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Post by SweetComet on Aug 9, 2017 20:53:58 GMT -5
Mmmm, Im not sure. I dont think there's really a set one. 24 moons seems long, but 12 seems too short XD Maybe like, 18?)
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 20:54:19 GMT -5
(my laptop is taking forever to load :') I always thought it was 12 moons to begin with) [Ahh no, load faster Rainy's laptop haha. And, yeah, the general consensus seems to be 12 moons so that'll just be an unofficial thing I guess.]
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Aug 9, 2017 21:07:46 GMT -5
Im gonna sayyy Squirrelflame is probably a younger warrior. And Stonepaw is close to becoming a warrior. Im not exactly sure how old they'd need to be for that so XD) "Definitely. I remember one time he almost made Shadowbrook fall asleep because he wouldn't stop talking about himself. She got so annoyed, she made him clean the elders den completely three days in a row. Atleast now she has Softpaw for an apprentice." Stonepaw laughed. Squirrelflame had been an apprentice with her for a while, made a warrior a few moons ago. Shadowbrook had gotten a new apprentice quickly after her last ones, maybe as a reward to her for dealing so long with Squirrelflame. "Somehow I feel like he's only gotten worse since then though." (I ask because I was wondering if Squirrelflame would've been an apprentice while Honeypaw was lol Honeypaw I'd say is 11 moons then? but I'm gonna have her be an apprentice for longer) Honeypaw holds back from bursting out into laughter, snickering instead because she couldn't hold back. Squirrelflame was quite a handful, for anyone, but he didn't bother her as much, maybe she brushed off his comments rather easily. The calico gives a soft sigh, chuckling again and shaking her head. "I hope he comes down from his pedestal soon, maybe it's from being made a warrior recently. I'm sure it won't last." She smiles then nods to the mouse. "You should eat some."
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 21:25:16 GMT -5
Mmmm, Im not sure. I dont think there's really a set one. 24 moons seems long, but 12 seems too short XD Maybe like, 18?) [Yeah, 12-18 sounds like your best bet. Also, gonna edit the front page a bit with some stuff.]
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Post by SweetComet on Aug 9, 2017 21:33:37 GMT -5
Stonepaw nodded, taking a few bites of mouse before speaking again. "I'm not certain he's ever gonna chill out. He's been a warrior for a bit, but keeps going anyway. Speaking of becoming warriors, how's your training going?" She asked, looking at Honeypaw with interest.
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 21:41:37 GMT -5
[Updated the front page a little bit.]
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 21:47:59 GMT -5
( wheeze I'll be a bit longer, sorry lol) [Feel free to take your time.]
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 21:51:59 GMT -5
[Also, sorry this place hasn't really taken off plot-wise yet, you guys. Still waiting on some of the people who've claimed the higher ranks to bother to get online/remake their accounts. If it takes several months, though, I might just release those ranks so people can just apply and see if they get them.]
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Post by littlesong42 on Aug 9, 2017 21:52:17 GMT -5
Dustypaw rolled over as he got farther away from his mentor, the apprentice springing to his feet and grinning at his mentor. He kept in a defensive position in case she made a move, and kept himself farther away from the warrior. "How was that?" He asked Aspentrail, backing up slowly. Shadowbrook nodded, "Be ready." She told her quietly, before the black cat slipped forward silently. She blended in well with what shade there was, climbing over a root as she circled her way around where the rabbits were. There was little breeze in the area luckily for them, meaning the rabbits most likely didn't scent them quite yet. The warrior crept forward, as she came to a stop several fox-lengths behind the hares. Her eyes flicked towards her apprentice, but the trees and ferns blocked her view. She hoped that Softpaw was ready... Shadowbrook drew back, scrunching and rising her spine before charging noisily forward at the rabbits. She quickly focused on one, and began chasing it towards Softpaw. Aspentrail nodded. "Better." She zigzagged across the sand, spinning on her front paws once she got close enough to Dustpaw, kicking at him with her hind legs. She didn't hit him hard enough to break skin but just enough to send him sprawling. Softpaw crouched behind the ferns, waiting for the rabbits. When she heard rustling, she sprang out. Softpaw didn't judge the distance correctly and instead of landing on the rabbit, landed on Shadowbrook with a large oof. She scrambled back, her eyes wide and ears laid back on her head. "I'm sorry!" she yelped.
