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Post by moonimin on Nov 10, 2017 21:06:21 GMT -5
(( hi i'm back! ))
Brackenpaw stretched in the hazy sunlight, and sniffed cautiously at the air around her, a nervous habit that still persisted after almost two moons of safety in Cavernclan. Her ears remained alert, but she relaxed visibly when she only detected the scents of the familiar cats around her. Strongest was the scent of Ma, who lay dozing in a corner, half hidden by shade. Although she seemed almost asleep, Brackenpaw could recognise the same stiffness in the elder's posture that she had seen many times when they were wandering. Padding over, her suspicions were confirmed that Ma had been fully awake - her eyes opened instantly, flicking in her direction. As she crossed to her, she got up without stretching and curled her tail around her paws.
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Sagestream sat up sharply at the sound of soft pawsteps, but felt herself relax when she saw it was only Brackenpaw padding across the camp. She greeted the younger cat silently and affectionately, and watched as Brackenpaw respectfully brought a small mouse from the fresh kill pile for her elder's breakfast. Sagestream almost reminded her that she didn't have to feed her, she could easily get her own food, but the look of worry on Brackenpaw's face silenced her.
"Are you well today, Ma?" Brackenpaw asked. She ate. The mouse's fur was still spotted with dew drops. "Of course, kit." She replied, adding, "The sun is a little warmer today, and there's no mist. It's a good day for hunting." Looking out of the corner of her eye, Sagestream saw that Brackenpaw looked down and away at the mention of hunting. No doubt she was still nervous about her first lessons with her new mentor; her copper fur had bristled a little and there was a hesitation in her voice when she next spoke: "Are you sure you're well enough for me to leave? I should stay and help you move about, I'm sure Sableshine will understand..." "I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much." She interrupted, "I don't need you fussing over me." A silence followed, while she ate her mouse and glanced at the younger cat, who stared rigidly down at her paws, now obviously upset. Such a sensitive little thing, she thought to herself.
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Brackenpaw waited for Ma to finish eating, burning with embarrassment, wondering if her Ma knew that those words hurt as much as they did. She wasn't expecting anything more to be said, and was half-inclined to make an excuse to leave, when she heard the older cat sigh and leave her breakfast, suddenly looking at her quite closely and not at all critically.
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Allowing herself to be gentler, Sagestream looked into Brackenpaw's wide green eyes. "If you wriggle right before you pounce, your prey will hear you rustling and bolt," she told her, "and no cat does it perfectly on her first try." Brackenpaw's silent surprise allowed her to think before she continued, "Sableshine is a kind mentor. She won't be nearly as hard on you as I have had to be in our travels. I'm sorry that I was..." "But you had to be, we were running for our lives, I was just a stupid kit..." Brackenpaw said quietly, "We don't have to run anymore." Was all she said, and washed her small copper face with a rough tongue. "Try not to worry."
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Feeling comforted, Brackenpaw sat close to her Ma and looked about for her mentor, a cat whom she had only spoken to a few times since their arrival.
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Post by Stillanonion on Nov 10, 2017 21:07:29 GMT -5
(Sounds good, but make sure Otterpaw knows that the medicine duties are for the medicine cats here, and that she's not too overpowered in her hunting skills! She is still young, after all. But I like her history, it seems interesting!) (of course! She just got lucky with what she caught, and I didn't mention all the times fishes slapped her in the face!)
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 10, 2017 21:09:04 GMT -5
(Haha! Sounds good! Sorry for my poofs, I've finally finished a big essay and have time to watch my ghost shows)
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Post by Stillanonion on Nov 10, 2017 21:11:00 GMT -5
(good for you! poof as long as you need, I understand the feeling of finishing something big and just wanting to veg out for the rest of my life)
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Post by moonimin on Nov 10, 2017 21:11:12 GMT -5
(( ghost shows sound fun! sorry if i'm a bit inactive, my wifi is dropping in and out, I might disappear suddenly! ): ))
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Post by Stillanonion on Nov 10, 2017 21:11:48 GMT -5
(uh nu not the weefee)
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:13:54 GMT -5
"Oh little one, I understand it must be different here than where you came from.." Briarshade meowed softly, putting a comforting fluffy tail around her. "It gets easier with time I'm sure," she tried to comfort her apprentice, her amber eyes soft. "If it helps any, the elders should be very proud of your catch, as am I. They may even let you share some they'll be so proud!" she told her, remembering that everyone else must be fed before apprentices, she remembered that being the only rule she hated when she was an apprentice a long while ago, but she always understood why it was that way. "If you want to catch eel during leaf-bare, I'm sure we can arrange something. Just be sure to tell me instead of going by yourself."
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Post by moonimin on Nov 10, 2017 21:14:27 GMT -5
(( hhhaha ikr! i only just got here too! nice to meet you btw ))
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:20:49 GMT -5
Hello! Nice to meet you Moonimin! And darn that sucks! Hope your wifi behaves soon haha))
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Post by Stillanonion on Nov 10, 2017 21:21:14 GMT -5
(nice to meet you! I'm sure I'll go through a little inactive streak at least once!)
