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Post by Ivyriver on Jul 23, 2017 15:59:33 GMT -5
Darkheart sat quietly while the she-cat finished eating. Inside the den he could hear Eaglefeather's voice. It sounded like he was speaking to a few other cats. He looked at Milkblossom when she apologized for waking him and asked about hunting.
"Sounds fine to me." He responded, rising to his feet and shaking his fur.
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Post by Ivyriver on Jul 23, 2017 15:59:49 GMT -5
(G2g, mowing)
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Post by quietheart on Jul 23, 2017 16:19:05 GMT -5
[Sorry, had to take care of the doggos! I'll probably come back on later tonight!] CinderBrook"I'm in the same boat, though I hope we can get some battle training. I'd love to learn some new moves!" Wildpaw swiped his paw at the air in front of him, smiling, "though with my luck, I'll get checking for ticks. I always manage to jinx it. What are you hoping to do today?" Wildpaw asked as he basked in the warm sun, enjoying his spare moments. He knew there would be lots of work soon. Sparkly"That's true! Finding Roseclan was a challenge. Wildpaw was the real hero, he could hunt, but my job was to keep him in line!" Featherpaw purred as she remembered her time before Roseclan, then continued, "Onward to catnip! It should be easy to gather this time of year, green leaf is always the best time in the forest. Especially on nice days like this." She began to sniff for the catmint, padding toward a faint trace of the mouthwatering small, then pointed her tail toward some forested area near the pond, "Over here, I think!" |
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Post by quietheart on Jul 23, 2017 17:06:10 GMT -5
"Okay!" Tawnyfur called, following Featherpaw. She quickly found some catnip. "Do I pull it up by the roots, or just pick the leaves?" She asked. Featherpaw bent down to the catnip and began to demonstrate with one stalk, "Just the leaves. We need to keep the roots intact if we want to keep this supply stable. This is such a rare herb we can't afford to lose it. Just pull off a few leaves each plant, and we'll be good!" She began to pick leaves, carefully making a small pile between herself and Tawnyfur, "Smallily is going to be so happy!" |
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aษชส on Jul 23, 2017 19:17:16 GMT -5
| Herrooo. RP, anyone? I have two free cats. |
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Post by Ivyriver on Jul 23, 2017 19:21:11 GMT -5
(Eaglefeather is free)
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aษชส on Jul 23, 2017 19:43:33 GMT -5
| Ayyy, awesome. I'll use Mosstail. |
Mosstail sat perched on a branch of the camp's willow tree, a few tails lengths away from the entrance. She sat with her ears perched, listening to the soothing sounds of the forest around her. She had not been assigned to any patrol recently and didn't have much to do, so she decided to enjoy the company of the wild. She considered going hunting but didn't want to go alone. Loneliness wasn't a feeling Mosstail was fond of, which is why she wasn't wandering into the forest instead of sitting on her branch. It'd be different if she had a companion, but her brother was out patrolling and she wasn't certain if any other cats would be willing to explore with her.
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Post by Ivyriver on Jul 23, 2017 19:48:11 GMT -5
Eaglefeather walked out of the warriors den and to the outside of the camp. He noticed most morning patrols we're gone and looked around camp for anything to do. He spotted Mosstail in the tree and padded over, looking up.
"Are you testing what it's like to be a squirrel?" He asked curiously, tilting his head at her.
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aษชส on Jul 23, 2017 20:02:58 GMT -5
She glanced down at Eaglefeather, surprised to see another warrior so close to camp. She'd assumed most cats were out and about at this time. "Yeah," she called back to him, rising to her paws. "What do you think, do I look squirrel-y enough?" She purred in amusement, flicking her tail. She was so small, she could probably pass for one.
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Post by Ivyriver on Jul 23, 2017 20:54:31 GMT -5
Eaglefeather tilted his head even further.
"Something's not quite right. I think your tail needs to be more bushy." He said with a small chuckle.
"And your teeth aren't pointy enough." He teased, looking up.
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Post by ๐โ
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๐ on Jul 23, 2017 23:23:17 GMT -5
is it morning in the rp? Just a question before i post my starters xD ]
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Post by ๐โ
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๐ on Jul 24, 2017 0:12:47 GMT -5
I guess i'll just throw out a few starters then. sorry if they suck. :') since no one replied i'll just assume its morning. if it isn't lets pretend i said the actual time in these posts  ] Streamsong exited the warriors den with a sigh, her expression taking up that of a troubled cat for a moment before she shook off the feeling and stepped into the soil just outside the treehouse. Going out to do some fishing felt like a good idea at the moment. She decidedly silently in her mind before leaving on her own. Fishing with others seemed like it would be wise, but she didn't find it right to ask. Not that she doubted her clanmates' skill, but simply because it was hard for her to find the courage. Getting close to these cats seemed like it would be too much of a risk, and besides, all she needed was Silentwillow, right? Silentwillow would probably scold her if she actually said that.
