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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 13:52:23 GMT -5
(Races forward and hugs air koi, NEVER LEAVE AGAIN, IT WAS SCARY)
Morningflight's heart ached as she watched her mate leave, she hadn't wanted him to have to go and it killed her to see him exit the den, but she knew it was for the best. He had let the world know their secret, and she didn't know how everyone else was going to react. For the sake of her kits safety, she wanted to ensure they played by every rule they gave to her to a tee. She wrapped her tail around her newborns, regarding everyone with a certain level of caution. Exhausted and in a place which wasn't her home, her head was running raw with irrational fears that they might hurt her newborns for their forbidden birth.
Burrying her nose deep into their fur, she groomed them quietly. Turning her gaze to the little fallen kit, eyes closing as she fought back the tears. She needed to bury the tiny kit, but was stuck where she was. None of them even had a name yet.
(I'm going to name mine Thunderkit, after Thunderclan, do you have any ideas?)
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 14:02:19 GMT -5
» I'm so sorry! xD The forums kept crashing on me last night so I fell asleep.
Also, I love that name idea. Maybe one could be Pinekit, after ShadowClan's territory? «
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Post by Winona on Nov 20, 2017 14:02:52 GMT -5
((Well hello there. XD
Nov, oh my gosh. He's so cute. XD))
Perhaps her biggest flaw was how easily antagonized Flamerose was, and Nov seemed to be a master of it. She lifted her head up higher, trying to make herself appear at somewhat bigger, but it was pointless when she was so small, especially compared to the larger loner. That just made her even more upset, but she had to push that feeling away with whatever else she might be feeling.
"Please," Flamerose responded with an annoyed flick of her tail. "I do believe it was the other way around. Yes, I think I remember leaving camp and then hearing you pathetically yelling for help." Obviously, it hadn't happened but if Nov could try and make things up, then so could she. "You were probably trying to show off and that's how you ended up under a pile of rubble, begging me for help."
"Regardless, why are you still here?" Any kind of hospitality she had been trying to show Nov fell away. "Everyone is safe. You could go back to being a loner, but instead you show up with prey?" It was a question more than anything because if Flamerose had the choice, she would have left and found a different place to settle down far away, where she could try and forget the taste of soot, the burning of her lungs, and the screaming of kits that she couldn't save. But instead, she was stuck here, trying to be a leader to a broken Clan.
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Post by Winona on Nov 20, 2017 14:03:56 GMT -5
((Oh my gosh, Thunderkit after ThunderClan. ;-; I love that name idea and it broke my heart. XD))
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 14:07:27 GMT -5
Thunderkit| Tom | Newborn| Kit | Straight A currently very small young kit due to being born much too early, if he survives. This young tom will grow to be very much a mixture of his parents, his mother's slender frame and his father's height. He will havedark golden fur marked with black tabby stripes and splashes all across his back and body. His eyes are a pale blue, marked withsilver tints. Thunderkitis an independentyoung tom who prefers to keep his circle of friends small and strangers at a distance. He is slow to trust, and quick to distrust. Littleflower
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 14:08:13 GMT -5
(I like it! And it's now beginning to crash on me as well XD)
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 14:18:41 GMT -5
» Right?? I really love Thunderkit. «
Nov's eyes lit up with delight at her response. "You're funny," the tom purred, sitting back down on the ground and wrapping his tail around himself. Not many cats could retort to his teasing, so he was quite satisfied with how swiftly she countered. "I suppose you're right. I wouldn't be here if it hadn't been for you."
His purring subsided a little as the she-cat continued on to ask about his unwarranted presence. "It's the least I could do," the tom mewed, growing a little more serious. "You climb cats may be safe, but my job is far from done here." He looked around the camp, seeing all the distraught faces and scrawny figures. It made him feel sad, and sadness wasn't an emotion he enjoyed feeling. In a sense, the tom really just wanted to help. "I figured I could bring something for you all to eat and see how you were doing."
He sat there for a bit, wondering why the she-cat had asked him such a question. Was it so bad for an outsider to visit? But then his fur fluffed up and his eyes glowed as he remembered one of the more important reasons why he'd showed up. "Ah! I wanted to talk to the big cat," he exclaimed, jumping to his paws. "I saw something interesting I thought I should share with him."
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 14:20:54 GMT -5
(would you still like to rp one of the kits?)[/sub]
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 14:23:17 GMT -5
» Yess! Should I claim Pinekit? And male or female? «
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 14:24:27 GMT -5
(two toms and a shecat, so either is free.)
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 14:28:30 GMT -5
» I'm perfectly fine with either. Hmmm... Who's claiming the third kit? I can let them decide. «
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Post by Winona on Nov 20, 2017 14:29:38 GMT -5
Flamerose flicked her tail once more and then sat down, wrapping her tail carefully around her paws. Perhaps Nov wasn't as bad as she had originally thought, although loners running around helping them still wasn't her favorite thing. She ignored his repeated mistakes whenever he tried to say Clan cats. "Well, I guess we could use a little bit of help." She finally agreed grudgingly. Everyone had been losing weight and going hungry since the fire. It seemed as if every spare piece of prey went to the queens, and yet the queens still looked horrible, as well. Nov helping may not have been making a huge difference, but it was a difference.
