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Post by lordclover on Nov 19, 2017 20:26:07 GMT -5
I like the sound of that! If it's fine with you, I'll totally make her sister. Give me a little while to get it typed up ^^ I'll say her mate died recently or something so we don't have to work around that.) |
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𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
Phantom Thief
watch dandadan
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Nov 19, 2017 20:29:57 GMT -5
Yes! Of course :3 I'm thinking she'll have two kits.)
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Post by lordclover on Nov 19, 2017 20:33:52 GMT -5
{ ahh sweet thanks <3 I love rping kits }
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 19, 2017 20:36:33 GMT -5
"My reasoning?" Truth be told, Ash had never thought about his reasoning. If he had to describe it, his wish to join the clan was merely by instinct alone, or so he thought. Once again, the same image flooded his mind. It meant one thing, Protection. Ash's face grew slightly somber as he began to speak. "Is not safety found in numbers?" He mumbled, mostly to himself, however, the other cat would be able to hear without a problem. "I want to be a father." The statement came out smoothly, without the resistance that Ash had been expecting. "Alone, without friends and protection," Ash smirked, his tail swishing back and forth in frustration, "That is no way to raise a kit. Not with the dangers of falcons and foxes."
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 19, 2017 20:38:34 GMT -5
Rainfur almost flinched at being questioned by the curious she-cat. Great they talk, he thought. He didn't meet eyes with her, keeping his vision trained on the gray warrior incase he would be in need of help, "Sometimes," He actually answered Sparrowpaw. "Some rogues are run away kitty pets. However a large number of them are born in the wilderness,just like us." He explained, "But they have no order, and no Starclan to guide their paws. Some can be very dangerous, deadly even. This is why we take their approach seriously." He explained in a hushed voice. Perking his ears to try and hear their conversation, only to pick up the kit comment. Causing the tom to grumble to himself.
Brookpaw watched the two cats. Looking over the unfamiliar tom, very intrigued to say the least. Eh, I bet I could take him. She thought to herself. Flicking her ears when a small leaf hanging down had tickled it. She let out a small sigh and she listened to the two talk. She was almost hoping they'd get to immediately leap into battle. But she knew Dustwhisker probably wouldn't be the type to do so.
Sedgetail was basking in the warm sunlight, when the news of Echoshade's lost kit had reached her. The ex-queen sat up sorely, her old bones made a small pop when she moved. That poor soul, she thought to herself. She was possibly the only cat in this damned clan to understand the queen's pain, the pain of losing your own kit at such an age. She felt her energy drain at the recollection of that night. The night she saw Furzekit's small, lifeless frame. In her own clan territory at that. Echoshade will never go a day again where she won't think about what could've been, she thought sadly to herself. She'd ought to visit the nursery later to speak to the queen, after she'd get some rest. However she didn't want to be a buzzkill. Seeing her might freak the other queen out, because unlike Sedgetail, atleast Echoshade still had living kits. However maybe she could inspire the queen to stay strong, if not for herself or even her clan, atleast for what she still had left.
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 19, 2017 20:48:11 GMT -5
((That'd be fine. Like I said, I don't mind either way. And sure .w. ))
Weedwhisker lay in his nest inside the elder's den, grumbling about something or another. The elder had just curled himself up and was testing the bedding, as per usual. "Tis beddin's to wet," he bumbled, getting up with a huff. "I thought those 'pprentices did their job changin' these. Sure don't feel like it!" Weedwhisker pawed at the moss, picking out small, damp clumps. He'd have to have a talk with that Marshpaw. Looks like all the tom did was grab the first moss he found and didn't sort through it. Didn't they teach young cats anything these days?
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Marshpaw tried to peek around the bushes where Dustwhisker had disappeared. He gave a huffing sound when he saw they were just talking "Hey, you think we should help him chase that cat off our territory?" A grin spread across the tom's face. The thought of a tussle made him excited. "Oooh boy, do you think there's gonna be a fight? I should have gone with him, Dustwhisker doesn't stand a chance without me around," Marshpaw said, puffing out his chest. Of course he could totally take on a rouge by himself. He was super strong, after all. "Could do it with my eyes closed, too."
