, my lady," she heard him say. "And don't hold back."Akiko took a moment to pause, before opening her mandible to speak. "They're usually just so bright, and so red. Everything looks like it is... crudely painted with a brush. In my dreams... I have reason to believe that... the striped cat who keeps bleeding out is..." Her jaw clenched painfully as she struggled to speak the last few words. "Kotarou. It's him... It's unmistakable..."
She let out a sharp huff, the breath meant to be sorrowful. Trying to distract herself from the sour memories, she continued on with another thought. "Everything else just looks...simply monstrous. The feline shapes in these phantasmagorias just look more like devils than anything else. Like black shadows..." Her snake-like caudal twitched. "Sometimes I see them in reality when I'm outside, like shadowy ghosts, but I blink...and they disappear, just like that. Other times, if it is not a nightmare... I see bittersweet memories. Memories of...us." She didn't have to elaborate on who exactly she was referring to when she spoke the locution "us". "They make me so sorrowful, yet so happy. It's like I can almost reach out and touch him..." A recherché smile crossed over her lips, but it was more so a smile of mournfulness than of happiness. "But as I have said, the hallucinations usually occur when I'm staring into space, whereas the nightmares occur on occasion; when I go to sleep."ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Mar 3, 2017 11:44:20 GMT -5
Junichi watched the queen leave and turned away in the other direction - towards sakuraclan. He supposed he didn't have anymore business here in Hana Valley. It was time to go back to camp, though as he began to walk forward he thought perhaps he should bring some prey as well. It was what he'd originally intended before finding himself in the beautiful valley. As he padded onward he tried the air for any trace of prey.
(Hopefully I'll have internet at my house in another week or so. I've had to abruptly change where I live recently and so it's been difficult to be active. Currently I've been getting on every other day when I'm at college.)
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Post by Stormheart on Mar 5, 2017 8:21:29 GMT -5
(Ugh! Sorry for my absence. I was on vacation, my birthday, all that jazz. Anyways I'll just pick up my slack  ) Hikari looked down for a few moments before meeting Takeshi's gaze. "I do like that spying idea. I could do that. It's quite easy for me to be stealthy." The female paused for a moment before continuing. "I think that we should also try to get close to one of the soldiers and see what he knows." Tsuki nodded. "You can spy on them, that would work well. I'm not sure about getting close to them, it might backfire but I suppose we can give it a try." The commander turned to face Takeshi. "What do you think on this matter? As for a plan, I believe I have the prospect of one, but we need more information before we can carry one out." |
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Post by a diamond's pearl on Mar 5, 2017 20:25:34 GMT -5
Naoko couldn't resist the prideful grin that slowly spread over his tabby face as the minarai's each shared their thoughts on how they felt about fighting an Oda Clan cat. They were all fairly correct answers, but he was surprise none of the three thought a solitary battle was the answer. "Those are all wonderful answers but, however, it isn't entirely impossible to take on an Oda cat by yourself. With just the right practice and experience, I'm sure you'll be sending those tyrants back over the borders, which I'm sure you'll someday accomplish." The big masculine then began to pace, eyeing the three younger cats with a thoughtful look as he decided where they would start. "As of today, Kiyoshi and I will teach you the basic defense moves just incase there is an unsuspected attack. Perhaps some other time we'll learn some more advanced moves, like partner fighting as you three suggested." Naoko then turned his amber eyes to his sister, who sat patiently watching with an admirable look.
A silent message seemed to pass through the siblings as they glared at one another, for Kiyoshi had rose to her paws. Her coppery-green eyes narrowed and her ears flattened against her head as she concentrated. Naoko twitched an ear before taking a few paces back, measuring the distance between him and his white-furred sister. Once far enough away the bobtail raced towards her.