"Interesting?" Flamerose echoed. She glanced in the direction of Yellowstar. It didn't seem as if he was exactly in the mindset to be discussing things, but if it was important... "You should go talk to him now, then. As long as it's actually something important and not just a cool looking butterfly." She wasn't sure if Nov was the kind of cat to boast about that, but she could see him doing so.
Plus, she was worried about what it could possibly be. If it could affect her Clan, she needed to know, as did Yellowstar and Nighttail or whoever it was that had taken charge of ShadowClan.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 14:31:01 GMT -5
(Brambleflight I think, are you able to rp at all)[/sub]
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 14:53:40 GMT -5
» Go ahead and pick a gender for yourself, Blaze B) I'll take the remaining one. «
Nov turned in the direction the she-cat had glanced, spotting the fluffy golden tom pacing near one of the dens. "Awww. So I can't tell him about the ladybug I saw?" he mewed, feigning disappointment as he turned back to Flamerose. He quickly smiled to show that he was joking, amused at his own joke. "Nevermind a cool butterfly. I saw up-walkers." He settled back down, deciding the doubtful look on the she-cat's expression was a signal not to approach the RiverClan leader just yet. He was bold and relatively strong, but he didn't think upsetting the leader of a mass group of wild cats would do him any good.
He wrapped his tail back around his paws, waiting for her reaction. He loved telling stories, especially dramatic ones. Having other cats' attention and entertaining an audience always served as fun for him. Except, the words he was about to share with her were no story. He leaned in a little for dramatic effect as he began to explain, "I was checking out the burned forest, just to see if there were any surviving cats or salvageable clamb-things, when I saw a group of up-walkers in the belly of a big beast." He paused briefly, waiting to hear her reaction before continuing, nodding his head to emphasize how astonishing the sight was. "They were spraying an upwalker den with stuff. I didn't know what it was at first, so I stuck around to investigate."
He licked his paw and drew it over his ear, remembering all the ashes the tom had to hide it. He hated getting his pelt dirty, but he felt the risk has been necessary. "It turned out to just be water. But I think the up-walkers started the fire."
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 14:58:37 GMT -5
(That sounded super sarcastic, apologies about that XD)
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 15:02:51 GMT -5
» Are you asking me? Aaaah ;; I feel like no one will allow Yellowstar back in until he's chill, which will take him a bit. I can type up a swift post tho. «
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 15:04:12 GMT -5
(sure, I'm stressing at the moment and trying to calm myself XD so dying to rp a bit to cool off.)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 20, 2017 15:12:08 GMT -5
>> Ooc << I AM FREEE!!! FINALLY >.< Although it hasnt fully healed but doesn't hurt anymore, i still have quite a lot of homework so i'll be poofy for today. >> RP <<
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 15:15:40 GMT -5
» Ooooh you we should name the deceased kit too! «
Yellowstar sighed softly, finally stopping his pacing and settling down outside of the den. It had been a while since he'd snapped, and being kicked out of the den gave him time to rethink his actions. He felt like a kit who'd been scolded by his mother for sneaking out of the nursery. His pelt was hot with shame, and the large tom found himself staring off into the distance as he reevaluated his decisions over the course of the past few moons.
Did he truly blame Flurryfoot for his kit's death? The initial shock and hurt he felt in that moment made him believe so, but deep down he knew the medicine cat had tried her best. He'd watched the young she-cat grow up to be a fine medicine cat himself, and was well aware of just how skilled she was. He turned his head to the den, gazing at it blankly before daring to ease his head inside, trying to take a peak as his kits without being scolded.
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 15:17:22 GMT -5
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 20, 2017 15:18:56 GMT -5
>> Ooc << i can finally itch my wrist >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 15:20:00 GMT -5
The small queen rested by her kits with eyes half closed. The little fallen kit was tucked beneath her chin as she mourned his loss. Not yet quite willing to let him go, even though she knew there was no reviving the tiny creature. Extra alert now she had a litter to protect, she twitched her ears back at her mate with a clear level of hesitation. She shifted herself around to look at him directly, carefully keeping the newborns close to her fur. Her ears flattened, but only a little. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Have you calmed down?" She asked quietly, intending to not let him any closer unless he started acting rationally. Morningflight knew in her heart of hearts that he would never do anything to intentionally hurt her newborn litter, but the way he had acted. So angry he'd shown aggression to a medicine cat, she wasn't sure what she could trust about him any more.
