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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 17, 2017 20:05:50 GMT -5
[Here he is!!!]
NAME || Ash (Hopefully to become Ashclaw)
GENDER || Tom
DESCRIPTION { looks, history, & personality; try not to make it too long } ||
Ash is a Maine Coon, as such, he is a larger than average cat. He stands at 14 inches at his shoulder and is nearly three feet long, not including his tail. His tail, another 12 inches, is covered in long, thick hair. In fact, Ash's entire coat consists of long, thick hair. His coat is a dark crimson, covered in black markings. His feet are black, as are the edges of his ears. However, the tip of his tail is a snow white. His eyes, for which he earned his name, are an ash grey. Standing out within the black fur of his front right leg is a long, jagged scar.
Ash is remarkably quiet and stealthy for his size. He prefers to stay away from most cats, but has realized that living by himself can be an extremely difficult thing to do. However, he still would rather sleep on the outskirts of the camp. He is also really good with cats, though he has none of his own. He is a very loyal cat, once his loyalty is earned that is. Once he learns the Warrior code, Ash would not be the one to break it, at least, not without the best of reasons. He also loves the snow.
History:
Ash has lived within the forest for all his life. He has no memories of his parents except for the sensation of a warm touch. It is a sensation that, for as long as he can remember, Ash has wanted to pass down to his own kits. It was nearly two years ago, when Ash was merely a young cat, about 7 moons old, when he got his scar. It was from a rather nasty dog that had wandered into the forest. Starving, the hound had attacked Ash. Barely managing to get away, Ash silently tracked the dog ever since. It wasn't until a year ago that he was finally able to bring the beast down.
Since then, he has discovered the clan cats. Having always lived by himself, Ash originally thought that they were fools to do as they were, but as time passed his thoughts changed. Seeing them grow, and eat full meals while he went hungry, Ash has decided to make his presence known. Today was the day for that.
RANK || Loner (Hopefully to become a Warrior)
KIN || N/A
OTHER || Ash is 2 years, 7 months old. As such, he has another year before he is full grown.
SCREEN-NAME || Ashclaw
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Post by briarfur on Nov 17, 2017 21:13:30 GMT -5
((Sorry I worked all day and just got home))
Wintercloud to Echoshade
He felt terrible. Not just for the loss of his kit and being unable to protect his mate, but for falling asleep when he said that he would keep an eye on her. He hadn't realized that he was as tired as he had been. He woke up to his mate getting up to defend against an incoming cat. Or rather, he woke up when she laid back down. He was about to open his eyes when he heard talking. Of course, he was familiar with Robinwing, but hadn't spent time with her. It seemed like a bad moment to interrupt, so he lay silent and with his eyes closed, as he listened to the conversation. His mate's mother had better ways of saying what he had wanted to say, so he was grateful for them.
He knew that when he got up he would be sore, with several cuts and slashes from the fight with the fox. But for now, he was content to lay against his mate.
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 21:14:57 GMT -5
Pineshadow looked up from his sister's side when Duskwhisker approached. Maplebreeze was still laying on the ground curled up on herself. When Dustwhiskered asked, Pineshadow's eyes dropped. Stepping away from the she-cat, Pineshadow neared the other warrior and lowered his gaze. "Echoshade's had her kits..." he started, voice sorrowful. "But she was out in the forest and... a fox took one of them before running away." Pineshadow looked back at his sister and sighed. "It's a tragedy, really..."
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Robinwing approached her daughter, giving a quick nod to her son. Sadness tugged at her heartstrings as she saw the young warrior crumpled on the floor. She bent down and nudged the calico cat's head. "Maplebreeze, dear," she mewed gently. Maplebreeze made no noise. "Maplebreeze, you need to get up. Your sister wants to talk to you." Maplebreeze tensed. After a moment, she looked up at her mother, terror in her eyes. "N-No, I can't!" she murmured, voice shaking. "Not after what just happened!" Robinwing's eyes softened. "Maplebreeze, she doesn't blame you for-" "You don't understand!" Maplebreeze interrupted. Her eyes were wide with grief. "I can't!" She finally pulled herself to her paws, shoulders tense. "I failed to save her kit. I know I could have caught that fox! I know I could have taken back that kit! But I did nothing." Tears pricked in Maplebreeze's eyes. "I was too scared. I panicked. Echoshade fought for her kits while she was in pain and I was too scared to move." Maplebreeze's voice was a mere whisper now. "Ashenblaze always said to be there for your Clan and to give your best. And I couldn't even do that for my own family..." Robinwing looked at her daughter with sorrow, giving her a nudge. "Maplebreeze, you need to go and talk to her. Your sister does not hate you. You cannot be afraid of your own kin," she cooed. "Go to your sister and tell her what you just said, alright? Trust me," Maplebreeze looked up at her mother, looking for any excuse not to go. Robinwing's eyes were serious, which meant there was no convincing her. Maplebreeze took a shaky, terrified sigh. "I..." she whispered. Robinwing nudged the she-cat to her paws, and pushed her towards the nursery. Maplebreeze gave a shaky glance back, hoping her for a chance to escape the confrontation. She made her way towards the nursery.
