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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 20:39:24 GMT -5
Go ahead!
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Post by ѕиσω¢ℓσυ∂ on Aug 10, 2016 20:54:08 GMT -5
snow ~ Welcome! I'll add you right away ^u^ )) [ aw, thank you so much! i'll do my best, hehe~ 💕 would it be all right if i started my roleplay a little later? i'm just a tad bit busy at the moment! ] |
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 20:55:28 GMT -5
snow ~ Welcome! I'll add you right away ^u^ )) [ aw, thank you so much! i'll do my best, hehe~ 💕 would it be all right if i started my roleplay a little later? i'm just a tad bit busy at the moment! ] Of course! No rush C: ) |
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Post by max adeline on Aug 10, 2016 20:58:50 GMT -5
Bluefang blinked open her eyes as sunlight filtered in through the branches of the den and a soft breeze breathed warm air that ruffled her fur. Jaws momentarily gaping in a yawn, she stretched and got to her paws, quickly grooming her fur. “Ryeheart, wake up, ya slug.” She mewed, prodding her brother’s shoulder sharply like she did every morning. Once poking him twice more and checking over her shoulder to make sure he was at least stirring, the she-cat exited the den. “Fine morning,” Bluefang stated half to herself as she curled her plume-like tail against her side and made her way over to the fresh-kill pile. Her stomach growled, but she knew she should hunt first.
Ryeheart muttered a tired complaint, flicking an ear back and curling tighter in a ball. Uggh, she-cats. He grumbled mentally while blinking his eyes then closing them instantly again when he thought the sunlight was too harsh. He curled his lip irritably. Why can’t I just sleep forever? The tom obeyed his sister though, getting slowly to his paws and sluggishly making his way out of the Warriors’ den.
Lichencloud laid underneath the cherry tree; extending his claws every so often and batting at a cherry blossom that kept floating over his head, the tom almost resembled a playful kit. His eyes were slanted against the sunlight and his belly was filled. The elderly tom gave a content sigh, mrrowing playfully at the cherry blossom as he pulled it to the ground.
{{ -- I'll just leave this here and I'll reply in the morning if anyone else does, because it's getting a bit late here. thanks again for letting me join, by the way. hhh < 33 -- }} |
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 21:26:55 GMT -5
bump!)
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Post by ѕиσω¢ℓσυ∂ on Aug 10, 2016 22:27:16 GMT -5
[ i'm here! 💕 ]
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 22:37:57 GMT -5
@ Snow ~ Hello! )
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Post by ѕиσω¢ℓσυ∂ on Aug 10, 2016 22:40:30 GMT -5
[ heyo~ i'm in a good spot to roleplay now, if you're up to it! only if you can, of course! ❤️ ]
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 22:46:07 GMT -5
Sure! I have brokensong open right now. ))
Brokensong opened her eye blearily and yawned, stretching. Letting out a heavy sigh she stood to her paws and limped out of the elders den and stood there for a few moments, letting the warm rays of sunshine seep into her fur. 'Mmm.. Good weather today.' she thought cheerfully as she made her way to the fresh kill pile.
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Post by ѕиσω¢ℓσυ∂ on Aug 10, 2016 22:53:25 GMT -5
[ cool beans~ i'll be using Littleberry for now! ]
Sleepy and slightly dazed, Littleberry padded out of the warrior's den as quietly as ever, remembering to be mindful of her other comrades who were still resting, eventually making her way towards the fresh-kill pile to indulge in a small meal. Upon arriving, she noticed her elder also making her way to the said pile, and with a polite bow of her head, she greated Brokensong, "Good morning, Brokensong. I hope you're doing well."
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 23:00:19 GMT -5
Brokenwing nodded in greeting to Littleberry as she pulled out a squirrel from the fresh kill pile. "Morning Littleberry. I'm doing just fine." she replied. "Lovely day isn't it? It's days like these I wish I still had my other leg and eye so I could be out there hunting.." she rambled and she settled down and began eating her piece of prey.
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Post by ѕиσω¢ℓσυ∂ on Aug 10, 2016 23:15:07 GMT -5
The small she-cat agreed with a flick of her tail as she allowed her elder to choose before her, staying respectfully quiet as Brokensong spoke on. "That's wonderful to hear," She meowed softly, deciding on a humble shrew to eat, "It is quite nice out. Hunting does seem desirable." She answered simply, placing herself near her elder to began nibbling on her meal. "I must believe you were an excellent hunter in your younger days, Brokensong." Littleberry added after a moment of silence, just to hold a thoughtful conversation with the older she-cat. "Isn't that right?"