Silentwillow shifted his paws while he looked about with a contemplative stare. His green gaze seemed to be clouded with some thought before he chose to rise from his crouch. He had been sure he had scented something that was not of the clan, and neither prey either. It had been bothering him considerably as he was unable to catch onto the scent any farther than he was right now, nearing the Rosebush Meadow. With a huff, he continued along, being careful to stay downwind.โก Bun โก , throwing this one out for you. ] Frostriver trotted along the willow trees with careful steps, his ears erect and keen on the sounds around him. He had found a strong scent marking some of the trees just a few moments ago and it made his heart jump. It may have been a long shot as this might not be the remains of PetalClan he had been hoping to find, but he had to investigate. His mind, his entire being would not be able to rest unless he had something like closure. Silently he turned to look behind him, flicking an ear at the stillness. He needed to be back by sundown to collect Mystic. The tom had promised her he would be back for her by then. |
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Post by โก Bun โก on Jul 24, 2017 1:34:26 GMT -5
[ Ooc: ] Fireh you are correct it is morning has been for the past day and half now lol xD but thats usually how a morning goes by in an rp
BRING ON THE LOVE!!
[ Rp: ]Siting upon a tree, Lavenderstar had watched the sun rise; even now her mind is constantly moving. A deep longing and sadness come from the depths of her chest. But yet her chest still felt empty, just like her memories. She gazes into the distance wondering what had happened to her, she sighed shifting her weight on the branch she had made her perch. Something caught the corner of her eye, movement down below. Her eyes shot to the ground, her tail tip flicking back and forth. Straining her eyes she peered into the fading darkness below, she could barely make a figure. Silently she jumped from branch to branch, just low enough to where she could get a better look without scaring her prey. Hmmm she thought as she recognized the figure as a tom, slithering down the rest of the tree. She hid behind a near by bush, carelessly hiding herself; although her cover is blown when she hears a snap, she hissed but stayed were she was. 
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Post by Sparkly on Jul 24, 2017 2:29:34 GMT -5
"Okay!" Tawnyfur called, following Featherpaw. She quickly found some catnip. "Do I pull it up by the roots, or just pick the leaves?" She asked. Featherpaw bent down to the catnip and began to demonstrate with one stalk, "Just the leaves. We need to keep the roots intact if we want to keep this supply stable. This is such a rare herb we can't afford to lose it. Just pull off a few leaves each plant, and we'll be good!" She began to pick leaves, carefully making a small pile between herself and Tawnyfur, "Smallily is going to be so happy!" "Yeah!" Tawnyfur mewed, as she began to pick the leaves. She eventually managed to make a small pile of about 7 or 8 leaves. "Will this be enough?" She asked. "Or shall we pick some more?" |
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Post by ะธฮนgะฝัฯัโั on Jul 24, 2017 3:09:26 GMT -5
( Just joined! May I start or do I have to wait for approval? ) |
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Post by ๐โ
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๐ on Jul 24, 2017 3:11:21 GMT -5
Approval is needed by โก Bun โก. Also, i had to poof, replying now! ] |
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Post by ะธฮนgะฝัฯัโั on Jul 24, 2017 3:14:46 GMT -5
( Aw, alright. I shall wait! ) |
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Post by ๐โ
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๐ on Jul 24, 2017 3:21:37 GMT -5
โก Bun โก Frostriver was alert the moment he heard the snap. His blue gaze sharply looking to the tree that the she-cat had been hiding behind. In truth he had the feeling that he was being watched, so to have his suspicions confirmed, he could only feel relieved in a way. Though an idea came to him, and without so much as waiting a heartbeat, the tom continued to walk through the forested area again. His body language seemed carefree but his senses were on end. There wasn't any killing intent he could sense from whoever it might have been behind the tree, but he had to check something first. He had to check if they meant to threaten him.
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Post by CinderBrook on Jul 24, 2017 3:50:16 GMT -5
"I'm in the same boat, though I hope we can get some battle training. I'd love to learn some new moves!" Wildpaw swiped his paw at the air in front of him, smiling, "though with my luck, I'll get checking for ticks. I always manage to jinx it. What are you hoping to do today?" Wildpaw asked as he basked in the warm sun, enjoying his spare moments. He knew there would be lots of work soon. Owlpaw watched Wildpaw with amusement glittering in his eyes. "Oh I don't know," he responded, "I think I'd like to go out hunting today, it's such nice weather." The tom looked around the sun bathed clearing, "but at this rate I don't think we'll have to do anything today." __________________________________ Streamsong exited the warriors den with a sigh, her expression taking up that of a troubled cat for a moment before she shook off the feeling and stepped into the soil just outside the treehouse. Going out to do some fishing felt like a good idea at the moment. She decidedly silently in her mind before leaving on her own. Fishing with others seemed like it would be wise, but she didn't find it right to ask. Not that she doubted her clanmates' skill, but simply because it was hard for her to find the courage. Getting close to these cats seemed like it would be too much of a risk, and besides, all she needed was Silentwillow, right? Silentwillow would probably scold her if she actually said that. Mintstream spotted Streamsong padding quickly across the clearing, and she shook out her fur before trotting up to the disappearing she-cat, "Hey Streamsong," she mewed carefully, "are you going hunting?" Her whiskers twitched slightly as she waited for a response, knowing that the other warrior wasn't as friendly as she was herself. |
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๐ on Jul 24, 2017 4:04:59 GMT -5
Streamsong jumped at the appearance of Mintstream, the blue-gray she-cat then slowly turning to face the other warrior. "H-hey Mintstream.." She trailed at first, though her amber gaze went to look at anything other than Mintstream when she heard he question. "S-something like that." The she-cat soon replied, feeling a tensity in her muscles. Mintstream was going to invite herself, wasn't she? Silently she already knew this to be true.
