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Post by » ρнσєηιχƒєαтнєя « on Aug 7, 2016 19:18:11 GMT -5
[[ Feath<3
okie dokes thanks!
and thank ya muches i spent foreevvvveeerrr on google hahah ]]
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:20:05 GMT -5
So I was looking up genetics and stuff, and I realized half of Wilted's kits can have curly fur.
If Wilted has kits/ever has kits, does anyone want a kit that is curly coated? 8o
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:22:20 GMT -5
they're so pretty ahh kitties<3
oooo yes the curly fur
i might take a curly kit owo
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Post by ☮☾ѕσяяєℓѕσυℓ☾☮ on Aug 7, 2016 19:26:29 GMT -5
Just when everything had been going well it all crashed down. The cat was still reeling over Blackpelt's death. It had been so unexpected, but StarClan had made their decision and decided that RidgeClan needed a new deputy. There was nothing that could be done about it. Blackpelt was gone. Not even StarClan could bring back a cat from the dead. Chickenstar had yet to name a new deputy. He knew he needed to, but he felt as if the time wasn't right. Not yet. He did have a few cats in mind for the new position, but he had yet to pick who would best fill the duty as deputy. The leader also had something else in mind, something that would really change the Clan, but he felt as if the change would be more than good and more than welcomed. If death was going to keep following the Clan around then Chickenstar wanted to make sure his Clan was more than ready for whatever was thrown at them. He didn't want any cracks in the ranks if peace was not going to settle upon the land. Through these thoughts something else caught Chickenstar's attention. From where he sat near his den he could clearly see the ruddy pelt of Turkeyfoot curled up by Mudfeather's den. The black and white tom felt pity stir in the pit of his chest. Turkeyfoot had been Walnutpelt's follower, but she had realized her mistake. Now she was half blind and not even half of the warrior she had once been. Chickenstar could only imagine what was going through her mind these days. To him she was still part of the Clan, a critical part of the Clan at that. He felt compelled to go over and speak with her. The tom pushed himself to his paws. Carefully he padded over and dipped his head toward the she-cat as he neared her. "Hello, Turkeyfoot," he mewed softly, offering a gentle smile. Maybe she would realize that he cared for her and wanted her to know that he still thought of her as a true RidgeClan warrior. Turkeyfoot's ears wheeled forward, seeing Chickenstar pad towards her. A pit of anxiety and dread hit her gut, making her grumble under her breath. What could the tom possibly want to talk to her about. The ruddy she-cat could only imagine him further giving evidence to her own blows at her self esteem. Turkeyfoot couldn't see why not. She stood by probably the worst leader in all of RidgeClan history and fought with her own clanmates. Plenty of reason for the new leader- and the whole clan- to despise her. Hearing Chickenstar's gentle greeting, her ears fell, pinned to her head. All of the muscles in Turkeyfoot's body tensed. She waited a few moments for any sort of negative follow up, but the kind look on the tom's face made her begin to think that that perhaps wasn't the reason he came over to her. Turkeyfoot's body eased up and she let out another breathy sigh. "H-hello, Chickenstar...Are you alright?" she meowed back, sounding more than drained. Still curled up, she ended her response with a respectful blink. Her eyes then drifted down to the ground at her side, tail flicking in her own face. She should have probably done more to greet her leader. If she had still been an apprentice, she would bet that her mentor who have given her a cuff over the ear for how distant and slighted she was being. With guilt gnawing at her for a few seconds, Turkeyfoot pushed herself up into a sitting position, giving Chickenstar a proper nod. "What business have you come to talk about?" Surely he wasn't there for small talk. |
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:27:25 GMT -5
Looook they are so cayuuuute   |
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Post by Myst on Aug 7, 2016 19:28:00 GMT -5
AHADI IS READY FOR A DEPUTY HAHAHAHA
CHILL IS TOO INNOCENT FOR ALL THIS
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:29:02 GMT -5
CURLY KITTENS
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:29:55 GMT -5
They can really look like anything, like some of these seems to have mildly pressed in noses. Curly coats can randomly pop up in any sort of litter, although kind of rare, and that is a dominant trait, so half of the offspring in each litter would have a curly coat.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:31:42 GMT -5
yes yes uwu
curled ears is like that too. can randomly pop up in any litter and is a dominant trait o:
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:33:12 GMT -5
I think it's super cool 8o
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Post by ☮☾ѕσяяєℓѕσυℓ☾☮ on Aug 7, 2016 19:33:16 GMT -5
aaww curly cats!!
they look like little sheep!
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:34:32 GMT -5
LOL! Within no time, the clan could become a curly furred clan!
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:35:34 GMT -5
yesss<33
omg a sheepkit
then ridgeclan becomes curlclan
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:40:25 GMT -5
OMG YES a Sheepkit!
