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Post by ~Tigerblaze~ on Jul 19, 2017 15:52:30 GMT -5
Screen Name: ~Tigerblaze~ Cat Name: Hawktalon Description: Brown and black long furred brindle tom with white paws, tail tip, and chest. Deep yellow eyes with flecks of gold in them. He is tall and broad-shouldered, and adapts well to climate. He is very good at fighting, although tries not to encourage fights. Personality: Hawktalon is very outgoing and tends to love everyone. He can be oblivious at times, although his heart is always in the right place. He wants to settle with a mate soon, and raise his own kits. He thinks he'd be a great father. Rank: Warrior History: His brother is Darkstorm, father is Barkfang. Other: Codeword: Snowstorm
Screen Name: ~Tigerblaze~ Cat Name: Darkstorm Description: Dark brown and black tom with white spots on his back. His eyes are a deep, burnt yellow. He has a scar that runs from his shoulder to the middle of his back. This injury was from his father, Barkfang, when he was an apprentice. No one knows how he got the scar. Personality: Darkstorm aspires to be a great warrior. He hates his father, Barkfang, but secretly wants his approval. He is moody and quiet, but will speak his mind if he does not agree. He practices running and fighting constantly, and believes deeply in strength being the best weapon. He does not approve of non-disciplined cats. Rank: Warrior History: His brother is Hawktalon, father is Barkfang. Other: Codeword: Snowstorm
Screen Name: ~Tigerblaze~ Cat Name: Barkfang Description: Dark brown long furred tabby tom with white paws and tail tip. His eyes are a deep yellow-amber color. One of his ears has been bitten off during a fight with a rival. A broken tooth of his protrudes from his mouth, oddly the color is a very rich brown. Hence his name. Personality: Barkfang is a very proud and senile cat. He doesn't like cats who are not of his clan, despises anyone who fraternizes outside of the clan. Rank: Senior Warrior (Or eler, if you chose. I think he should be a senior warrior and then have an elder ceremony for him. Your choice.) History: Barkfang comes from a long line of cats who tend to get killed in battle. He wants to go out the same way. Other: Codeword: Snowstorm
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Jul 22, 2017 15:59:07 GMT -5
( ~Tigerblaze~ Oh dearie, I'm sorry, this is still a private roleplay, as stated in the title, and I don't believe we're going to change that soon D: Sorry for the misunderstanding! Lovely characters though!)
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Post by Moonblazer on Jul 22, 2017 16:06:30 GMT -5
(Hello snow.)
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Post by CrispLeaf on Jul 22, 2017 16:11:38 GMT -5
(Hello moon) (Hello snow)
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Jul 22, 2017 16:18:07 GMT -5
(Hello Moon! Hello Crisp!)
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Post by Moonblazer on Jul 22, 2017 16:24:39 GMT -5
(Rp tiem.)
Pinefoot looked scoldingly at Emberstorm, who was covered in thorns from falling into a bush. He snorted. "How do you expect to hunt if you roll into thorn bushes, huh?"
Emberstorm puffed. "Relax, father. My fur kept the worst of it away."
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Post by CrispLeaf on Jul 22, 2017 16:26:09 GMT -5
Stormripple tucked his freshly killed mouse in the nook of a tree. Padding silently near his brother, hearing the same crack of a crisp leaf. His cerulean blue eyes focused on a young hare. Stormripple's tail swished in excitement as he leapt loudly towards the creature. The hare sprung up and bolted away, heading straight toward Adderstrike.
Poppyblossom purred to her friend, "Not as bad as Pinefoot brags about his fighting skills! Speaking of fighting, want to practice some moves? Youve got to show me some new ones you have come up with! I know you're a skilled fighter."
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Post by Moonblazer on Jul 22, 2017 16:31:14 GMT -5
Adderstrike lunged quickly, large paws connecting with the rabbit as he moved to slam and kill the prey. He looked thankfully at his brother.
Owlshadow chuckled as Poppyblossom spoke of her father. "He's certainly capable, but so am I. Sure. I do like sparring and training battle moves."
