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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 0:36:21 GMT -5
OCC: I have Vixenrose wanna rp with her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 1:18:23 GMT -5
( Maybe Vixenrose and Patchpaw since she used to be his mentor? c: )
"Your really care then, do you?" Frostfern ask, for once sounding something other than glum and cold, and actually curious. "... I'm not sure I care about anything, not even myself sometimes." He added with a dry smile. "Just for some peace of mind and quiet... I suppose becoming a warrior wasn't the best choice for that, eh?"
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 1:35:16 GMT -5
OCC:Sure!
RP: Vixenrose padded out of the nursery and sighed, she was due soon and she was feeling it. She felt rounder then a boulder.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 2:30:58 GMT -5
"Right." Frostfern said with an abrupt and harsh laugh. "Perhaps there is hope for me yet! But I don't know, recent events have severely disappointed my view on living with other cats." He huffed. "I'm beginning to think there'll be trouble wherever other cats get together. Perhaps it's best to be a loner." He shrugged.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 2:34:22 GMT -5
Patchpaw was eating a vole when he noticed Vixenrose. He smiled at her and greeted with a warm. "Hello." He'd felt a bit down since his family had been tense after all the argument caused, but he was happy he could probably talk to his old mentor at least somewhat calmly.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 3:33:02 GMT -5
"Really?" Frostfern said bitterly, following and looking insulted. "I'm not frightened of them, if that's what you think." He added, falling in step next to her and looking around.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 4:29:05 GMT -5
"Some things are beyond fixing." He challenged back, a slight hiss in his ton. "And others are not worth bothering over, or you know you yourself cannot make any difference. I left my family because my being there made it worse, not better. If it does the same here I'd leave with pleasure, even if it'd like to give a few good scars to that there Tricklestone."
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 10:53:58 GMT -5
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RP:"Oh patchpaw, I'm so glad to see you." She licked his ear, "Hows your training? Are you listening to your new mentor?" She purred.
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Post by Kataron on Oct 5, 2017 12:02:46 GMT -5
((Hey all, how’s it going?))
Pumpkinflower took her leave, padding out of the leader’s den. As soon as she was in the open, two bundles of fluff tumbled over to her. She stopped the two kits, looking around for Daisypetal. The golden tabby was nearby, looking completely worn out. Shooting her a glance, the orange she-cat purred at Squirrelkit and Sparrowkit.
”Would you two like to go see the most experienced warrior in the clan?” She asked - she had been meaning to teach the kits the importance of elders in a clan, and now seemed like a good time.
The kits’ eyes brightened as she addressed them, and she could hear Daisypetal let out a sigh of relief. ”Who is it? Ebbystar?” Squirrelkit asked, bouncing excitedly on his paws. The small kit had grown to admire their leader, despite his lack of care for his other clan mates. Sparrowkit let out a sneeze. ”No, it’s gotta be Adduhfang.”
Before they continued, Pumpkinflower spoke up. ”No, it’s neither of them.” The kits stared at her in amazement - if there was a cat stronger than Adderfang or Ebonystar, they wanted to meet them! The ex-rogue simply purred in amusement, motioning for them to follow her as she padded towards the old log in the camp.
The elder’s den.
Pumpkinflower stopped dead in her tracks as she saw both Ebonystar and Adderfang with their mother. She would normally leave them be, let them have time with their kin. But she was reminded that she was not alone when the kits let out an excited mewl and bounded towards the warriors.
”Ebbystar!” ”Adduhfang!” The kits, unable to read the sullen mood of the den tumbled over to their favorite warriors. Pumpkinflower padded after them, silently cursing her idea to bring them here to visit Redmoon.
”Sorry for interrupting.” She mewed, eats flicking back in embarrassment. Squirrelkit was already attempting to bat at Ebonystar’s tail, but Sparrowkit stood beside Adderfang looked around the den with bright amber eyes. Catching sight of Redmoon, he padded over to her and sat, tail flicking excitedly.
”Are you the warrior Punkin told us ‘bout?” He asked, looking up to her with his eyes shining hopefully.
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 14:12:27 GMT -5
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RP:Redmoon looked at the kits and gave a soft smile, "Oh hello little kits...." She said sadly. She twisted a little so she could see them better with her old eye.
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Post by Kataron on Oct 5, 2017 14:23:47 GMT -5
Sparrowkit looked to Pumpkinflower and repeated his question. She nodded, making Squirrelkit gasp in surprise. ”That’s the most experienced warrior?” He looked shocked, and slightly terrified. After all, he had never seen a older cat, let alone one who was half blind and missing most of her teeth. How could some cat like that be a good warrior?
But he didn’t get a chance to speak up - Sparrowkit was already speaking. ”It’s nice to meet you!” He purred, tilting his head as he saw the untouched prey next to her. He pokes at it with one paw, having never seen the type of creature before.
”Is that... food?” He asked. Surely it wasn’t, if it didn’t have bites taken out of it. But then why would it be there?
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 15:38:06 GMT -5
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RP: "Yes little one it is I'm just not too hungry lately, Im the oldest cat in the clan, I've lived through three leaders and was a warrior before i took a gator tail to the ribs and had to retire." She said, she looked weak and tired and she knew it. "I was once as strong and beautiful as Ebonystar here, but I was young then and I was ready to retire, though I expected more company...." She sighed thinking of her mate.
