Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Dec 7, 2016 13:06:04 GMT -5
( Icefang 🍁Searipple101🍁 Thank you so much x) Smokepelt didn't notice Lizardpaw's annoyance as he was to time consumed by his current conversation with Dewstreak. He slowly nodded and spoke up "I believe that Icefang has a lot to learn... but that being said I believe that Stormstar made a good decision. Whether that was the right decision-" he paused, searching for the correct words to use "we will just have to wait and find out" deciding to carry on with the subject Smokepelt added "but my pelt was ruffled when he went straight to his nest after the ceremony... I mean he should have stayed out longer, but maybe that is just my opinion." Smokepelt finished speaking and, whilst smiling, said in a low voice "by the way... I think that you would have made a fantastic deputy flicking her shoulder with his tail, Smokepelt waited for Dewstreak to answer him. |
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 7, 2016 15:43:07 GMT -5
No problem! You don't have to thank me :3)
Dewstreak nodded agreement at his comment of Icefang going to his nest. "Yes, you would have thought he'd stay out longer, but perhaps he was simply tired. After all, a ceremony like that can take a lot out of a cat. Plus, he will need his rest for his duties and such." She smiled back as he confirmed her thoughts. "I would have loved to have been deputy, but I guess it wasn't meant to be that way. However, I can still do my part as a senior warrior." Her gaze traveled down to Lizardpaw. "Any idea what's got your apprentice's tail in a twist?" she asked the darker furred warrior, keeping her eyes on the younger tom, whose tail flicked. He was looking around camp but was obviously irritated about something. "Think it's Icefang being made deputy?" Her mew was skeptical.
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Post by вєвє on Dec 9, 2016 13:13:41 GMT -5
Moonpaw ||8 moons || She cat || Med cat apprentice|| Koi
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||Moonpaw is a pristine black shecat with darker cloud shape patterns in her pelt she has a long fluffy tail and big ears that look like a lynx with the fluff on top also she is blind with pure blue eyes. But there is something even more extraordinary about this shecat, She has a very sensitive nose due to her no sight, she could track a scent for miles and never lose it.|| But she has a fire tongue, as an apprentice she was made fun of for being blind by alot of the warriors.|| Having been born in the clan she was the only kit in the well known Nightgaze, a powerful and beautiful shecat warrior who sadly died from an infection soon after the birth of her sickly shekit her father is unknown to anyone.||
||Stormpaw||10 moons|| Tom || Apprentice || Koi||
||A rather large tom with long, muscular legs. He has short blue-gray fur with these random white markings throughout his fur. His tail is long and fluffier than the rest of his body. The white markings that are lurking throughout his fur vary in different sizes. His chest is fluffier, about as fluffy as his tail. His eyes are a blazing amber color with little blue flecks. || Stormpaw is an out-going tom cat who enjoys being around others. He's a very talkative tom cat who tends to always have something to say. Then again, he's known as a flirt to. He usually flirts with most she-cats his age or around his age. However, he can be a very sweet and caring tom. He enjoys being around kits and elders for various reasons. Elders because he likes to hear stories, and kits because they usually make him laugh. || Born and raised in the clan ||
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 9, 2016 14:07:26 GMT -5
Lizardpaw was more than pleased. At the words of him passing, his face and eyes lit up. "Yes!" he said joyfully, almost loud enough to be a yell. Of course, he composed himself right after, trying to be the noble warrior he wanted to be. "I'll work on my fishing for sure," the tabby tom promised, but inside, he really didn't want to have to go back to the water. Water was the one thing he hated. But, fo course, he did not show that and instead puffed out his chest proudly. "I'm going to go tell the others." With that, he was padding off, tail and head held high.
Dewstreak let out a little meow of laughter. "So, it was assessment results that had his tail in a twist. I'm glad he did well, and he seems pretty happy about it, too." It was rather cute to see the 'tough' apprentice act like a little kit still at times. He was fairly young yet, so it was bound to happen. "Sometimes I wish I still had an apprentice."
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Post by вєвє on Dec 9, 2016 18:56:11 GMT -5
Hey I'm at work I'll be on later I did not join and leave.)