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 17, 2017 21:31:03 GMT -5
[Ummmm, can I post as a Loner?]
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 21:32:46 GMT -5
It took nearly ten minutes for Maplebreeze to gather the courage to approach the nursery fully.
She hates you, her inner voice reminded her, making her flinch. Maplebreeze nudged her way into the nursery, murmuring something that sounded like "Hello?" Her eyes were glued to the floor.
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 21:33:53 GMT -5
[Ummmm, can I post as a Loner?] |
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 22:40:38 GMT -5
Pineshadow hesitated to respond. "I don't know, Dustwhisker... I think that is something that Froststar should decide," the tom said, whiskers twitching in thought. "It could be a comfort to Echoshade to know that it is dead, but it may cost us more injuries, or worse, casualties. We've lost enough Clanmates tonight." Pineshadow sat, curling his thin black tail around his paws. "The risk far outweighs the benefits in this situation."
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"Stonepaw," Robinwing said, nodding a greeting to the apprentice. When he asked what happened, yet another cat, her heart sank. Having to tell this story over and over again was beginning to wear her down. "Echoshade... Echoshade was out it the forest when her kits came, and there was a fox..." She paused. "Who took one of the kits."
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 22:58:35 GMT -5
Robinwing shook her head. "I don't think there is much we can do at the moment, other than give her time to grieve," she mewed. The older she-cat smiled warmly at the apprentice. It really was sweet that the young tom was so willing to help out so immediately. He would become a great warrior when the time comes. "I suppose every now and then, however, you could make sure she's comfortable and fed. Though, it's best to start that tomorrow."
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 17, 2017 23:57:40 GMT -5
[Here he is!!!] NAME || Ash (Hopefully to become Ashclaw) GENDER || Tom DESCRIPTION { looks, history, & personality; try not to make it too long } || Ash is a Maine Coon, as such, he is a larger than average cat. He stands at 14 inches at his shoulder and is nearly three feet long, not including his tail. His tail, another 12 inches, is covered in long, thick hair. In fact, Ash's entire coat consists of long, thick hair. His coat is a dark crimson, covered in black markings. His feet are black, as are the edges of his ears. However, the tip of his tail is a snow white. His eyes, for which he earned his name, are an ash grey. Standing out within the black fur of his front right leg is a long, jagged scar. Ash is remarkably quiet and stealthy for his size. He prefers to stay away from most cats, but has realized that living by himself can be an extremely difficult thing to do. However, he still would rather sleep on the outskirts of the camp. He is also really good with cats, though he has none of his own. He is a very loyal cat, once his loyalty is earned that is. Once he learns the Warrior code, Ash would not be the one to break it, at least, not without the best of reasons. He also loves the snow. History: Ash has lived within the forest for all his life. He has no memories of his parents except for the sensation of a warm touch. It is a sensation that, for as long as he can remember, Ash has wanted to pass down to his own kits. It was nearly two years ago, when Ash was merely a young cat, about 7 moons old, when he got his scar. It was from a rather nasty dog that had wandered into the forest. Starving, the hound had attacked Ash. Barely managing to get away, Ash silently tracked the dog ever since. It wasn't until a year ago that he was finally able to bring the beast down. Since then, he has discovered the clan cats. Having always lived by himself, Ash originally thought that they were fools to do as they were, but as time passed his thoughts changed. Seeing them grow, and eat full meals while he went hungry, Ash has decided to make his presence known. Today was the day for that. RANK || Loner (Hopefully to become a Warrior) KIN || N/A OTHER || Ash is 2 years, 7 months old. As such, he has another year before he is full grown. SCREEN-NAME || Ashclaw |
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 18, 2017 0:25:45 GMT -5
{{ Aaaaa the conversation between Echoshade and Robinwing was so heartwarming ;w;
& also I'll try and get the front updated again <3
also Cool Guy just so you know you are probably getting deputy. :3c Since you were the only one to request so + Dustwhisker just fits the role so well
𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 you're fine! :'3 Thank you for stopping in and letting us know! }}
Whiteshadow looked over at Hazelmoon. Having a little trouble catching his breath, the tom let out a heavy sigh, "Sure kittypets aren't a huge threat, but where there's a kittypet- there's a two-leg not too far." He said, puffing himself up a bit. "So we should try to be a little cautious." He mumbled, looking around for any signs of tracks.