For a moment, all she could hear was the sound of her brother's feet thundering against the ground. Counting in her mind when to move. Five...four... She dropped into a crouch. Naoko was mouse-lengths away from crushing down upon her. Two... One... Now! Instantly, the skinny white feminine reached rolled to one side, wrapping her forepaws around Naoko's foreleg, using her hindlegs to throw him away from her. A loud thump sounded as the tom landed. When he was down Kiyoshi leaped to her paws, quick as an adder, and pinned him down, and - claws sheathed - raked her hindpaws across his belly. Panting hard and her eyes gleaming. Is this too advanced for them? She couldn't help wondering. As she climbed away from her brother and smoothed down her fur.
"That was brilliant! Do you all think you can try that?"
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Mar 5, 2017 21:20:34 GMT -5
[ Izumi | Daimyo’s Temple | Tags - - Akiko, Tarou ]
Vibrissae corporeally epoxied to mammalian cephalon spasmed in an idiosyncratic vagary, ophthalmic saucers incandescent with conscientious coruscations. Twain palpebra furrows converged over ocular spherules into what one might denominate as a nonplussed nictate - the creases now saturated apropos the aqueous humor.
The mélange of fibril concocting the auricular musculature twiddled marginally - the Lilliputian sagging at its terminus swaying at the de minimis of locomotion. Anatomically garrisoned on the basilar pellicle, the organ of Corti hearkened the asseveration expounded by the premier and ipso facto disseminated dendrites to liaise its findings with the encephalon. Notwithstanding of the ofttimes indeterminate configured sentences, the innuendos proffered were more than enough to have the physician gauge a cogent postulate.
Empathy, in lieu of sympathy, presented itself equivocally across physiognomy - the feminal was well ware of the sentiment of loss. …Mayhap, a tad too much. The adulterated gander, nevertheless, was ephemeral and evanescently dwindled to nil.
“Hmm…”
The faint utterance had rather ruminative undertones to it; as though she was contemporaneously mulling over a verdict.
“M’lady, I do think - and please, correct me if you feel that I am mistaken - that these nightmares and thoughts of yours are linked to trauma. These shadowy felines must be your mind’s representation of the Oda Clan, while your bittersweet, oneiric version of the late-Lord Kotarou is how you remember experiencing him before his untimely demise. Then, that terrible day replays itself - the red, the visceral outpouring, his death. Akiko… I believe you’ve been mentally disturbed; the reason for all these visions. You simply haven’t allowed your mind to let go of the past. Which… I can understand. I…”
Trailing off into inscrutable silence, the pilose molly simply shook her capitulum in a sort of forced insouciance.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 6, 2017 11:06:29 GMT -5
Wilst her clinician dissected each fraction of the facets she relayed, Akiko's lips pursed, the locomotion of labium suggesting desolation. The premier swilled, globus hystericus causing a knot to form in her throat. "No... I believe that you are right, Izumi. I can understand a bit better now..." Majestic head lowered in an understanding nod, albeit alabaster denticles pressed together in anxiety. Truly, she didn't want to remember.Meanwhile, Tarou noticed that both females looked...distressed in some form. Izumi had trailed off, and Akiko looked as if she wanted them out of her boudoir. "I-Is...everything okay?" Although viridesent globose oculars stared at his pedagouge with concern yet curiousity, his query was meant for both females. Now there was something about her mysterious intellect he wanted to learn more about.He didn't want to come off as prying, so he dropped the thought. Clearing his gullet, he meowed, to clear the tense silence that had fallen before all."U-Um... If I may, my lady. I am not attempting to enforce anything on you; your psyche is yours alone. But... As I've stated before, the past does not control you. If you let the past events run your mind..." Striped vibrissa horripilated along his spine as his tonality became choked. Oculars trembled with tears, as he made an attempt to force out his last statement. "I'm afraid that you'll...end up meeting your demise. I don't want that to happen to you."ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"So cool~!" Emiko hopped to her paws, giant eyes glittering. "I think Haru and I could try that one!" Nudging her twin, she leaped a few steps away from Haruna rail in the air. "C'mon, Haru," she squeaked. "Attack me!" Haruna, who had only been paying attention for only half of the demonstration, blinked when she heard her sister's voice. "Uh..." Rising to her paws, she went into a tentative crouch, tensing her hind legs before leaping at Emiko. Emiko saw Haruna's Haruna's all-too-obvious move and reared up on her hind legs, using her front paws to grab onto Haruna's forepaw.