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 22:39:05 GMT -5
[Will be lurking if anyone needs me. Currently, all characters of mine with the exception of Cedarnose are free, because he's doing some stuff.
So, Snowstar (rogue), Cinderdrop and Tornheart (warriors), and Lizardfang (though he's an elder, so). Might add a few more characters just to flesh the place out a bit, but then again I've been saying that about a lot of the other Clan RP's I'm in haha.]
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Aug 9, 2017 22:41:15 GMT -5
Name: Roxy Rank: Loner Description: A small, long-furred black shecat with white paws, white mouth, and two white dots right on her forehead. She has pale gold eyes and long whiskers. She's not built like the warrior cats, but she doesn't look like any of the kittypets around the territory. Roxy has small, thin paws and she's got a rather petite build. She's roughly about 3 and a half years old. Personality: Roxy likes to talk, it's hard to get her to shut up sometimes. She also doesn't have much a filter, only because she just says what's on her mind and doesn't really think about how other cats will react. She's very go with the flow, only staying around Lionclans territory for now because she likes the area and also likes to pester the clan cats just because she's so interested in their lifestyle. Roxy means well, but she comes off as uncaring sometimes, and selfish only because she's only ever had to take care of herself and she's been by herself for so long. Once you get to know her, it's easy to see that she's pretty much just a kit in an grown cats body.
(I'm just gonna do hers for now, I was planning on making another warrior but my laptop is being....slow and im lazy lol)
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Post by 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 on Aug 9, 2017 22:50:30 GMT -5
Stonepaw nodded, taking a few bites of mouse before speaking again. "I'm not certain he's ever gonna chill out. He's been a warrior for a bit, but keeps going anyway. Speaking of becoming warriors, how's your training going?" She asked, looking at Honeypaw with interest. "Maybe someone just needs to dump that tom in the water, get him to calm down." Honeypaw laughs, grinning to herself. She thought she was so funny. When asked about her training her smile falters just a bit. "It's fine. Well, it's going alright. I really like Tornheart as my mentor, it's easy learning from him and he's such a great mentor. It was really hard adjusting after losing half my sight and then losing Ravencloud almost halfway into being an apprentice. Tornheart makes learning easy though." She smiles gently, looking at Stonepaw now.
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 22:54:28 GMT -5
Name: Roxy Rank: Loner Description: A small, long-furred black shecat with white paws, white mouth, and two white dots right on her forehead. She has pale gold eyes and long whiskers. She's not built like the warrior cats, but she doesn't look like any of the kittypets around the territory. Roxy has small, thin paws and she's got a rather petite build. She's roughly about 3 and a half years old. Personality: Roxy likes to talk, it's hard to get her to shut up sometimes. She also doesn't have much a filter, only because she just says what's on her mind and doesn't really think about how other cats will react. She's very go with the flow, only staying around Lionclans territory for now because she likes the area and also likes to pester the clan cats just because she's so interested in their lifestyle. Roxy means well, but she comes off as uncaring sometimes, and selfish only because she's only ever had to take care of herself and she's been by herself for so long. Once you get to know her, it's easy to see that she's pretty much just a kit in an grown cats body. (I'm just gonna do hers for now, I was planning on making another warrior but my laptop is being....slow and im lazy lol) [Adding her now, and I'd be fine with bouncing her off of Snowstar.]
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 23:05:52 GMT -5
(She'll probably recognize his clan name and just ask a million questions do you want to start or me?) [And he'd more than likely be like "eww no get away" because he's like that. And I'd be fine with starting.] It had been an alright day. Quiet, strangely; he oddly hadn't ran into any patrols today. Perhaps he was just staying off their main traveling paths? Snowstar wasn't sure, and frankly he didn't care enough to really investigate. He could have sworn he'd spotted the familiar tortoiseshell form of his uncle at one point, streaking through the trees smelling of blood (his own, naturally), other fluid, and rot. At least he had a sensitive nose. And, speaking of that sensitive nose...The scent of another cat hit him abruptly, and he turned ever so slightly to meet the oncoming force, ears pricked.
