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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 17:55:32 GMT -5
(How about Cloverrain and Coppertuft, my med cat? He hates being a mad cat, so it might be interesting. By the way, did you know that Cloverrain is listed as being in the middle camp on the front page?)
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 17:55:46 GMT -5
(Anyone have cats open at the middle camp for RP?)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Dec 18, 2016 17:58:16 GMT -5
Clover is already rping with Thistle. Yea she's listed as being in Middle because she's primarily there but we had a big battle with some sharks and she came down to help and hasn't left because she's taking care of cats and there aren't many meidicne cats in lower camp)
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Post by Turtleshell on Dec 18, 2016 17:58:57 GMT -5
(Oops missed that!)
Thistlefoot nearly growled, his voice a cracking rumble, quit wasting herbs on me. It's whitecough; I'll get better shortly and be able to go back to the upper camp. And YOU need to get back to the middle camp," he reminded. "Coppertuft and the others can take care of the lower camp and me on their own."
Indigoleaf nodded. "I bet." She chose a arctic hare from the pile. "So, I had a question for you," she began.
Thunderbolt perked at Coldsun walking near. "Hey. Hunting?" he asked, sitting up.
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 17:59:16 GMT -5
(oh, sorry! Maybe Waterrush then? I could use Coppertuft? Or Lionstep if you'd prefer)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Dec 18, 2016 18:02:48 GMT -5
Actually.. I rememebered I have Honeysilver. Iin middle camp)
"I'm staying until you get better Thistlefoot," Cloverrain said, "and there has to be something to help you.."
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Post by Bark on Dec 18, 2016 18:05:52 GMT -5
(No I'm sorry Cress. I will make more characters soon. I just need to create them first... )
Bramblewatcher raced quickly over to the bush and uncovered her chipmunk, shaking the dirt off, she picked it up and returned to camp, still panting. "Thank you for hunting with me. We brought back a lot." She placed the animal onto the pile and looked at the tom, smiling
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Post by Bark on Dec 18, 2016 18:06:48 GMT -5
Coldsun stopped and nodded "Wanna go now? You can lead"
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 18:09:38 GMT -5
(Great! I'll start)
Dustdapple padded around the camp, slightly antsy. She had just polished off a quick meal and was ready for some action. The she-cat glanced around when she caught sight of Honeysilver. She perked up; finally, there was someone for her to talk to. She strode over, smiling. "Hey Honeysilver," she meowed cheerfully. "How's it going?" Dustdapple had and aura of bubbliness and life about her. She smiled as she waited for a reply.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Dec 18, 2016 18:14:01 GMT -5
"Pretty well," honeysilver said cheerfully. "how are you?"
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Post by Bark on Dec 18, 2016 18:22:43 GMT -5
Bramblewatcher meowed in agreement. It had been nice to do something with someone else. "Well if you ever want to hunt or do whatever, I'm game!"
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 18:28:54 GMT -5
({ Pantherpaw } Tom | 8 moons | Death Pantherpaw is a skinny, gangly young tom with ink-black fur. His green-yellow eyes stare out in stark contrast to his pure black pelt. He’s not particularly athletic, and he has delicate features, though not feminine. Pantherpaw is a rather quiet tom, but when he speaks his words are often thoughtful and worth listening to. It is clear he has maturity beyond his age and that he is extremely intelligent. Like the animal he was named for, he is always silently on the prowl, watching and listening. It’s honestly a little bit disconcerting for most cats, especially adults, as no one can ever tell exactly what he’s thinking. He is mostly a loner and has a hard time socializing, especially since he has a habit of giving cats the creeps by staring directly without a word. He doesn’t use his powers much, or at least he doesn’t in front of other cats, but when he does he seems to have an extremely strong handle on how to control them. Combining this with his personality, he really can be quite eerie, almost like a ghost. [Crescent] Middle Camp Apprentice OTHER:)
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 18:31:22 GMT -5
Dustdapple shrugged. "Eh, I'm doing well, you? Not much going on around here today, I guess." She shuffled her paws. "Though that's definitely not true for the clan recently. What with the shark and raising cats from the dead, you'd think a doomsday is soon to be coming!" The pretty she-cat said this with a hint of humor, but she was also being half-serious. A lot of strange things had been happening recently.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Dec 18, 2016 18:37:31 GMT -5
Honeysilver snorteed and pretended to laugh but she was feeling uncomfortable by the reminder of the weird things that have been happening.
