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Post by Light on Nov 10, 2017 23:39:58 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw turned and padded to the dirtplace. Once inside, he moved to the back corner and dug a little bit to widen the hole that he had covered a while ago. It had been so long since he had last had this chance. His mentor and his sister had both been keeping such a close eye on him, he hadn't had the chance until now. He slipped through the hole he had widened and shook himself once on the other side. He padded a few tail-lengths away into some bushes and waited.
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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 10, 2017 23:47:36 GMT -5
(Mind if I jump in?)
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Post by Light on Nov 10, 2017 23:54:02 GMT -5
(I don't mind.)
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 10, 2017 23:56:19 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw turned and padded to the dirtplace. Once inside, he moved to the back corner and dug a little bit to widen the hole that he had covered a while ago. It had been so long since he had last had this chance. His mentor and his sister had both been keeping such a close eye on him, he hadn't had the chance until now. He slipped through the hole he had widened and shook himself once on the other side. He padded a few tail-lengths away into some bushes and waited. Nettlepaw looked around camp, making sure no one was paying attention to her before slipping over to the dirt pile and squeezing her way through it. “F- Frazzlepaw...?” She called out softly, wandering through the underbrush.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 0:06:42 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw popped out a few tail-lengths away from her. "Nobody noticed you?" he asked, as he padded towards a patch of snow. He looked back to see if she was following. Laying down in the snow, he rolled around a few times before standing back on his paws. He shook excess snow from his pelt, and gestured for Nettlepaw to do the same. "This doesn't work as good as mud or strong herb plants, but it still helps to hide your scent," he informed, the hint of a shiver in his voice. If one thing was for sure, snow was cold.
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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 11, 2017 0:09:35 GMT -5
Yew had decided to leave his den behind for while and head out for a walk. He had the mouse that Roselight had left him for a meal earlier and wasn't yet hungry, so there was no need to hunt. Maybe he could go and get some fresh moss or something. Without a clan full of cats to worry about feeding or protecting, it wasn't too uncommon for Yew to get bored. These were really the only times when the loner missed having a family, there was no company for cats like him. He thought back on his life before coming to NightClan's forest as he trudged along through the snow.
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 11, 2017 0:28:56 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw popped out a few tail-lengths away from her. "Nobody noticed you?" he asked, as he padded towards a patch of snow. He looked back to see if she was following. Laying down in the snow, he rolled around a few times before standing back on his paws. He shook excess snow from his pelt, and gestured for Nettlepaw to do the same. "This doesn't work as good as mud or strong herb plants, but it still helps to hide your scent," he informed, the hint of a shiver in his voice. If one thing was for sure, snow was cold. She nodded and then laid down, rolling around in the cold snow. It sent chills down her spine but if it kept her out of trouble, she’d do anything. “Okay!” She chirped, shivering from sudden change in temperature. “W- what now?”
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 0:58:37 GMT -5
While Nettlepaw had rolled in the snow, Frazzlepaw found himself staring off in the direction of the DayClan border. He snapped back into the present when she asked what they must do next. With a grin, he turned away from the direction he had been looking and started padding forewords. "Today, I will show you the area near the SunClan border," he told her, his pace gradually speeding until he was bounding along through the snow that loosely covered the ground. Soon he no longer felt overwhelmingly cold, as he generated heat from his movement. His heart beat happily in his chest as he ran, and he glanced back to see if Nettlepaw was keeping up.
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 11, 2017 1:09:03 GMT -5
While Nettlepaw had rolled in the snow, Frazzlepaw found himself staring off in the direction of the DayClan border. He snapped back into the present when she asked what they must do next. With a grin, he turned away from the direction he had been looking and started padding forewords. "Today, I will show you the area near the SunClan border," he told her, his pace gradually speeding until he was bounding along through the snow that loosely covered the ground. His heart beat happily in his chest as he ran, and he glanced back to see if Nettlepaw was keeping up. Nettlepaw dashed after him, struggling to keep up with his longer legs but tried anyway. She wasn’t sure where they were headed to, but she did know that they were bordered by other clans. She wondered which clan she was going to see today.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 9:29:21 GMT -5
(Do you think we should go to the border page for this, or just stay on here?)
After a few minutes, Frazzlepaw slowed, breathing lightly. He was starting to catch the scent of the oak and beech trees along with the scent of strange cats wafting towards them on the breeze. "The SunClan border is just ahead," he said. The pines start to thin out ahead into a clearing before being replaced by oak and beech trees, and filled with lots of undergrowth, though it was a little more bare, being that it was leaf-bare. Frazzlepaw stared almost longingly at the sunlight that lit that clearing. NightClan territory didn't have much experience with sunlight.
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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 11, 2017 11:59:55 GMT -5
(Anyone here?)
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 12:30:36 GMT -5
(I'm semi-here. ^^)
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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 11, 2017 12:52:19 GMT -5
(Hey, how's it going?)
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 13:44:01 GMT -5
(It's going good over here. ^^ Cooking French Toast. How about you?)
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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 11, 2017 14:14:47 GMT -5
(I'm alright, just getting ready for work.)
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 14:16:58 GMT -5
(Ah. Nice.)
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 11, 2017 15:27:46 GMT -5
Cometpaw padded lethargically into camp with a small mouse and he dropped it into the fresh kill pile. Then he promptly found his usual place to lay down, feeling as though that amount of hunting would be satisfactory enough.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 11, 2017 17:20:36 GMT -5
Cometpaw looked over blankly at the two other apprentices for a long moment. Then he called, "Bored?" In a matter-of-fact tone.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 18:13:03 GMT -5
(Would it be alright if I post a couple pictures I drew, related to the roleplay? It's fine if you prefer not, they're nothing too extravagant. I have a habit at getting proportions off. XD)
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 11, 2017 19:21:37 GMT -5
I have no problem with it! Also, we should probably stay on this page for the border thing. I’ll respond in a moment!)
