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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 9, 2017 19:38:04 GMT -5
Yo)
"Kits aren't so bad." Currentfur mewed as he walked with his clanmates.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 9, 2017 20:09:38 GMT -5
"Kits are more of nuisance than anything else", Quickflame grumbled, rolling his eyes as he thought about the little rascals running around camp, getting under everyone's paws. Deep inside, part of him was slightly jealous of the toms that were able to have kits; he was sterile, being a tortoiseshell tom, and he would never be able to have sons or daughters of his own. He waited for Softwing to reply to Shellpaw, and was actually quite interested to see what she would have to say himself.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Apr 9, 2017 21:04:14 GMT -5
Cherrykit continues to help with the herbs, careful with each one. She finished with the aloe and started on the sage. She's careful not to hurt the herbs. She stays calm as if she already was a neo.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 9, 2017 23:35:13 GMT -5
(This weekend was really busy for me guys, sorry about that! I was proctoring district competitions for my clubs and other crazy stuff. I'm usually more active during the week, as weird as that is lol)
Softwing twitched her whiskers in amusement, her chest filling with excitement at Shellpaw's question. She could see in both her and Quickflame's eyes the usual confusion- vieled thinly by a polite curiosity.She knew her clanmates didn't understand her, but at least they weren't making fun of her as much anymore.
"Oh, well recently I've just been listening to them. My nest is so full of feathers I'm not sure where to keep them all anymore" she meowed in an animated tone, leading the group towards the shore "Although about a moon ago, Aspenfur and I went to the grasslands and caught this really brightly colored one- I think it's one of my favorites."
A purr rumbled in her throat at the memory- that had been a good trip, one of the first that rekindled her and Aspenfur's friendship. Her voice trailed off, thinking of him. Where was he now? She wished he could be on the hunting patrol with them.
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Talongrasp's eyes clouded "No.. I've heard no new word from the Ancestors. Every day I look for their signs, but they refuse to tell me more.." She rasped, her voice grave. She sat a moment, her gaze cast out towards the crawling sea.
Then, a thought seemed to strike her. Her eyes lit up, and she turned to Raggedwolf "Perhaps that is a good thing, though! If this were the start of something terrible, surely the Ancestors would have said something more recently. In fact, that makes me almost sure that this is just some odd weather phenomenon" she meowed optimistically, her faith in the goodness of the ancestors never failing. "Sharkpaw is certainly trying" she meowed, humor in her voice once more "although I can tell he feels frustrated at times."
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Sunpaw blinked at his mentor, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. A storm? But the weather seemed so fair to Sunpaw. Perhaps this was some sort of odd test...?
He scented the air, tasting it for anything unusual. "Well.. there's definitely the stale scent of cats here, but there's also something stronger.." he began, his nose wrinkling up in disgust. "What is that? It smells... really oily and gross."
That couldn't possibly be the smell of a storm, could it?
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Willowkit was momentarily rebellious "How am I so short if Vinekit is drinking the same milk as me and he's bigger than me? Are you giving him all the good leg milk?" She mewed mutinously, feeling that her mother was being quite unfair indeed. But seeing the empathy and love in Copperfeather's eyes, she quickly changed her mind.
"I'm sorry... I know you'll always give me the best stuff. I just don't know what I'm not doing right to grow like my brothers..." she mewed, neglecting to note that she was, at least, somewhat bigger than her sister.
She stared up at Dapplepelt as she approached, and before her mother could reply to the dame's request, she jumped up and puffed out her chest "It's dangerous to leave camp, Dapplepelt, my mom says so! Why don't Lionkit and I escort you, so that you get back safely?" She suggested hopefully. Maybe the dames would finally give up on that dumb rule about kits not being allowed out of camp.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 10, 2017 6:09:28 GMT -5
"Yes, I could definitely watch Lionkit for you!", Copperfeather purred, nodding her head vigorously. She knew what is was like to be a restless dame; before kitting she was always out of camp during her pregnancy, not wanting to be stuck inside the stuffy camp. Her whiskers twitched with amusement at Willowkit, and she met her kit's identical green eyes. "I promise, you'll grow up and become the most strong cat in all of camp, as long as you work hard. And if you grow bigger than your kin, or stay the same as them, or even are smaller, I would love you the same, and so will the whole clan", the dame responded seriously, nuzzling Willowkit's muzzle with side of her cheek.
