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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 6, 2017 13:58:16 GMT -5
"I could teach you a game to play, if you want." Echo offered.
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 6, 2017 17:47:17 GMT -5
"alright," Echo said, looking around and spotted some moss near by. he carefully tore some up and rolled it together into a ball. "me and my sister's used to play mossball a lot when we were kits."
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Post by EthanTheAnnus on Aug 7, 2017 5:12:18 GMT -5
Aspenspark looked down at her kit. "He's opened his eyes!" she said happily to her mate. Rocketfire blinked happily, his eyes slightly troubled; he knew this kit was forbidden. His duties as a medicine cat meant he was not meant to have a mate, but this small bundle of fluff was worth it. Timberkit's mouth gaped open wide with a yawn. He mewed softly, his ears perking up as he saw Aspenspark and Rocketfire. "Hello, little one," murmured Aspenspark. Rocketfire moved closer, hoping not to startle the kit. |
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 7, 2017 5:52:58 GMT -5
"Well, you either toss or roll it to each other." Echo says rolling the ball in front of them.
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 7, 2017 17:08:03 GMT -5
"Yes, that's a start." Echo says with a purr.
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Post by littlesong42 on Aug 7, 2017 22:01:15 GMT -5
Timberkit's mouth gaped open wide with a yawn. He mewed softly, his ears perking up as he saw Aspenspark and Rocketfire. "Hello, little one," murmured Aspenspark. Rocketfire moved closer, hoping not to startle the kit. Timberkit's eyes widened with curiosity. "Who are you?" he squeaked. |
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Post by EthanTheAnnus on Aug 8, 2017 2:23:31 GMT -5
"Hello, little one," murmured Aspenspark. Rocketfire moved closer, hoping not to startle the kit. Timberkit's eyes widened with curiosity. "Who are you?" he squeaked. "I'm your father," Rocketfire said softly. ((Arrrg now I'm thinking of Star Wars arrrg)) |
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 8, 2017 6:50:16 GMT -5
Echo purred watching them play.
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 8, 2017 7:00:07 GMT -5
Echo moved over to them and rolled it back up.
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Post by littlesong42 on Aug 8, 2017 12:30:02 GMT -5
Timberkit's eyes widened with curiosity. "Who are you?" he squeaked. "I'm your father," Rocketfire said softly. ((Arrrg now I'm thinking of Star Wars arrrg)) Timberkit flicked his ears. "That's cool," he said, already bored with the conversation. His eyes wandered to the entrance of the nursery. "Where does that go?" |
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Post by EthanTheAnnus on Aug 9, 2017 3:04:42 GMT -5
"I'm your father," Rocketfire said softly. ((Arrrg now I'm thinking of Star Wars arrrg)) Timberkit flicked his ears. "That's cool," he said, already bored with the conversation. His eyes wandered to the entrance of the nursery. "Where does that go?" "Outside," purred Aspenspark. "Your Clanmates are out there now, some leaving for patrols, some leaving to hunt, some eating and some resting." |
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Post by littlesong42 on Aug 9, 2017 15:04:20 GMT -5
Timberkit flicked his ears. "That's cool," he said, already bored with the conversation. His eyes wandered to the entrance of the nursery. "Where does that go?" "Outside," purred Aspenspark. "Your Clanmates are out there now, some leaving for patrols, some leaving to hunt, some eating and some resting." Timberkit stood, his small legs trembling with the new weight upon them. "I wanna go!" he mewed, taking a hesitant step, legs buckling slightly. |
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 9, 2017 16:46:10 GMT -5
"There we go," echo said when the moss was rolled back up.
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Post by EthanTheAnnus on Aug 10, 2017 2:42:50 GMT -5
"Outside," purred Aspenspark. "Your Clanmates are out there now, some leaving for patrols, some leaving to hunt, some eating and some resting." Timberkit stood, his small legs trembling with the new weight upon them. "I wanna go!" he mewed, taking a hesitant step, legs buckling slightly. "You can have a look," said Aspenspark. "But you can't go far; you're much too young. Maybe in a few sunrises, you'll be able to play out there on your own." |
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Post by littlesong42 on Aug 10, 2017 8:22:22 GMT -5
Timberkit nodded. He stumbled towards the entrance and poked his head out of the hole. It was much chillier than it was in the nursery, and a heat shone on his face. Looking down, there was dirt instead of nest. Cats milled around, just like Aspenspark had said. His eyes shone with excitement. "Wow!"
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Post by littlesong42 on Sept 24, 2017 12:41:46 GMT -5
(hi!)
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Post by ivythorn on Sept 24, 2017 13:57:15 GMT -5
(hi!)
Screen Name: Ivythorn
Mother's Name: Thistleheart
Mother's Appearance: a small grey tabby she-cat with white paws and fierce yellow eyes. Thick black sadle marking running down her back.
Mother's Personality: Thistleheart is an intense cat that loves hunting and fighting and being a warrior. She had her kits much to young, but is glad that she did since her mate died soon after she got pregnant.
Father's Name: Tigerfur
Father's Appearance: a large brown tabby tom with amber eyes. He was a huge cat.
Father's Personality: Tigerfur was as feirce as his mate and one of the best fighters in the clan. He wasn't the best cat, but him and Thistleheart loved each other to the stars and back
Will The Kits Be Being Raised By The Mother Or The Father?: The mother
Amount Of Kits: 4
Will The Kits Be Clan Cats, Tribe Cats, Rogues, Loners, Or Kittypets?: Clan cats
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Post by ivythorn on Sept 24, 2017 14:05:53 GMT -5
(haha thats fine! Its like noon where I am, so I better get up and start the day!)
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Post by ivythorn on Oct 19, 2017 12:53:01 GMT -5
(Um ya sure! Hi, how have you been?)
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