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Post by nightrain44 on Dec 15, 2017 21:41:50 GMT -5
( ♡ Bun ♡ omg that is so awesome! ahhh I'm sure they'll be really cute together!)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 15, 2017 21:44:39 GMT -5
>> Ooc << I had a lesbian she cat by the name of Dawnpetal but I didn't get to rp her out either. I will be poofy for the rest of the night I have a few papers for school due tonight. >> RP <<
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Post by nightrain44 on Dec 15, 2017 22:01:05 GMT -5
(aww maybe u can rp her sometime! that's fine! no rush, I just have an open cat if u wanna rp :3)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 16, 2017 16:30:32 GMT -5
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Post by Morticat on Dec 16, 2017 22:39:44 GMT -5
Ferntuft: Ferntuft is a rather small tom-cat with shorter than average legs and a long, bushy tail and neck fur. His pelt is a burnt orange shade with flecks of black, grey and white adorning his chest, tail and front legs. His eyes are brightly colored green-yellow, always seeming to be very alert. He has a very youthful look to him which makes him tend to get along very well with the Apprentices. He is most often very friendly to everyone who he encounters and is a great listener for anyone who needs him, but his good-naturedness is also his downfall, as it makes him somewhat of a doormat who will not put up a fight and would rather walk away from confrontation than to address it. He takes criticism a lot more personally than the average Warrior would, and will think for days on end about how he messed up or looked dumb. Ferntuft can be too gentle for his own good, and often will abandon his duties to hang out with the younger cats or to play a game with the kits in the nursery. | catdaddy
Warrior Brother to Brackenfoot
Brackenfoot: Brackenfoot is an average sized tom-cat with a thick coat that is quite similar to his brother's, Ferntuft. He has a burnt orange colored pelt with a bushy tail and chest, though he lacks the array of color that his brother has, and instead has deeper shades of red on his tail and layered throughout his coat. His eyes are a pale green shade, nearly always kept narrow in suspicion of those around him. He is very distrustful and would likely be the last cat you would ever be able to get information out of. He keeps everything about himself quite private, even so far as to rarely mentioning his brother so sometimes their clan-mates forget they are related, only remembering when they see their similar appearance. Brackenfoot isn't mean as some might think, but he seems to give off this aura of cold energy. He is a dutiful Warrior and will fight for any one of his clan-mates, putting his life at risk for anybody. | catdaddy
Warrior Brother to Ferntuft
Marshpaw: Marshpaw is a classic short-furred black tortoiseshell she-cat with wide-set amber colored eyes. Her tail is naturally bobbed and her paws are large with tufts of fur between her toes. She is a rather bossy cat who takes the most pride in beating who she feels is "competition". Marshpaw won't settle for being second or third best, she would die of embarrassment to know she had failed something. Because of her attitude towards achievement, she can sometimes run herself thin and be too critical of herself, causing extreme self-hatred and isolation if she feels she has disappointed anybody. | catdaddy
Apprentice
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 16, 2017 23:16:19 GMT -5
Silverfawn: She is rather small. Her fluffy pelt is a mix of white and silver patterns all over, with a white muzzle and tail tip. Her ears and eyes are rather large, but it adds character. Her eyes are a dark blue color, like a body of water. Although she's small, Silverfawn is just as fierce as everyone else, if not more. Since she's small, she likes to prove she's just as good as everyone else, if not better. She's competitive and honest, almost too much so. But behind all that, she does want a family of her own, and longs to show a nurturing side to her. She is 28 moons old.| firestorm35
Warrior
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Dec 17, 2017 8:37:38 GMT -5
[ Welcome everyone! I will add you when I can get on my computer! You all may rp (:
I'm not sure if you saw, but I am a little inactive right now bc of school, but I go home Tuesday so I'll be back to rp then! Just as a heads up ^^ ]
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Post by Morticat on Dec 17, 2017 13:40:42 GMT -5
{ Anyone on? }
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 17, 2017 23:51:13 GMT -5
(No worries pumpkin! I'm finishing up school as well so I totally understand!
Is anyone on to rp?)