With a small grunt, she flipped her sister onto the ground, a cloud of dust rising and settling where she fell. With her abdomen exposed, Emiko placed a paw on Haruna's chest dragging her paw down her abdomen. "Did we do it? Did we do it?" She mewed, beaming at Kiyoshi and Naoko.a diamond's pearl
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 6, 2017 17:27:30 GMT -5
(Ugh! Sorry for my absence. I was on vacation, my birthday, all that jazz. Anyways I'll just pick up my slack ;) ) Hikari looked down for a few moments before meeting Takeshi's gaze. "I do like that spying idea. I could do that. It's quite easy for me to be stealthy." The female paused for a moment before continuing. "I think that we should also try to get close to one of the soldiers and see what he knows." Tsuki nodded. "You can spy on them, that would work well. I'm not sure about getting close to them, it might backfire but I suppose we can give it a try." The commander turned to face Takeshi. "What do you think on this matter? As for a plan, I believe I have the prospect of one, but we need more information before we can carry one out."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two cats nearing the freshkill pile, but somehow, he could tell that they weren't of SakuraClan. He knew every face of his Clan by heart, but these cats looked like they'd come down from the hill where the Oda were perched at. Squinting, he tried not to keep his eyes on them - as not to raise suspicion from the two females - but he couldn't help but let his ear twitch in slight anxiety. |
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Post by Stormheart on Mar 6, 2017 18:10:26 GMT -5
Tsuki nodded. "One at a time will do well. Hikari we will need you to get close to them for us, as they'll most likely suspect Takeshi and I die to our rankings."
The she-cat spotted a tall, black-furred Tom who's stature led cats of the Oda Clan to now at his approach. His Amber-gold eyes scanned the clearing and cats moved out of his way without haste as he gracefully padded to the freshkill pile, snatching a recently caught koi fish and settling down to eat. His broad shoulders and handsome features left a few she-cats stealing glanced at him despite his scarred ears and another scar that was on his neck, hidden by his thick fur.
Tsuki flicked her tail in his direction. "He must be a cat of importance to the Oda. That Tom should be our first target."
Hikari nodded. "I agree, his stature gives him away."
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 6, 2017 18:34:36 GMT -5
Takeshi turned his head, watching the cat come closer to the pile. As he did, his features became more visible, until Takeshi connected the pieces. "Wait. Is that...?" Trying to look as close as he could without letting the leaves expose his light fur, the tactician's eyes widened. "That's not just an important cat. I think that's Lord Nobunaga himself. Err, do correct me if I'm wrong, though." He sighed, shaking his head. "We can't put all of our emphasis on..." He trailed off.
A flash of light fur caught his eye, and he saw that two other toms were with the black tom - a tall blue-eyed one with silvery-lavender fur, and a smaller green-eyed one with a darker shade of fur than the other one. The tuxedo tom grasped a koi in his powerful jaws, finishing it quite quickly. He stayed put for a long while, looking around with his bright golden eyes. The two other cats, however, seemed to exchange words with him before turning back to go up the hill. Takeshi watched them leave, itching to go see who they were. "Hmm..." Takeshi turned to Hikari and Tsuki. "We've never seen those cats before. Think we could try and make acquaintances with them?"( I'll play as the other two cats, if that's alright. And if the black cat wasn't supposed to be Nobunaga, I'm sorry for assuming so. I can edit my post if it's a "never-seen-before" cat. ^^" )
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 6, 2017 20:04:46 GMT -5
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Kuri glanced up at the clouds, whose fluffy tufts made her own fur stand erect upon her back as if to mimic their softness. The female padded to the stream, wishing to seek out the flowering pants that lived and grown on its naturally fertilized ground. She shifted to a light trot when she encountered a wall of reeds, their stalks opening to the beautiful pebble-littered riverbank of the thin body of water. The she-cat's azure oculars flickered from side to side, taking in the blossoming landscape. New-leaf was coming soon, and she needed an excuse to stay away from camp.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 7, 2017 7:27:57 GMT -5
"Hello, young one. What are you doing so far away from camp?" A soft-spoken voice came from the other side of the calm river. A tawny she-cat with a 'pink' tint to her fur stared at Kuni with kind and curious green eyes.Невыносимая коммунизм
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Post by Stormheart on Mar 7, 2017 7:54:45 GMT -5
(He wasn't supposed to be. LOL. That's okay. I meant to make him Nobungaga's commander but we can make him Nobungaga too. It doesn't matter XD)
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 7, 2017 8:05:26 GMT -5
Stormheart ( Oh, okay. I figured, it's just the description that made me think of him. X'D Let's just make like that's Nobunaga, lol.
