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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 0:03:25 GMT -5
At the voice of her younger clanmate, Scorpionheart turned around and faced Doespot. The calico she-cat was quiet for a few moments before she shrugged and said around the mouse, "Sure." After that she continued to walk to the more private area she had already been heading to. Seeing as Doespot was one of the few cats Scorpionheart wasn't bothered by, she didn't mind sharing a meal with her. In fact, Scorpionheart was more than happy to spend time with her since she had grown very fond of the scout - but she didn't need to know that. Doespot fought the urge to shuffle her paws awkwardly as Scorpionheart's gaze locked on her. Those moments stretched for far too long before her clanmate's shrug released her, and suddenly she could breathe. She took a deep breath in and released to calm herself and indeed when she settled next to Scorpionheart there remained no signs of Doespot's anxiety. That hurdle overcome she was now faced with the terrifying prospect of making conversation. Not that Doespot was terrible, she generally saw herself as skilled in that area; it was simply that all of her words dried up in her throat and refused to leave when faced with this particular cat. She settled for giving her chest fur a few careful licks before settling for light words. "What messages had to be delivered so early in the morning?" she asked, flicking her tail lightly. |
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 0:04:21 GMT -5
[ Thanks! Sorry I vanished - my cousin just got back from New York so I went to say hello c:
Would anyone care to rp? ] [ would you like to rp cedarpaw and nightpaw? ] |
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 0:13:24 GMT -5
[ that would be fantastic. Would you like to start? ]
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 0:23:04 GMT -5
[ sorry for the poof, was watching a documentary ]
Scorpionheart;;
Scorpionheart huffed as she lay down and began to nibble on the mouse. "No messages. Stonesky just wanted a few of us to check the borders, what not with all this 'prophecy' stuff going on," she muttered after swallowing a mouthful of the prey. Out of the entire clan, Scorpionheart was probably one of the few cats to not believe in the prophecy. That being said, she barely believed in StarClan or the gods either. Her ancestors had never walked in her dreams and she had seen no obvious sign of the gods existing so she wasn't one to think that all that nonsense was real. "What do you think of it all?" |
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 0:23:37 GMT -5
[ sure i don't mind starting! ]
Nightpaw stirred in his nest. It was one of those mornings when a cat couldn't quite believe they were awake. Should one's limbs feel so heavy if one was truly awake? Should the bleariness, the relaxation, of sleep lay quite so still and layer the air? A slow blink that didn't feel like his idea proved the fact he was truly conscious. It was almost disappointing, but Nightpaw faced that thought with an amused, albeit sleepy, huff. He rolled to his paws and let himself gain awareness slowly, at some point shaking his fur free of moss and then moving to a sitting position. His eyes flicked around him and those in camp. Who else would be awake at this time? Most warriors surely, or a few apprentices unfortunately assigned to dawn patrol or infused with enthusiasm and vigor for the dawn.
[ editing for reply to aphie. documentaries are my guilty pleasure haha. what was it about? ]
Doespot's ears flicked as she listened, a tic that could have pointed to hesitancy, uncertainty, or simply a sign she was listening closely. If one asked the she-cat it would have been a sign of all three. "I see," she responded, though inwardly she was doubted the effectiveness of sending out scouts. Feeling that if Scorpionheart could have the courage to express doubt with the prophecy, she could tentatively question the head of the scouts. "Surely the dawn patrol would check the borders just as easily?" she suggested. "I suppose having quick paws could be a bonus, but I don't entirely understand." She shrugged lightly as if to say, 'That's why I'm not the head!' She paused to give thought to the prophecy. She had a great deal of faith in StarClan, and the uneasiness that surrounded the medicine cats and leaders was slowly leaking into her own mind. "It worries me," she admitted. "I understand that a clan realistically cannot go forever without trial, but I can't help but wish we could. I hope StarClan speaks to us soon." She glanced at her disbelieving clanmate and mrrowed slightly. "Or we discover some other, brilliant solution."
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 0:25:11 GMT -5
[ I love watching documentaries. it was about escorts o-o ] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 0:30:47 GMT -5
screen-name: β
~πππ·π½π±π²πͺ ~β
character name: Spiderstrike
three personality traits: Loyal, brash, and harsh
other: text here
rp sample: Wrenwhisker watched as the other tabby tom sits up straight and gets his composure back. He gave a slight purr and his ears twitched listening to the songs of birds up in the sky.
