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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 16:55:36 GMT -5
 
The tom followed behind Fieldgrass feeling a bit glad they found prey at last. Hawkfeather didn't speak during the walk.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 6, 2016 17:32:19 GMT -5
(Hey, Echo! Welcome back!)
Fieldgrass bounded through the snow. It was just lightly beginning. With any luck, it would stay this way. The sandy colored tom began to pick up the pace a bit as he tried not to cough on the mouse.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 17:40:39 GMT -5
"Todway was a gweat hwunt.", said Hawkfeather as he tried to speak clearly, but it was hard since the rabbit in his mouth.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 6, 2016 17:43:56 GMT -5
Fieldgrass purred. "You thed it!" He mumbled over the mouse and eyed the rabbit. It would help the clan a lot tonight.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 17:45:37 GMT -5
"I agwee.", said the tom laughing at how they sounded silly with prey in their mouth.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 6, 2016 17:51:23 GMT -5
Fieldgrass coughed then bounded forward as he spotted the camp entrance. He squeezed in and spotted Leafblaze and Coldfire. He waved his tail at the two.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 18:00:01 GMT -5
Following Fieldgrass, the tom dropped the rabbit he caught onto the fresh-kill pile. "Nice hunt!", said Hawkfeather this time more understandable.
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Post by Lórien on Dec 6, 2016 18:00:46 GMT -5
(Could Oakwind jump into the RP with Fieldgrass and Hawkfeather?)
Leafblaze waved her tail back at the tom with a small grin, taking her eyes off of Coldfire for a few moments.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 18:08:46 GMT -5
Lórien I have Heather, Snow, Hawk, and Daryl open!)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 6, 2016 18:10:02 GMT -5
(Sure, Echo! They are just returning from a hunt.)
Fieldgrass dropped the mouse. There was Hawkfeather's rabbit and two other very small mice. It was very pitiful. But better than most during winter. The sandy tom coughed again.
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Post by Lórien on Dec 6, 2016 18:19:01 GMT -5
(Hm, now I'm conflicted. I'll just jump in with Fieldgrass and Hawkfeather, and I'll start working on another character. (If I have the time. I might have to leave soon.))
Having been observing the two toms that had padded into the camp, Oakwind decided he should go up to them and at least try to start a conversation. The tom got up from the ground, stretching his long legs before finally taking steps towards the pair. "H-hi!" He stuttered out as he faced the two toms. He wasn't the best at starting small-talk, so that was basically all Oakwind could think to say.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 18:22:38 GMT -5
Hawkfeather turned his attention to Oakwind and dipped his head and back with a smile on his face. "Hello Oakwind, how are you?", asked the warrior trying to be friendly with the tom.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 6, 2016 18:31:06 GMT -5
Fieldgrass coughed again and smiled at Oakwind. "Hi, Oakwind!" He said with a nod. He bent down and bit into the snow, hoping that it would help stop his cough.
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Post by Lórien on Dec 6, 2016 18:48:49 GMT -5
"Hello!" The tom responded to both toms, turning to Hawkfeather after a few moments. "I'm doing okay! What about you?" He meowed back, glancing at Feildgrass after he saw the tom bending down to the snow. His eyes narrowed in concern, but he chose not to say anything.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 18:59:33 GMT -5
"Great actually. I am actually glad we found some prey and it was hard actually.", told the tom sighing tiredly, but he decided to stick around to talk to Oakwind.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 6, 2016 20:18:47 GMT -5
(Sorry! Just got done playing dodge-ball!)
Fieldgrass swallowed the snow and shivered. It made his empty stomach feel like lead. Although he didn't need to cough anymore, he still felt bad. "It's pretty d-dead out there." He said slowly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 3:10:54 GMT -5
{ is there a limit of how many lines, though ? } |
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 7, 2016 16:31:34 GMT -5
(Nope! No limit, Lynx! Make it as long or short as you want. Just make sure you fill out the form.)
Brooktail glanced up, the sky was getting cloudier. She shivered as a breeze racked through the open field. "We should get going into the forest. Sweetpaw, go get your mouse."
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Post by Aphelyon on Dec 7, 2016 18:58:13 GMT -5
(Hey sorry I haven't really been on. I've been distracted by... other projects. What's up now?)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 7, 2016 19:10:57 GMT -5
(It's about to snow so Brooktail wants the partol to head in because Sweetpaw fell into a snow drift.
Fieldgrass and Hawkfeather caught a mouse and a rabbit.
Tinypaw and Stormpaw are still hunting with Blizzardwing.
That's kind of it.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Dec 7, 2016 19:13:18 GMT -5
(Ah alright.)
"Yeah, we probably should head back," Starlingflight meowed with a nod, looking up at the sky where small flakes were beginning to drift from the darkness. "And hurry too. I don't think there will be a moon out tonight and Ravenstar will be irate if it's too dark by the time we get back." Her speckles were beginning to glow in the darkness, as were the other two's- something that made them easy targets at night, and made it nearly impossible to hunt. They would gain nothing by staying out much longer.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 7, 2016 19:23:36 GMT -5
(Oh! Crowpaw has a mentor: Leafblaze. She is the medicine cat.)
Brooktail shivered as she turned to Starlingflight. She nodded. "I forgot tonight was the night of the new moon. Ravenstar will have to choose a new deputy before then." She remarked casually.
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Post by Aphelyon on Dec 7, 2016 19:32:46 GMT -5
Starlingflight nodded. "Yeah, I wonder who he'll pick," she replied, flicking her tail. Brooktail would be a good choice, she thought as she glanced at the other she-cat, but she was hardly the only good choice. It could be anyone, really.
(ye. Wanting use him but I don't have anything to do with him now lol)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 7, 2016 22:34:29 GMT -5
(Well, Fieldgrass has a cough. Crowpaw could force him to rest and eat herbs?)
Brooktail shrugged. "No idea. I hope it isn't me. I don't want to be deputy." She said and turned to lick part of her fur. She could feel the breeze creeping through her back around that area.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 7, 2016 23:37:54 GMT -5
(Hey, Sweet!)
Brooktail smiled when Sweetpaw came back but frowned at her cough. She would make sure that her apprentice ate tonight and would see Leafblaze and Crowpaw. She didn't want her getting sick.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 0:11:18 GMT -5
Beeflight stretches his jaws wide in a yawn as his eyelids rise. It was a good thing he woke up now, for soon Ravenstar would have to choose a deputy. He exits the den, brushing against some blades of grass. He pads towards the leader's den, but stops before it, so that he can see the young tree where the leader will make his announcement. With the last light fading, Beeflight's fluorescence can dimly be seen.
Silverpaw pads out from the apprentices' den, meowing to cats in greeting as she watches the light fade. Her fluorescence becomes visible as daylight gradually slips away. Her mouth waters as she realizes hunting patrols will return soon, but reminds herself prey will go first to Coldfire and Frostflower.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Dec 8, 2016 1:25:40 GMT -5
(Sorry! Had to take a shower!
That would kill poor Brooktail! She's feel so bad! XD)
brooktail nodded. "Yes. We need to hurry. I don't like the sound of that cough." She remarked and checked Sweetpaw over really quick. She seemed fine. Hopefully, she was.
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