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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 27, 2017 20:22:33 GMT -5
Owlmoon looked at the stranger. "I was the one who knocked over the hive. It was my fault." She decided to add a, "Thank you for rescuing me."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 27, 2017 20:25:36 GMT -5
Specter chuckled. "It's okay," she responded, getting onto the shore next to the stranger, "at least it was a good time... kind of."
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on Apr 27, 2017 20:56:36 GMT -5
Oh my gosh, I just spent a while on a quick doodle of blackmask and I love it)
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on Apr 27, 2017 21:24:38 GMT -5
The tom stopped suddenly, and turned around to the stranger. Instantly realizing there was a trespassing cat on the territory, his fur puffed up and he quickly switched from friendly to hostile. "Who are you anyways? For all we know, you could be stealing prey- or plotting something totally evil.." he growled,flexing his claws.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 27, 2017 21:36:36 GMT -5
Elmheart, who had been to far away to help Owlmoon, but was now close enough to the group stepped between the stranger and Blackmask. "Wooh, Blackmask. Take it easy. She just saved your clanmate, be a little grateful before you draw your claws." His fur was wet and plastered to his fur, so you could tell that he wasn't even a bit worried. "Ask her, nicely, why she was on TimeClan territory."
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on Apr 27, 2017 21:51:11 GMT -5
He grumbled before hesitantly pulling back his claws. "Apologies.." he mumbled, but any cat could tell he was very unsure. "But my question still stands. Who are you, and why have you decided to trespass?" Blackmask said, tail still swishing steadily back and forth.
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on Apr 27, 2017 21:53:05 GMT -5
(Oops gotta poof)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 27, 2017 21:54:10 GMT -5
(Bye! I'll wait for the others.)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 27, 2017 21:56:33 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur Mosswing looked at her apprentice, giving a nod. "Yes, we are heading back to camp. And don't be so sad," she muttered, walking past her a second she began to lead the way. "We can do a bit of night hunting." Brokenpaw smiled, giving a little bounce. "Oh okay, thank you!" She purred softly, staring at her mentor. (Timeskip to camp?) "Oh, okay then," said Mistpaw with a smile, nodding. Hickoryfoot followed after Mosswing, Mistpaw follow after as well. She looked back at Brokenpaw and her small smile turned into a grin. "Come on. Let's show Mosswing and Mistpaw that we can catch more prey than them before we get back to camp."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 27, 2017 22:10:00 GMT -5
He grumbled before hesitantly pulling back his claws. "Apologies.." he mumbled, but any cat could tell he was very unsure. "But my question still stands. Who are you, and why have you decided to trespass?" Blackmask said, tail still swishing steadily back and forth. "I haven't done anything wrong." Specter shrugged. "I occasionally wander through as a shortcut to other places... and I'm not breaking any of your rules while I'm here." She whipped her head from looking at Blackmask to Elmheart. "I was still helping with... uh, outrunning bees." She flicked her tail at Owlmoon. "I even saved them."
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Post by broken on Apr 28, 2017 14:35:26 GMT -5
(Yeah that's fine, mintedstar/fur ! Is the other group with Hickoryfoot and Brokenpaw still hunting or also going back?) Mosswing padded into camp, glancing around, spotting a few of the other cats were either hunting or working on the camp. She smiled some, shaking out her pelt as he headed toward the warriors den. -- lime(I'm just going to throw him out there again so you're not all alone) After a few minutes, Rainflight came out of the medicine cat den, heading for the fresh kill pile. He chose a small mouse and eyed the cats, eventually seeing his apprentice all alone by the apprentices den. The tom slowly headed over. "Snailpaw! Are none of the other apprentices back yet?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 14:59:12 GMT -5
Snailpaw looked up, chewing a mouthful of vole. "Nope" She mumbled, her mouth still full of food.
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Post by broken on Apr 28, 2017 15:31:11 GMT -5
Rainflight set his piece of prey down, settling down in front of her. "Well, if you don't mind, I can keep you some company until they return. If you don't want to, I understand not every apprentice wants to hang out with their mentor," he meowed, chuckling softly.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 15:42:20 GMT -5
She swallowed her mouthful, dragging her tongue around her whiskers to get the last bits off. "I don't mind!" Snailpaw mewed, flicking her tail. The fact that Rainflight said not every apprentice wants to hang out with their member made a question pop up in the young she-cat's mind. "Say, why did you want to be a medicine cat?" Her vole was almost finished now as she took one last bite, relishing the taste.
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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 28, 2017 15:44:34 GMT -5
Owlmoon shot Blackmask an angry look. "She saved me, and was obviously here doing nothing wrong!" She put her tail around the newcomer's shoulders. "What is your name?"
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 28, 2017 15:50:28 GMT -5
Specter flinched as the stranger put their tail around her shoulders. "I'm Specter, nice to meet you." She paused, glaring at Blackmask. "Most of you." She turned back to looking at the cat she just saved. "What's your name? I didn't just save you for glory." I saved you because I don't like to see others die in general.