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 10, 2016 23:20:45 GMT -5
I have to go afk for a bit! I'll be back soon~ )
"Oh yes, I used to be one of the most skilled hunters I'll have you know!" Brokensong boasted, gulping down a bite of her prey. She felt nostalgic thinking about the days where she was young and healthy. "I had the best eyesight and hearing in the clan! So I'd always come back with loads of prey!"
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Post by ѕиσω¢ℓσυ∂ on Aug 10, 2016 23:32:42 GMT -5
[ understood~ please feel free to take your time, dear!! ]
Littleberry, although seemingly occupied with her food, kept her attention on her elder as she cheerfully boasted, feeling amused by her confident words. "You deserve much admiration," She purred, casting a warm glance to Brokensong, "It would have been an honor to be mentored by the best hunter in the Clan." The she-cat took a few minutes to focus on her meal, but soon followed her previous statement, "I'll make sure to catch as much prey as possible during my hunting duties. Not that it'll ever match yours, no, but hopefully it'll impress you."
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 0:21:18 GMT -5
I have to get off now. I'll be back in the morning-noon!)
"It takes a lot to impress me." she snorted, finishing off her squirrel. She licked her paw and swiped it over her whiskers a few times to get rid of any clinging pieces of meat and blood.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 1:17:19 GMT -5
Spiritwing was shocked that the two strangers attacked so suddenly. "I'm not leaving you! You can't take on these two alone!" he retorted to Rosefoot when she snapped at him to leave, he scrambled to his paws and moved quickly to stand beside her. "I may be a medicine cat but I still know how to fight!" He hissed at the two loners, unsheathing his claws. It was true that he knew how to fight despite his rank. His old mentor taught not only taught him how to heal but how to fight just in case he got into sticky situations like so. Though he only knew a few battle moves, but hopefully it would be enough against these too. "I suggest you both leave Petalclan territory now" he snapped at the two.
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 1:21:30 GMT -5
I can't fall asleep so im back ya'll. i really need to fix my sleeping schedule))
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 1:27:56 GMT -5
Spiritwings' eyes widened in shock. "Get off her!" he yowled in rage, darting around the second intruder, Spiritwing plowed into the other that had his clanmate pinned, knocking the tom to the ground.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 1:35:41 GMT -5
{ same and I have work in the morning. what is life. }
Rosefoot took that chance and quickly got up. She glanced at Spiritwing and noticed he seemed to have the first rouge down. Now to his companion, the white she-cat growled and lashed her tail before jumping on the second rouge. Her long claws slashing at his body and her long teeth digging into his flank and shoulder. She kept the vicious attack until he scampered off. But she didn't get away with no wounds at all. Her right flank was bleeding heavily and her cheek looked badly scratched. Not including the claw marks she got from when she first protected the medicine cat and then when she got pushed to the ground. She was panting heavily but still lightly growling. She turned her attention to the first rouge. She made her way over to the tom and glared down at him. Her eyes slitted in pure anger. "You tried to make a fool of me," she snarled and put her claws on his throat, pressing down lightly. "But you were made the fool. Your rouge friend left you behind. Turned his back on you. So I highly suggest you run off as well."
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 1:48:30 GMT -5
The final intruder writhed out from under Spiritwings' grip and sped off after his comrade, but not before throwing a slur of rather offensive curses at the two clan cats. Spiritwing hurried over to Rosefoot and began looking her over too see what injuries she had and where. "We need to get you back to camp and get those wounds treated." he stated, his eyes filled with concern.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 1:52:51 GMT -5
Cat name~ Deadleaf
Rank ~ warrior
Gender ~ she-cat
Description ~ Deadleaf is a charcoal brown spotted she-cat. She is slender and small. Her eyes are medium sized and are a light amber-yellowish color.
Age ~ 27 moons
Personality (optional) ~ Very flirtatious, confident, cocky, and stubborn. Likes it her way but is open-minded.
History (optional) ~
Kin ~
Gender pref ~ both genders are cool
Crush~
Other (optional) ~ deputy?
Cat name~ Redpaw
Rank ~ apprentice
Gender ~ tom
Description ~ A small and slender reddish-ginger tom with a lighter shaded belly. His eyes are large but a light amber color. He also got long whiskers and pretty big ears.
Age ~ 9 moons
Personality (optional) ~ feisty and ambitious, Redpaw is also very outgoing.