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Post by ☾ Cʀᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ☽ on Dec 18, 2016 18:50:15 GMT -5
(gotta poof for dinner, sorry!)
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Post by Turtleshell on Dec 18, 2016 18:53:33 GMT -5
Thistlefoot grumbled, "You act like ive never had whitecough before. I'll be fine," he assured.
"It's getting crowded in the elders den, and I was wanting to move into the nursery since it's so empty. You know, for a little bit. If that's okay with you," Indigoleaf pondered.
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Post by Turtleshell on Dec 18, 2016 18:54:35 GMT -5
(Looks great Cress!!
That's bad Sum!!! Have u gone to the doctor??)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Dec 18, 2016 18:55:25 GMT -5
"You've never had whitecough at your age and when already weakened from another sickness," Cloverrain told him sternly
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Post by Bark on Dec 18, 2016 19:02:20 GMT -5
Bramblewatcher smiled and nodded, before she padded over to the edge of camp. She was going to rest for a few moments
(I hope you feel better!!)
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Post by Penguin ~ ❄ on Dec 18, 2016 19:04:17 GMT -5
(Hope you get well soon! Sorry about poofing last night. Bark, do you want to continue the rp with Owlflight, if you're on?)
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Post by Bark on Dec 18, 2016 19:06:53 GMT -5
(okay. I don't know who replied last)
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Non-binary
<-•Ryse•->
She needed a hero, so that's what she became.
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Post by <-•Ryse•-> on Dec 18, 2016 19:17:53 GMT -5
(Hello and welcome Ry!!! So glad to have you! Yes that is absolutely fine with me, no worries! Ash if fine for fire And we don't really need any powers other than healing for now! Maybe a fire warrior someone old enough they can be Emberkit's mentor!) (Fantastic! I will go on right ahead and make my cats when I get home then,which should be in a few hours :3 I'm so excited to join! }
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Post by Penguin ~ ❄ on Dec 18, 2016 19:20:56 GMT -5
Sure, let's bury it under that bush." She meowed and padded over. She scraped at the ground until there was a dip bug enough to lay both prey in it. She placed the chipmunk under thw bush and stepped back. "Do you want to lead now?" "That sounds great to me Owlflight. You lead, I'll follow you!" Runningstorm meowed Owlflight walked outside. It was a pleasant day, like Runningstorm had said. She really enjoyed being out in nature; she couldn't imagine what it would be like being a kittypet. "Do you want to hunt?" She personally didn't enjoy hunting, but she worried that Runningstorm would find it boring just walking.
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Post by Turtleshell on Dec 18, 2016 19:22:11 GMT -5
(Ok you have my full undivided attention now I swear!!!! Lol Hey Penguin! *Tackles* Want to have Breezesong join Thunderbolt and Coldsun for her first official hunt as a warrior?? We're excited to have you, Ry!!!!) Thistlefoot jumped up, angry. "I am NOT old, Cloverrain! There is nothing about my age that puts me at risk! I got whitecough because my immune system was low, and I WILL get better with time! Now quit fussing over my like I am a kit, and go find yourself a mate and have kits if you want to mother someone so much!" the older tom snapped.
Indigoleaf smiled. "Wonderful. No eat up. I need your sharp young teeth to help me get to the good meat," she teased the young tom, inching the hare towards him.
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Post by Turtleshell on Dec 18, 2016 19:25:00 GMT -5
Coldsun stopped and nodded "Wanna go now? You can lead" Thunderbolt nodded. "Sure! I heard Breezesong asking to join a patrol for her first hunt, let me go see if she wants to join us!" he prompted, heading for the warriors den, where he had last seen the young warrior.
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