Froststar watched Webtail as his did his work. Flinching every so often as his bloodied wounds were patched with cobwebs. "Thats good news." He said, when he heard that the new queen and kits were going to be fine. Having some kits around would definitely liven Stormclan's camp. And with kits plus leaf-bare coming, they'd all be forced to put some more effort into getting ready for harsh weather. His ears perked at Dustwhisker's words of killing the fox. He let out a sigh and sorely exited the den without a word to Webtail, "No," he said to the unsettled Warriors, "There won't be any fox hunting. I won't have any more cats joining Starclan today. We will instead double patrols and try to protect our camp." He knew some cats would argue, and maybe his decision wasn't the best, and he will leave the future to decide that. His focus was on their safety now. And this was him doing only the best one cat could.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 9:19:34 GMT -5
Upon hearing the voice of her younger sister, the new mother lifted her head and perked her ears forward at the sound. "Come in, Maplebreeze," she said with a gentle but firm voice. Her heart ached at how dejected her sister sounded. Were it not for the kits, the young queen would have stood and gone to comfort her sister herself, but for now she was very much grounded to her nest. Looking after the vulnerable newborns and protecting them from the world outside until they were strong enough to go out and explore it for themselves.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 11:22:22 GMT -5
(that could be cool!)
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 18, 2017 11:32:54 GMT -5
{{ Yissss. c: also Is this good for Blazekit?}}
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 11:35:52 GMT -5
(absolutely perfect!)
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i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 18, 2017 11:44:38 GMT -5
{{ Alright!  }}
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 11:46:03 GMT -5
(what would the prophecy be regarding do you think? and of course do you want to rp?)
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 18, 2017 11:55:30 GMT -5
{{ I don't know! We should probably wait for some others before getting too into it. Especially since briarfur Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» & 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 will all be directly involved.
Also sure I can rp. :3 I have Splashfire and Brookpaw open and obviously Pinekit. }}
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 12:10:08 GMT -5
(I didn't mean to start right away XD I was just asking what you had in mind, and sure. Want to rp mother and son? When should they start opening their eyes?)
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 12:34:10 GMT -5
Looking down at her youngest son, the queen leant down and rasped her tongue over his ear with a little purr rumbling from her throat. In spite of her pain, the love bright in her gaze was obvious and apparent for anyone who as much as glanced at her. She tucked him closer to the curve of her belly, pressing her nose into his fur. "Good morning little one," she whispered.
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i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 18, 2017 13:02:18 GMT -5
{{ Sparkly yes go ahead and post a starter. c: }}
Pinekit let out a soft mewl, huffing slightly. He practically melted at his mother's tongue. Becoming much more comforted and tamed, he settled back down with his other two siblings. Beginning to purr again.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 18, 2017 13:08:10 GMT -5
Mreowing with laughter at the little newborn, her heart in turn all but melting as she watched her son with adoration filled eyes. Glancing over at her mate with a wide grin, everything still hurt. But the love for her kits was making it hard not to feel a little bit of happiness. She pulled the kit closer to her face, running her tongue across his back as she carefully groomed the tiny kit.
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 18, 2017 13:14:07 GMT -5
Brookpaw nearly grumbled at the noise her den-mate made on her way out of the den. Brookpaw then tried stuffing her nose deeper into her fluffy tail, trying hard to fall back into asleep. Her eyes fluttered open, and she let out a defeated sigh. The tabby she-cat got to her paws, shaking off a small clump of moss that clung to her pelt. She perked up,noticing Tawnypaw sat at the entrance of the den, So that's who woke me up I bet. She haughtily thought to herself. "Morning, Tawnypaw." She mewed as she padded out of the den.
Pinekit let out several small mewls of protest from being moved away from his siblings, however the tom just sat and let his mother groom him. He tried to crawl but clumsily fell on his side. Just lifting his head to sniff the air again. Smell and hearing where his only way of telling what was happening around him, atleast until his eyes would open in the next few following days. It was hard to believe that only a moon from now, he will be talking and pouncing around along with Daisykit and Blazekit.
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