History (optional) ~
Kin ~
Gender pref ~ she-cats
Crush~
Other (optional) ~ |
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 1:56:00 GMT -5
Cat name~ Deadleaf
Rank ~ warrior
Gender ~ she-cat
Description ~ Deadleaf is a charcoal brown spotted she-cat. She is slender and small. Her eyes are medium sized and are a light amber-yellowish color.
Age ~ 27 moons
Personality (optional) ~ Very flirtatious, confident, cocky, and stubborn. Likes it her way but is open-minded.
History (optional) ~
Kin ~
Gender pref ~ both genders are cool
Crush~
Other (optional) ~ deputy?
Cat name~ Redpaw
Rank ~ apprentice
Gender ~ tom
Description ~ A small and slender reddish-ginger tom with a lighter shaded belly. His eyes are large but a light amber color. He also got long whiskers and pretty big ears.
Age ~ 9 moons
Personality (optional) ~ feisty and ambitious, Redpaw is also very outgoing.
History (optional) ~
Kin ~
Gender pref ~ she-cats
Crush~
Other (optional) ~ |
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 2:03:54 GMT -5
Deadleaf is deputy. I was planning on waiting a little longer before choosing deputy but I like the way you rp and you seem fairly active ^^ ))
and o snap. lol )
Spiritwing was shocked when he was knocked to the ground and pinned by his clanmate. He opened his mouth to make a sharp retort but stopped, seeing the look on her face. He let out a long sigh and spoke calmly "I.. I know. But, just because I'm a medicine cat doesn't mean I'm going to stand aside and watch my clanmates get hurt. If I had left you to fend off those loners alone you could have gotten worse injuries! Or worse.." he voice trailed off as he finished his sentence, gazing into her green eyes. He'd never seen her so upset before.. "I'm sorry."
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 2:08:47 GMT -5
{ oh thats great c: thanks cx }
Rosefoot sighed and backed off. "Next time don't do that," she muttered. She turned her back and looked around. "Don't we have to go flower picking?" She asked quietly and flicked her tail. She looked over at the tom, blinking her green eyes slowly at him. She gave a small smile towards the tom.
{ am I the only one who thinks that they just shared a moment orrr? }
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 2:13:21 GMT -5
^u^ )
He stood up and shook out his pelt and looked at her, surprised to see her smiling at him. "Um.. Yes.- I mean no, we need to go back to camp. I want to treat your wounds."
(idk about you but 'can you feel the love' started playing in my head because of that scene .
i am literal trash )
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 2:18:19 GMT -5
{ this is gonna be fun cx
the nice tom changing an attitude filled she-cat
typical }
Rosefoot frowned and groaned. "I'd rather not," she mumbled and sat down. Feeling a bit drained from the confrontation. The warrior just gave him an look before looking up at the sky. Seeing the different petals almost covering the sky view. "Flower picking sounds better.." she muttered. Her face and body becoming emotionless and just blank.
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 2:24:43 GMT -5
: D lol )
Spiritwing opened his mouth to protest but decided not too. She would just be stubborn about it. "All right fine.. But, just wait here a moment." he scented the air and padded over to a large clump of ferns. After rummaging around through the ferns for a minute he returned to Rosefoot with a mouth full of dock leaves. "Lie down." he ordered, dropping the herbs beside him and began chewing up one of the leaves into a pulp.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 2:27:19 GMT -5
{ the ship has sailed on my part cx }
"That's not way to treat a she-cat," she mumbled but stopped complaining. Rosefoot knew if she didn't listen to him, he would force her to the ground and she didn't think her wounds would be able to handle that. She slowly laid down but tentatively due to her wounds aching on her body. "Mouse-brains," she insulted them even though they were long gone and couldn't hear them. She just also had to get the last word in.
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Post by Schtinky on Aug 11, 2016 2:33:06 GMT -5
Once Spiritwing chewed up the dock into a pulp he began licking it into Rosefoots' wounds. It would sting at first but it would eventually numb the pain. 'Thank Starclan her wounds aren't deep.. I won't have to worry too much..' he thought quietly to himself as he tended to the warriors' wounds.
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Post by ↫↫↫↫↫ кαямα ↬↬↬↬↬ on Aug 11, 2016 2:36:44 GMT -5
Rosefoot's claws came unsheathed and she bared her teeth. She never liked the stinging sensation. She always avoided the medicine cat den because of that reason. She grumbled and closed her eyes. Once he was finished she pushed herself up from the ground and looked at her white pelt. which was mixed with pulp and she made a disgusted face. She turned to Spiritwing and pressed her nose up against his cheek. "Thank you," she whispered before pulling away and slowly padding off. "You said the river right?" She brought up the herb picking up again.
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