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Post by Sησω on Dec 18, 2017 18:11:56 GMT -5
(None of my characters are open for interaction, though neither of the people that I'm roleplaying with are responding. . .)
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 20:13:47 GMT -5
He was slightly surprised by her reaction, but soon smoothed the fur on his back and shot her a cold glare, "I was just making sure there was nothing to be worried about. You looked quite worried," he looked her up and down, not understanding the she-cat. "I think clan business is every cats business," Brackenfoot said indignantly, his tail swishing back and fourth impatiently. As if he would be the only cat to question a clan-mate rolling in dirt - "right?" He thought.
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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 20:20:40 GMT -5
She snorted. “Who says it has anything to do with the clan. If it were I would’ve said something,” she snapped back. A little quieter, yet still audible, she said, “I would never be disloyal.” Smoothing out her dirty fur, she sighed, tired of being short. “I was just with the sick kit. The scent of illness and herbs was all over me and I didn’t like it,” she explained, hoping to get her off her back. Her worry for the kit had nothing to do with him.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 21:51:10 GMT -5
The way that Silverfawn had told him she wasn't disloyal made him feel like he need not be so aggressive, but he still didn't want to let the issue go to rest. He never appreciated being left out of something. "You seem on edge though," Brackenfoot said slowly, narrowing his eyes at the she-cat. She seemed too defensive. "Is there something you want to say?" He asked her smoothly, putting the tip of his tail on her shoulder as if he was offering support and understanding.
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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 22:10:54 GMT -5
Silverfawn opened her mouth and then closed it, then finally said, “I just have a really bad feeling something bad is going to happen, that’s all. I’m worried.” Brackenfoot had never talked to her before, why did he want to talk now? She narrowed her eyes at him, trying to figure him out. “Why are you asking anyway? You’ve never spoken to me before, so why are you now?” She asked skeptically.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 22:16:54 GMT -5
{ Would you like the idea of them being kind of snappy with each other and suspicious but growing to like each other, become crushes, ect? I thought it would be a fun idea lol. }
"Well stop being so pessimistic," the ginger tom snapped at her. "I just like to know what's going on, nothing more," Brackenfoot said flatly. He didn't plan on spending his whole day questioning the she-cat like a hostage, so he dipped his head to her in the most polite way he could, "let's get back to camp." He glanced over once more to the dirt pile and back to Silverfawn, still not satisfied with what she said but ultimately he knew he wouldn't get anywhere.
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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 22:22:16 GMT -5
(I really like that idea!)
Silverfawn let out a little growl. She got up, but didn’t really feel like taking orders from him. “I’m not done out here,” she argued, “I was planning on going hunting.” Brackenfoot rubbed her the wrong way and she wasn’t going to make it easy for him to boss her around. “Have fun doing nothing in camp.” She sneered and padded the opposite way.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 18, 2017 22:33:56 GMT -5
As soon as Silverfawn padded away, Brackenfoot stood there and rolled his eyes up towards StarClan. Now she seemed to be having an attitude back at him, and he wasn't especially use to that. He was never really tactful with his words, and he always felt like those around him had ulterior motives, and that combination left him with being a bad socializer. His brother was quite different, seeming to make friends wherever he went, though being sort of a pushover in the end. Brackenfoot was not a pushover and he didn't plan to ever be weak or soft - that kind of attitude would result in no respect. As she began to disappear from his view, he had to make a quick decision. He let out a huffed breath of annoyance and followed along behind her.
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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 22:41:55 GMT -5
Silverfawn could feel his eyes on the back of her head. Dumb furball, she thought. He was nothing like his brother. Ferntuft was sweet and kind, but this tom was a pain in her tail. Her ear twitched as she heard paw steps come closer to her rather than toward the camp. "Oh, so now you decide to be useful," Silverfawn called back to Brackenfoot. She didn't know what it was, but he irritated her. Silverfawn began to speed up pace, not waiting to see if the tom would follow. If he was going to come with her, he'd have to keep up.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 19, 2017 14:44:44 GMT -5
Brackenfoot didn't have the time to formulate a response to the she-cat's comment as she sped up. "She's clearly trying to test me. You're being a mouse-brain Brackenfoot, turn back," he thought to himself as he bounded after her, his neck fur bristled in aggravation. "No, keep following her." he thought, now just two fox-lengths behind Silverfawn. Although she was annoying, he couldn't help but be a little fascinated with how she responded to his character. Just fascinated, he didn't like her by any means, she was still just a nuisance. "Do you even have an idea of where you're going?" He called out to her.
