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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 7, 2017 13:29:08 GMT -5
(Sure, he could definitely do with having someone like her around to help mellow him out too.) "I'll be right here." Yew muttered before sitting back down next to the tree. He didn't mind waiting for a bit as long as he got to eat. "Don't think you can hide in there though, I know your scent now." It was an empty threat. Should Nettlepaw choose to leave Yew next to that tree that would the end of that. Not even he would be foolish enough to barge into the NightClan camp to take revenge on an apprentice over a skinny, cold mouse from the fresh-kill pile. Well, probably not anyway. The threat sent chills down her back, but it didn’t scare her as much as she thought it would “the few moments of conversation that we’ve had has signaled to me that you’re a hungry loner, but not a crazy one.” She whispered, bravely summoning up her courage to say the next words. “Barging into camp over an apprentice that never gets in trouble would only spell your death, but I’ll be back.” Nettlepaw turned around and dashed back to camp, following her own scent to camp. She snuck back in and walked along the edges, thanking Sabreclaw for the tour he gave her when she was a kit which told her how to avoid the warriors den of the camp. Making it to the pile, she grabbed a mouse and began sneaking back. Owlpaw noticed his sister with a mouse in her jaws and went over to her “sudden bout of hunger?” He questioned, frightening her into dropping the mouse. “O- Owlpaw?!” She squeaked quietly. “A- ah yes. I got hungry, I’m just going to go eat on my own.” She picked up the mouse again and dashed off, getting lost in the fray of cats still lingering around the camp. He narrowed his eyes for a moment before shrugging it off and made his way to the den to sleep. Nettlepaw slipped out of camp and dashed back to the tree, dropping the mouse in front of the tree “Yew?”
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b1oodyface
We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
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Post by b1oodyface on Nov 7, 2017 13:42:40 GMT -5
The yellow tom responded with a chuckle. "Brave words coming from a kit who was shaking like a leaf only a few moments ago." He hadn't expected Nettlepaw to call his bluff like that, but it didn't matter. She had agreed to bring him something to eat, that was the important part. Yew watched her hurry back towards the NightClan camp, starting to groom himself while he waited.
When Nettlepaw came back Yew was still sitting right where she had left him. He grinned as she approached with prey between her jaws, and he bit into the mouse as quickly as it hit the ground in front of him. A few bites in he paused to address the apprentice. "Thank you, Nettlepaw. I know that wasn't something you're supposed to do." Yew took another bite. "Feel free to share."
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 7, 2017 13:56:09 GMT -5
The yellow tom responded with a chuckle. "Brave words coming from a kit who was shaking like a leaf only a few moments ago." He hadn't expected Nettlepaw to call his bluff like that, but it didn't matter. She had agreed to bring him something to eat, that was the important part. Yew watched her hurry back towards the NightClan camp, starting to groom himself while he waited. When Nettlepaw came back Yew was still sitting right where she had left him. He grinned as she approached with prey between her jaws, and he bit into the mouse as quickly as it hit the ground in front of him. A few bites in he paused to address the apprentice. "Thank you, Nettlepaw. I know that wasn't something you're supposed to do." Yew took another bite. "Feel free to share." Nettlepaw shook her head “as long as it gets you off NightClan territory without bloodshed,” she responds. “As for the mouse, I’m not hungry. You eat it” Nettlepaw knew she could wait until morning and while breaking the rules did make her feel anxious she somehow didn’t mind it. As long as she got back to camp with no trouble, then it should be no problem for her or for Yew.
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 7, 2017 13:58:49 GMT -5
{{ Hello yes I am present. Anywhere I can hop in? }} I have two apprentices and a medicine cat!)
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b1oodyface
We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
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Post by b1oodyface on Nov 7, 2017 14:31:46 GMT -5
"Whose territory do you think I live on?" The loner tilted his head in confusion at her refusal, but dug into the mouse anyway. If Nettlepaw didn't want it he was more than hungry enough for the both of them. "Well, I can agree with you there. I'm glad we didn't have to fight." Rising to his paws, Yew looked around to make sure they were alone. "I guess I should be going then. Thanks again for the meal little kit, I'm sure you can find me if you need anything." Leaving the apprentice alone didn't seem like the best idea, but she probably knew the way back to camp.
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 7, 2017 14:49:53 GMT -5
"Whose territory do you think I live on?" The loner tilted his head in confusion at her refusal, but dug into the mouse anyway. If Nettlepaw didn't want it he was more than hungry enough for the both of them. "Well, I can agree with you there. I'm glad we didn't have to fight." Rising to his paws, Yew looked around to make sure they were alone. "I guess I should be going then. Thanks again for the meal little kit, I'm sure you can find me if you need anything." Leaving the apprentice alone didn't seem like the best idea, but she probably knew the way back to camp. Nettlepaw watched his back retreat into the forests then buried the remains of the mouse to get rid of the evidence before turning and going back to camp. She snuck in to the apprentices den, curled up next to her brothers and fell asleep moments later.
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b1oodyface
We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
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Post by b1oodyface on Nov 7, 2017 15:02:12 GMT -5
(What now?)