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Post by CrispLeaf on Jul 22, 2017 17:06:54 GMT -5
Adderstrike looked down at the hare approvingly. "Nice catch. We won't be coming back empty pawed, that's for sure."
Poppyblossom jumped to her paws, excited that her friend would be showing her new moves. She never knew when it would come in handy to know other cat's fighting styles... The golden she-cat padded to the training hollow.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Jul 23, 2017 11:54:43 GMT -5
Blazeshade groomed Lilybreeze's fur gently, purring with content as he spent some quality time with his mate. His hunt to find StarClan cats the last night had drained him, and even after a good night's sleep he felt more tired than usual.
Wildstar padded up from behind the family trio and his friend with a chuckle. "Hunting for burrs, Emberstorm?" He mrrowed jokingly, swishing his raised tail. His whiskers twitched in amusement as he glanced between the four cats, lime green eyes bright. Snow dusted the top of his head and his paws.
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Post by Moonblazer on Jul 23, 2017 14:12:25 GMT -5
Lilybreeze hummed in contentment at her mate's attention, electric blue eyes narrowed in calm delight. She purred. "It's a nice day. The snow is beautiful, when it falls through the cavern roof onto the Willow tree."
Emberstorm smirked. "Wouldn't you know, Wild-pelt." He taunted playfully, but gave a respectful nod to his leader and cousain.
Pinefoot snorted. "You both would fall onto thorn bushes when you were kits. I bet you'd do it now." He flicked his tail.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Jul 23, 2017 19:25:42 GMT -5
Blazeshade purred, nodding in agreement as he took a break from grooming. "Yes, but nothing is as beautiful as you, my love." He hummed, nuzzling her.
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Wildstar chuckled, flickering an ear at his uncle in amusement. "Bet I wouldn't, now that I'm a proper leader." He taunted playfully, puffing up his spiky fur as if accepting the challenge.
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Post by Moonblazer on Jul 23, 2017 19:31:49 GMT -5
"You are sweet." Lilybreeze purred gently, resting her head on his shoulder before she mewed. "The spirits. Our ancestors...what do they look like? Or, what did they look like?" She wondered.
Emberstorm scoffed. "Borring. I hope you don't stuff yourself in a den or something. You best be on patrols with me! Besides, I need someone to get dad off my back when I mess around."
Pinefoot scowled. "Leader or not, if you pull my whiskers, I'll cuff both of your muzzles off." The bold tom scolded.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Jul 23, 2017 20:10:15 GMT -5
Blazeshade shook his head sadly, looking from her to the snow that fell onto their tree. "I... I don't really know, love. I can't see them, only hear them. Unless I dream of them. Then I see them, and only then. But the ancestors have not sent me a dream in a long time, and I do not recall what they look like, just that they gleamed like the stars in the Silverpelt." He recalled wistfully, blue and hazel eyes glistening slightly.
"Me? Couped up in a den?" Wildstar scoffed. "I think not! And please uncle Pinefoot, no need to waste Hollowstar's life." The young ginger tabby tom joked, grinning sideways and poking the older tom gently with his left paw.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 10:49:09 GMT -5
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Post by mourningdove on Sept 4, 2017 11:06:08 GMT -5
(Swag)
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Post by Moonblazer on Sept 4, 2017 11:32:23 GMT -5
Lilybreeze looked at her mate with gentle understanding, before she mewed. "Well, whatever it is you see and hear, I know it'll always be a great help. We'll find a place where we can reach Starclan again. We need faith." She smiled.
Pinefoot gave a huff, before he drawled deeply. "Well, no matter the case, I can only hope you'll use those lives wisely. Hawkstar lost two saving cats from avoidable danger." He admitted with a flick of his ear.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 12:41:44 GMT -5
Blazeshade smiled, rubbing his cheek against Lilybreeze's. "Thank you, love. I'll do what I can." He purred, twining his tail with hers.
