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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 3, 2018 9:08:53 GMT -5
(I can :3 )
Ambertalon skitted out of the warrior's den, eyes looking over at her sons, Bristlepaw and Wasppaw, as she always did every morning, before she gave a small sigh of relief and began searching for Willowpaw. She appreciated Willowpaw's softspoken nature. She was not a patient cat with any overly energetic apprentice unless it was her sons. She called out quickly.
"Willowpaw?"
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 9:24:22 GMT -5
Okey dokey :3 )
"Im here, Ambertalon," Willowpaws quiet voice called out as she poked her head of of the apprentice den. She had been awake for a little while already, but she decided to just lay in her den until more cats were awake. She made her way over to her mentor, her fluffy tail waving contently behind her. "Good morning," she greeted, dipping her head slightly when she got over to her. Willowpaw was an average sized cat, but she was just made an apprentice barely a moon ago and wasn't fully grown yet.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 3, 2018 10:11:18 GMT -5
"Oh good. There you are. Good morning." Ambertalon jittered, moving quickly towards Willowpaw and flicking her ears. "We're going hunting today." She mewed bluntly, eyes flickering around with her usual anxious and suspicious light.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 10:24:09 GMT -5
"Okay," Willowpaw smiled, unbothered by her anxiousness. At first she was worried, but she had come to terms with knowing that's just how she was. It was quite the contrast between Ambertalons personality and her calm carefree nature. "I love hunting," she meowed contently, preferring it much more than battle practice. To be honest, she wasn't the best at hunting either, but she was learning. She tended to get sidetracked or move a bit too slowly when hunting.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 3, 2018 10:30:52 GMT -5
"Oh. Yes, me too. Much more relaxing than clawing and spitting all over the place." Ambertalon agreed quickly, padding out of camp with fast pawsteps and shooting glances. It was clear her reaction time and senses were very sharp, and the small she-cat gave a quick sniff. "What do you scent, Willowpaw?"
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 10:41:24 GMT -5
Willowpaw nodded as she followed behind her mentor. She watched Ambertalon with a tilted head, noting her posture and the way she sniffed the air. She opened her mouth slightly and scented the air. She smelled the dampness of the snow on the ground, the trees around them, and the.. oh! She was supposed to be looking for prey. She scented again and caught the faint smell of vole. "I smell a vole," she informed her, her nose pointed in the direction from which the scent came.
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Post by 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎 on Feb 3, 2018 10:42:17 GMT -5
Can I join as Ashflower?
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 10:44:37 GMT -5
You'd have to fill out a form but I do believe we're open to join! Rabbit isn't online right now tho))
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 10:48:30 GMT -5
(I can roleplay as well, if anyone is willing. I have Frazzlepaw open.)
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 3, 2018 10:57:36 GMT -5
"Good good. Vole, yes. Okay. You already know how to stalk and hunt, so try catching this vole. I'll watch for any errors." Ambertalon jittered, watching intently.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 11:11:35 GMT -5
I only have Rootstripe ))
Willowpaw nodded again as she went in the direction of the voles scent, dropping into a crouch. She moved along at her usual slow pace when she finally spotted the vole, careful to stay downwind. She pounced but went a bit too short, landing just in front of the vole as it started to escape. Luckily, Willowpaw was able to snag it with her paw and kill it. If it had made it much farther she likely would have lost the prey.
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 11:33:48 GMT -5
(As soon as I finnish chores, we could roleplay Rootstripe and Frazzlepaw if you'd like. ^^)
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 3, 2018 11:38:11 GMT -5
I only have Rootstripe )) Willowpaw nodded again as she went in the direction of the voles scent, dropping into a crouch. She moved along at her usual slow pace when she finally spotted the vole, careful to stay downwind. She pounced but went a bit too short, landing just in front of the vole as it started to escape. Luckily, Willowpaw was able to snag it with her paw and kill it. If it had made it much farther she likely would have lost the prey. "Hm. Well, you caught it, but your pounce was short. Put more power into your hind legs, got it?" Ambertalon instructed, nodding contently at the vole in her apprentice's paws.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 11:45:02 GMT -5
Sure! Just post a starter when you're finished!))
"Got it," Willowpaw nodded as she flicked some snow off of her paws. It was a small vole, but considering it was leafbare and prey was scarce, it was a decent catch. She dug into the frozen ground and buried the vole to take back to camp later.
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 3, 2018 12:08:19 GMT -5
"Okay. My turn." Ambertalon jittered, giving a small twitch as her eyes followed a bird that landed a ways away. She began toeing after it, eyes sharp and flickering.
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 12:16:30 GMT -5
(Great! Just a bit of unusual background on Frazzlepaw; he is supposed to be a warrior by now, but due to his constant bending of the rules and daydreaminess, he was forced to remain as an apprentice until he could prove himself worthy to be a warrior.)