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 17, 2017 23:58:44 GMT -5
(Hey! Would you like to rp?)
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 0:29:17 GMT -5
Silverfawn ran up the mountain, passing the pine trees, feeling the wind go through her fur. She limbs hurt from the incline but she pushed herself, not wanting to show any weakness in herself. For being so small, she pushed herself so hard. Stopping at the camp entrance, she looked back at the pines wistfully, then padded into camp. Her morning run had worked up quite a bit of appetite but she knew not to eat before everyone else. She sat down and started grooming her now crazy, windblown fur.
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 0:37:33 GMT -5
Silverfawn watched Shimmerheart return after a long time. The medicine cat didn't even pause, she just went straight to helping the sick kit. Silverfawn hopped up and walked slowly towards the medicine cat. "Hey Shimmerheart, it's good to see you," she paused and then added, "is there anything I can do to help?"
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 0:44:56 GMT -5
Seeing her fatigue, Silverfawn nodded. Not many cats were in the camp at the moment so she'd tell everyone when they returned. She sat next to the little kit and focused on it's breathing. She knew how hard this sickness could affect a fully grown cat, she couldn't imagine the pain the little kit was in. She bent her head to give the kit a sniff and could instantly smell the scent of illness. Silverfawn hoped that this kit would have the strength to make it.
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 12:18:15 GMT -5
Silverfawn looked up and nodded. "She came back only a few minutes ago. She took care of the kit and went straight to bed," she explained. She glanced worriedly at the kit. It HAD to survive, the Clan didn't need any bad news.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 13:15:23 GMT -5
{ Hey, I'm on. }
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 13:49:37 GMT -5
(Hey! Rp?)
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 14:30:06 GMT -5
{ Sure! I have Brackenfoot, Ferntuft and Mousepaw. }
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 14:33:50 GMT -5
(Perfect! Any of them will work (: )
Silverfawn nodded to Whitetail and left the medicine cat den. She needed fresh air, the smell of sickness and herbs were making her queasy. She shook her head to try and clear the scent from her head, but she couldn't help worry about the little kit just laying there. She sat down, a puzzled look on her face. Of course she would be worried for any clan cat, but why was she so worried now?
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 14:43:50 GMT -5
Brackenfoot had been licking out a knot in his fur in the comfort and privacy of the corner shadowed part of camp when he noticed Silverfawn's air of distress. He figured it must be nothing and she was worrying herself over a flea or something. The tom made eye contact with the small she-cat, giving her a faint look of questioning.
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 14:47:54 GMT -5
Silverfawn looked up and caught the eyes of Brackenfoot. He gave her a questioning look and she gave a lopsided, weak smile. She got up, shook out her fur and padded toward the camp exit. She needed to get this scent off of her. She need to clear her head and hunt. Maybe she would roll in some dirt. Not a very pleasant thought but at least she's stop smelling like sickness. Bounding out of camp, she found the nearest dirt pile and started rolling around in it. The earth smelt fresh and ironically, kind of clean.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 15:02:01 GMT -5
He followed after her at a careful distance, as to be able to see what she was doing. The ginger furred tom-cat wrinkled his nose as he watched her roll in a dirt pile. "What is this crazy cat doing? She better have a good answer," He thought to himself with a scowl. He didn't particularly care about her worries but he cared that he be the one to know all the information. He wasn't uncaring, don't be mistaken, but he was never really emotionally available to any cat he didn't know very well - and he didn't know anybody that well. Brackenfoot stepped out from brambles, a few sticking themselves to his rear. "What's going on?" He asked Silverfawn.
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firestorm35
college student so I might be a little inactive at some points (:
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Post by firestorm35 on Dec 18, 2017 15:51:30 GMT -5
Silverfawn let out a stratled yowled, fur on edge. "Brackenfoot! Why in StarClan would you sneak up on me like that?" she growled, still a little flustered. "Were you following me?" she accused him as she shook out her pelt, getting the dirt everywhere. At least she didn't smell like death anymore. Silverfawn glared at him, "What I'm doing is really none of your business."
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