Wildstar huffed back, glancing down at the ground at the mention of the former leader. "I won't make that same mistake, if I can avoid it." The young tom vowed, swishing his tail in slight annoyance. He looked back up at his uncle, green eyes slightly narrowed.
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Post by Moonblazer on Sept 4, 2017 13:49:46 GMT -5
Lilybreeze pressed close to Blazeshade, giving a warm purr as she mewed. "We should speak to Nettle and see if she'll support our endeavors...I know she may seem sharp on such topics, but surely she'll understand Starclan has not left us?"
Pinefoot held his ground as he gazed at the young leader, as though testing Wildstar's abilities against different interactions. The leader must always manage with any kind of clanmate. Flicking his tail, the son of Echoshine and Nightflame scoffed. "Then again, I suppose it's unfair to compare anyone. Hmph. My daughter is with Poppyblossom right now. Did you want me to patrol or something?" The senior warrior asked.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 14:50:42 GMT -5
"I don't know, love. Nettleheart has been against even trying to make contact since they denied her her lives." Blazeshade shook his head sadly. "Which is obvious, as the true SnowClan leader lives, somewhere." He flicked his tail slightly, thinking.
Wildstar, unbemused, shifted his gaze to the skies as he turned. "Not a border patrol, I want you to chose three or four other cats and go hunting. Try either Fallen Trees or the Marsh, as we've had a lot of patrols in the forest recently."
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Post by Moonblazer on Sept 4, 2017 15:54:14 GMT -5
"Nettleheart is more than capable...if only Starclan could make an exception. We need a leader like her." Lilybreeze fretted sadly as she flicked her ear.
Pinefoot gave a simple nod, before he stood and mewed. "I'll go ask Dreampool, Blackfire and...any other suggestions, Wildstar?"
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 16:05:37 GMT -5
"We have a leader, just not here with us. Nettleheart is doing a great job as a substitute, obviously, but she's no 'star. By giving her the nine lives, StarClan would be acknowledging that we've split from SnowClan, and I don't think that's what we want." Blazeshade sighed, hanging his head a bit.
"See if Dapplewing wants to go, he needs work on his hunting techniques." Wildstar meowed firmly, flicking his tail dismissively. "Oh, and you said Owlshadow is with Poppyblossom. Any idea where?" The young tom asked, grinning a little at their mention.
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Asexual
Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Sept 4, 2017 16:56:57 GMT -5
Somewhere not in the Snowclan territory but not too far away.....
Rain plodded through the freshly fallen snow, a scowl on her muzzle. "This is dreadful, I hope we find shelter soon" she mentioned to her companion, a mountain of a cat, walked behind her. The snow salted his dark pelt. In response to her comment he said nothing. The she-cat looked back at him narrowing her eyes, he just kept his same neutral expression. Rain rolled her eyes and flicked snow off her paw before she kept walking on.
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Wrenlight offered Featherflight borage leaves, "These will help with milk supply." The small medicine cat purred, "Are you feeling okay? I could get you some Thyme if you're feeling stressed...or or uh, if you're in any pain I can find something for that." Wrenlight looked at the new kits, they were doing well.They're so cute! She turned her amber gaze back to the queen, "Do you have names for them yet?"
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 17:06:29 GMT -5
Featherflight purred weakly, looking lovingly down at the kits curled against her belly. "The she-kit I shall call Robinkit. And the tom..." She thought for a moment, studying his coat. "Kestrelkit." The older she-cat then raised her sapphire eyes to the small medicine cat, smiling. "Some thyme would be lovely, but I'll pass on the pain herbs. I think I'm more tired than anything." She chuckled, before obediently chewing up and swallowing the borage leaves.