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 19, 2017 20:49:44 GMT -5
{{ Yes.  She's great }}
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 19, 2017 20:50:12 GMT -5
Ash looked down at the scar that marred his paw. It was a memory that he hated, and his chief reason for wanting to join the clan. "It happened 24 moons ago, I was only a kit, 7 moons old, at the time. A feral dog, starving, had chanced upon me. Like a demon, the beast hunted me down. I barely escaped, this scar the only reminder of it." Looking up, Ash's eyes met those of the grey tom's. In them he saw the unspoken question. Is the dog still out their? Is it following you? Will it attack us?
"The dog is dead. I killed it, a year ago." Looking up at the sky, Ash exhale wistfully. Hopefully, this tom would understand why Ash wanted to raise his own kits in safety.
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 19, 2017 20:51:36 GMT -5
[Just a question, but if those apprentices try to mess with Ash, am I allowed to slap them around? Of course, Ash wouldn't hurt them as he would see them as nothing more than kits.]
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Post by lordclover on Nov 19, 2017 20:53:30 GMT -5
{ Puddlestep's adorable! }
{ Sparrowpaw }
Sparrowpaw listened intently as Rainfur explained. She nodded slowly, trying to figure out what Dustwhisker would do then. She glanced back at Rainfur and saw him watching Dustwhisker and the cat intently. Sparrowpaw followed his lead and craned her neck and ears to try and catch something. She could only hear vague murmurs, nothing coherent. Marshpaw broke her concentration as he boasted. Sparrowpaw wrinkled her nose in distaste.
"Yeah as if," She said. "Dustwhisker's probably trying to reason with him anyway, which is something you're not very good at."
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𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
Phantom Thief
watch dandadan
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Nov 19, 2017 20:53:52 GMT -5
Great ^^ Anyone have an open character?)
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Post by lordclover on Nov 19, 2017 20:54:42 GMT -5
{ I have Sunhawk open in camp c: }
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 19, 2017 20:55:55 GMT -5
{{ Ashclaw oh yes definitely. .w. As long as its not god-modding I don't really mind at all
𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢 o no I don't think I did. ;-; I will right now~}}
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 19, 2017 20:56:44 GMT -5
lordclover[As I said, Sparrowpaw is my favorite!!!]
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𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
Phantom Thief
watch dandadan
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Nov 19, 2017 20:58:19 GMT -5
{ I have Sunhawk open in camp c: } |
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Post by lordclover on Nov 19, 2017 21:01:08 GMT -5
{ Ashclaw ;; ahh thanks!! I'm starting to like her a lot too c': I like apprentices/kits a lot bc their personality can be shaped a ton during rp based on what happens
𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 ;; sure! I'll work on one now }
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 19, 2017 21:01:43 GMT -5
"Pssh," Marshpaw scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, as if reasoning does anything. Just give him a couple claws to the face and he'll go running!" Marshpaw clawed at the air as he spoke, sitting up on his hind paws. These mouse-brains wouldn't know how to handle a stranger if they walked into their nest at night! Reasoning. Bah. Marshpaw would "reason" through his paws. "Fighting it out would be more fun, too," he added, giving a toothy grin. When Dustwhisker approached them, the apprentice pricked his ears. He's done already? And when the warrior told him to grab the bird, he rolled his head back, groaning. "Why do I have to grab it. Couldn't Brookpaw or someone else do it?" he muttered. The apprentice gave another huff and padded over towards the fresh-kill. "This is baby work..."
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»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 19, 2017 21:07:26 GMT -5
Rainfur glanced over at Sparrowpaw, he couldn't help but to be fond of her willingness to learn. Atleast she wasn't a tick in a behind like these other two. Well, he thought so until she opened her mouth to tell Marshpaw off. His tail flicked in annoyance, "Shut up, I'm trying to hear." The moody tom hissed.
Brookpaw laughed when Marshpaw spoke, "In your dreams, mouse-brain." She said, "If anything you'd make Duskwhisker lose, trying to save your tail." The dark tabby cat purred in amusement at her own words. Besides, if anyone could do it with their eyes closed, it'd be her.