"I understand Leaftumble, it's nice to just relax and not worry about the company of others," he said in a pleasant happy sigh. He looked around his surroundings and once again the camp grounds caught his sight of vision again at least until Leaftumble spoke again.
"Sometimes, and other times you have so much useful information that you're afraid to share because you're afraid that others will blow you off or they end up hating you for it," he said honestly. He did enjoy his reclusive life, but at the same time he wanted to be social and make friends but too afraid to come out of his shell.
screen-name: β
~πππ·π½π±π²πͺ ~β
character name: Rosefall
three personality traits: Intelligent, sassy, and kind
other: text here
rp sample: Dappledrose gave a small smile as the two headed to the entrance.
"Yes I did fall in love with someone, although he was a rogue and I had two choices leave my Clan and be with the one I love, or stay here to be with my Clan. I chose my Clan, I have no idea if he is still around or not." She grew misty-eyed at the thought of losing her one chance of love, but she decided that her Clan needed her and she was not one for being selfish.
"Your actions will make you stand out my dear. Whether it's kindness, bravery, intelligence, or something else you will stand out,"the dappled tortie spoke wisely.
"I promise I will tell you if I'm able to or not." She gave a soft purr as they headed closer to the entrance.
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 0:33:28 GMT -5
[ I love watching documentaries. it was about escorts o-o ] [ escorts? o3o how so?? ] |
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 0:33:38 GMT -5
@silvey accepted! let me go add you in |
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 0:35:15 GMT -5
[ Aph - was this the one on Netflix? O.o ]
Cedarpaw had always been an early riser. Something about the early morning just appealed to him - whether it be watching the sun rise and the world slowly wake or something else entirely, he hadn't quite figured it out. He bounded out into the camp and shot himself vigorously, stretching each leg in turn. The young apprentice scanned the camp, checking to see who else was awake - a scattering of warriors mostly, heading out on the early patrols, and a few sleepy apprentices. Spotting Nightpaw, the chocolate tom bounded over, unable to hide his enthusiasm. "Good morning, Nightpaw! How did you sleep?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 0:40:11 GMT -5
@silvey accepted! let me go add you in Character | Age | Location | Time Of Day{Awesome X3 I'm going to be playing a game with my boyfriend soon, I'll write up some starters later tonight or tomorrow for sure.}
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 0:40:36 GMT -5
Doespot's ears flicked as she listened, a tic that could have pointed to hesitancy, uncertainty, or simply a sign she was listening closely. If one asked the she-cat it would have been a sign of all three. "I see," she responded, though inwardly she was doubted the effectiveness of sending out scouts. Feeling that if Scorpionheart could have the courage to express doubt with the prophecy, she could tentatively question the head of the scouts. "Surely the dawn patrol would check the borders just as easily?" she suggested. "I suppose having quick paws could be a bonus, but I don't entirely understand." She shrugged lightly as if to say, ' That's why I'm not the head!' She paused to give thought to the prophecy. She had a great deal of faith in StarClan, and the uneasiness that surrounded the medicine cats and leaders was slowly leaking into her own mind. "It worries me," she admitted. "I understand that a clan realistically cannot go forever without trial, but I can't help but wish we could. I hope StarClan speaks to us soon." She glanced at her disbelieving clanmate and mrrowed slightly. "Or we discover some other, brilliant solution."
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 0:41:52 GMT -5
Dingoleap yes!
Nightsinger it just detailed their lives and the work they do, how stressful it can be. very interesting
@silvey sounds good! |
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 0:43:59 GMT -5
As if summoned by Nightpaw's thoughts, Cedarpaw arrived, easily slotting into the latter category of apprentices who were up before him. "Good morning Cedarpaw," he meowed, his words gravelly with sleep and an almost purr. "My sleep was very deep I believe, though I confess I don't remember much of it." He shrugged to convey that this was no hardship; his only problem with that kind of sleep was that it took ages to shake. "How did you sleep, Cedarpaw? Well I hope with that much energy to share," he teased, though his statement was broken with a yawn.