Otterpaws eyes light up as her mentor complimented her hunting "I promise I'll tell you next time I go fishing!" she meowed, her tail tip twitching in excitement "have you ever fished briarshade?" she asked, forgetting that to most cats fishing meant standing by the edge and scooping out their prey instead of going on high speed underwater chases where more times than not you get slapped by the tail end of your prey.
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 10, 2017 21:21:19 GMT -5
(Going to clone some cats)
Soaringstar had returned from training Owlpaw, happy to see his clanmates conversing and patrolling around their sprawling territory. The dusky brown tabby padded towards his den, looking foward to a bit of relaxation.
Canyonpaw followed Batecho back into camp, belining for the prey pile and picking up one of the mice, stomach growling.
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Post by moonimin on Nov 10, 2017 21:24:04 GMT -5
(( nice to meet you too snowleaf! love your avatar picture, it's so cute!! ))
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:26:40 GMT -5
"Oooh yes I have been fishing many a time during and after my apprenticeship, although I can't say I enjoy getting wet," Briarshade chuckled looking down at Otterpaw. "When my mentor found out I didn't like to fish, oh he had me fishing nearly every day after that!" she laughed, enjoying the fond memory of her mentor who had long since went to StarClan. "Though I don't believe I have ever gotten as wet as you," she commented, seeing that the apprentice was still damp from catching the salmon.
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:27:26 GMT -5
Thanks! I actually painted it and its my cat, Velvet, in space because why not haha)
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Post by Stillanonion on Nov 10, 2017 21:28:57 GMT -5
(sorry gonna poof for a while watching things with the fam!)
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Post by Icefire15 on Nov 10, 2017 21:32:14 GMT -5
Blackdusk padded back into the camp with Sootshadow, both carrying prey. They set their catches on the fresh-kill pile before going in different directions.
Sunpaw had finished his training and chores and was now sitting outside the apprentice's den, eating a bird.
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:33:14 GMT -5
(sorry gonna poof for a while watching things with the fam!) Okey dokey! Have fun!))
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:33:49 GMT -5
If anyone wants I still have Birchpaw and Creekfang open!)
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 10, 2017 21:37:25 GMT -5
(We could do some Birchpaw and Canyonpaw interaction! He's just eating a mouse.
ALSO TOMORROW i will post a poll/plot idea for you all to vote on for our fist little clan plot! That way everyone is aware of it and how it can be organized! )
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Post by вєвє on Nov 10, 2017 21:42:53 GMT -5
Cat Name:Sabreclaw Rank: Warrior Description (Physical and Personality):A masculine of huge stature who easily towers over the majority if not all of his clanmates. A sturdy, lean figure with strong bones create his structure as it is lined and filled with thick muscles and leaving little to no loose skin to be seen- quite accurately being made of strength. Large paws sheathing sharp, off-white claws completes the logistics of this male's foundation. Over this figure runs a thick coat of velvet smooth, Tawny colored male with a dark muzzle and white chin and under belly. He looked like a miniature mountain lion. His massive paws have their toes dipped in such white as well as the very tip of his long, thick, whipcord tail. His ears are average-sized for a cranium such as his- a broad, defined platelet with a long, expansive muzzle with a width almost as much as his platelet. Housed within this feature are two almond-shaped optics where each is colored a bright, soft mint-green shade. At his throat starts a massive, long scar that curls from one side of his jugular to the other to then travel over the left side of his neck and continue to bow around his shoulder and end behind his left shoulder blade. He is a passionate and refined tom who is very perceptive being constantly on look out he sees things around the camp though he never assumes anything but he could usually tell the gossip before its spread. He has a strong moral compass and knows right from wrong though he isn't afraid to be blunt and honest, Though he is observant he is energetic though he is stern when he needs to be and can be seen as abrasive. He is a constant groomer and feels it necessary to look his best though he tries not to be conceded. Raised in the tribe his mother Rose had raised him, his father is unknown to him. History: Other: Screen Name: Codeword:Cave Dweller
Cat Name: Graywind Rank:Warrior Description (Physical and Personality): Graywind is a Clan-born she-cat with blue-gray fur with darker gray socks on her front paws and on her tail tip. She has bright, brilliant blue eyes that hold the mischief and wonder within her. She has one long pink scar that goes from one cheek to the other cheek. || She is a bubbly, outgoing she-cat who isn't afraid to fight for her beliefs. Raised as a tom-boy, she isn't afraid to wrestle with the toms. Tough and stubborn, she has an attitude to those who speak ill of her. History:She was born in the Clan. Her father was a rogue while her mother was Clan-born. Other: Screen Name: Poisonbreeze Codeword:Cave Dweller
Cat Name: Sandpaw Rank: Apprentice Description (Physical and Personality): Sandpaw is a very dark gold shecat with eerie blue eyes, she has thick short fur that sticks out in all directions giving her a wild look though she is quite tall she is extremely small with dagger claws. She is a normal shecat with a spit fire attitude and a mouth to match, though to people she like she is very sweet and loving. History:Born the daughter of a loner, her mother abandoned her with the Clan. SHe has no idea who his father is. Other: Screen Name: Poisonbreeze Codeword:Cave Dweller
Cat Name: Bramblepaw Rank: Apprenitce Description (Physical and Personality): A rather large tom with long, muscular legs. He has short blue-gray fur with these random white markings throughout his fur. His tail is long and fluffier than the rest of his body. The white markings that are lurking throughout his fur, vary in different sizes. His chest is fluffier, about as fluffy as his tail. His eyes are a blazing amber color with little blue flecks. Bramblepaw is an out-going tom cat who enjoys being around others. He's a very talkative tom cat who tends to always have something to say. Then again, he's known as a flirt to. He usually flirts with most she-cats his age or around his age. However, he can be a very sweet and caring tom. He enjoys being around kits and elders for various reasons. Elders because he likes to hear stories, and kits because they usually make him laugh. History: Clan born. Other: Screen Name: Codeword:Cave Dweller
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:43:50 GMT -5
Woo! First plot! How exciting) Okey dokey!)
