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Post by rosesong on Dec 3, 2017 23:44:17 GMT -5
Mosspelt nodded and waited for the deputy to be settled in the tree before she tasted the air again in order to isolate the scent. She dropped low to the ground keeping her paws light in the snow and began stalking her prey. She soon spotted it a few tail lengths away and paused noticing the way it was positioned. She circled around it to better come up behind the prey and took a few more steps before leaping the remaining two tail lengths on top of the vole and killed it quickly with a bite to the neck before it even could understand what was happening. She picked it up by its neck and dragged it over to a nearby tree and dug a hole quickly and stored the vole inside before covering it back up.
Dreamkit laughed "Im following you silly. What where you looking for?" she meowed looking around trying to find what the tiny tom was looking for
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Dec 3, 2017 23:50:03 GMT -5
Rainfur snorted a bit at Snappertooth's words, "I think I'll pass." The tom said, flicking his tail and he padded towards his nest, immediately the tiny tom curled up. He seemed to instantly melt. Already this was beyond better than the harsh-ness outside. He lifted his head, looking back at Snappertooth, "Besides you're too young for me that'd be weird." He added. That was Rainfur joking, which sucked. He was bad. But hey it was a rare attempt.
Pinekit huffed, "Maybe I don't want you to follow me," He said as he pointedly looked away and padded forwards with his tail in the air. Quietkit was his secret. Well. His Daisykit's and Blazekit's.
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Post by rosesong on Dec 3, 2017 23:54:11 GMT -5
"awww come on Pinekit" Dreamkit wined "Tell me I promise I wont tell." she pouted hoping that the slightly older kit would listen to her.
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Post by Cool Guy on Dec 3, 2017 23:58:35 GMT -5
Dustwhisker stopped to watch the kill Mosspelt had made, nodding as she exhibited the proper form and balance as she circled in on the vole. Every move from the moment she scented the vole to the moment she killed it was completely perfect in his eyes. He mentally awarded the she-cat ten points for her hunting, but then quickly remembered that she was not an apprentice and this was just to make sure she could contribute to the clan properly. While she was burying it, he had moved over to the tree she had dug her hole beneath and dropped down next to her, hoping not to spook her. "Excellent choice of location for your hole." He complemented. He was unable to stop his assessment babble, he'd done it for so many cats who were now the warriors of his clan. "The ground around these roots isn't as frozen as the rest of the ground because of the lessened direct exposure to the snow." He was talking mostly to himself now but he looked rather pleased with Mosspelt's performance. "I suppose we'll leave that buried for now..." He trailed off, slowly backing up from the she-cat again. "The next part of your assessment is a sparring match, your opponent-" He dropped suddenly into a crouch. "Me." His tail waved back and forth. "The rules are simple," He began to circle her a little. "You are to use your knowledge and skills to attack and pin me down. You may not use your claws, but you may say otherwise harsh things to me and use your surroundings in your favor." He narrowed his eyes. "Ready?"
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Post by briarfur on Dec 3, 2017 23:59:50 GMT -5
Cherrypaw padded into camp with a rabbit dangling out of his mouth, tail held high. Yeah, he snuck out of camp before it was first light, but it was for the good of the clan. And the rabbit was a bit scraggly, but it would be appreciated regardless. And he would have waited, but the older cats were so noisy when they hunted that they scared off the good prey before he could catch any.
So he was pretty proud of himself, for how well he'd done on his own. Setting the rabbit down in the fresh kill pile, he sat down and began grooming himself.
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Post by briarfur on Dec 4, 2017 0:04:02 GMT -5
The she-cat had done no such thing. She hated the cold, and wanted to sleep as long as she could. Her short fur was meticulously groomed, and did little to shield her from the cold. Eventually, though, hunger overpowered her desire to sleep, and she stretched before heading out of the apprentice's den.
She sat at the entrance and spent some time grooming her coat. She wanted to look her best and reorganize her sleep-addled thoughts before she talked to anyone.
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 0:13:53 GMT -5
Mosspelt tensed and nodded "ready when you are" she meowed
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Dec 4, 2017 0:20:47 GMT -5
Hickorypaw laid tawny belly-up in the apprentices den. He was half purring half snoring as he slept. Only waking up a pawful of times when he'd get to loud causing Brookpaw to just about claw his ears off. The tom snuggled deeper into the moss, unaware of his brother sneaking out. And unaware of his "secret admirer" sitting right outside of the den.
Rainfur rolled his blue eyes and shook his head at the tom, "The cold is seriously getting to you, you're delirious." He said to Snappertooth. Now watching him calmly, he suddenly felt a strike in his chest. Snappertooth was Dustwhisker's son. Another living reminder of his sibling's death. Starclan why do you haunt me with the past, he thought bitterly. He missed being able to have a regular conversation, he missed what association felt like.
Pinekit turned his brown head, just to stick his tongue out at the cream colored she-kit. Then broke out into a run, not watching where he was going. He bumped right into Shortpaw.
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Post by briarfur on Dec 4, 2017 0:27:02 GMT -5
The tom flicked his tail proudly, in case anybody was watching. He had planned it all the night before. Froststar would see how much he'd done before even he was up, and he'd be that much closer to being named a warrior. Not that he was as concerned about that as he was about getting his mentor's approval. But for now, he watched the rest of the camp wake up for a second before grabbing a couple of mice and heading over to the Elder's den.