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Post by ⚜ 𝒥𝒾𝓃𝓍 ⚜ on Apr 10, 2017 7:24:20 GMT -5
Vinekit padded up to his sister and nuzzled her sympathetically. He was a bit bigger than her but he was sure Willowkit would grow up to be just as big as him. The golden brown tom looked up at his mother, admiring her words. He couldn't wait till he become a Warrior. But what would he choose? Guard? Shaman? What if he wouldn't be allowed to be Shaman? Would Raggedwolf never accept him? The thought made him shiver, he wasn't sure what he'd do if that were the case. Perhaps he was just overthinking everything. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, he trotted over to Lionkit.
"Hey Lionkit, how about Willowkit, you, and I go play hide and seek while we wait for Dapplepelt to get back?" he suggested, his tail high in the air as he hoped the older tom would accept his offer.
Lionkit looked over at the young brown tom. He'd love to play Hide and Seek, he hadn't played it in so long. He remembered when he was only 2 moons old, he ran around with the much older kits trying to hide. He always managed to win because of his size, he once even hid in the Fresh-kill pile. The golden tom nodded his head in agreement, his gaze bright with excitement.
"Sure! Willowkit, do you want to play with us?" he asked, tilting his head.
Dapplepelt pressed her muzzle against the older dame's shoulder in thanks. What would she ever do without Copperfeather? She padded over to Lionkit and licked his ear. She just hoped he wouldn't act up, she couldn't imagine how bad she'd feel. Then again, she deserved a walk away from camp. She hadn't been out for other 6 moons. She had kitted late, making the Tribe and her mate worry. She had to stay in camp for 2 moons until she finally gave birth to Lionkit. Sadly, she had lost 2 beautiful newborn kits. She had yet to tell Lionkit though.
"Don't act up, my little one. I'll be hoping to get a good report from Copperfeather once I get back," she meowed, licking Lionkit's head. She waved her tail in goodbye before padding out of the camp. Before she knew it, she was racing across the sand. She couldn't help it, she hadn't had a run like this in ages.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Apr 10, 2017 9:11:09 GMT -5
Cherrykit finished with the sage and, seeing that there was no other things to do, scampers back over to her mother. "Copperfeather! I'm bored!" the red she-kit mews, running around Copperfeather faster than you can say "mouse". "Can I play with Lionkit? Does he know some good games? Do you know good games" the she-kit stops and looks up at Lionkit.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Apr 10, 2017 10:20:20 GMT -5
"Okay! Sounds good to me!" the red she-kit mews, bouncing on her paws. YAY I'M ABLE TO PLAY WITH AN OLDER KIT! she thinks to herself, but stays calm on the outside.
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 10, 2017 12:05:46 GMT -5
Willokit purred at the two dame's loving attention, and even though she was disappointed at not being able to go out, she decided it wasn't too bad being stuck in camp with them. Besides, Copperfeather told her that she'd be important to the clan no matter what, so maybe it wasn't too bad to wait for a while. She mewed a goodbye to Dappletail and turned to her denmates. Were they talking about playing a game?
At the other kits' calls, she bounced over excitedly, her tail flicking around in a frenzy "Yeah, I'd love to play! You guys will never find me- I know all the best spots to hide!" she chirped, casting a glance out into the camp "But what about Gorsekit? Is he already hiding?"
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Post by ⚜ 𝒥𝒾𝓃𝓍 ⚜ on Apr 10, 2017 12:16:22 GMT -5
Lionkit looked around for the young kit, no where to be seen. He decided that they'd find him eventually. But who would count? He always hated counting and finding, it was the worst jobs of this game. He wanted to be sneaky and show the kits his skills. But, he'd let them hide. They were new to the clan, why not let them have their moment?
"Alright guys, you go hide and I'll count," he meowed, trotting around. He wasn't always the best at seeking when he was younger, but his tracking skills have gotten a lot better since then. Especially now that he's 5 moons older.
The young tom padded over to the Nursery and hid his face so that he couldn't see them. He began to count, keeping a close ear in case any kit tried to run into the nursery.