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Post by Kataron on Oct 5, 2017 16:05:36 GMT -5
Looking at the old, frail cat in front of him, Squirrelkit could never imagine her being as strong as Ebonystar. But the only thing on his mind was her eye - clouded over and unseeing. He stared at it while she spoke, then blurted out ”What happened to your eye?”
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Sparrowkit listened intently as Redmoon spoke, eyes shining brightly in curiosity. He had so many questions! Why wasn’t she hungry? Did she have a stomach ache? How old was she? What was a gator? And how big would they have to be to hurt a cat with their tail?
What did ‘retire’ mean?
”What happened to your eye.” Yup, that was on his mind, too. But the other questions were more important to him. ”And does your tummy hurt?”
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 16:23:23 GMT -5
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RP: "Well when you get old your hunger gets smaller and smaller meaning I don't have to eat a lot, and I was blinded in this eye just before Ebonystar became a warrior. A badger swiped at me and the cut got infected and took my eyesight out of this one, but I will get all of my strength and sight back when I meet my friends and family in Starclan. You will see a red star shine in the pelt in the sky on the night I join the other warriors." She smiled, "Now what story would you like to hear?"
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Post by Kataron on Oct 5, 2017 16:38:26 GMT -5
The kits’ eyes widened - they had just seen a badger attack. ”Did you fight it by yourself?” Squirrelkit asked, eyes wide in amazement. Daisy and Pumpkin had trouble even with the two of them! And even then, they only avoided serious injury because the badger wasn’t balanced too well in the tree.
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Sparrowkit stared at the prey. Surely Redmoon needed to eat some of it, even if she didn’t need as much food as other cats. And it hadn’t even been touched. But his ears perked up as he heard Redmoon mention the stars. ”Starclan?” He asked, vague memories of Pumpkin growling out ‘stars above’ whenever she got frustrated. But it soon disappeared from his thoughts as Redmoon mentioned stories. His eyes lit up, though his brother was the first to speak up. ”Do you have stories about the dark forest?”
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 17:58:36 GMT -5
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RP: "No no You never ever travel alone in the swamps, its very dangerous out there no warrior leaves the camp alone. I was with a brave tom name Thunderroar. He was a senior warrior who fought bravely, he passed away when Ebonystar became leader. He had lost his memories and walked out into the swamp. We found him on a thick branch he had fallen asleep and joined his mate and kits in the silver pelt above. And I do have a story why don't you come and lay down I'm sure Pumpkinflower has other things to do today." She smiled at her
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 18:18:10 GMT -5
Patchpaw grinned and nuzzled his old mentor back. "Alright, but I miss you... How are you feeling lately? And when are the kits coming, I want to be there to meet them when they're born!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 18:18:58 GMT -5
Frostfern glared back at her, but didn't reply, catching the same scent she did. He remained quiet and stood back, waiting to see if she'd stalk it or not.
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 18:26:43 GMT -5
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RP: "I don't have much longer, I feel horrible for this but your turning to be a fine warrior. Your even catching up to Brichpaw's size soon. I hear your getting good with the gator roll technique." She smiled shock on how he's begun to change.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2017 18:43:01 GMT -5
Patchpaw felt a bit self conscious at this and, with a shy smile, licked his chest fur down. "Well, things really aren't that hard once you get used to it... and don't be sorry! You need to be there for you kits once they're born and not training me. I'd like to talk more often though!" He looked a bit troubled as he glanced towards his father, who had walked up not far away and was eating a bird by the freshkill pile.
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Post by Rio on Oct 5, 2017 18:49:42 GMT -5
(Hey guys, did I miss much? I'm just gonna go ahead and post starters)
Rufflepaw stepped out of the apprentice den and sat down before he began to smooth his short fur with swift licks. His stomach ached as his gaze rested on the fresh kill pile. But I haven't even done anything yet, guilt clawed at his heart as he shook away the thought of eating. If he was going to be a true Briarclan warrior he would need to put the needs of his clan before his own.
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Post by Rio on Oct 5, 2017 18:54:37 GMT -5
Berryfrost lay by the freshkill pile with a half finished mouse between his paws. He noticed Rufflepaw staring at the fresh kill pile, the copper tom flicked his tail in irritation before flashing the younger tom a warning glance. Lazy kittypet, he hasn't even hunted today, the young warrior took another bite of his mouse as he locked eyes with the small apprentice. Berryfrost snorted in disapproval before finally looking away.
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 18:57:44 GMT -5
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RP: Sandpaw looked over at Rufflepaw and smiled, "Rufflepaw! Come help me finish this fish!" She called, she had picked a medium catfish expecting to share with Brichpaw but he was out with someone.
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Post by Rio on Oct 5, 2017 19:48:22 GMT -5
Rufflepaw happily padded over to Sandpaw. His belly growled at the sight of the catfish. "Thank you!" he purred as he sat down. The small apprentice felt as though Berryfrost's glare was still scorching his fur and so he didn't dare look towards the older tom.
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Post by вєвє on Oct 5, 2017 20:01:44 GMT -5
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RP: Sandpaw glared at the tom but turned and smiled at her friend. "So how are you?"
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