"Hey Canyonpaw! How's your day going?" Birchpaw inquired happily after dropping her small bird down. The fluffy she-cat looked over at him as she settled down somewhat near him, ready to enjoy her own meal as well.
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 10, 2017 21:48:10 GMT -5
(Hi Poision! Forms look good, and I'll add you tomorrow! I will state though, that we do have a cat already with the prefix "Briar" if you want to change that one to a new name!)
Canyonpaw lifted his head to look at Birchpaw, giving a grin and waving his tail to signal for Birchpaw to sit as close as she wanted. He mewed. "Well, my mentor can be difficult to relate to a lot, but I learned a lot today too. Especially in the caves. I'm getting better at battle training everyday! Caught a bat too!" He bragged lightly, though his tone was very friendly.
"And how are you?"
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Post by Snowleaf on Nov 10, 2017 21:52:46 GMT -5
"Wow a bat? Thats awesome!" Birchpaw smiled, everything seemed so new and exciting to her, having just recently been made and apprentice. "So far it has been a good day! I'm sure Silvermask will want me to train or hunt later, but I guess she is busy for now since I haven't seen her around yet today," she replied taking a small bite of her prey. "I might go hunting by myself later, I'm starting to get bored staying in camp all day."
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Post by вєвє on Nov 10, 2017 21:54:38 GMT -5
OCC:Fixed!)
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 10, 2017 21:59:54 GMT -5
(Ok! Sorry guys, I'm gonna head off for the night, but you're welcome to rp, Poison.)
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Post by Icefire15 on Nov 10, 2017 22:01:18 GMT -5
Cat Name: Firesong Rank: queen Description (Physical and Personality): A dark, long-furred, ginger she-cat with lighter orange tabby stripes, paws, underbelly, and chest, with leaf green eyes. Firesong is a kind and gentle she-cat, but she can be fierce and protective of her kits if threatened, she can also have a sharp tongue if you get on her bad side as well. History: Firesong was born and raised in CavernClan. Her mate, Lostbird, had died not long before her kits were born. Other: Her kits are Lionkit and Vixenkit. Screen Name: Icefire15 Codeword: Cave Dweller
Cat Name: Lionkit Rank: kit Description (Physical and Personality): A long-furred, golden tom with darker brown tabby stripes and paws, with sea-green eyes. Lionkit is a proud, headstrong cat and never backs down from a challenge, which can at times cause some trouble. He doesn't think before going headfirst into a situation, another spell for trouble. History: Lionkit was born to Firesong and Lostbird of CavernClan, his sister being Vixenkit. He never met his father, Lostbird, as he had died before he was born. Other: Screen Name: Icefire15 Codeword: Cave Dweller
Cat Name: Vixenkit Rank: kit Description (Physical and Personality): Vixenkit looks very much like her mother, only her fur is of a lighter ginger color, and her eyes are a darker green color. Vixenkit is an intelligent and cunning she-cat, preferring to talk her way out of sticky situations than fighting, unlike her brother. But she will fight if she has to and will fiercely protect her clan. History: Born to Firesong and Lostbird of CavernClan, alongside her brother Lionkit. She never met her father, Lostbird, as he had died before she was born. Other: Screen Name: Icefire15 Codeword: Cave Dweller
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Post by вєвє on Nov 10, 2017 22:08:29 GMT -5
OCC : Okay!
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Post by Stillanonion on Nov 10, 2017 22:16:46 GMT -5
(return of the ginger!)
Otterpaw chuckled "That'll happen if you hunt our way" she meowed, forgetting that she wasn't with her family anymore "Right br- heh n-nevermind" she meowed pain flashing in her eyes she was about to ask for her sisters support as she'd always done when proving a point. Otterpaw sighed, her tail drooping "shall we bring this stuff back to camp?" the little she-cat meowed. Her heart sinking in her chest and her eyes clouding. No matter how hard she fought she couldn't keep the dark waves of loneliness out of her mind and now all she could do was struggle to keep herself from drowning.
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Post by вєвє on Nov 10, 2017 22:22:49 GMT -5
OCC: Whose free?)
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Post by SnowStorm on Nov 10, 2017 22:49:48 GMT -5
Is anyone still here? ^^; )
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