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 0:45:31 GMT -5
[ I saw it the other day in the 'recently added' section. There are some weird things on Netflix. Was it interesting? ]
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 0:53:36 GMT -5
As if summoned by Nightpaw's thoughts, Cedarpaw arrived, easily slotting into the latter category of apprentices who were up before him. "Good morning Cedarpaw," he meowed, his words gravelly with sleep and an almost purr. "My sleep was very deep I believe, though I confess I don't remember much of it." He shrugged to convey that this was no hardship; his only problem with that kind of sleep was that it took ages to shake. "How did you sleep, Cedarpaw? Well I hope with that much energy to share," he teased, though his statement was broken with a yawn. |
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 0:57:34 GMT -5
[ β πππ πππππ-πππππ ] Doespot laughed even as she groaned inwardly. As if she needed one more reason to stare at her beautiful clanmate and her admittedly glossy coat! Her eyes were dragged to Scorpionheart's pelt through no command of her own, though she played it off with, "I agree," and a laugh. "I'm sure the kits wouldn't mind a delayed bedtime with no need to wake up in the mornings." And it would allow for stargazing without regrets in the morning - though Doespot refused to continue that thought with who she would spend that time with. She was honest with herself, but that was drawing the line. She admired Scorpionheart's diplomatic nod - one might even think she was okay with believing in StarClan and the gods. She had to laugh though. "Of course you do Scorpionheart," she purred, though her fondness and amusement shone through her eyes and helped to soften what might be otherwise degrading words. "Personally, I think you should get right on it. With your mind on the task I'm sure something would arise in no time." She nudged her clanmate softly, then licked her paw and drew it behind her ear. Embarassed? Maybe a little, bit she was more proud of her courage to admit to liking the she-cat... even if as a friend. |
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 1:08:00 GMT -5
"Well, I'm glad you slept well, even if you don't remember it!" Cedarpaw beamed. "I slept all right. I'm feeling quite refreshed. I think I fell asleep within moments of curling up! " He rolled each of his limbs again, trying to shake the last of the stiffness from his muscles. Training to be a scout was somewhat exhausting at times - his legs felt like he'd run all the way to the Great Arch and back. Such a deep sleep was greatly appreciated, especially when one woke up so refreshed. He' was increasingly grateful for his ability to recover from such a strenuous run - if he was going to become a fully fledged scout, he couldn't afford to wake up tired. "Have you been assigned to any duties today, Nightpaw?"
Nightpaw had half a mind to be exhausted by Cedarpaw. Wasn't it tiring to be so energetic? But mostly the tom was charmed and tried his best to be cheerful right back, even if he felt far less exuberant. "I'm very glad to hear you slept well," he replied honestly. "If you have any tricks to falling asleep so quickly, please feel free to share! That is certainly an area of improvement for me." He eyed Cedarpaw stretching and remembered that he had sat up to see who else was awake, yes, but also to clean his fur as it felt - and looked - rather matted at the moment. "I'm not sure what I'm doing today," he admitted, "though learning some more combat and defensive moves wouldn't be out of the question." He wouldn't mind that day either, or doing group exercises as a team. It was fortunate he was so flexible considering Blackfoot was the final decider of what they would be doing. |
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 1:13:20 GMT -5
[ Dingoleap it was alright, not quite the best but still good. unnecessarily explicit, though ]
Nightsinger
Scorpionheart purred as she finished up the mouse, gently batting the remains away when she was done. "Ah, yes, but I have so many things to do aside from saving the clan and putting an end to the prophecy," she said with a small laugh as she stretched out. "For example, napping. Very important, you know; our ancestors might visit me. Now, does that mean I should be sleeping all the time? I think so." Even though she had just gotten back from surveying pretty much half of the territory, Scorpionheart actually felt pretty awake. A nap was always welcome, though. |
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 1:16:39 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know about tips and tricks, but it certainly helps to spend your days rushing around the entire territory. Sometimes it feels like Mousestep is deliberately sending me on the longest routes he can think of." Cedarpaw settled on the stony ground, scanning the camp to check if his mentor was awake yet, but there was no sign of the pale tom. Maybe he went out on an early patrol... The young tom shrugged mentally. His mentor would appear when he was good and ready. "Defence moves sound interesting," he meowed. "I haven't learned many battle moves yet - I've been focussing manly on memorising the most obscure routes of the territory and building up my stamina."