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Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Dec 11, 2016 12:03:18 GMT -5
( вєвє Thanks for joining, but you need to go to the joining page and fill out the provided form. Sorry for any inconvenience)
( 🍁Searipple101🍁) Smokepelt purred in response "Yes, it's nice to see him still having fun, despite being the most composed apprentice" he shifted his paws and gave his chest a few licks before adding "I'm sure that once we get new apprentices you'll be given one. Stormstar knows that you're a great mentor" he flicked her muzzle with his tail and smiled. Getting his paws, he guestured over to the fresh kill pile with his whiskers and asked "do you want to share some kill before we head off into the Warriors den?" |
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 11, 2016 15:11:41 GMT -5
"Sure, I could go for a nice, plump mouse right now," Dewstreak replied with a small smile. Happily, she padded over to the pile with Smokepelt. It was a bit of digging, but she found the mouse she'd been looking for - plump and still fresh. She plucked it out with a claw hooked in its pelt. "What do you think you're in the mod for?" the gray tabby inquired, the mouse now dangling from her paw. "And if you don't mind it, could we eat at the roots of the oak?" It was her favorite place to eat, being surrounded by her clan and having the mighty branches above her. It simply felt peaceful to the she-cat.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 11, 2016 19:23:27 GMT -5
Dewstreak followed happily, after changing her mouse's location from her claw to her jaws. She glanced at the roots but decided to simply crouch in front of him to eat. She didn't mind having her back to the clan, and it would be easier to converse with the warrior between bites this way, anyway. Dropping the mouse, she settled into her little spot, out in the open. "So, do you happen to have any gossip?" she inquired before taking a juicy bite of her mouse. The she-cat wasn't usually one for gossiping, but it did come in handy as a conversation topic once and a while, like now. Besides, it was good to know what was happening among the clan cats.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 12, 2016 16:08:24 GMT -5
"I don't know," Dewstreak replied, picking up on his playfulness and adding to it herself. "I have been known to be quite the rebel, so I might just blab it all to everyone." One knew she was joking with that statement alone. The she-cat was never the rebel type, always followed orders, and was usually very serious. It added to the humor of the situation. However, she played along, but was also rather interested in what he had to say, as well. "This one time, I promise not to say anything." Her blue gaze stared straight at him with both excitement and playful joy dancing around within her eyes. "Please?"
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 16, 2016 19:07:56 GMT -5
Dewstreak gave an exaggerated, obviously fake, gasp. "No!" she meowed in a playfully sarcastic manner then leaned closer. "Who is it then? I know you know, so tell me." Her eyes sparked with amusement. What he told her really wasn't gossip, not the typical variety, as she'd noticed the same thing. But, the she-cat sure was enjoying herself, goofing with her friend. Taking a bite of the mouse which she'd chosen, she 'eagerly' awaited his answer.
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Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Dec 19, 2016 13:13:47 GMT -5
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 19, 2016 15:06:34 GMT -5
Sorry, I wasn't feeling up to RP for a while, but I'm good now)
Dewstreak's jaws parted in disbelief but soon came back together to form a kitty grin. "That's no fair!" she meowed rather loudly, just enjoying her time with her friend. She sat up, lifted a paw, and then cuffed him over the ear. "You can't just tell me such a thing and then not who it's all about." Her tail twitched but more in playful irritation. "You're so mean," the she-cat teased then crouched down again and took another bite of her mouse.
She began to wonder if he would ever like her, have a crush on her. She had had hers for a while now, but she was very good at hiding it. No way could he know abotu her feelings. besides, she knew he wouldn't want to get into that anyway after Lighteningpad's death. The gray she-cat could respect that, respect his space and his feelings. Either way, she was happy to be lucky enough to have the tom as a good friend. If she couldn't take him any other way, she'd be grateful to StarClan for having him the way he was - her best friend and clanmate.
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Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Dec 19, 2016 16:24:34 GMT -5
( 🍁Searipple101🍁 That's ok, I'm glad that you're back x) Smokepelt, playfully, flicked Dewstreak's ear with his tail. He decided to tell her the 'truth' "I've been told that he gold a special place for you in his heart" he burst out laughing, and it felt great; to be happy after such a long period of depression. Smiling he shifted closer to Dewstreak and whispered "Although I'm not so sure if I'm happy about that" Looking away, Smokepelt felt his fur start to nervously bristle. He fought hard to lay it flat once more and forced himself to turn back to his friend, still avoiding her gaze. Shuffling slightly, he let his thought wander to when be had first become friends with Dewstreak. It had been around the same time as he and Lightningpad had started playing together as Warriors. He sighed as he remembered his late mate, but felt happy not saddened. He felt as if that chapter of his life had come to a close and that he would finally be able to move on with his life. ( 🍁Searipple101🍁 just wondering, because I can't quite remember. Was Dewstreak Clan born or came as a loner/rouge. Also if she was a loner/rouge how old was she when she joined the clan?) |
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 19, 2016 16:50:31 GMT -5
She was clan born)
Dewstreak's eyes widened a bit, but she laughed with him. The she-cat felt her ears start to grow hot, not so sure if this was all a joke anymore. Was it possible Stormstar had a crush on her? She greatly respected her leader, but that was all he felt towards the tom - respect and nothing more.