Yew reached his den after a short while of walking and practically threw himself into his nest. He thought back on his encounter with Nettlepaw, and found himself wondering if the young she-cat had made it back to camp. Did someone see her stealing food for him? He shook the thought away and closed his eyes. Sleep came quickly.
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Post by Light on Nov 7, 2017 16:52:58 GMT -5
(I've been looking at this role play for a couple days, and am interested in joining. Is there any specific parts or family origins you'd like me to join in as, or should I join with no family connections? ^^ )
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2017 17:47:27 GMT -5
( Light Hey! I'm the leader (Stormstar) in this RP. You can join with or without family connections- it doesn't matter. Though, I would encourage joining with a semblance of some backstory- that isn't required either. You can also consider joining Nightclan's border clans- Sunclan, Moonclan, and Dayclan. Links to those are on the intro page. If you do decide to join, here's a summary: Moonclan has recently declared war on Sunclan for reasons partly unknown. Nightclan is expected to ally with Moonclan, and Dayclan with Sunclan. Though, Stormstar doesn't want to. Tensions are rising. If you join Sunclan, fair warning: SO MANY people are involved in that RP, which is awesome, but can be overwhelming. I expect you can handle it though. )
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Post by lupusalbum99 on Nov 7, 2017 18:23:17 GMT -5
</div>*is guilty of neglecting the other clans besides this one* Also, WolfxEcho is such a wholesome pairing. I love this.)) Wolfclaw nodded his head eagerly, eyes shining with pride and happiness. "And always so curious," he added in a much softer voice now, imagining the bright future ahead of him. Before they parted, as he still had his nest almost on the opposite side of the den still, the big tom gently butted her shoulder with his head, purring softly before slowly picking his way to his nest. He settled down, rumbling soft apologies to any cat who was unfortunate enough to sleep right up against the grey warrior. He was rather large and sometimes, he did somehow forget this.
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Post by Light on Nov 7, 2017 18:48:40 GMT -5
(Thanks Pumpkin! That helps a lot. ^^ I'll join in due time.)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 7, 2017 20:26:00 GMT -5
[ I am always guilty of that xD Wolf and Echo are one of the best couples I have ever rped. I love them <3 also, I don't know how to respond to this. Do you want to time skip to morning? ]
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Post by lupusalbum99 on Nov 7, 2017 20:48:55 GMT -5
Sounds like a good idea to me!))
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 7, 2017 21:16:30 GMT -5
[ Okay c: I am looking for your post on Sunclan xD I will find it eventually
I think it's still winter, isn't it? ]
Echoriver shivered as she felt a chill creep into the warrior's den. She let out a soft breath before pushing herself to her paws. She slowly walked through the cats, her gaze drifting over towards Wolfclaw. Maybe one day she would ask him if they wanted to share a nest, but she wasn't sure if she could ever be that forward. Echoriver drifted into camp and made her way through the snow towards the fresh-kill since that is where many cats ended up when they awoke.
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Post by lupusalbum99 on Nov 7, 2017 21:25:07 GMT -5
Yea, it's still winter. I think winter just started, actually. And oof, Wolfclaw is gonna be the forward type.))
Not long after Echoriver had left the den, Wolfclaw stirred and finally opened his eyes. He let out a slightly groggy rumble, lifting his head and parting his jaws in a wide yawn. He was careful not to stretch out, though he would have liked to, as other warrior were still snoozing around him. Slowly, the big tom rose, picking his way to the entrance of the den and shouldering his way out. For a moment, he squinted against the brightness of the world until his eyes adjusted, stretching now and yawning again. He looked around, the rumbling of his stomach prompting him towards what cold prey there would be in the pile, as he know he should eat something before he took Windpaw out for his assessment.
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Post by Light on Nov 7, 2017 21:34:00 GMT -5
|| Roselight || Female || Warrior || Roselight is a grey and black classical tabby with a white muzzle and paws. Her undercoat and the tip of her tail are also white. She has slight visible streaks of tan along her back and on her face. At a first look, she'd appear to be rather soft and sleek, but underneath all that, she is swift and strong; a natural born hunter. || Roselight is quite confident in herself and her ability to hunt. She can be gentle and compassionate, but can become defensive and menacing within moments if she's threatened or trying to prove a point. She loves it and appreciates it when other cats respect her thoughts, but hates it when she's interrupted or disrespected in any way. || She has a littermate called Frazzlepaw. He was supposed to become a warrior the same time as her, but had betrayed the trust of the clan and thus was forced to remain an apprentice for a while longer until he proved himself worthy to be a warrior. || Roselight was clan born and grew up looking out for her smaller, rather distracted brother, Frazzlepaw. Their father had died defending the clan, and their mother, Dazzlecloud was rather distant ever since his death. Roselight became more of a mother figure towards Frazzlepaw more than their own mother. || Nocturnal Darkness || Light || (I hope this is alright for now. I need to figure out how to post the picture now. XD)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2017 21:52:47 GMT -5
(That’s great! What I do for posting pictures is take a screenshot on my laptop, then edit the photo, and upload it on imgbb. Make sure on imgbb it’s on the bbc code full linked setting and copy that url. Paste that url here and you’re good to go.)