Frazzlepaw stepped out of his den, letting out a great yawn. His paws were as heavy as rocks as he padded out of the apprentice's den. He wished he could just stay in his nest and sleep in, but his sister would give him an earful if he went on sleeping. "I hate mornings..." he muttered. He looked around camp, and assumed that his sister must still be out hunting as she did early every morning. How were they even related... Roselight seemed to love mornings, while Frazzlepaw was the exact opposite. Frazzlepaw chuckled a bit, and drew himself into a long, slow stretch.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 12:16:33 GMT -5
Willowpaw watched intently, watching how she moved and followed the bird. Her eyes drifted, looking up at the leafless branches covered in snow, admiring the snow shimmering in the sun. She was lost in thought for a few moments before she focused back on Ambertalon, trying to remind herself to pay more attention.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 12:21:12 GMT -5
Ah okey dokey! ))
"Good morning, Frazzlepaw!" Rootstripe chirped happily, clearly wide awake and ready for the day. "Not as cold as yesterday. Today would make a good day for border and hunting patrols!" He smiled as his tail waved contently. The large broadshouldered tom always seemed to have a limitless amount of energy, always happy and ready for everything. He especially loved chatting and saying hello to everyone.
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 12:29:52 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw pause mid stretch, almost blinded by Rootstripe's enthusiasm. Another cat who seemed to love mornings... Standing up straight, he tried to give the warrior a tired smile. "Yeah, I suppose..." And a good day for other things as well, perhaps. He zoned out for moment, thinking of the possibilities. His amber eyes almost seemed to stare right through Rootstripe.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 12:34:00 GMT -5
"Hey you okay, Frazzlepaw?" Rootstripe questioned, a bit of concern tinged his voice after Frazzlepaw had been staring for a few heartbeats. He blinked down at the apprentice, wondering what he was thinking about.
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 13:03:04 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw jerked back into the present and found himself staring straight into Rootstripe's concerned gaze. He gave his chest fur an embarrassed lick. "Hm? Yes, everything is fine. Sorry, I'm just a bit slow most mornings," he explianed quickly, sitting down and curling his tail around him. It was partially a lie. He often got lost in thought plenty of times throughout the day, but he wasn't about to mention it to Rootstripe.
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 16:34:41 GMT -5
Sorry for the poof!)
Rootstripe blinked down at him but seemed convinced. "Oh yes there are lots of cats who are like that in the mornings. He sat down beside him, his tail flicking lazily but happily. "Have you seen Willowpaw around?" He asked curiously.
Also Rootstripe is Willowpaws father but nobody knows he is)
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 17:03:11 GMT -5
(It's all good. ^^)
Frazzlepaw tipped his head, thinking back. "Well, I didn't see her in the den when I got up," he replied casually. Not that it said much. Frazzlepaw was known for waking up later than most apprentices. He caught a glimpse of the fresh kill pile and licked his lips absentmindedly. It was strange that Rootstripe would be asking about Willowpaw, when he wasn't her mentor, or not even related to her for that matter. He found himself curious as to what the warrior wanted of the apprentice. "Why do you ask?"
(Thanks for the tip.)
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 17:35:47 GMT -5
c: ))
"Oh well she must be out training with her mentor then," Rootstripe commented absentmindedly. "Oh! No reason in particular. I try to greet everyone and I didn't see her this morning," he partially lied, licking a paw and drawing it over an ear.
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Post by 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎 on Feb 3, 2018 17:44:36 GMT -5
|| Ashie || She-Cat || Kittypet || A grey pelted she-cat with ash colored fur. She is thin with long legs, || Feisty, and dreams of seeing the world beyond her fence || Love interest is Carson || Born to a kittypet and a rouge named Jason and Moon. || No kits || mistyrose1327 ||
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Post by 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎 on Feb 3, 2018 18:02:47 GMT -5
Is that alright?
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Post by Snowleaf on Feb 3, 2018 18:03:42 GMT -5
Form looks fine I think but you'd have to wait for Rabbit to approve. Also read the rules )
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Post by Light on Feb 3, 2018 18:04:15 GMT -5
Frazzlepaw looked closely at Rootstripe, as he spoke. Being a master of excuses himself, Frazzlepaw suspected there might be something more. Though he had no idea what it might be. His tail flicked and he glanced again at the fresh kill pile past Rootstripe. Not that it mattered really. If the tom wanted to keep something to himself, Frazzlepaw wasn't about to stop him. He knew what it was like to hide something. "How do you do it?" he chuckled. "Every day, your up and about, talking to everyone around. Always so... Ecstatic."
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Post by 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎 on Feb 3, 2018 18:06:56 GMT -5
Okay, thanks!
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Post by 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖈𝖎 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎 on Feb 3, 2018 18:12:16 GMT -5
Oh geez, I think I messed up application || Ashie || She-cat || Kittypet || A grey pelted she-cat with ash colored fur. She is thin with long legs. || Feisty, and dreams of seeing the world beyond her fence || Born to a kittypet and a rouge named Jason and Moon. || Nothing interesting || Love interest is Carson || mistyrose1327 ||
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