Vinekit scattered off, looking for a good place to hide. But where? He remembered Lionkit talking to his mother about his old hiding spots as a younger kit. Perhaps he could take one of those? But what if Lionkit knows? The golden brown kit gazed around, worried that he'd get caught. Before he knew it, he was tucked in behind the fresh-kill pile. He'll never find me here!
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 10, 2017 12:22:55 GMT -5
Willowkit bounded out into the clearing, her head whipping around wildly as she searched for a good place to hide. Her little legs carried her over to the Tui's den, which was partially shaded by a large, gnarled tree. Using her size to her advantage, Willowkit squeezed her little body in between and under the roots of the tree, ducking down deep into the darkest corner. Poking her head out a bit, she spotted Vinekit using the Fresh-kill pile to his advantage. That was smart! The scents would likely disguise his smell and hide him from Lionkit's nose. Why hadn't she thought of that!
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 10, 2017 15:20:32 GMT -5
A purr rumbled in Copperfeather's throat as her kits gathered around to play with Lionkit. "Thank you for playing with the younger kits; you are an example for them to look up to, and they have great fun while doing so", she whispered to Lionkit as he passed by, dipping her head thankfully. She had no idea how she could handle all of the bored kits running around with nobody to play with.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Apr 10, 2017 17:46:46 GMT -5
"Lionkit, can I count?" Cherrykit mews suddenly. "I want to have a challenge!" She arches her back, trying to look bigger. Please say yes, please say yes, PLEASE SAY YES!!
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 10, 2017 18:25:18 GMT -5
"you got Aspenfur to go out to the grasslands?" shellpaw gawks. The tom was scared of his own shadow, not to mention the large birds she heard lived out amongst the grasslands. "That's cool though, your den must be really soft with all those feathers!"
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Sharkpaw had settled in the little grass grotto, and the roar in his ears that he had heard during his entire trip with Talongrasp seemed to quiet. There didn't seem to be a single thing wrong with the grotto- soft sand, no large pebbles or shell bits, no seaweed clustered at the shore; the walls around him had been eroded until smooth and soft, and there was a deep looking hole in the middle.
His gaze fixated on that hole and he stalked forward, without a seconds thought he pressed his head into the hole and blinked. Soft light drifted through a crack in the top and lit the tiny pool hidden within blue, and the water almost seemed empty- but there at the bottom was a stone. He pokes his head out and looked over his shoulder. Talograsp might worry that she lost sight if him, but he'd be out soon, and she always said to follow the hints and whispers.. this definitely was one of them, so he slips inside and wades to the stone in the middle of the pool.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 10, 2017 19:56:21 GMT -5
Hey)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Apr 10, 2017 21:13:58 GMT -5
((Hello, Hawk))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2017 9:59:36 GMT -5
(Anyone around/want to RP?)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Apr 11, 2017 12:22:48 GMT -5
((I'm here!))
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 11, 2017 13:33:34 GMT -5
Softwing twitched her whiskers, amused at Shellpaw's incredulous gawking at Aspenfur's adventure with her. "Apenfur is brave, it's just he overthinks things" Softwing meowed with a flick of her tail "Besides, he's never going to get any better if nobody pushes him out of his comfort zone."
It was true, she liked Aspenfur because he never judged her for her weird habits, but she also enjoyed helping him to come out of his shell. Maybe other cats just didn't see him as anything more than a nervous wreck. Weird.
"Yeah, they're really great, but I'm starting to run out of room in my nest to store them. I think I might star poking them in Aspenfur's nest too, if he'll let me." She meowed, paddind down the shore to where the tidepools sat. The water glistened within them- fewer fish than normal swam in their shallow depths. Softwing's nose wrinkled- was the tide lower than usual?
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Willowkit's tail twitched excitedly, and she focused her nerves to try and make it lie still. Lionkit still hdn't found her! Although he had completely walked past her brother- looked like hiding in the fresh kill pile had been a really good idea. She listened to Cherrykit's squeaking, her fur prickling. Had she seen her go under the tree? She wouldn't give her away... right?