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Post by Moonblazer on Sept 4, 2017 17:12:57 GMT -5
"We have a leader, just not here with us. Nettleheart is doing a great job as a substitute, obviously, but she's no 'star. By giving her the nine lives, StarClan would be acknowledging that we've split from SnowClan, and I don't think that's what we want." Blazeshade sighed, hanging his head a bit. "See if Dapplewing wants to go, he needs work on his hunting techniques." Wildstar meowed firmly, flicking his tail dismissively. "Oh, and you said Owlshadow is with Poppyblossom. Any idea where?" The young tom asked, grinning a little at their mention. "You're certainly right...oh, I just wish there had never been a seperation in the first place..." Lilybreeze mewed sadly. Pinefoot gave a nod of understanding before he answered with a small tone of humor. "Those furballs are patrolling in the forest. Owlshadow finds great company in Poppyblossom. Good cats." He nodded, before he turned to find Dapplewing and the older she-cats.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 17:17:05 GMT -5
"Me neither. But there was nothing we could do to stop the Collapse... if only our ancestors had found signs of it sooner." He shook his head sadly, but leaned against his mate in an attempt to comfort her.
Wildstar purred a little, before turning to go and try to find his deputy and their friend.
Dapplewing sat in camp, sharing tongues with Flyleaf. The siblings didn't say much at all, just enjoyed the warmth they shared now that the snow had begun to fall. Flyleaf had felt rather neglected by Ashdapple in the past moon, so the extra attention from her brother was a nice distraction from her loneliness.
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Post by Moonblazer on Sept 4, 2017 17:51:29 GMT -5
"I know what you mean...I agree. It must have been horrible to have it all fall apart in one moment..." Lilybreeze whispered.
Pinefoot had gathered Blackfire easily. The she-cat loved hunting more than anyone. He now approached Dapplewing and Flyleaf. "Alright, Dapplewing, I need you for a hunt."
Ashdapple shuffled akwardly, holding a bird in his jaws. He wanted to sit near his mate, but found it always to be nerve-racking when other cats were near, so he waited quietly.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 17:59:15 GMT -5
Blazeshade licked her cheek lovingly. "Let's not talk about that right now, dearheart." He meowed, shaking his head.
Dapplewing looked up in distress. "H-hunting?!" He meowed, amber eyes bright. Flyleaf licked his head, smiling a little. "You can do this." She meowed encouragingly, shoving him towards Pinefoot. The tortoiseshell tom scuffled off after the older tom, anxiety prickling across his pelt and causing it to stand up on his spine.
Seeing him off, Flyleaf approached Ashdapple somewhat sheepishly, setting her paws down gently with each step, as if approaching a scared kit. "Hi, love..." She purred anxiously, looking into his eyes.
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Post by Moonblazer on Sept 4, 2017 18:35:01 GMT -5
"Okay." Lilybreeze purred again, her blue eyes lighting up with joy as her mate gave her the attention. She looked thoughtful for a moment, before she looked at him with innocent eyes and hummed. "And after we find where Starclan can communicate...maybe...you'd want to make this family a little larger?" She asked in a rare moment of boldness.
Pinefoot lifted a brow at Dapplewing's reluctance as he asked. "What's the matter, kit? Your paws aren't working?"
Blackfire shoved Pinefoot, exclaiming. "Hey now, you prickly-head. Don't jab like that. As your senior warrior, I demand equal respect for all!" The clan's most senior warrior smirked, to which Pinefoot rolled his eyes.
Ashdapple swallowed nervously like he always did. He did really love his mate, but that was the thing. She was beautiful and a loving mother to their kits, which contrasted his awkward and socially-stunted personality. Heck, Risingfire was more preferred by Frostfeather than he was. Even so, Flyleaf made him happy, he was afraid of letting her down. He replied softly. "Hello, Flyleaf...er...brought you a bird..."
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 18:47:45 GMT -5
Blazeshade's eyes lit up, and he gazed at her with love and excitement scrawled across his face. "Y-yes! Oh, Lilybreeze, I'd love kits with you." He purred, rubbing against her joyously.
"No sir." Dapplewing muttered, his long-haired feet keeping his paw pads warm in the snow. "I'm just not a good hunter." He looked in amusement over at Blackfire, grateful for her sympathy.
Flyleaf purred, and pressed her nose to his cheek. "Birds are my favorite." She sighed happily, daintily reaching out with her paw to place it upon Ashdapple's.
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