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 0:27:59 GMT -5
Mosspelt let her body go limp as the deputy made contact knowing he wouldnt be able to stick without his claws. When he rolled off of her she was better able to get up of the ground. She was smaller and quicker than him and pin him the ground with her front paws and raked his belly with her back paws making sure to keep her claws sheathed
Dreamkit growled at the tom and chased him stopping just short of the kit stopping herself from hitting both of them. She looked up at the apprentice and took a few steps back her eyes wide.
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Post by briarfur on Dec 4, 2017 0:29:51 GMT -5
Shortpaw stumbled a few feet before catching herself. She glared down at the cat who barreled into her, ready to give whoever it was a good verbal lashing. Her eyes softened when she realized it was Pinekit. Echoshade and Wintercloud had become very protective of their remaining kits, and she might have developed a soft spot for the kits.
She released her anger with a short huff and sat back down, fixing her fur where he'd run into her.
"You alright there, Pinekit? Aren't you up a bit early?"
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Dec 4, 2017 0:30:04 GMT -5
(I’m here! Sort of lol can anyone catch me up of what i missed? I skimmed a bit and saw we did a timeskip?) I'm playing Pinekit right now. Please hop in with :3 Some apprentices are very close to being named Warriors as well. }} |
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 0:33:26 GMT -5
(wait who are the prophecy kits? What is the prophecy?)
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Dec 4, 2017 0:38:04 GMT -5
(wait who are the prophecy kits? What is the prophecy?)
I honestly don't know the prophecy yet lole but so far they can see their dead brother Quietkit in the materialized world.
I feel like once we have a prophecy decided on we should have Starclan deliver it to both Webtail and Dreampaw when she eventually becomes the med cat apprentice. }} |
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Dec 4, 2017 0:38:32 GMT -5
(oh heck what’s the prophecy again? also you got time to maybe do some White&Hazel?) |
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 0:41:49 GMT -5
(ahhh okay. Starclan members are becoming more and more free. Wishkit, Dreamkit, and Willowbreeze can see Brambletail too but so far only in dreams. But yeah Dreamkit when she becomes dreampaw can get the message or Webtail. Whichever)
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 0:43:10 GMT -5
Dreamkit laughed Pinekit and looked up at Shortpaw "yeah we where just playing" she looked back and Pinekit "come on" she meowed flicking her little tail at him
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I'm having too much fun messing with my profile y'all
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Post by Cool Guy on Dec 4, 2017 0:46:56 GMT -5
Dustwhisker's eyes opened wide in shock at her counter, impressed that she was so nimble still after being forced to stay in the medicine cat den for two moons. As his shoulders hit the ground, he felt all the air get forced out of his lungs with the impact and he couldn't fight back for a moment. He felt her hind paws pummeling his stomach when he took another breath in. He kicked his own hind legs up, his paws colliding with Mosspelt's and launching her off. "Nice try." He admitted, rolling over and getting up quickly. "But you'll have to try harder than that." His tail lashed back and forth.
Snappertooth chuckled more for probably a lot longer than he should've. He was delirious, after all. As silence once again filled the den, he sensed the sudden mood shift. He raised an eyebrow, his head moving enough to look at Rainfur. "You alright, Rainfur?" He meowed. He hadn't even been thinking about the negative association the small tom might have with him. From the day his father was killed, his loyalty to the clan had been surrounded with uncertainty, but not nearly as much as Mothstrike's. His poor sister had been more under attack than him in their childhood because of how much she looked like their father. I suppose they aren't wrong. He thought for a second then shrugged to himself. There's no harm in having a relationship with your father, he'll make you stronger. But that still didn't stop him from having a sense of empathy, especially when he was without the inhibitions to hide it.
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 0:56:55 GMT -5
Mosspelt smiled at the challenge and made herself low to the ground in order to make her target space small while she thought of what to do next. She evaluated his size versus hers and made a decision. She stood up and jumped on a nearby tree using it to push of onto the deputys back. She took her front paw and lightly boxed his ears from atop his back to prove a point before leaping off "I could have done more damage if I could have used my claws to dig into your shoulders. Then used my back paws to target your back and hips." she meowed
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 1:02:06 GMT -5
(Omg Singe I saw ur new profile pic. Excited for christmas? CUZ I AM!!  ) |
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Post by rosesong on Dec 4, 2017 1:11:53 GMT -5
"Fair enough" she meowed before the tom flipped her over. She yowled in surprise at the tom flipped her over but regained her sense of self within enough time to get back to her paws before he could get to her belly. She circled back around regaining her senses and decided to try his own move against him. She leaped at him pushing him with her paws at his chest at full force. It didnt push him over but he took a few steps back unbalanced. She then jumped to his side and grabbed his opposite back leg with her paw and pulled hard nocking him onto his side. She pinned him "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10." she meowed as the tom regained his senses. She smiled with pride and leaped off of him panting to regain her breath and shaking her paw. That was the most exercise she had had in a while. She was a bit out of shape and it showed.
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