Heat rose to her ear tips more at Smokepelt's last words. Was that a joke? Or was he...actually serious? Her laughter died down, and she hid her true thoughts. However, if noticed, her nervously flicking tail could give something away. "That's a good one, but next time, tell me some real gossip, would you? I like to know what's going on inside the clan," she teased and shifted a bit on her paws. With that, the tabby finished off her mouse, then sat up with a sigh of contempt. "That was quite a good meal," she mewed. All the while, her mind swirled like a churning river.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 19, 2016 17:10:29 GMT -5
Dewstreak watched him go, his words ringing in her ears, echoing like a yowl off cave walls. I'll tell you something true. Was what he said false then? It sent relief to her thinking that Stormstar was not the one who had a crush on her, if anyone did. But that was also the problem. If no one did, then Smokepelt didn't feel anything towards her like that either. The thoughts still swirled in her mind, but the torrent had calmed to more of a lazy stream.
As he walked and fumbled, she held in a tiny laugh which had been on the verge of almost bursting out. She did not find him stupid int he slightest. rather, she found him very cute just then. Maybe...maybe that hinted that there may just be something there after all? She hoped so. However, now, she was alone, and not sure what to do. Perhaps she would talk to Stormstar and see if anything needed down around camp, or if a patrol was needed. Either way, she thought it best to leave Smokepelt to his own thoughts and devices now.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 19, 2016 18:26:09 GMT -5
A small wave of relief washed over Dewstreak as Stormstar came to her. She had feared he may have been asleep, so asking for an assignment would be out of the question. Thankfully, he offered her something to do. While guard duty might not have been the best thing currently, giving her so much time to be alone with her thoughts, it may be just want she needed. She bowed her striped head respectively to her leader and replied, "That's perfectly fine. I will go right away." She turned and padded off but paused to tell him over her shoulder, "Have a nice night." Then, she padded away to the entrance and out of it where she chose a little spot to sit and wait for the next cat to take her shift over. Tail curled around her paws, she gazed up at the stars above who were just beginning to show faintly in the darkening sky. What did StarClan think about everything that was happening?
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Rainbow
Darktalon
Hufflepuff// Bi// Male// 20// I Joined the old forums: 08 April 2016
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Post by Darktalon on Dec 19, 2016 23:31:18 GMT -5
Stormstar | Camp Clearing
Stormstar mewed quietly to signify that he had heard her. Turning away, silently, and, instead of going back to his nest, he walked over to the warriors den and ducked his head a little way inside. He softly called out to his father to come and join him in the moonlit clearing that was their camp. After a few seconds his father's head appeared in frount of him and Stormstar had to take quick paces backwards in order to avoid being walked into.
Smokepelt | Camp Clearing
Smokepelt was irritated by now, all plesent memories of sharing kill with Dewstreak forgotten for now. "What is it Stormstar, it's extremely late and I need some sleep!" he snapped. Smokepelt gave a few long licka of his chest after realising that he was being a little too rude to his leader, even if it was his son. Looking back up at Stormstar, he saw a glint of amusement in his son's eyes and that lessened his now nervous Stature. His curiosity grew and he took a few steps towards his leader, wondering what thislate night conversation would be about.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 20, 2016 1:27:28 GMT -5
Swiftflight, not much of one to sleep at night, was actually still out in the camp, awake and watching the stars. However, when he heard Stormstar and Smokepelt, he turned his head, listening to them instead. His midnight black pelt blended in perfectly to his low light surroundings. Only his forepaws would stick out, but where he sat, they were hidden by plants. Residing at the edge of camp, he pricked his ears. The tom couldn't help but listen since his attention was grabbed away from StarClan above.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 20, 2016 9:19:07 GMT -5
Swiftflight's eyes widened at the words he overheard. He ducked lower into cover to think. Did Stomstar really just tell his father, as a leader, that he couldn't have another mate in his lifetime? That was huge! It was quite wrong, he thought. A leader, in his opinion, had not right to tell a cat who he couldn't be mates with. In fact, no cat could tell another that, unless it dealt with medicine cats and the Warrior Code. But this, this did not. The black tom stared at the ground, his own mind racing as he crouched in cover.
Dewstreak's gaze was torn form the stars at the cat who dashed past her. She quickly noticed it was Smokepelt, and that something had to be wrong. It couldn't be their conversation before, could it? No. Something else must have made him run off. Without even thinking, she took off after him, more concerned about where he'd go and the dangers that lurked in the darkness of night rather than what was wrong. Emotions and thoughts were something, but she valued a clanmate's safety over that. Alone, he was vulnerable, so she dashed along behind him, keeping on his tail. "Smokepelt! Smokepelt, what's wrong?" she called out to him, hoping the dusky tom would stop before they got too far from camp.
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Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Dec 21, 2016 10:58:25 GMT -5
Dewstreak's steps slowed for a moment, her pace faltering. What did he mean he couldn't do this? Was he being kicked out of the clan for some reason? The thought drove her, pushed her in that instant to go faster. Her name was Dewstreak for a reason. Time to show that reason. Taking her muscles to the limit, the she-cat raced harder, pushed harder, breathed harder. Slowly, ground was being gained on the dusky tom. "Smoke...pelt! Stop!" Words were difficult to form and speak while running so rapidly. Each breath had to be dedicated to her muscles.
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