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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2017 17:43:16 GMT -5
Stormflight staggered a few steps, her pelt burning with the vicious scars on her back. Her whole pelt was stained crimson. She tried to take one more step before blacking out, falling to the ground.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Sept 12, 2017 18:21:48 GMT -5
"Yeah," she growled. "To a wimp." she lashed her tail again and again, getting more angrier with each passing moment. Slitherfoot's ears pinned back. She backed up a little bit, her fur starting to stand up. "How perfectly convenient, actually." She growled quietly, trying to maintain composure, "Because if you don't feed yourself that is exactly what you will be."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2017 18:34:49 GMT -5
Hero the rogue isn't my cat... idk why I'm tagged there 😂😂)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2017 18:38:37 GMT -5
Also: Frenchie likes Sage and Viper. She can be a bit of a player... and a gold digger... Moondragon is the owner of Hero)
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Sept 12, 2017 22:33:19 GMT -5
I probably should have another clan cat to use, so~
|| Newtleap || Male || Warrior || A small, short-legged bi-color tom, with a ginger tabby back, tail, ears, and half his face, and the lower half of his pelt being white. He has green eyes and a long tail, and looks younger than he is. || The cat equivalent of a man-child, he is overactive, loudmouthed, and impulsive. However, he is fun-loving and loves to help others as much as possible. He also loves to crack jokes and mess with others, even at less-than-appropriate times... || Slitherfoot is his sister. || He was often prone to sickness as a kit, which started his almost mother-son dynamic between him and his sister. || Other || videocassette ||
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2017 23:04:48 GMT -5
|| Whitethorn || Male || (Senior) Warrior || An old dark grey tom with white speckling all over his pelt. He has pale green eyes, a stubbed tail and many scars from battle. He is well around the age of an elder but refuses to move into the elders den, still strong enough to fight and not quite feeling his age yet. || He's straight-forward, a bit soft-spoken, humble, honest and a little self-deprecating. He doesn't think much of himself most of the time. He's also perceptive, observant, and can quickly figure who can and cannot be trusted. He's experienced and wise but not necessarily smart or clever. He speaks his mind most of the time and not afraid to speak truths especially when it's inconvenient, even to people who hold authority over him. || Kin || History || sunshine || Anubis ||
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Sept 13, 2017 15:47:32 GMT -5
Proudfalcon let out a harsh growl as he watched the rogues flee from their fight. The large brown tom's sides were heaving with every breath he took and he stalked over to where Stormflight collapsed. He nudged her gently with his muzzle, however, she didn't stir. Proudfalcon frowned, scanning her injuries before looking to Mistywing who still seemed to be on all four paws. "I think she just passed out," he meowed gruffly as he shifted on his paws. His hind leg stunk from where one of the rogues sank their teeth in.
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Sept 13, 2017 17:49:47 GMT -5
Anyone i can RP with?)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2017 18:17:31 GMT -5
Cloudfoot ventured out of camp, his pelt quivering with a weird feeling. He couldn't place his worry, something just seemed to be totally off and wrong. He glanced up at the sky, pleading for Starclan to help him, but even the stars seemed cold and foreboding. He kept on a path; his paws seemed to know where to go even when he didn't. He tasted the air. The air left a foul, metallic taste in his mouth. The taste of blood. His concern heightened, and he began moving faster. A cry of anguish tore out from his throat as he surveyed the battle-worn scene. There Proudfalcon was, his leg torn and bloody, as was the rest of his pelt. Mistywing stood, her fur bruised and stained crimson. And at last, there lay his sister. Her pelt was zig-zagged by deep, ugly wounds that had begun to fester. Cloudfoot yelped and ran to her side. "No, no NO!" He caterwauled. He sat by his sister's side. "Please don't leave me. PLEASE don't leave me," he whimpered.
