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Post by ❄~Snowstream~❄ on Jan 27, 2017 17:02:02 GMT -5
Your welcome Okie))
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Asexual
Silverwind
Every time you thought life would defeat you, you were wrong. <3
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Post by Silverwind on Jan 27, 2017 17:03:37 GMT -5
(I can't I have to leave soon. But you can for sure have Delphapool open now ) (Do you want to rp out Petalstorm and Winterpaw getting to middle camp when you can rp again or should she just poof to middle camp?)
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Post by Penguin ~ ❄ on Jan 27, 2017 18:28:34 GMT -5
(hello)
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 18:38:50 GMT -5
"Good," he meowed, giving her his charming smile. "I just wanted to see how you were doing. Nice day today huh? That sun sure felt good on my fur." Cobrastrike grinned and stretched his limbs, sitting down in a small patch of light.
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 18:41:28 GMT -5
Robinpaw laughed. "It sure is ironic. It's nice to talk to someone that's friendly, lots of the apprentices can be grumpy," she joked. "And the warriors even grumpier. I mean, my brother is nice, but he's always training, he's also pretty quiet."
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 19:03:02 GMT -5
Sparrowpaw focused his concentration on a falcon he saw. Just concentrate, breath, get ready, he thought, preparing to transform. The Tom closed his eyes and imagined a falcon. He pictured every feature, every aspect of the bird. The brown feathers, the strong rigid beak, the keen eyes, all of it came into play. Sparrowpaw then pictured himself as a falcon soaring above the clouds, about to dive on a mouse, swooping down for the kill. The transformation then began, his fur first turned into feathers, then his muzzle changed into a beak. His back paws and legs changed into fearsome talons, and his front limbs became wings. Sparrowpaw's eyes became keener and he could see every detail. The Tom took flight and soared over the landscape. He was getting the hang of flight. He wanted to test hunting skills as another predator. He would start as a falcon, then move on to a hawk, then an eagle, then a lynx, then a fox, a wolf, and finally a bear. Sparrowpaw opened his talons and dived towards a mouse. The talons wrapped around the small rodent and squeezed, choking the life out of the struggling mouse. What would it be like to eat it in this form? He would test that later. The male hunted two more mice before growing tired, so he flew down to the ground and transformed back, feeling well-accomplished.
(Someone can just jump in and pretend they watched him LOL)
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 19:17:35 GMT -5
(Middle, but he is currently in the forest )
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Post by Penguin ~ ❄ on Jan 27, 2017 19:40:50 GMT -5
(Hi silver, sry I poofed) Owlflight strolled through the forest, until she suddenly saw Sparrowpaw's falcon flying around. She took a break to just watch it; she enjoyed watching other animals, partly because of her Animal Whispering power. She was enjoying the moment until she watched it kill the mouse. She winced, able to understand its fear at its impending doom. She stared as Sparrowpaw transformed back, still feeling sympathy for the poor mouse.
Then she realized she'd probably been staring at Sparrowpaw with a horrified expression. She flattened her ears, hoping he hadn't seen it and thought he'd done something wrong. "Hi, Sparrowpaw! It was really neat watching you fly around as a falcon!" The poor mouse though.
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Post by ❄~Snowstream~❄ on Jan 27, 2017 19:44:31 GMT -5
Hey Penguin))
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 19:46:17 GMT -5
(Winterpaw can if you want her too. Hey guys, would any of you be interested in being Sparrowpaw and Robipaw's mother? I need different people to help with the minor family plot I wanna carry out.)
As Sparrowpaw saw Owlflight he flattened his ears in embarrassment. Hi," he murttered quietly, not sure how she'd react. "I was just... uh testing something, thanks," he said quickly.
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Asexual
Silverwind
Every time you thought life would defeat you, you were wrong. <3
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Post by Silverwind on Jan 27, 2017 19:48:44 GMT -5
(Winterpaw can if you want her too. Hey guys, would any of you be interested in being Sparrowpaw and Robipaw's mother? I need different people to help with the minor family plot I wanna carry out.) As Sparrowpaw saw Owlflight he flattened his ears in embarrassment. Hi," he murttered quietly, not sure how she'd react. "I was just... uh testing something," he said quickly. (I can if you want)
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 19:50:08 GMT -5
(Sweet! That's great )
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 27, 2017 19:52:09 GMT -5
Hi)
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 20:03:48 GMT -5
(Not yet. She is quick-tempered and tends to snap and hurl insults, especially at her mate. The mother and father used to get along, but then started arguing. They tried to hide it from their children, but it is difficult. The plot will begin with Robinpaw or Sparrowpaw secretly witnessing an argument and eventually the parents will snap at eachother in public and the Dad will leave. I wanted to leave info open for you to make her your own as well.)
Sparrowpaw saw the other apprentice hiding. "Hello," he greeted. "Are you new?" The Tom stuttered a bit and was slightly overwhelmed by all the attention.
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 20:06:34 GMT -5
(I also wanted her to have a nature power.)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 27, 2017 20:07:39 GMT -5
Hi)
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Asexual
Silverwind
Every time you thought life would defeat you, you were wrong. <3
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Post by Silverwind on Jan 27, 2017 20:09:24 GMT -5
(Nature power. Got it! ) Lilypaw blinked when the tom addressed her, she stayed silent for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, I just left Upper camp." The young apprentice said sadly as she looked behind her, the general direction the camp should be in.
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Post by Stormheart on Jan 27, 2017 20:18:21 GMT -5
"I'm Sparrowpaw," he told her. "What's your name?"
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Post by Penguin ~ ❄ on Jan 27, 2017 20:21:05 GMT -5
Owlflight was grateful someone else had arrived. She'd assumed by Sparrowpaw's embarrassment that he'd seen her horrified expression, and she hadn't been able to think of a response quick enough. Her pelt turned a little red as she imagined trying to explain how she felt bad about a mouse's death. She looked at the newcomer with more interest when she heard her state that she came from the Upper Camp.
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