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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2016 19:46:30 GMT -5
Snowpaw / apprentice / 8 moons / she-cat / Snowpaw has a long, sturdy body, long legs, and a bushy tail. Her coat is long, thick, and water repellent with a wooly undercoat with its thickest at the legs, chest, and head. She has a pair of high set ears with turf at the top. Her eyes are a light brown and her pelt is white. / Snowpaw has a lot of energy and loves to learn new things. She tries her best with her training, even trying what she had learned when her mentor is not around. She is friendly likes to make new friends. / Snowpaw was dropped off to the Clan when she was a kit, so she doesn't know who her parents or siblings are or if they are even alive. She would like to find out, though. / Milk is her sister. / schrei
Milk / kittypet / 8 moons / she-cat / Milk is Snowpaw's twin sister, so she looks exactly like Snowpaw. But she does have a black collar with a bell on it. / Milk is not as easygoing as Snowpaw. She is rather reserved and quiet, unless she warms up to a cat, which will take a while. She also has a trusting issue. / Milk knows about her sister being dropped off at the Clan, but she hasn't seen her since they were kits. Her parents warned her about the Clan cats and not to go anywhere near them because they can't be trusted. / Snowpaw is her sister. / schrei
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 23, 2016 20:03:03 GMT -5
(added! who do you want the mentor to be?)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2016 20:07:16 GMT -5
(Thanks  oh and it doesn't matter. I might not be active at the moment since I'm watching the walking dead.) |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 23, 2016 20:07:52 GMT -5
lol. we're giving it buffer time.)
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Post by Neverstorm on Oct 23, 2016 20:08:39 GMT -5
(I'm ready to start whenever you are, firestar. Just make the post ^_^ )
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2016 20:15:36 GMT -5
[ Ah ok ] |
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Post by warriorunityrp on Oct 23, 2016 20:22:15 GMT -5
{Ready!}
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 23, 2016 21:36:39 GMT -5
sorry for the poof, I was watching TWD)
Flamestar padded out of his den and arched his back in a quick stretch. The early morning sky showed few clouds, promising a sunny day. Looking around the camp, he noticed few cats were up already.
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Post by Neverstorm on Oct 23, 2016 21:44:35 GMT -5
Dovesong;;
Dovesong sat at the mouth of the medicine cat den, evidently having been up hours before the sun rose, evident by her neatly groomed fur and a plethora of herbs at her feet. She appeared to be sorting them and taking a stock, as she carefully picked them up and moved them into their designated areas. She sat patiently, ears alert, tail curled around her neatly.
Nightwing;;
Nightwing was slow to wake up, drifting out of sleep to simply lay in his nest and stare at the wall for a bit. Then, with much effort, he pushed himself to his feet and stumbled out of the warriors den, blinking sleep out of his eyes. He settled down in the sun to groom his fur, eyeing the cloudless sky. Good day for hunting, he thought.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 24, 2016 17:03:00 GMT -5
Flamestar turned at Longstride's voice. "Sure." He told the grey tom. "Inform foxtail before you leave, though. Oh, and tell her I'd like to speak with her before she sends the patrols out."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2016 17:43:32 GMT -5
Geckoeyes, Swallowsong, and Chickadeewing all sat on a warm rock at the edge of camp. The three cats chatted lightly about the days events and were ready to head out whenever they were needed.
Hareleap sleapt heavily in the warriors den, dreaming of battling a great enemy.
(Sorry about the short responses. I promise they will get longer, I am just a little preoccupied right now.)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 24, 2016 17:50:13 GMT -5
same.)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 24, 2016 20:31:53 GMT -5
"Oh, Foxtail, perfect." Flamepelt meowed at the sight of his deputy. "I need to talk to you for a moment. We may have a slight problem on our paws."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 24, 2016 20:42:05 GMT -5
"Good morning to you, too, Flamestar," The she-cat mewed wryly, knowing the tom was always like this- going straight to business. The calico glanced at Flamestar, her green eyes glittering in curiosity, " Where shall we discuss this, your den?" She asked, swiping a white paw over her multicolored face.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2016 21:23:37 GMT -5
[ ah it looks like everyone began! Is there anywhere I can use Snowpaw or Milk? ]
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Post by Neverstorm on Oct 24, 2016 23:00:08 GMT -5
(I have both Dovesong and Nightwing open)
Dovesong;;
Dovesong, evidently having finished her sorting, began a procession in and out of the medicine cat den to the storage. The she-cat could, for a time, be seen with her mouth stuffed with herbs as she returned them to their rightful place. Mentally, she had taken note of what they were low on and would have to go out to get.
Nightwing;;
Nightwing's eyes scoured the camp. Foxtail and Flamestar seemed to be discussing something, and he pricked his ears up, wondering if it was a patrol. He slowly strolled around camp. If there was nothing to be done, he wouldn't mind going for a run and stretching his legs.
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Post by warriorunityrp on Oct 24, 2016 23:48:38 GMT -5
Longstride spotted Foxtail and Flamestar heading towards Flamestar's den. He quickly approached them before they disappeared from view. "Foxtail, may I join the dawn patrol this morning? I feel cooped up inside the camp. I've haven't been able to stretch my legs since last sunrise." he asked politely.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 25, 2016 18:25:16 GMT -5
(sorry for the poof. school.  I'll post asap) |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2016 21:42:28 GMT -5
[ oh no I never posted my starter! ]
Snowpaw was seated outside the apprentices' den, pawing at the ground as she glanced around. She was bored and was trying to think of something to do.
Milk padded through the territory as quietly as she could, if only if it weren't for the bell on her collar jingling with each step. Soon, she she-cat paused and smelled the air.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 26, 2016 19:36:37 GMT -5
"Yes." Flamestar meowed. "It's urgent." the large ginger tom turned and began padding towards his den. He was working out the various solutions to the problem, though he himself didn't fully understand the threat.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 26, 2016 19:37:11 GMT -5
(sorry for the large poof, yall. I really don't like school. they have the forums blocked.)
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Post by sweetclover1 on Oct 26, 2016 19:51:18 GMT -5
"Oh, ah, yes, in fact, why don't you lead it this morning? You'll need at least three other warriors, okay?" Foxtail mewed quickly, giving her fellow warrior an encouraging purr before following her leader into his den. "What happened, Flamestar?" She asked, pausing at the entrance with a den.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 26, 2016 20:29:07 GMT -5
(I'm going to update the plot section soon, so y'all know what I'm thinking.)
"We've had strange scents traveling along the border," Flamestar explained. "and I know what you're thinking, 'that I'm being overdramatic over a few stray scents, but they're different. Something we haven't seen, or heard of. They smell kind of like dog, but different, and I have reason to believe that there are more than one."
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 26, 2016 20:30:16 GMT -5
What's going on:
season:
newleaf
weather:
light showers/partly cloudy
Plot:
Pack of coyotes have moved into clan territory. |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 26, 2016 20:30:36 GMT -5
(I updated the plot section)
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Post by warriorunityrp on Oct 26, 2016 23:49:27 GMT -5
"Hareleap, Geckoeyes, Chickadeewing, will you join me on the dawn patrol this morning?" Longstride asked each of them. Somehow, he felt slightly anxious about going out this particular morning. Maybe it was because of the nightmares he had last night. Something just didn't feel right somehow. Regardless, the patrols had to be done, and he wasn't going to turn back now on a hunch. That would be mouse-brained.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Oct 29, 2016 12:49:48 GMT -5
bump)
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oh and it doesn't matter.
I'll post asap)