Yees xD
Considering if, like Wilted has 8 kits in total, all her life, approximately 5 or so would be curly haired, and then if they had four kittens a piece, that would be 25 cats 8o
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:41:03 GMT -5
As he padded over to the she-cat he thought nothing of how his presence might cause her unnecessary anxiety. He wasn't exactly thinking of that. Instead, he was just thinking about how he could maybe make her feel better. Seeing her lay around camp was saddening to the leader, especially when he knew Turkeyfoot had once been in running for a high ranking position within the Clan. Chickenstar wanted to see that determined warrior again, not this depressed feline. Chickenstar wanted to see the ruddy female leading patrols, training apprentices, and being her old self again. He just wanted to see her happy.
Her voice brought a pang of hurt within him. She sounded lifeless more or less and hearing her like that just brought Chickenstar true sorrow. "I'm fine, Turkeyfoot, thanks for asking," he murmured. The tomcat then sat down beside the warrior, his thin tail curling over his white furred paws in a neat fashion. "I've actually wanted to see how you've been doing. I haven't been able to check up on you since the battle and for that I'm sorry. A leader should always make sure his warriors are well." There was no lie in his words as he spoke them. Chickenstar truly believed that, as leader, he should always make sure his Clanmates were fine. He knew Turkeyfoot was not okay in at least the mental aspect of things, so he wanted to check up on her. And he was curious to know how her eye was and what Mudfeather thought of it. Turkeyfoot would be sightless in that eye for the rest of her life, but he wanted to know if it caused her any pain and if so how would it be fixed. If anything he just wanted Turkeyfoot to be as comfortable as possible.
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:41:47 GMT -5
the clan slowly becomes nothing but curly kitties
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:43:22 GMT -5
xD
It's a plague
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:44:38 GMT -5
that's the new plot after the rogues.
plague of curls
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Post by Amber on Aug 7, 2016 19:46:42 GMT -5
xDD
Omg yeeeees
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:47:27 GMT -5
yessssss cB
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 19:52:19 GMT -5
be right backkkk
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Post by Myst on Aug 7, 2016 20:00:51 GMT -5
Alright I'm gonna probably work on responses now
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Post by ☮☾ѕσяяєℓѕσυℓ☾☮ on Aug 7, 2016 20:06:40 GMT -5
As he padded over to the she-cat he thought nothing of how his presence might cause her unnecessary anxiety. He wasn't exactly thinking of that. Instead, he was just thinking about how he could maybe make her feel better. Seeing her lay around camp was saddening to the leader, especially when he knew Turkeyfoot had once been in running for a high ranking position within the Clan. Chickenstar wanted to see that determined warrior again, not this depressed feline. Chickenstar wanted to see the ruddy female leading patrols, training apprentices, and being her old self again. He just wanted to see her happy. Her voice brought a pang of hurt within him. She sounded lifeless more or less and hearing her like that just brought Chickenstar true sorrow. "I'm fine, Turkeyfoot, thanks for asking," he murmured. The tomcat then sat down beside the warrior, his thin tail curling over his white furred paws in a neat fashion. "I've actually wanted to see how you've been doing. I haven't been able to check up on you since the battle and for that I'm sorry. A leader should always make sure his warriors are well." There was no lie in his words as he spoke them. Chickenstar truly believed that, as leader, he should always make sure his Clanmates were fine. He knew Turkeyfoot was not okay in at least the mental aspect of things, so he wanted to check up on her. And he was curious to know how her eye was and what Mudfeather thought of it. Turkeyfoot would be sightless in that eye for the rest of her life, but he wanted to know if it caused her any pain and if so how would it be fixed. If anything he just wanted Turkeyfoot to be as comfortable as possible. As the black and white tom moved to sit besides her, Turkeyfoot's amber eye followed his movements. Her one good eye was darting, ridden with stress. Her other was worse off, still shut tight, herb juice surrounding the inflamed eye cavity. Her injury, while not a stabbing pain as it once was, ebbed and ached constantly, causing her discomfort almost constantly. Her eye was unsalvageable but the injury still needed a lot more healing. Turkeyfoot almost wanted to rip the whole thing out. If it wasn't even useful anymore, why even have it? Turkeyfoot cracked a smile. It was a product of many things, though, and it showed. One side of it was that she was uneasy, taken aback by what Chickenstar said. Another was to try to appease the leader and hide that she was uneasy. Turkeyfoot's shoulders shook as she let out a weak, wavering laugh. Her meow started off light-hearted: "That's very good of you but you don't have to check on me..." But then it dropped into a cold tone. "I'm no warrior." Her tail curled in on itself tightly. "I don't- I really don't deserve for you to even check up on me, Chickenstar. I know that RidgeClan has tended to take care of injured outsiders..." Her nose wrinkled in disgust at her own self. "But I betrayed the clan and stood up for Walnutst- pelt. I deserve to be exiled as he was." She winced at a sudden pang from her eye. "I'm not much use to you all anyway." |
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Post by Myst on Aug 7, 2016 21:06:05 GMT -5
