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Post by sunni on Aug 9, 2017 15:37:40 GMT -5
Static ans melody are middle, and lark is upper))
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Post by sunni on Aug 9, 2017 15:58:28 GMT -5
Melodymist growled as she crouched down into a battle stance. The spry young warrior had been battle training alone in the training hollow since dawn. Her muscles were sore but she wanted to be fully prepared for battle. She was a talented fighter but she knew her small size could be a disadvantage, and she refused to let it fault her
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Larksong sighed as she layed her head onti her paws. The young queen felt distraught and useless. She yearned to be in middke camp, at the front lines of battke and yet here she was.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 9, 2017 19:00:57 GMT -5
Hey)
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Post by .:*Leaf Sama*:.™ on Aug 10, 2017 11:30:48 GMT -5
(I dunno if you'll see this, but Leaffeather: Any time I look at your pic, I think it's Daffy Duck) (XD that's hilarious! I see it too sometimes... I agree with you!)
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 10, 2017 11:45:20 GMT -5
(Just letting you all know I have a day camp thing coming up...I don't remember when it is but I think it starts on August 21st...so I will probably end up being inactive until August 31st.)
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Demisexual
Summer
Jk. Not coming back. Am on Discord now.
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Post by Summer on Aug 11, 2017 16:58:58 GMT -5
Melodymist growled as she crouched down into a battle stance. The spry young warrior had been battle training alone in the training hollow since dawn. Her muscles were sore but she wanted to be fully prepared for battle. She was a talented fighter but she knew her small size could be a disadvantage, and she refused to let it fault her Batpaw made his way quietly to the Training Hollow. The blind apprentice wanted to make sure he was good at sparring since he would be a warrior soon. He paused by the side of the Hollow, hearing someone else there practicing. He then waited, observing where the cat was staying before he went to an area that Melodymist didn't often go to if at all and started practicing. He didn't want to disturb the other cat's concentration, and since he couldn't see what she was doing, he didn't want to risk speaking up and breaking her concentration, causing her to potentially hurt herself or something like that.
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Post by leopardfire on Aug 12, 2017 12:03:19 GMT -5
(The news is just too much for me today. Time to just play The Sims most of the day and watch a movie instead.)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 12, 2017 12:04:15 GMT -5
hey)
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Coon cat
Constant vigilance!
Pronouns: She/her/she-cat
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Post by Coon cat on Aug 12, 2017 12:15:33 GMT -5
Hi everyone I'm back!)
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Post by Stormheart on Aug 12, 2017 15:00:40 GMT -5
(Hiya! Anything I missed?)
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Post by Stormheart on Aug 12, 2017 19:41:34 GMT -5
A week or so? I'm not sure TBH. I'm s sorry for not being on much. My cat Mittens has been missing for three weeks and my other cat went missing three days ago. All that's on my mind is finding them.)
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Post by Stormheart on Aug 12, 2017 19:42:35 GMT -5
(Does anyone want to RP? I need to take my mind off of things)
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Post by Turtleshell on Aug 13, 2017 11:09:08 GMT -5
Three moons passed. The war waged ever on. Cats died. Kits grew. Apprentices learned. Stomachs starved and wounds healed...or didn't. Burningpaw was now a member of their camp, slightly crippled. After the clan learned of Fogpaw being a spy, she was thrown out, gone who knew where. That was evidence, to them, that Bur infpaw wasn't a spy. Cloverrain was safe, her two kits to be made apprentices that very day, in fact. Zinniapetal had given Aurorastar an ultimatum; remove Cloverrain as a medicine cat, or she would no longer act as a healer herself. What would the leader do?
The rogues had practically joined the Lower Camp; they lived there, hunted with them, even trained their apprentices; Apple acted as Celestialpaw's mentor.she was the only cat in the camp to have ever coexisted with a time-control cat. Bobpaw hardly spoke to his sister, his own power having never come. He grew closer to his mother everyday, who was also now very close to Swancall. She acted as the only Queen in a kitless nursery.
The Upper Camp was doing much better. Prey was easier to come by in the Mountain, and the cats were stronger, able to catch most of what they found. Briarpaw, Irispaw, Venompaw and Cragpaw had just been made apprentices, and now Larksong's kits were the only ones left in the nursery, with their mother and Galegust, who did next to nothing. Diamond had been in the camp for over three moons now, and it seemed obvious that her group mates had left her behind. With all the food, the kindness she received from Darkstar especially, along with the other cats in the clan, was she beginning to like it there?