Stormflight awakened to a beautiful blue-gray dusky she-cat with shining blue eyes. Her mother, Duskflower. Another cat, a pure-white fluffy tabby with smoldering amber eyes looked at her with pride in his gaze. They shimmered in starlight. "Father?" Her voice came out in a whisper. She had never met her father, but the tom with her eyes had to be him. "I'm sorry, my kitten," he rumbled. "I am Frostflight." Stormflight purred, happy to meet her father and mother once again. She stopped, suddenly realizing what they were her for. "No," her voice came out hoarsely. "No, no, no, no, No, NO!" She wailed, her voice becoming tilted and loud. "I can't go yet!" She looked at her parents with pleading eyes. "I need to take care of Cloudfoot and Fallenpaw. I haven't told Proudfalcon I like him. I need to stay in Sunclan!" Duskflower's eyes showed her distress and pity for her daughter. "It's your time," she said simply. "Cloudfoot and Fallenpaw will carry on. Proudfalcon will know eventually. We have to keep on." Stormflight's eyes closed in sadness, and thick tears rolled down her cheeks. She knew she would eventually accept her fate. "I am ready," she whispered, following Frostflight and Duskflower. I will never have kits, or a mate. I will never get to see Fallenpaw's ceremony. I will never again laugh with Mistywing. I will never again see a sunset by the Great Oak. I will never taste the heat of battle. I will never be able to tell him how much he meant to me.
Cloudfoot felt it in his heart the minute she stopped breathing, her heart forgetting to pump blood. "NO!" He caterwauled, wailing for the whole forest to hear. "NO NO NO NO NO No no," he whimpered hoarsely, sinking down to inhale his sister's scent of honey and mint one last time. He looked up, his amber eyes broken and tear filled. "She's dead." He whispered.
(IM SO SAAAD!!! But I had to....)
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Sept 13, 2017 20:42:45 GMT -5
(^ OH SNAP!)
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Sept 13, 2017 21:03:09 GMT -5
OH DEAR)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Sept 13, 2017 22:15:22 GMT -5
[ Duh duh ]
Proudfalcon glared around the forest, flexing his claws in and out. He almost jumped out of his skin when Cloudfoot burst into the clearing. His fur bristled slightly and he padded back to Stormflight's body, frowning as he noticed that her flank wasn't rising as steadily as it was before. Proudfalcon crouched down on the other side of her body, his gaze flickering to Cloudfoot and then back down to her. He gently rests his muzzle on her bloodied-flank. He closed his eyes and took a steady breath as he heard Cloudfoot's and Mistywing's cries. He ignored their words for the time being as he felt his heart-clenched. He would miss Stormflight dearly.
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Post by .:*Leaf Sama*:.™ on Sept 14, 2017 1:21:57 GMT -5
(;~; i almost cried reading this death! Why.... 😭😭😭😭😭)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2017 9:03:28 GMT -5
Whitethorn laid in the camp curled up in a sunny spot and enjoying the warmth on his fur. His eyes were closed but he was still awake and listening to everything around him.
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Post by Paws on Sept 14, 2017 10:44:25 GMT -5
"Yeah," she growled. "To a wimp." she lashed her tail again and again, getting more angrier with each passing moment. Slitherfoot's ears pinned back. She backed up a little bit, her fur starting to stand up. "How perfectly convenient, actually." She growled quietly, trying to maintain composure, "Because if you don't feed yourself that is exactly what you will be." "I am NEVER!" she yowled. "Stand down!"
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Post by 𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱 on Sept 14, 2017 12:58:07 GMT -5
(NO NOT STORMFLIGHT Also I have no idea why I tagged you for Hero either. Sorry about that, I will fix it. And I will add the new cats.)
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Post by 𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱 on Sept 14, 2017 15:17:16 GMT -5
Back in the Rogues' Camp:
Viper padded into the camp and looked around at his followers. "I think SunClan have gotten the message," he meowed to his cats. "However, there is one more thing that we need to do before we can be sure." He looked at Scarlet. "Scarlet, I need you to do something for me."