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 1:25:40 GMT -5
Nightsinger
Scorpionheart purred as she finished up the mouse, gently batting the remains away when she was done. "Ah, yes, but I have so many things to do aside from saving the clan and putting an end to the prophecy," she said with a small laugh as she stretched out. "For example, napping. Very important, you know; our ancestors might visit me. Now, does that mean I should be sleeping all the time? I think so." Even though she had just gotten back from surveying pretty much half of the territory, Scorpionheart actually felt pretty awake. A nap was always welcome, though.[ β πππ πππππ-πππππ ] Doespot felt a rush of relief as her words, which had sounded so bold, were met with a laugh and teasing. "Your priorities seem to be in the right place," she agreed with a mrrow. "Best not to forget eating; you need to keep your strength up with that kind of regimen." Somehow she managed not to offer her own company with whatever she chose to do. She twisted around to clean her pelt in preparation for her own tasks. She wasn't sure what messages she would be carrying or what lands she would be exploring, but she did feel a small level of excitement for facing the day. Still, she enjoyed these softer times with her clanmates as well, with the drowsy clan and nothing more to do than look forward to a simple day of routine. Especially with the prophecy threatening to endanger all of that. |
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 1:34:12 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know about tips and tricks, but it certainly helps to spend your days rushing around the entire territory. Sometimes it feels like Mousestep is deliberately sending me on the longest routes he can think of." Cedarpaw settled on the stony ground, scanning the camp to check if his mentor was awake yet, but there was no sign of the pale tom. Maybe he went out on an early patrol... The young tom shrugged mentally. His mentor would appear when he was good and ready. "Defence moves sound interesting," he meowed. "I haven't learned many battle moves yet - I've been focussing manly on memorising the most obscure routes of the territory and building up my stamina." Nightpaw, more awake now, managed a mrrow rather than only a purr. It would seem mentors of all classes shared some default traits: like tasks that seemed pointless, or mirrored what they had learned and how. Nightpaw wouldn't go so far as to say he thought Blackfoot and Mousestep and others to be wrong or wasting his time - but he certainly sympathized with Cedarpaw. "I'm not sure I could manage all that running around," he admitted. " I'm sure I could learn, but I don't think I want to! I'm pretty happy where I am. And I certainly won't fault you for learning how to be a scout rather than learning defensive moves!" He shook his head as if banishing such unkind thoughts. "If you wanted," he started hesitantly, then forged forwards, "I could show you some moves, at some point. And it could prove I know what I have learned too. No pressure though!" |
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 2:37:58 GMT -5
[ sorry for disappearing! Had to walk my dog! ]
"I enjoy it, really." Cedarpaw purred. "Sure, it's a lot of physical exercise, but it's an important job, and I love the freedom of it." It was true - over the past moon, he'd come to love the steady beat of his paws against the ground and the feeling of the wind in his fur. It was, in a way, the ultimate freedom. Nothing but himself and the open trail. "I'd really appreciate it if you'd show me sometime,' he added thoughtfully. "It's tough being small, sometimes. I'd like to know how to defend myself, in case I was attacked," he lowered his voice. "I've noticed there's something going on. the older cats all seem quite worried..." he trailed off, uncertain.
