✣ { ＡｅｔｈｅｒＣｌａｎ } ✣ { 7+ years together! } c l o s e d ✣

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{ 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 Cool, I’ll post a starter in a minute. And nice haha.
Yeah, actually I went through all of them and updated their descriptions so I think I’ll just post all of their updates forms.

*Spottedpelt* Would you mind continuing Foxflight and Flinttail? I really want to get his whole self-discovery thing moving. And of course, I should mention I have no expectations of Flint to reciprocate but having Fox fall in love with a tom and come to terms with his sexuality is one of my favorite character plots and I’m excited to work on that if you don’t mind. }

Okay sounds good Spotted.

I'm more busy adulting than I thought I would be so sorry ]

(Of course! I'd love to continue with Foxflight and Flinttail, I actually quite enjoyed rping with them and have been wanting to rp with the two again!! That sounds wonderful, I really love that idea and character plot you have for Fox and I'd love to help you work on that! Would you like to start or would you like me to?)

( ѕρσσкуѕку I don't mind starting, I'll have it up soon!)

{ *Spottedpelt* No, it’s totally fine! Starters are hard to begin with. Also jeez, hello muse! lol }
Foxflight stretched as he rose to his paws, glancing around at his clanmates. His eyes landed on the small black pelt of Flinttail where the tom lay by the camp entrance. He blinked as he regarded the black-furred warrior for a moment, thinking of the last time they had really spent time together. He remembered them following and confronting his sister...it seemed like moons and moons had passed since then, but it hadn’t been quite so long. Sundance was heavy with kits, and he knew they weren’t fathered by a clanmate, but he’d never say anything—not when the kits had no say in whether or not they had full clan blood. And it wasn’t like he had anything against rogues, loners, or kittypets who joined the clan, but having a mate who wasn’t a clanmate was against the warrior code and therefore wasn’t right. He shook his head to focus himself back in the present, and realized he’d been staring at Flinttail the whole time. He had to admit he’d missed talking to the quiet and private warrior. Something stirred in his belly (which must have been the finch he had eaten the night before...why else would it feel like that?) as he made up his mind and padded over to the black tom. “Morning,” he simply mewed, following Flinttail’s gaze out over the territory, the light breeze ruffling his thick pelt.

{ morning morning morning! }

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_{Silas watched the she-cat once she started speaking. Nodding gently every once and again as she spoke. There was some prickling anxiety with every word that she said. Deep and clear in her voice and it hurt him in a way. Without thinking he gently came close and pressed against her in comfort. What she revealed to him wasn't something so easy to talk about. Not especially when he felt his heartbeat roaring in his ears with his own anxieties. There were... similarities. Almost too many of them between their pasts. Shock and confusion flashed across his face as he kept his head facing to the ground. Not bearing to look at the pretty she-cat for the moment. Being trained by a young age? With such.. violence? He tightly closed his eyes as memories resurfaced all on their own. Flashes of red lit beneath those eyes of his. Even if he didn't want to see any of it come back, his mind wouldn't listen or care. The past that the loner had tried to forget about forced it's way back all on it's own. The hurt that he caused so many others.. Silas was left trembling. Could it have been possible that perhaps they had been.. that they met before? No. That would be too much of a coincidence for this to have been the same group as his. Evil was everywhere after all. But to think that he was one of those cats that Silverdapple recalled shook him. It didn't help that he somehow felt like he knew her before all of this. Before Augustpetal.
The loner lifted his gaze from his paws at last and turned to the warrior. Green eyes suddenly vulnerable. "That's sounds like it was awful." He said lamely. Emotion had overwhelmed him and he dare not show it. Not for something like this. Where he didn't deserve to feel upset over his past doings. But damn whichever holy being for allowing him to feel that way anyways.}

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Crowfang put their catches on the fresh kill pile, a long sigh leaving him. “We should probably go get patched up,” He meowed, his paws itching to talk to Silverstar but knowing that if he walked in looking like this she’d wonder what in Starclans name happened to him.

{ Omg hello! XD }

{ 🎃❅❖.Şp໐໐kฯຟiຖ໓.❖❅🎃 ; I’m loving this connection they are having rn }

Silverdapple felt comforted by his presence so close to her, it was as though her body took over when she leaned slightly closer to him. She could feel him trembling and couldn’t help but wonder if that was for her, or for his own past. She knew he meant well by his words, and smiled gently up at him, though the clouding of her eyes hadn’t left yet. “That’s not the worst part... my mother she, well.. she trained us herself sometimes, and she wasn’t gentle either. She was worse than the others, she pushed us harder, and used her teeth more. I’ll never forget feeling so hated... by my own family. It was... horrifying, to be honest.” She took a moment to pause, gulping as the image of her father and her mother screeching in a blur of fur and blood flashed through her mind. Her body quivered as if she was seeing it in front of her once more, “finally, my fathers rescue party found us... he was so angry, I’d never seen him so... furious before. I don’t remember any of my siblings, and that’s because....” she could help the small tear that trailed down her cheek as she spoke. Her throat was closing up and she wished she could get through this story without emotion, but that was impossible. “When my father found us, my mother was angry too, and she.. well, she took it out on us. She made her followers... kill.. some of my siblings. She made me watch, and my father, and that was all it took for him to start the fight. All... all I remember after that is the fighting, the screeching, the blood and the fur... it was everywhere. When it was over I opened my eyes and my father was lying there, dead.” She stopped, she didn’t remember how she had made it out alive, all she could remember was her mother’s triumphant gaze. “I think one of the clan cats grabbed me and took me away before anyone could stop them. I had one sister that was still alive with me... but they left her there. I don’t know if she’s alive or not...” finally her voice trailed off as she finished the tale, a small sob choking through her closed throat as she tried to find her body again.

{ Awww that’s how I felt when you came back after being gone for so long <3 And sure, we could rp other kitties but we should follow up with Silverstar if Fireh’s on board there so maybe we could do two different ones? }

{ Aw me too then! ^.^

Well, I see you have a character named Robinflight. Is he a remake of Robinsflame or a different character altogether?
I was wondering what to do with Sorrel now since we said Robins went missing and was presumed dead. }

{ Novi I’m sorry to see you go, and I’m sad we didn’t get a chance to rp since I’ve been back. I would like to say though that you shouldn’t worry about half assing your replies—we all go through periods where we can’t do much more than that. And honestly I’ve never minded when somebody’s rps weren’t at 100% or even 50%. Good luck in everything though! I wish you well. }