Scarlet looked up at Viper. "Of course," she meowed.
Viper's eyes gleamed. "I need you to join SunClan. We need somebody on the inside, and you are one of the few cats here that have not been involved in an attack on SunClan. They will not recognize you."
Scarlet tipped her head to the side. "How do I get them to trust me?" She asked.
Viper shrugged. "That's for you to figure out," he meowed.
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Post by Paws on Sept 14, 2017 15:48:01 GMT -5
Hero sat with a grim but please expression. He leaned in. "Do you think she's smart enough?" he mused, his eyes glinting.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2017 16:22:58 GMT -5
[Hey Rabbit thanks]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2017 16:55:02 GMT -5
Frenchie lazily flicked her tail, coming up to stand beside Viper. Her silver pelt brushed his and her melodic voice meowed, "I could do it, Vipey! After all, I do have my ways of convincing cats." The beautiful she-cat raised an eyebrow suggestively. She inspected her thorn-sharp claws, looking at the tom from under long lashes.
Cloudfoot coughed, his hoarse voice speaking up. "Yes, Mistywing. That's sounds like a good idea." He paused, pain evident in his face. "She should be buried right near the Great Oak, at sunset. She'd like that." He shakily got up on his feet and looked at both of the cats, resolve set in his jaw. "I don't blame you guys. You two did the best you could. She died a true warrior." He bowed his head. "May Starclan save her." The fluffy white tom's cheeks were tracked with tear-marks. He looked up at the rising sun, as red as the blood that had been spilt. "May Starclab save her."
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Post by Paws on Sept 14, 2017 17:01:44 GMT -5
Hero nodded. "She could. She's very convincing."
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Post by 𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱 on Sept 14, 2017 20:45:56 GMT -5
(So you all know, I'm going to try to keep my rogue rp in black and my Clan rp in white so that way it's easier to distinguish.)
Night swiped at Hero, claws extended, catching him on the ear. "Of course she's smart enough, mouse-brain," he snarled.
Viper glanced at Frenchie, shaking his head. "No, they've seen you before." He looked around at his cats. "If anybody wants to question my orders..." He extended his claws and casually licked his paw with claws extended. "Besides, Scarlet is young and pretty enough where they would believe that she was helpless."
Scarlet stared steadily at Viper. "And what if they ask me to take one of their stupid warrior names?" She asked coolly.
Viper stared at Scarlet for a moment. "Take it - it won't mean anything. You won't be with them forever. You're there to gather information for us. One of us will meet with you near the border on a regular basis to hear what information you have to tell."
Scarlet nodded. "Should I go now?"
Viper nodded to her. "The sooner the better. Good luck."
Emberstar looked down at the sleeping form of Fernblossom and purred. What would I do without her? He thought.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2017 20:54:35 GMT -5
Whitethorn's ears pricked up and he opened his eyes finally. He sat up and started to groom himself lazily.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Sept 14, 2017 21:02:41 GMT -5
(Hey y,all! Sorry I haven't been able to be that active this week. It's been a rough week..)
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Post by 𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱 on Sept 14, 2017 21:03:35 GMT -5
(No worries! Is everything okay?)
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Sept 14, 2017 21:06:57 GMT -5
(Yeah, I've just had a lot of school combined with some personal stuff. But it's all good. x) )
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Post by 𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱 on Sept 14, 2017 21:10:38 GMT -5
(Okay. If you ever need somebody to talk to just send me a PM. )
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Sept 14, 2017 21:14:03 GMT -5
Slitherfoot's ears pinned back. She backed up a little bit, her fur starting to stand up. "How perfectly convenient, actually." She growled quietly, trying to maintain composure, "Because if you don't feed yourself that is exactly what you will be." "I am NEVER!" she yowled. "Stand down!" Slitherfoot took in a sharp breath and impulsively flinched, then she shut her eyes and backed off, dipping her head. "Right..." She meowed, "Maybe another time." But she didn't make a move any further away, and her ears still stayed close to her head.
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