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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 28, 2017 15:53:28 GMT -5
Owlmoon smiled. "I'm Owlmoon of TimeClan." She shuffled her paws. "If you want, maybe the Clan leader will let you share a meal with us in thanks."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 28, 2017 15:59:37 GMT -5
"Thaaat's what your group is called!" Specter voiced her realization aloud. "I wouldn't mind a meal. So long as your leader is nice enough, all of that running has me famished." She turned her head to look at Elmheart. "And what's your name? The bees would've gotten us without your quick thinking."
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Post by Owlmoon on Apr 28, 2017 16:05:23 GMT -5
Owlmoon smiled. "Yes. That's Elmheart." She pointed with her tail to the tom.
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Post by broken on Apr 28, 2017 16:10:37 GMT -5
She swallowed her mouthful, dragging her tongue around her whiskers to get the last bits off. "I don't mind!" Snailpaw mewed, flicking her tail. The fact that Rainflight said not every apprentice wants to hang out with their member made a question pop up in the young she-cat's mind. "Say, why did you want to be a medicine cat?" Her vole was almost finished now as she took one last bite, relishing the taste. Rainflight took a bite of his food, chewing and quickly swallowing as he thought about how to put his answer to words. "Well at first, I was actually training to be a warrior. It wasn't until a battle with a few of the rouges that I decided to become a medicine cat," he meowed, looking over at her. "I just felt like fighting wasn't my thing and I realized there was another way to help the Clan besides fighting." The tom shrugged, continuing to take another bite. "I guess you had the same reasoning?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 16:14:36 GMT -5
Snailpaw sniffed, shrugging. "I think I always just thought being a medicine cat was more interesting than being a warrior?" She'd always just never been that into the idea of fighting, even if it were alongside her litter-mates.
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Post by broken on Apr 28, 2017 16:49:44 GMT -5
Rainflight grinned, wrapping his tail around his paws. "Well I'm glad that this was your choice. Being a medicine cat is interesting, though some of the apprentices might bring you down for it. Don't let that get you down, though," he muttered. "Though I must say that you do get to learn a few things of being a warrior. You'll learn basic fighting, for example."
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 28, 2017 16:56:55 GMT -5
Owlmoon smiled. "Yes. That's Elmheart." She pointed with her tail to the tom. "Sure, reply for him." Specter tried to make the sarcasm in her voice blatantly obvious. She then flicked her tail at Blackmask. "And who's Mr. Funny over here?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 28, 2017 17:20:41 GMT -5
"Blackmask," said Elmheart, amused and deciding to reply for the other warrior now, just like Owlmoon had for him. "I'm sure that a meal is in order," he also added, agreeing with Owlmoon.
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on Apr 28, 2017 18:16:19 GMT -5
Blackmask was grumbling to himself when he heard his name, and he flicked an ear and looked up. "Uhm..lets just forget our introduction, yeah? Heh..hehh?" he said to Spector, actually feeling a bit sorry for his overreaction. The tome sat down a gave a small smile, doing his best not to seem like such a jerk.
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Pansexual
FifthRootNull
I'm older now. One year closer to responsibilities.
Pronouns: He/Him/Five/Null/Concept
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Post by FifthRootNull on Apr 28, 2017 19:49:28 GMT -5
Specter shrugged. "Don't think I'm being harsh on you, Blackmask. This is barely anything. Just try not to outburst next time you talk to a stranger." She turned back to look at Elmheart. "Again, I'm absolutely ready to eat. So long as your group doesn't throw me out within the moment."
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Post by ӄɨքքɛʀɛռ on Apr 28, 2017 20:00:52 GMT -5
Blackmask frowned. He knows he made a mistake but she was scolding him like a new apprentice.. He almost hoped never to see her again after this. Afterwards, the tom just kept quiet, thinking to himself, head low and ears pulled back a bit. His mind slowly drifted back to his little existential crisis from earlier.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 28, 2017 20:03:54 GMT -5
"I can say they wont," said Elmheart, hoping that was true. But that had yet to be seen. He couldn't guaranty that she'd get her meal, but he could at least be confident that she wouldn't be attacked if shown into the camp.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Apr 28, 2017 20:10:37 GMT -5
(Yeah that's fine, mintedstar/fur ! Is the other group with Hickoryfoot and Brokenpaw still hunting or also going back?) Mosswing padded into camp, glancing around, spotting a few of the other cats were either hunting or working on the camp. She smiled some, shaking out her pelt as he headed toward the warriors den. (Let's say... also going back. Unless you want to have them run around some more.) Mistpaw followed after her mentor, a mouse hanging from her jaws. Even though it was small her tail was held high and her chest was puffed out in pride. "Can I go put it on the fresh-kill pile?" she asked around the mouse.
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Post by broken on Apr 28, 2017 20:21:16 GMT -5
(No they can go back too :3)
Mosswing blinked, looking over at her apprentice with a nod. "Yes of course you can. Then you deserve a meal and then get some rest," she replied, looking away from her apprentice again.
Brokenpaw padded back into camp after them, also holding a piece of prey. She looked at her mentor, as if asking the same question.
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