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i'm back again, fellas.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 20, 2017 15:32:54 GMT -5
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Yellowstar sighed softly, rising to his paws and pushing into the den, staying close to the entrance as not to get in the way. "Yes," the tom said coolly, his golden eyes glinting in the dim light. He fixed his gaze on the nest she rested in, watching the tiny bundles of fur squirm and knead their mother's belly. "I'm glad you're okay," he murmured softly, mostly to himself as he admired them from afar.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 15:38:05 GMT -5
For a moment the queen said nothing, regarding her mate with a careful gaze. Tilting her head to the side, she studied him closely. Trying to decide if he trusted his words, ears perked forward as for the first time she fully removed her attention from the tiny squirming litter of kits. With a sigh, she nodded her head. Agreeing with him that he appeared to have managed to calm himself down, for which she was immensely grateful. Her every movement and thought was now dictated by the need to ensure the safety of her newborns, and she was scared of what the consequences for the revalation of her kits parenthood.
But she gave in, knowing full well that it was cruel for her to try and keep them appart. Regardless of how good her intentions for doing so, using her long golden tail. She beckoned him closer, looking at the medicine cats nervously, but seeing they were too occupied caring for her litter to really care as long as he didn't do anything incredibly stupid.
"Our little ones need names," she said in a quiet, tired voice.
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Post by Dagegen5 on Nov 20, 2017 15:44:20 GMT -5
The yowls settled uncomfortably her heart, as Mossheart knew that Morningflight was the cause. Her paws immediately moved to turn her body to face the scene; her eyes rested on Whorlkit and noticed his horror stricken gaze. He looked on the verge of panic and as though he was contemplating running. She nearly left the patrol behind to soothe the terrified kit; she didn't know who else could.
The rush of Lilypaw stopped her in her tracks. "I'll get him!" she cried, and Mossheart was sure that the apprentice glanced back at her with a pleading look to let her handle this. 'I'll have to do something nice for her; maybe I'll snag a rabbit so she can try some real food for once,' she thought affectionately; it was such a kind gesture in this time of need. She quietly mouthed "thank you!" to the Lilypaw, and silently hoped that Whorlkit would behave.
Now, however, Mossheart felt a little awkward with the cats of Riverclan, now without an acquaintance to really introduce her. However, the Windclan cat didn't shyly cower in her awkward air, and looked somberly at Mistyheart sighing lightly. "There was no way she was ready to kit..." she informed the younger Riverclan warrior, "She was barely showing. This is much more than just giving birth... the kits might not survive."
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While he was reassured about Mossheart's safety, Whorlkit's stomach still churned a little and he still looked a little suspiciously at Lilypaw. The concept of moss ball was... an interesting concept. Windclan didn't have much moss and he had never seen enough to make an entire ball of it! When the ball rested at his paws, he involuntarily batted it back at her and his pelt prickled in excitement. "Okay!!" he mewed with vigor, standing to his paws. His blue eyes were lost in the black of his pupil.
He raised his hackles and charged at the ball, trying to get a quick jump on Lilypaw before she was entirely ready. Whorlkit never played fair with his siblings, either.
((I'll get something out for Flurryfoot in a moment! Those names are super cute, by the way; I love them!))
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Post by Winona on Nov 20, 2017 16:00:14 GMT -5
((Umm... I guess I'll take the tom kit. XD I feel like he should also be named something related to the fallen Clans. Maybe something WindClan related? I don't know yet. >.>))
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 16:02:08 GMT -5
(sorry but he has already been taken by Brambleflight)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 20, 2017 16:16:05 GMT -5
>> Ooc << i can't decide if i want to claim one of the kits or wait and keep it open so i can bring in another charrie.. and then just have one of my charries die and replace them with one of my future kits.
Blaze can you quote the wolffang reply? >> RP <<
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Post by Winona on Nov 20, 2017 16:16:34 GMT -5
Flamerose had expected his news to be something slightly more important and interesting than a bug, but nothing like what he told her. Her ears pricked forward and she looked at him, now fully paying attention to Nov. Dread clawed at her stomach when he said up-walkers. As if the fire hadn't been devastating enough, the Clans would have to deal with them as well?
She listened as he spoke, even leaning in a little bit to listen to him better, no longer worried about trying to appear disinterested or strong in Nov's presence. "But why would the twolegs start the fire just to put it out?" Flamerose asked. She wasn't entirely sure how much she believed him, but he had helped get the Clans to safety despite not having to, so why would he lie?
As he finished speaking, she pinned her ears back once more and leaned away from him, thinking over what he had said. "We need to inform Yellowstar," Flamerose said, stating the obvious. All of the leaders needed to be aware of what was going on. Even if Flamerose hadn't received StarClan's blessing and her nine lives, she still felt that she deserved an opinion just as much as him. "And perhaps Nighttail." She said hesitantly, not knowing if the ShadowClan deputy could handle anything.
"And I want to come and see it." She also decided, even though going through the destroyed territory would be horrible, Flamerose wanted to know exactly what Nov was talking about.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 20, 2017 16:16:46 GMT -5
(the only kit left unclaimed is the one in starclan )
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