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Post by Light on Nov 7, 2017 21:53:51 GMT -5
(Here is Roselight. Thanks. )
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 7, 2017 21:56:43 GMT -5
[ Great, I love winter well besides ice, I hate ice. I totally show write Echoriver slipping on ice, it will be hilarious. that is good, Echoriver gains confidence very slowly. lol. ]
Echoriver padded around the fresh-kill pile, relaxing at the quiet of camp and the soft crunching over the snow underneath of her paws. She nuzzled some of the prey, wrinkling her nose at the cold pieces of prey. She knew she shouldn't be picky. She glanced up as she heard the crunching of the snow and she couldn't help but smile at Wolfclaw, "Good Morning," she purred.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 7, 2017 21:59:49 GMT -5
[ I am sorry that I am super slow at replying back. I really really love Supernatural and I have to draw Mario Kart characters for watercolor still :c I am really bad at multitasking lately. xD ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2017 6:46:58 GMT -5
Blaze ♡ same...i procrastinate on my homework all the time...Do you want to RP Bramblefrost and Littlespark? Have them try to hunt and Brambefrost keeps tripping in the snow?)
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Post by Light on Nov 8, 2017 12:34:14 GMT -5
(I like winter as well. Except the cold. I don't like being cold. XD So am I free to roleplay? Supposing I am, is anyone willing?)
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b1oodyface
We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
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Post by b1oodyface on Nov 8, 2017 13:11:04 GMT -5
(Hey Light. I'm down to rp.)
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 8, 2017 13:13:47 GMT -5
(I like winter as well. Except the cold. I don't like being cold. XD So am I free to roleplay? Supposing I am, is anyone willing?) Yeah you’re free to RP. The creator of the thread is very busy so they won’t be very active for a little while.)
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Nov 8, 2017 13:49:47 GMT -5
[ Winter is pretty awesome. I love the snow and I can handle the cold to a certain point c:
Sure! THAT SOUNDS ADORBABLE TOO. Also what is Alderfrost doing right now? xD I can't remember if Silvercrow is still with Rainpaw; however, I am assuming that he isn't.
I don't actually know any of my characters are beside Echoriver ]
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Post by Light on Nov 8, 2017 14:34:05 GMT -5
(Okay thanks! XD And sounds good, Bloodyface.)
Roselight yawned and stirred in her nest. Her dark green eyes flickered open and she became aware of the slight chill wafting in through the entrance of the warriors den. Leaf-bare... A most despicable time of year. She stood and stretched out her stiff muscles, careful not to step on any cats who might still be sleeping. She slipped out of the warriors den and puffed out her fur against the chill. As she walked by the fresh kill pile, she took stock of how much they had and how much they would need. The prey pile was a common meeting place for the warriors in the morning, and if anyone happened to glance at her, she dipped her head in a respectful greeting. A slight smile flickered on her face. Now she could really do some good for the clan. There was nothing she loved more, than hunting in the morning. If she could get at least two healthy pieces of prey, she'd consider it a successful hunt. Without further ado, she slipped out of the camp and into the forest.
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b1oodyface
We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
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Post by b1oodyface on Nov 8, 2017 14:53:04 GMT -5
Yew stood outside his den, stretching as he scented the air. Hopefully today he'd have a bit better luck hunting. Sure, Nettlepaw seemed nice enough and he was certainly glad for the meal she had brought him, but he couldn't rely on that. He grumbled angrily the more he thought about it, the proud loner reduced to having an apprentice steal prey for him. Next time I see that little kit I'll have to remind her I'll have to prove I can take care of myself. While he wasn't overly concerned with the opinion NightClan held of him, the one thing he didn't want any cat thinking was that he needed them. Yew had been a loner all his life, and save for his parents taking care of him as a kit, he took pride in not having to rely on others as he felt the clan cats did. It didn't seem that any prey had miraculously appeared outside his den today, so the pale yellow tom padded deeper into the forest again.
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Post by Light on Nov 8, 2017 15:09:08 GMT -5
The ground was cold under her paws, but Roselight barely noticed as she was completely absorbed in her hunt. She scented the air and caught a whiff of thrush and excitement thrilled through her. A plump juicy thrush would be the perfect prey to bring in on this chilly morning. So focused she was on the scent of thrush, that she never caught the scent of rogue. She followed the scent farther and farther from camp until at last, she saw it. She froze, completely silent, and watched the oblivious bird peck at something in the dirt. Her muscles tensed as she prepared to spring.
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b1oodyface
We're your friends. We're not like the others, man, really.
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Post by b1oodyface on Nov 8, 2017 15:18:05 GMT -5
Yew padded forwards as softly as he could, taking up a hunter's crouch that was mediocre at best. The cold weather seemed to have driven all the worthwhile prey into hiding, but the loner was determined to find something to fill his belly. It wasn't long before Yew could scent thrush. There was a strong scent of NightClan as well, but he had expected that so deep into their territory. He didn't give it a second though, assuming there had been a patrol in the area earlier. He forced himself to move as silently as he could manage, inching closer and closer towards the bird before he finally leaped towards it with claws unsheathed.
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