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Post by ⚜ 𝒥𝒾𝓃𝓍 ⚜ on Apr 11, 2017 15:10:05 GMT -5
 Chat: Hey guys! This'll be my new layout from now on! c: )
RolePlay: Lionkit padded around camp, tasting the air for any scents of his friends. For some reason, he just couldn't pickup Vinekit. He decided to just look out for Willowkit instead. As the older kit trotted around, he could pick up a slight ting. That had to be Willowkit! He raced through the camp, follow the trail. It got stronger and stronger until he almost flew into the Fresh-Kill Pile. He skidded to a halt, breathing heavily as he looked around the pick up her scent again. But before he could do anything else, he spotted a bit of movement behind the Pile of Prey. The golden tom crouched and slowly inched around the Pile. As he gained closer, the brown kit was fully in sight. Lionkit pounced forward, playfully knocking into the younger kit.
"Got you!" he yowled. Though, he had to admit how clever Vinekit was for hiding in that spot. It hid his scent almost completely. Now, it was time to search for Willowkit.
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Post by perfectlypink♥ on Apr 11, 2017 15:28:27 GMT -5
"The water seems a bit lower than usual", Quickflame murmured, glancing at Softwing; she had the same thoughtful expression as he did. Hopefully this wouldn't last for long; this meant not as many fish, and a shortage of prey. The tom was about to express his concerns, but decided not to. He didn't want to worry his apprentice, and small things like this happened all the time. "Nothing to worry about", the guard reassured himself, licking his chest fur in a way to soothe himself. Quickflame saw a plump brown speckled fish, and focused his gaze on it, making sure not to move a muscle as to scare the prey away.
Copperfeather's whiskers twitched with amusement as Willowkit emerged from the fresh-kill pile. She heard Cherrykit, and beckoned forward the bright red ginger kit with her tail. "You can count after Lionkit has found everybody. I can help you find the best hiding spot! When he's not looking, scurry behind the nursery. He'll never find you there", the dame encouraged, licking Cherrykit's forehead with affection.
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 11, 2017 15:34:52 GMT -5
(Hey Thylacine! A few days ago I made a starter with Aspenfur and Tidepaw, since Tidepaw was on the beach and Aspenfur was heading back towards camp :3 )
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Post by faundestwishes on Apr 11, 2017 15:42:10 GMT -5
"He might think a bird had taken over your nest" Shellpaw laughs quietly. She didn't understand why the tom had become a guard, and her mother had muttered things about his nerves and the saintly patience his mentor had with him, but since Aspenfur did his duty and had never offended her, she wasn't going to speak too poorly off the skittish guard.
Following the guards gaze to the pool she tilts her head. If she jumped in there to catch a fish, she wasn't sure it'd be easy to climb back out of. "They do. That's weird." Neither guards were making it a huge issue, however, so it must not be that alarming. "Can I watch you catch a fish before I try, Quickflame?"
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Post by Cinnamon Roll on Apr 11, 2017 15:43:30 GMT -5
"...Tidepaw?" Aspenfur calls out as he passes through the grass. He was making his way back, his fish was heavy at his paws, but had spotted Softwings apprentice lounging, "What are you doing out here all alone...? Don't you know waves could sweep you up- or the gulls could swoop down- or an eagle-" he cuts his ramble short- most cats didn't think about things like that normally. "..a-ah. or is...Softwing nearby?" He tried not to seem eager- or anxious- he wasn't quite sure what he was feeling. ( @ ✨ Տեმɾ✨ for Faun ) Softwing tilted her head, curious but not alarmed. "Both the Tui and the La have been out today, so they must have seen the water. If it's a concern they'll make sure to tell us. Otherwise I don't think we should worry" she meowed to Quickflame with a shrug. She stepped back, folding her tail over her paws. She wanted to see Quickflame's technique- how did he demonstrate his skills to his apprentice? ---- Willowkit felt a pule of excitement, her fur standing straight up on end. Lionkit had found Vinekit already! It was only a matter of time, then, before he scented her. Should she try to make a run for it? She squeezed her tiny body further back under the roots, trying to hide in the shadow. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2017 15:47:04 GMT -5
Tidepaw snapped to attention, embarrassment flooding through her.
"I'm sorry Aspenfur!" she meowed, "I got caught up in my thoughts again. I like watching the gulls."
I sometimes wish I could fly like them she thought to herself.
Her ears pricked. "If you need me to go search for some herbs, or go on a patrol though, I can."
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