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 9, 2017 23:38:12 GMT -5
Roxy was just trotting along in the forest, knowingly in the clans territory. At this point she'd been good in memorizing the rounds of patrols, having a few not good encounters with these other cats. She just didn't understand why they were all so rude! She would've just continued on her merry way when she sees a flash of white and stops, approaching slowly and hiding in the underbrush at first, pale golden eyes glowing. When he moves and faces where she's hiding, the small black cat slowly and cautiously emerges. "Hello?" His eyes narrow, and he arches a brow. "I'll admit that I haven't seen you before." The white tabby's voice is oddly cold-seeming, though there's no real malice behind the words. Merely a detached kind of interest, at the very least. "Then again, I haven't particularly cared to take count of the creatures which reside here." Snowstar sits cautiously, and there's an odd grace in the movement. "So. You are..?"
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Post by SweetComet on Aug 9, 2017 23:40:56 GMT -5
"That's good. Tornheart seems like a good warrior, friendly." Stonepaw nodded along. She didn't know much about the warrior, but he seemed nice. And Honeypaw liked him, so he must not be too bad.
Dustypaw yelped as he went sprawling backwards onto the ground, landing on his back. The apprentice, despite being taken by surprise, managed to recover quickly, if somewhat clumsy. Rather than attempt to put more room between them, since Aspentrail was facing away still, he leapt forward to try and land on his mentors back.
Shadowbrook growled as her apprentice crashed into her, rather than the rabbit. She quickly surged forward, pushing the apprentice off of her and looking around for the rabbit. "Where'd it go?" She asked briskly, but it seemed the creature had gotten away. The black cat scowled, whiskers and tail twitching with displeasure. Shadowbrook heaved a heavy sigh, as the forest quieted down from the noisy chase she had been on. "Too late now, it's gone."
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 10, 2017 0:00:20 GMT -5
He was...big, bigger than her at least. Her ear flicks and when he sits, she sits as well. The tone of his voice didn't seem to bother her, it took a lot to offend her plus it just sort of went over her head. "You make it sound like you've been around this area a lot." She notes, just speaking her mind. Roxy gives a little grin, licking the side of her paw and bringing it over her ears. "They call me Roxy." She states proudly, as if there are those that talk about her. "I suppose that I have, yes. Not much else to do with my day other than wander, and some of the cats here are at least marginally interesting at first glance. The higher-ups seem to be unusually absent for a typical Clan, and I find that particular predicament to be most interesting." Snowstar lifts a dainty forepaw, and sniffs at it before setting it back down. "Most interesting, indeed..." The Chausie mix lets out a faint chuckle at the thought. "Snowstar. Pleasure."
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 10, 2017 0:07:08 GMT -5
(Wait did he lift her forepaw or his own?) [His own.]
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 10, 2017 0:27:15 GMT -5
This guy talked funny and Roxy had to bite her tongue to keep herself from pointing it out, her eyes watch and follow all of his movements. At the mention of his name her face lights up. "Snowstar? Sounds like one of those funny kind of clan names. Are you from the clan? Why aren't you with them now? Did they kick you out?" It was question after question with Roxy, once she got started she didn't know when to stop. [And there's another Duncan-family-line thing: A lot of his kin tend to lapse into purple prose haha. Snow is not an exception..neither is Cedarnose to an extent.] He locked eyes with her momentarily, his cornflower blue stare oddly intense. "Not this one," he began. "It... was far away from here. A reasonable distance." Snowstar stifled a wistful sigh at the thought of the shaded marsh. Oh, if only. If only. "I was not exiled, nor did I particularly have a say in the matter of my departure. It crumbled for reasons far beyond my own control, and I did not wish to fall with it. So I took my leave. As did my uncle, it seems," he said this last part far quieter than the rest, grumbling to himself. He did not hold any specific ill will against Cedarnose, simply found him to be an annoyance. Like a fly on a hot, humid day.
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