The other two cats are the commander and the healer, pretty much. )
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Mar 8, 2017 14:08:34 GMT -5
Junichi was on his way back to camp carrying a couple of mice by their tails when he could detect the faint scent of other cats. Still not quite ready to return to camp and tolerate the Oda's stench, he decided to follow the Sakuraclan scent. It brought him to a nearby river, where Kuri seemed to be with a stranger. What would a minarai be doing here alone with a stranger? He decided to hang back a little.
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Mar 8, 2017 15:19:15 GMT -5
"Hello, young one. What are you doing so far away from camp?" A soft-spoken voice came from the other side of the calm river. A tawny she-cat with a 'pink' tint to her fur stared at Kuni with kind and curious green eyes.Невыносимая коммунизм ☞ ❀♖ ☜
"Oh! Hi there." Her tail thumped against the ground, kicking up small plumes of dust.
"Just getting away from camp for a moment, you know." Her orbs flickered for a moment, recollecting all that has happened over the past few moons.
"I think everyone needs a break every once in a while."
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Mar 8, 2017 16:32:15 GMT -5
[ Izumi | Daimyo’s Temple | Tags - - Akiko, Tarou ]
Twain ophthalmic orbiculars pored over the sylphlike premier, their julep chromaticity resplendent with assiduity; the point of cynosure extant in the aforementioned dignitary. Undeterred by the expeditious duration to actualize a congruity, the physician exercised a perusal of the contemporaneous milieu, analytical to distinguish an ilk of aversion and malaise circuluating apropos the issue. This vicissitude predominately manifested from the Japanese sept’s eminence, which was furthered with the molly’s sore gander. Curtesy to the apogee of the matter petering out, de rigueur requiescence deviated and ipso facto acquired an erectile attitude. With the achieved carriage, the willowy grimalkin established a cognitive peregrination in regression to the healer’s lair; an assay to prelude scrutiny from the invaders.
Upon reaching a conclusion, labials cleaved to yield a valedictory address.
“I pray I do not seem brusque - as we’ve initiated this session merely minutes prior - but I do think it’s time we take our leave. I hope you contemplate my words and perhaps, if even by a little, it’ll ease these nightmares. Remember, our den is your den; please see us if needed. However, for as long as our… visit remains, I’d prefer you have my brother request my presence for you, so as to limit as much suspicion as possible.”
An ictus had been exercised on the vocable ‘visit’, almost as though in censure concerning the proposition. Otherwise, her viewpoint on the conceptualization was just as ambiguous as her sentiments. Then, effectuating a conciliatory declivity of the cephalon anent to Akiko, paws gesticulated towards the neophyte.
“Say your farewells, Tarou-kun.”
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 8, 2017 16:52:28 GMT -5
The she-cat smiled and nodded in agreement. "Mm." She crossed over the small river via the large stones trailing to the other side. "We all need a little time to ourselves once in a while." While she spoke to the young cat, she sniffed at a few flowers growing along the bank, chopping a few stems and placing them neatly beside her as she did. "And who might you be?"Невыносимая коммунизм
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