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Nightsinger
The Escapist on wcf || she/her/hers
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Post by Nightsinger on Jan 14, 2017 2:55:57 GMT -5
[ sorry for disappearing! Had to walk my dog! ]
"I enjoy it, really." Cedarpaw purred. "Sure, it's a lot of physical exercise, but it's an important job, and I love the freedom of it." It was true - over the past moon, he'd come to love the steady beat of his paws against the ground and the feeling of the wind in his fur. It was, in a way, the ultimate freedom. Nothing but himself and the open trail. "I'd really appreciate it if you'd show me sometime,' he added thoughtfully. "It's tough being small, sometimes. I'd like to know how to defend myself, in case I was attacked," he lowered his voice. "I've noticed there's something going on. the older cats all seem quite worried..." he trailed off, uncertain. [ no problem! im working on something for school, though i think im gonna go to bed here. so i'll see you tomorrow! feel free to unfreeze cedarpaw :) ] Nightpaw nodded. Many scouts stated they loved their freedom and if Cedarpaw agreed, then he was doing the right thing for him. He felt a buzz of warmth rush through him. Cedarpaw wanted to be taught, Nightpaw could show him all he was learning, and that was thrilling and even a little flattering. Still, it was a lot of trust, so Nightpaw quickly reminded himself to take this seriously. He would certainly have to check with Blackfoot about the best moves to show a beginner, and a small cat. Not that Nightpaw was huge by any means, considering his young age, but he felt broader and had more muscle from 2 extra moons of apprenticeship learning how to fight. "I've noticed that too," he murmured, his voice lowering instinctually. "Do you think Grousestar will make an announcement soon?" |
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Post by Dingoleap on Jan 14, 2017 3:04:02 GMT -5
[ no worries, I'll catch you later, then! Good luck! ]
Cedarpaw shifted, uncertain if it was something they were supposed to be discussing. Noting that very few other cats were awake, and none of them were near their nests, he turned back to Nightpaw. "I really hope so. It's really hard to practice scouting when our mentors are avoiding going off-trail as much as possible. I think they're worried that we'll stumble onto something unexpected. I'd certainly feel better if there was some sort of announcement, or even a message from StarClan, or the gods..." The young cat shuddered.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 3:48:09 GMT -5
Spiderstrike | 22 Moons | ValleyClan Camp | AfternoonSpiderstrike looked around the bustling camp to try and find another comrade to either protect or to fight with. Although he knew he had a job to do he mostly wanted to relax and take a load off, but no he was loyal to his Clan. He had to be ready for anything. If he made one little false move he was afraid his Clan would be done for. All of it would be his fault. Although today seemed peaceful, birds were chirping, no storm clouds on there way. He gave a sigh his lungs now filled with fresh air, he then scolded himself for standing around, aloof. He padded his way looking for anyone to guard or just talk too.
Rosefall | 30 Moons | ValleyClan Nursery | Afternoon
Rosefall looked at the other Queen's around her and gave a light purr of mews of kittens and the scent of milk filled the air. She was tired, she's been tired for a while. It seems the negative thoughts never left tortoiseshell she-cat's mind, instead they plagued it with horrible thoughts. The sassy she-cat then pushed them away, she was not going to make all of this mind drama make things about her. She was happy here and that's all that mattered. She then eyed the other queen's again and purred. She wanted to talk to them but then again she has been moody and relatively sassy lately. She then thought it may be for the best to just keep quiet unless one of them wanted to talk to her.
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 12:57:25 GMT -5
hey guys, sorry for not being on sooner. I had a few things I needed to get done this morning
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 13:10:36 GMT -5
Scorpionheart;; (Nightsinger)
The pretty young scout let out a short burst of laughter and rolled over onto her side, quite enjoying Doespot's company. "Ah, yes. I need lots and lots of food to be able to sleep so much. Crowfoot really needs to get on that," Scorpionheart purred. After a few moments of somewhat comfortable silence, she stood back up and arched her back. "I guess that I could take a day off of my serious sleeping schedule to help out a young'un like you traverse the territory."
Bearpelt;; (@silvey; please keep in mind that Spiderstrike is Sandclaw's mate and the father to her kits, as well as the fact that it's morning)
It had been a long night for Bearpelt since he had foolishly elected to take the night watch with Redclaw and Palefur, but he didn't mind all that much. Idle paws made for vain pursuits so the leader's son was always willing to work. At the beginning of his time as a guard cats had been afraid of him, or rather afraid to tell him what to do, because of his relationship with Grousestar but they quickly learned he was just like the rest of them. Shaking his mind free of thoughts as soft sunlight began to stream into the caverns, Bearpelt stood up and stretched out, letting his muscles relax for the first time all night. Looking around for someone to take his spot, he quickly found the young warrior Spiderstrike. After calling out to the young tom he padded over and flicked his ears in greeting. "Good morning."
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Post by wildsongπ§ on Jan 14, 2017 13:27:34 GMT -5
o i'm here
@ anyone who wants to rp foxtuft is open, and so is crowfoot but she'll probably abandon you rip ))
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Jan 14, 2017 13:44:43 GMT -5
I have Tigerblossom and Jaytail open ;o |
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