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 11, 2017 19:26:22 GMT -5
(Do you think we should go to the border page for this, or just stay on here?) After a few minutes, Frazzlepaw slowed, breathing lightly. He was starting to catch the scent of the oak and beech trees along with the scent of strange cats wafting towards them on the breeze. "The SunClan border is just ahead," he said. The pines start to thin out ahead into a clearing before being replaced by oak and beech trees, and filled with lots of undergrowth, though it was a little more bare, being that it was leaf-bare. Frazzlepaw stared almost longingly at the sunlight that lit that clearing. NightClan territory didn't have much experience with sunlight. “Sunclan...? The one that Larksong said is going to war right?” She questioned, following his gaze into the sky and blinking against the bright sunlight. The sun warmed her fur, and it felt great considering the pile of snow she just rolled around in to mask her scent.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 21:00:03 GMT -5
(Okay. XD ) "Yeah, they say MoonClan declared war on them. That's what I hear anyways." Frazzlepaw sighed in delight as he stepped into a patch of sunlight. It didn't do much against the cold, but he could feel it ever so slightly warm his pelt. "But isn't it beautiful? This clearing here is always open to the sunlight whenever it's not cloudy. Sometimes I think NightClan is simply too dark and cold." He paused, glancing at Nettlepaw. "Not that I am not loyal to NightClan- I mean I'm completely loyal... I just... like the sun sometimes. You know?" he added quickly, stumbling over his words as he sped over them. (Bloodyface, if you want to join in, you can simply step in at any time. As long as Angel's okay with it.)
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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 11, 2017 21:08:19 GMT -5
(Yeah I'll be home in like an hour so if Angela's cool with it I'll probably throw him in then.)
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 11, 2017 21:26:12 GMT -5
(Okay. XD ) "Yeah, they say MoonClan declared war on them. That's what I hear anyways." Frazzlepaw sighed in delight as he stepped into a patch of sunlight. It didn't do much against the cold, but he could feel it ever so slightly warm his pelt. "But isn't it beautiful? This clearing here is always open to the sunlight whenever it's not cloudy. Sometimes I think NightClan is simply too dark and cold." He paused, glancing at Nettlepaw. "Not that I am not loyal to NightClan- I mean I'm completely loyal... I just... like the sun sometimes. You know?" he added quickly, stumbling over his words as he sped over them. (Bloodyface, if you want to join in, you can simply step in at any time. As long as Angel's okay with it.) (I’m cool with it!) Nettlepaw nodded “I get it, Nightclan is very dark. Sometimes I wonder what’s it like to be another clan” she murmured thoughtfully. “A war... sounds scary” she said softly. “W- what exactly is a war Frazzlepaw?” Owlpaw seemed to understand and she was too afraid ask him because he might think she was stupid. And Furzepaw... is just Furzepaw. (My innocent little apprentice)
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 22:04:36 GMT -5
(XD)
Frazzlepaw blinked and tipped his head as he repeated the question slowly, "What is war...?" He sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws. "I've never really experienced much of it myself, but I think it's when two groups have some sort of massive argument that can't be solved by words, so they just fight it out," he answered after a few minutes thought. His eyes narrowed. "But from what I hear, it's not something to take lightly, because cats die in war along with many other bad circumstances. They say war can last for a long, long time." The white and grey tom sighed, his tail twitching. "I personally think it's a drag. A waste of time."
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Post by ZuresianAngelWC on Nov 11, 2017 22:23:26 GMT -5
(XD) Frazzlepaw blinked and tipped his head as he repeated the question slowly, "What is war...?" He sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws. "I've never really experienced much of it myself, but I think it's when two groups have some sort of massive argument that can't be solved by words, so they just fight it out," he answered after a few minutes thought. His eyes narrowed. "But from what I hear, it's not something to take lightly, because cats die in war along with many other bad circumstances. They say war can last for a long, long time." The white and grey tom sighed, his tail twitching. "I personally think it's a drag. A waste of time." Nettlepaw’s breath caught in her throat as she imagined it “what happens when cats die...? I hear warriors mention Starclan and Furzepaw sometimes whispers of it in his sleep. Is that where dead cats go? To Starclan?”
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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 11, 2017 22:32:01 GMT -5
Yew let out a loud growl, and approached the pair of apprentices. He had been following them for a little while, wondering what the two were doing quite so far away from their camp. Honestly, he was pretty surprised he had gone unnoticed, what with being a big yellow cat wandering around in the sunlight. "Dead cats go in the ground." The yellow loner continued to close the distance, keeping his eyes locked with Frazzlepaw's as he did so. His previous encounter with Nettlepaw had left him with the impression that she wouldn't be any threat. What he was unsure of was how Frazzlepaw would react to his rather sudden appearance.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 23:11:53 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw's eyes grew distant as he thought of Starclan. He opened his jaws to reply when a different voice cut in, one he didn't recognize. Was it a SunClan warrior!? No... The scent in the air was altogether different. His heart jumped in his throat and he whirled around to face the approaching rouge. His fur stood on end and he watched uneasily as the tom seemed to stare at him in particular. He stepped in front of Nettlepaw defensively. "What are you doing here?" he asked in a low voice, not quite threatening, but not at ease either.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2017 23:15:34 GMT -5
(Frazzlepaw and Nettlepaw. Frazzlepaw in the front. ^^)
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