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Post by Onyx on Feb 20, 2017 16:54:43 GMT -5
Embernight sighed softly, shuffling her paws around now that she had gotten a bit nervous. She cleared her throat before trying to return to her composure. She really worked hard not to seem like a soft she-cat, but a strong warrior, and freaking out over such small details was going to ruin her image. Sitting up straighter, she nodded. "I am still sorry for forgetting. I'll do better to remember from now on. Would you like to go patrol and tell me about the kits on the way? I'd love to know how they are."
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 20, 2017 17:05:49 GMT -5
Tinypaw snorted lightly. "If I ever become a warrior, I highly doubt they will ever give me an apprentice." She sighed heavily and stood up. The she-cat gazed down at the kits and smiled. She looked back up at Coldfire. "Do you need me to get you anything? More moss or some prey?" She needed to distract her mind.
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Post by Onyx on Feb 20, 2017 17:05:56 GMT -5
"Oh my... I hope he survives. It's good that the others are healthy. More than likely, if his siblings are lively, he will survive. That's what I've heard anyways." She stood and started walking towards the entrance so they could go out and talk while patrolling around. She was excited to be getting some time alone with him, to get closer to the cat she admired so much. Embernight really did care for him, this just happened to be a great instance to get to know him all alone.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Feb 20, 2017 17:13:37 GMT -5
"Aw don't be like that, you'll get an apprentice, you'll be the perfect mentor- come on, why don't we go and hunt a squirrel for Coldfire- that is, if you're hungry," Stormpaw added quickly, looking towards the queen for confirmation. The queen twitched her ears but nodded her consent, and the dark manx lept to his feet.
"C'mon, Tinypaw, lets go," He urged her quietly, for a moment forgetting about his sister, who stared at him an bemusement.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 20, 2017 17:36:06 GMT -5
(Might poof for an hour or two! I have a test to take.)
Tinypaw sighed and left the den. She wiggled through the tunnel and into the center of camp. She didn't say anything. She just looked over at Stormpaw and Sweetpaw with her tail touching the ground. The she-cat seemed to have lost her hyperness for a bit.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 20, 2017 20:17:48 GMT -5
(Well, I am in tears...RIP my class.)
Tinypaw sighed but nodded. She didn't say anything. She waited till Stormpaw was ready and followed after him to fetch the moss. Or a squirrel. Which ever one he decided on.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 20, 2017 21:31:43 GMT -5
(I got a 30 out of 100 on a test. This class makes me so tired...)
Tinypaw gave him a dry look. "I think other cats do. I know what I can do! I know what I can't do. I just wish others would stop seeing what I can't do and see what I can do..." She trailed off.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 20, 2017 22:15:03 GMT -5
(Intro to Logistics, Supply Chain and Management)
"Can't fight. Can't climb trees. Can't do anything other than change the moss for bedding..." She blinked. Here she was, fetching bedding for Coldfire, as she complained about only being able to do just that. She sighed.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 21, 2017 9:48:09 GMT -5
(You have no idea...)
Tinypaw gently jumped on top of the log. She laid down and looked over at Stormpaw. The orange and white she-cat purred. "Looks like we need to work on your balance. And, thanks. I just hope Blizzardwing is proud of me. I know he wasn't very excited when I became his apprentice, but I hope that he has changed his mind now."
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 21, 2017 13:48:06 GMT -5
(hey sorry I haven't been on I've been busy. What did I miss? Anything important and/or relevant to me?)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 21, 2017 14:06:00 GMT -5
(Timidrive, Duststorm, and Fieldgrass are trying to talk to the kits. Check them over and make sure they are ok. And figure out names for them.
Ravenstar is still with Nightfeather.
That's kind of it. We are all kind of stuck.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 21, 2017 14:33:03 GMT -5
(Okay)
Nightfeather dipped his head to the leader. "Very well. Anything else?" he asked, rather eager to be done with this conversation. He didn't look forward to having to interact with others, but he hoped he could manage it just of the length of the patrol. Taking out Stormpaw more often after that... that would be more of a problem.
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The kits huddled next to each other in the strange den, surrounded by unfamiliar cats. The tom remained silent as he listened to them speak, trying to understand what they were talking about, while the she-cat could see that they were talking, but had no idea what they were saying.
Crowpaw waited near the entrance, wanting to ask what had happened with the fox, and who the kits were, but not wanting to interrupt, and so he waited in silence for a lull in the conversation.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 21, 2017 14:49:52 GMT -5
Ravenstar was silent for a moment longer. He flicked his tail at Nightfeather to be dismissed. "No. Go. Run the patrol with Stormpaw." He said and glanced away. The tuxedo tom was almost instantly lost in thought.
Fieldgrass shivered uncomfortable. He turned to the kits. "So. Do you have any names?" He asked softly.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 22, 2017 14:38:17 GMT -5
Nightfeather dipped his head and padded out of the den, pausing outside to look around for Stormpaw.
The tom balked for a moment when the attention was turned to him. Then he shook his head in answer to the question. "No. We don't usually talk to o-other cats, and she couldn't hear her name... if I gave her one, or say m-m-mine, so there was never a... point in having any," he answered slowly.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 21:15:59 GMT -5
(oh god excuse my horrible roleplay skills I am so out of practice
also, I have no idea what the last page I was on was.... so I hope it's okay if I start over?)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 22, 2017 21:57:05 GMT -5
(*screams* I'M GETTING SICK!!)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 23, 2017 15:44:05 GMT -5
(I am sick...)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 23, 2017 16:06:17 GMT -5
"I can only hope so," She replied. The she-cat landed beside him from turning her head and purring. "Look! You found the moss! It the log protected it from the frost. Come on! Let's get some for Coldfire and the kits." She nuzzled the moss softly before moving to claw some of it off.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 23, 2017 16:21:08 GMT -5
Tinypaw gently pealed off a fairly large stripe. She glanced at the patch a frowned. There would probably be enough for the queen's nest but not much more. She frowned and glanced around. The world was still covered in a light frost. With any luck, they could find another patch. She turned back to Stormpaw. "We need to find another patch. This is pretty close to camp. We want this to keep growing so we can get moss quickly if we need to."
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 23, 2017 16:39:12 GMT -5
"Awesome! Don't take it all! We want it to grow back!" She called out. She rolled up the moss into a moss-ball. Tinypaw carefully picked the moss-ball up in her mouth. She padded over to Stormpaw and smiled around it.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 23, 2017 18:28:22 GMT -5
Tinypaw pranced around him before nodding. Almost instantly, the tiny she-cat took off running in the direction of camp. Frost danced from the ground as she stirred up the world around her. The orange-and-white she-cat dived under a bush and glanced back to see if she could spot Stormpaw behind her.
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