Chillberry? That was...quite the name. Flame had heard talk that Clan cats had weird names, but he had never heard one for himself which was odd considering his history with Clan cats. Never once had he heard a name until now. He had been told that they had weird names, but he hadn't been prepared for such an odd combination. "Chillberry," he murmured as if tasting the name, eyes narrowed in concentration as such. "An odd name. You don't look like a chill or a berry," the rogue pointed out in a slightly puzzled voice. What would spur a mother to name their kit Chillberry? Sure, it smoothly came off the tongue and had a nice ring to it, but still. Flame was confused, unsure as to what to think. Crystal would have never named him something like that. She wouldn't have looked down at him and thought of the name Flameberry or something. Not at all. Diamond wouldn't have been Diamondberry and Moon wouldn't have been Moonberry. Clan names just didn't make sense to him. Did they all have something to do with a berry? Flame wasn't sure, but he doubted that Clan cats could be original with their names. Flame pushed aside all thoughts of the tom's weird name. Right now he had to hunt, and if that squirrel was still nearby then he needed to get on it. If any other cat had been with him, especially Crystal or Ahadi, he would have already been scolded for taking too much time. One sparrow wasn't contributing to the pile of prey at all. He needed to snap himself out of his thoughts and actually do something with himself for once. Now it was time to get down to business. Flame nodded to Chillberry's comment, glad that the other tom was at least competent in thought. Maybe this Clan cat wasn't so bad...he seemed to be trustworthy and friendly, and Flame knew Chillberry had nothing to do with Diamond's death. That alone made Flame feel comfortable toward the other tomcat. He was already very much feeling a seed of friendship growing. Flame nodded. "You're right." But he was hoping for that squirrel. He knew quite a few cats in the group had a liking for squirrel over birds, so Flame was pretty determined to catch the tree dwelling animal. Chillberry, having grown up around such names, didn't think it was odd at all. In fact, this was his normal. Though he supposed that to an outsider, the names would be rather odd to hear. Two-part names were a bit odd if he really thought about it, though. They only had the names to signal change in rank, though they seemed rather... extra. Still, he didn't mind. After all, it was normal to him. So, as Flame repeated his name and followed it with a comment, the warrior couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah, I know. The first part of my name was given to me by my mother. The second half I received from a past leader to show that I'm a warrior," pausing, he took this into thought. "Although, I don't know why berry was chosen..." He hadn't asked either. He'd much liked the sound of his name once he received it. Aside from that, he had opted not to question the word of a leader, as he hadn't wanted any problems to arise. Though, he was sure the entire concept of the Clan's odd naming system was odd to the rogue before him. Some of the other warriors' names made sense, while others had ones that made just about as much sense as his did. Ah, but they weren't here to discuss clan customs. They were supposed to be hunting. A single sparrow wasn't going to provide for the tom's family, so it was important that they get to it. Though, he was sure that they would be able to bring back a sufficient amount, thus he wasn't worried. Hunting. Alright, so he'd be doing something kind of productive. He figured that once he was done helping the orange tom, he'd hunt a bit for the clan. Yes, that was a good plan. So, with a confirmation from the other, the warrior flicked his tail. "Lead the way." There had been no indication as to wear this squirrel had been, so it was vital that the other take them there. Though, on the way, he was sure that he'd stray to catch a few things. It was efficient after all, and he was confident that he'd be able to keep up without much of a problem. |
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Post by Myst on Aug 7, 2016 21:14:15 GMT -5
Wiltedpetal let a soft mrrow of amusement escape her mouth when her apprentice leapt upon her, and knocked her to the earth. "So, I am flattened and pinned down. One of the most effective and easy ways for me to get back into control is to rake at your stomach, one of the most sensitive parts of your body. So, I twist a little and bunch up my hind legs, and then I kick them with all of my force." Very gently, she used her hind legs to gently press up against his furred stomach. "Most of the time, you are quickly in control again, after that. Just make sure when you pin someone down, you immobilize their legs." She explained. Gently pushing him off of her, she continued. "I shall try with you." Carefully, she bunched herself up and pounced on him.
Cinderpaw looked down at her as she spoke, finding it a bit odd that she was talking in the middle of a lesson. Although, he supposed that this was the most efficient way to teach the move. So, he listened, nodding every now and then. Well, it seemed simple enough, so this one was likely to be easier than the first one. At the feeling of her paws on his stomach, he blinked, finding it a bit uncomfortable. Yes, this would be rather effective had claws been unsheathed. It felt odd, and he had to fight against the urge to remove himself from the situation without permission. Only moments later, he was being removed - something he appreciated - and he stood a bit to the side now as she spoke once more. "Pin their legs, got it." Then, a practice commenced as she pounced on him. So, he did as she had done, twisting his hips a bit before pressing his hind paws against her belly, though not enough to cause anything more than minor discomfort. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 21:26:43 GMT -5
blehhh i need to stop being so poofy
i did not appreciate today and i have been so spacey
let me try replying now omg
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Post by Myst on Aug 7, 2016 21:40:41 GMT -5
Shhhh take your time c:
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Post by Feathertalon on Aug 7, 2016 21:45:21 GMT -5
yeee<3
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 7, 2016 21:52:16 GMT -5
{ I like the curly kits ;-; }
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Post by Myst on Aug 7, 2016 21:53:33 GMT -5
Curly kittiessssss
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