Whiteshadow listened to Roxy speak, thinking to himself for a couple moments. She was bubbly and friendly, even in the face of possible danger. And that's something he could admire. "Nah we won't chase you off." He said, straightening himself, "I guesss you could keep the mouse. But hey don't tell anyone I said you could. I don't wanna get my other ear torn off." He chuckled at his own joke. "I'm Whiteshadow, and tis is Hazelmoon." He figured he should be friendly, and question her as to why they've scented her multiple times. Especially if she had been aware of other cats living here.
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 19, 2017 21:07:39 GMT -5
Ash followed the other tom, his heart slowing down after the tenseness of the situation. Once again, he caught sight of Rainfur, which had not surprised him. However, the sight of the three other kits did. One, completely brown, but of varying shades, seemed as though he would disappear in the mud of the marsh. Another, arguably the smallest, had a short tail and large, questioning eyes. The last one, with fur both black and white, stared at him, challenge exuding from every muscle of her being. This was strange, Ash was easily three times their size, if not more, and yet they still want to challenge him. Smirking a bit, Ash passed the challenger. The scent of cinders and brambleberries following in his wake.
"Hey," Ash called out to the slightly shorter tom, "You never told me your name. Mine is Ash."
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Post by lordclover on Nov 19, 2017 21:08:36 GMT -5
{ Marshpaw is so cute omg }
{ Sunhawk }
Sunhawk padded through the camp, uncertain quite what to do. She had originally planned on asking Froststar if there was anything that needed to be done, but she decided against it as he was busy organizing a patrol with many other able bodied warriors. With many of the senior warriors already on patrol, Sunhawk decided to stay in camp just in case something happened.
She had decided to settle in a patch of sunlight, but had quickly realized it wasn't physically possible for her to not do something after what she'd heard.
Instead of lying in the sun, Sunhawk began to inspect the dens, starting with the nursery.
{ Sparrowpaw }
Sparrowpaw withered a little as Rainfur reprimanded her. "Sorry." She meant it at the moment, but Sparrowpaw couldn't help but laugh at Marshpaw's antics. "As if!" Sparrowpaw said, still chuckling. She twitched her ear as she heard Dustwhisker begin to speak and jumped to her paws, ready to do whatever she could to try and impress the warriors. She puffed out her chest and stood a little taller, she was used to being one of the smaller cats, but she still envied the presence that senior warriors evoked.
"Yeah, maybe Marshpaw can't handle it," Sparrowpaw teased. She immediately feel her ears burn as she remembered the two warriors standing right there. Now's not the time! She thought to herself. "I mean... I can do it," Sparrowpaw said quickly, trying her best to correct herself. SHe glanced up as she heard the rogue begin to speak.
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𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
Phantom Thief
watch dandadan
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Post by 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 on Nov 19, 2017 21:12:22 GMT -5
Puddlestep was in the nursery. She was pacing the den, poking her nose anywhere the walls might be weak. After what had happened her worrisome nature had kicked in and she patched any part she thought could let a fox in. Puddlestep looked quite jittery and was paranoid about her own kits. Well, her kits that would be born at some point. She wasn't due for a couple more months at most. But you could see a gentle curve to her stomach despite that.
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Post by Ashclaw on Nov 19, 2017 21:15:08 GMT -5
[Ummm, is it just me, or are the apprentices completely ignoring the fact that Ash is comparatively a giant to them?]
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 19, 2017 21:20:33 GMT -5
((lol Don't tell him that. It'll go straight to his head))
Marshpaw was still grumbling as he picked up the carcass of the bird, his complaints becoming muffled underneath the thin feathers. Good comeback, Dustwhisker. You're the one who's a baby! This is so dumb. He ignored the other taunts and sneers from the other cats. He was clearly better than they thought he was. They were just jealous. Making a few quick bounds, the brown tabby tom caught back up to the rest of the group. The apprentice saw Ash for the first time and narrowed his eyes. Marshpaw had to admit, this tom was big. Ash looked tough, too. The apprentice lifted his chin. He could totally take him.
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She's great }}