The Middle Camp was the perfect battle ground. Not only did they regularly initiate battles, but they regularly stole prey from Lower Camp cats that were hunting. Palewhisper and Tundraclaw's kits were born, receiving superior treatment due to being the kits of the deputy.
Nightlight. What a dastardly cat, leading his evil spirits, and. Ow some of the living. While he started with training just Soulpaw- now Soulstorm- with Iriskit and Littlepaw. Now, though, Venompaw was with them and Adderpaw. More were surely to come.
Leadbare is harsh. And the war is far from an end.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 13, 2017 11:13:48 GMT -5
wooh!)
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Post by Turtleshell on Aug 13, 2017 11:16:03 GMT -5
(Lol so just jump in with all your characters where ever. I've gotta finish updating when I'm back on my computer but I'll Rp. It's morning if that helps, just kind of do starters for a bunch of your characters and then it gives everyone a chance to reply with a few different people)
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Post by Turtleshell on Aug 13, 2017 11:20:01 GMT -5
(I think I did Batears and Brokenheart.)
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Post by Turtleshell on Aug 13, 2017 11:21:19 GMT -5
(Wanna go ahead and do our back in time as though it happened before- lol- Soulpaw saving Bluemoon?)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 13, 2017 11:26:26 GMT -5
Ebonypaw padded around camp, looking for someone to talk to or even go training with. She'd hoped for her father but she always worried she'd be a bother to him so she looked for someone else. Maybe one of her brothers?
Cloverrain padded out of the nursery with her daughters and sat down as she watched them play. Today was the day they'd be apprenticed; she couldn't believe how fast they'd grown. She glanced up towards the sky; Pumakit should have been here too. As always, her guilt tugged at her as though trying to drag her down into the ground, pulling and tearing at her like she'd do to the herbs being made into poultices. She turned her gaze to the medicine den, the knot of guilt in her stomach being replaced by one of worry. What would happen once she started her job again? Zinniapetal made it clear she wasn't welcome in the den.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 13, 2017 11:42:17 GMT -5
{Sweetlily} Spirit cat? female| 45 moons | Siren A cream she-cat with soft fur much like that of a kit. Her pinkish colored tail is so long it touches the ground at all times. Her eyes are a soft green color, like sunshine on a waterfall. Her voice is rather quiet but is like a rose, soft and pretty, but when threatened, also has its sharp thorns. Haughty and arrogant, Sweetlily knows she's pretty and knows exactly how to use that to her advantage; she's even been known to use her power to get her way. She is intelligent and quick-witted which helps when enacting her malicious plans. Although never front and center in the gossip chain, she somehow finds a way to know everything going on and, if crossed- which isn't too hard to do- will spit out embarrassing information about anyone who crossed her. She's very particular, always wanting everything done correctly and will be the first to point out even the smallest fault. The only cat she isn't rude to is her mate, Nightlight. [ *Morningglory* ] Spirit Realm?
{Pepperstorm} DESIRED RANK female | 28 moons | Appearance changing long-legged she-cat with a tabby pelt in a shade somewhere between brown and ginger. A pair of piercing, blue eyes sit above a short muzzle and a delicate, pink nose. Pepperstorm is a hard cat to read, constantly caught between the impression given to others by her graceful looks and her true inner childishness. Friendly and eccentric, Pepperstorm loves to be the center of attention and thrives in social situations. She strongly dislikes being alone, and as a result, she can usually be found wherever the action is. Though very kind, Pepperstorm can be over-excitable and a bit nosy; still, her friends see her excitement as rather charming, and she possesses the unique ability to keep up a conversation with even the most reluctant interlocutor. However, despite her friendliness, her demeanor shifts greatly around strangers. She is extremely shy upon first meeting someone and becomes subdued toward all of her clanmates for a few days after meeting them. Though warming up can take some time, when she does, she returns to her usual, bubbly self. Curious and fearless, Pepperstorm is most commonly found sneaking into anywhere she isn't supposed to be. She is extremely agile and rather small, so she is excellent at hiding. Though she wouldn't dream of doing something malicious with the information she discovers, so has a tendency to blurt it out at inopportune times. [ *Morningglory* ] AURORASTAR'S CAMP (LOWER)
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