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Post by Salt on Aug 11, 2016 7:09:00 GMT -5
"I'm John Laurens in the place to be!"
OOC~
Here you go-
Roleplay-
"Lafayette!"
~Hamilton
"I know. This memory is why our Clans are allies!" For once, the cream tabby was calm. Her fur was smooth, stars twinkled above. So peaceful tonight. "Yeah, no. I prefer hunting and patrolling over herbs. Thank you very much!" She spotted the RiverClan tom, staring at the moon, the light glinting off his dark fur like stars.
At his gaze, she shivered. His gaze is frost! She realized with a shudder. "That's foxdung! He basically got a cat killed and became deputy!" Her claws sank into the birch trees bark. "Has he had any apprentices? He was the kit that went missing. Does he feel guilt? That is kind that you took him up as your foster brother." Berryfrost nudged Batheart back, tail swishing in the tree. "Really?" The dark toms smile faded, she gasped. "The inbreeding?"
"Frogstar looks down on inbred cats. Where do you think Newtcloud and Gnatflight went? He killed them!" With an exasperated sigh, the young Warrior spat, "Do you want me dead?" Then it hit her. "I'm sorry for being a horrible friend. I'll die if I tell him. If I flee, Toadstem will tell Frogstar- I'll die!"
Her ears warming as he thanked her, she curled up next to the medicine cat. He vibrated slightly. She purred, muzzle nuzzled into Batheart's neck. "Goodnight Berryfrost. Pleasant dreams." Face heated, she replied. "You too."
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Post by Downloadz on Aug 11, 2016 7:36:30 GMT -5
He curiously looked over, seeing if something was wrong when she was observing his eyes. His ears lowered. "Reedclaw was just a kit. It was not entirely his fault he got my sister's death. It was her choice to run out there." He mewed with a firm voice. "Every kit is mischievous one way or another. If he truly meant harm, which is impossible for a kit, it would be different."
He sighed to cool off. "He has had an apprentice. He is now a warrior named Larkfeather." Batheart answered.
What Berryfrost said made no sense. "Then how does he expect to breed as the seasons go on? Sooner or later, everyone will have mixed blood." He mewed in a slightly confused tone. He shrunk to the ground more and more when her voice grew higher and more irritated. It went to the point his tightened his eyes shut, and he shivered. He could not defend himself properly.
Hearing her apologize, he slowly opened his eyes again, fixing his icy blue into her ocean blue. "No...I don't know this information. I am not ShadowClan." He informed calmly as a reminder.
Feeling her pelt brush his made him happy. He would be able to keep warm for the night. Batheart's tail swooshed over her pelt, to keep her warm. When Berryfrost buried her muzzle into his neck, he cradled his neck in a way that made it comforting.
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The next day, a warm, gentle sunlight entered the hollowed tree. Batheart awoke from the uplifting warmth, careful not to shift around too much. The birds gently chirped, and there was noise from the twoleg den. A twoleg returned inside, while he heard the sound of a cat or two. Too sleepy to do much at that time, he slowly got up and stretched.
"Berryfrost." He cooed in the same, barely audible voice. "It is time to awake." He informed.
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Post by Downloadz on Aug 12, 2016 18:37:26 GMT -5
((Sorry, I have been busy!))
Batheart nodded, flicking an ear gently. "Yes." He replied. "Follow my lead. I doubt they know about Clan life, but it does not mean they are harmless, either."
The jet black tomcat was now completely used to climbing up and down trees, so he elegantly and gracefully went to the forest floor, looking up and waiting. He slowly stumbled forward, his injured leg healed some but not completely. "Hello? Is anyone there?" He asked in a curious voice. "We are lost travelers, we were wanting some help, if you have any to offer."
((Who should rp the kitty pet? It doesn't matter  ))
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Post by Downloadz on Aug 14, 2016 15:37:09 GMT -5
((Hey, I apologize. I have and will be busy. I can still rp some, but if you are a person who wants active replies, I am not sure if I can. Feel free to cancel off the rp anytime, just please note I am very busy.))
Batheart glanced inside the fence, seeing if anyone was there. Since there was no response, he began to leave, before...
"H-Hm? What do y-y-you want?"
A fiery ginger and white cat, about the age of an apprentice, shakily peered from within the fence. She had a green collar to match her fiery green eyes. She looked scared, and was always shaking. She was scared of Batheart, and wanted to find hope that Berryfrost, the cat she looked to next, would provide an answer.
((The shaking is from a genetic disease that causes a cat to always shake about))
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Post by Downloadz on Aug 14, 2016 16:06:58 GMT -5
((Okay... )) The small cat sniffled. "H-How do I not know you are a part of Vak's Group?" She crouched to the ground, with a mix of fear and hatred in her eyes. She quietly whimpered to herself about wanting her brother beside her. Batheart flicked an ear. "Vak..?" He looked confused. "Please, believe us. We are part of the Clans. ShadowClan, and RiverClan. We were chased out by foxes, and we just want to return home." He mewed. "My name is Batheart." The ginger and white tabby would not stop shaking. "I didn't think you would be chased." She murmured. "I don't want to leave this home...I'm scared...I know the way back, but..." |
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Post by Downloadz on Aug 14, 2016 16:18:29 GMT -5
The ginger and white cat looked away, her green eyes nervous. "You haven't heard of Vak? He's the strongest c-cat in the land..." She murmured with yet another shiver, not moving an inch. "He's a big, tall, white cat. He will stop a-at nothing to get anything he wants..." tears formed in her eyes, and she would not meet their gaze. "He t-t-took away my brother.."
"But you guys just want to get home, right? Why ask about something t-that has nothing to do with what y-y-ou want?"
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