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Post by CinderBrook on Jul 24, 2017 7:15:56 GMT -5
"Mind if I come with you?" Mintstream asked smoothly, not leaving any room for rejection. Something about the she-cat made her slightly nervous, although she tried not to give away her emotions. Her blue eyes stayed clear and fixed on Streamsong's face. "I promise I won't be a nuisance," she added quickly before the warrior could reply.
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Post by quietheart on Jul 24, 2017 9:23:08 GMT -5
Sparkly Featherpaw nodded, and began to organizd the leaves carefully, "This should be good! Thank you so much for helping me. This is enough for now while the plants keep growing, so we can get the most out of them!" She made two piles for them to carry, "We might have to make two trips to carry the prey as well!" CinderBrook Wildpaw stifled a laugh, "Hunting would be nice, though I do have to agree. It seems like the camp just can't wake up today. It's greenleaf everyone, get a move on!" He looked up to the sky, "I wonder if we could get away with hunting by ourselves. I don't think the warriors could complain, we always need fresh-kill." He nodded to the pile, which consisted of a few pieces of prey from the day before.
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Post by CinderBrook on Jul 24, 2017 10:39:07 GMT -5
Wildpaw stifled a laugh, "Hunting would be nice, though I do have to agree. It seems like the camp just can't wake up today. It's greenleaf everyone, get a move on!" He looked up to the sky, "I wonder if we could get away with hunting by ourselves. I don't think the warriors could complain, we always need fresh-kill." He nodded to the pile, which consisted of a few pieces of prey from the day before. Owlpaw's eyes lit up with quiet excitement, "Let's go!" he purred, glancing around to make sure no one had overheard their conversation. The tom bounced to his paws, shaking the dust from his pelt and quickly licking the ruffled fur on his chest. "Follow my lead." he started towards the camp entrance, his head held high and his tail sticking up behind him. Energy began to find it's way into his paws, and he itched to be out in the forest. |
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Post by quietheart on Jul 24, 2017 10:41:40 GMT -5
Wildpaw stifled a laugh, "Hunting would be nice, though I do have to agree. It seems like the camp just can't wake up today. It's greenleaf everyone, get a move on!" He looked up to the sky, "I wonder if we could get away with hunting by ourselves. I don't think the warriors could complain, we always need fresh-kill." He nodded to the pile, which consisted of a few pieces of prey from the day before. Owlpaw's eyes lit up with quiet excitement, "Let's go!" he purred, glancing around to make sure no one had overheard their conversation. The tom bounced to his paws, shaking the dust from his fur and quickly licking the ruffled fur on his chest. "Follow my lead." he started towards the camp entrance, his head held high and his tail sticking up behind him. Energy began to find it's way into his paws, and he itched to be out in the forest. Wildpaw nodded, quickly padding after Owlpaw. He glanced around, trying to look inconspicuous as they passed by their clanmates. Once they got out of the main entrance to the camp, he dared to whisper, "Where should we go hunt? I don't think any patrols have set out, so we should be safe wherever we go." He glanced around, sniffing for any scents, but found only faint traces of a dawn patrol. |
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Post by CinderBrook on Jul 24, 2017 11:01:36 GMT -5
Contemplating his options for a second, Owlpaw mewed, "We could head towards flower blossom field, there'll be lot's of prey in the grass there." After a second he added, "Plus, I can't smell any patrols heading that way." His ears twitched and he cast Wildpaw a glance before turning towards the forest, his paws leading him swiftly to the meadow.
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Post by ๐โ
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๐ on Jul 24, 2017 11:15:16 GMT -5
Streamsong stared for a few heartbeats before nodding silently, her blue eyes picking up a careful glint as she turned to look away from the other she-cat. Without uttering so much as a word, she began to lead them. He main objective was to get to the Cherry Blossom Pond. Figuring that they'd have the best of luck there. Try as she might, she couldn't help but feel a bit excited at the very thought of fishing at the moment. Her emotion showing easily with the bounce in her step.
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Post by CinderBrook on Jul 24, 2017 11:45:20 GMT -5
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๐) Mintstream's mood lightened as she followed Streamsong through the forest. "I love fishing" she purred softly when she realized they were heading towards the pond. As she kept pace with the other warrior, she couldn't help but wonder what her sense of urgency was. It was a warm, beautiful day, and nothing seemed to be out of place as the passed flowering rose bushes and sweeping willows. |
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Post by ะธฮนgะฝัฯัโั on Jul 24, 2017 12:58:48 GMT -5
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