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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 19, 2017 14:56:00 GMT -5
Silverfawn slowed to a stop. “Nope, I was just letting the wind take me wherever,” she said, closing her eyes and lifted her muzzle in the air to smell the fresh smells the wind was bringing in. “Don’t you ever just, run?” She asked him, eyes still closed. Her voice wasn’t it’s usual snappy tone, it was happier. She felt so calm when she could feel the breeze. Opening her eyes, she looked back at Brackenfoot. “You’re way too serious, you know that?” She told him.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 19, 2017 16:05:25 GMT -5
He snorted quietly to himself, "I'm not much of a daydreamer," he told the she-cat, "but I guess I do enjoy feeling the wind blowing through my fur once in a while," Brackenfoot replied begrudgingly. He stood beside her and half-way closed his eyes as she closed hers, so he could keep one eye on her and he tried to relax and take in his surroundings. He found himself feeling a bit more peaceful and less on edge, though he opened his eyes with noticeable surprise at what Silverfawn said. "What's so bad about taking things seriously? Everything can't be all fun and games," he said, appearing confused.
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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 19, 2017 16:21:23 GMT -5
“Nothing wrong with being serious when needed to be. But fun can help make life a little more worth living,” she whispered. Shaking her head, she popped up. “Bet I can catch something before you,” she challenged Brackenfoot. Crouching down, she opened her mouth to scent the air, taking in everything. Picking out the sent of a mouse, she snuck forward, silent. Thanks to her smaller frame, she could get pretty much anywhere quietly. She stopped, not moving a muscle and then pounced, coming down right on the mouse. She gave a smirk to Brackenfoot as she padded back to him with her kill.
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Post by Morticat on Dec 19, 2017 16:50:55 GMT -5
He let out a spew of unrecognizable words as Silverfawn went and killed and brought back a piece of fresh kill before he could even focus enough to find the scent of prey. "What a show-off," he thought to himself with annoyance. "To me nothing about clan-life says fun; we have death, disease, liars, injury, secrets. You're too optimistic," Brackenfoot told the smirking she-cat. He thinks to himself, "maybe she thinks it's so fun because she has friends, maybe even someone she really likes, but not all of us are that fortunate."
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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 19, 2017 17:16:26 GMT -5
“I’m too optimistic now? I thought you said not too long ago that I was too pessimistic. Tsk tsk tsk you better make up you’re mind,” Silverfawn shot back. “See that’s your problem. You only see the bad side in everything. Clan-life is also about family, friends, new life, enough food.” She step closer to Brackenfoot, glaring. “When has anyone one in our clan given you a reason to be so distrustful?” She said curtly. “You brother is one of the kindest cats in the clan. How can you two even be related?”
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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 20, 2017 10:41:10 GMT -5
[ I believe everyone is added up! If there is anything that needs updating or that I missed, let me know! Morticat Do you have a preference for a mentor for Marshpaw? ]
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Post by Morticat on Dec 20, 2017 11:52:29 GMT -5
{ pumpkin pie - As long as they're fairly active then any cat is fine. (: }
Brackenfoot scowled as he realized she was right and he was confusing himself. He narrowed his eyes at her, "I've never experienced anything like that. Not everybody gets good things handed to them," he explains to her, his tail flickering with frustration. He looked her up and down, noticing how confident she was in her words and that she truly believed in her words, which although he didn't agree with her, he could respect. He looked away from her as he answered, "there's reason enough to be distrustful of everyone. So many cats have terrible intentions and you wouldn't even know it from looking at them," he tried to explain, his words fumbling out of his mouth ungracefully. "Well go talk to Ferntuft if he's so much better!" Brackenfoot replied sharply, trying to hide the hurt in his eyes as he turned tail and headed back to camp without waiting for an answer from Silverfawn. "She has no idea what she's talking about. Maybe I can be too hard-headed but..." he shook his head and tried clearing his thoughts.
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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 20, 2017 16:43:12 GMT -5
[ 🎵whitetail-Brill Ahh! I'm here! Ok, yes, let's rp xD Who you wanna rp? ]
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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 20, 2017 17:09:29 GMT -5
[ Darn, you gonna make me choose? xD Um, I got pretty much everyone open too- Snowstar, Fennelpaw and Minty xD ]
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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 20, 2017 17:45:24 GMT -5
[ Alright sure! ] Snowstar & Whitetail Snowstar had been dozing inside of her den when she woke suddenly from a dream. She stretched her paws and headed from her den. She shouldn't have been sleeping anyway. There was always things to be done. The patrol had recently returned from the mountain trip and had brought back what the kit needed for herbs. They would even have some left if anyone else in the clan broke out, granted, they did, which she hoped would not be the case. She decided she would check on the kit and make sure she was doing well. It was a wonder the kit was still alive after being found out in the cold and alone to tops. But the kit was strong. Snowstar smiled inwardly and headed towards the medicine den, where she spotted Whitetail.
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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 20, 2017 17:50:21 GMT -5
Snowstar & Whitetail Snowstar nodded at the she cats words and walked over quietly, thankful that the kit was at least up and she wouldn't be waking her. However, she still didn't want to startle the kit. After all, she had been through a lot and must've been weak and weary of her new surroundings and all the cats. The new scents must have all been very overwhelming. She padded a little closer watching Whitetail prepare the moss. "Is Shimmerheart out?" She asked the warrior, peaking around the den looking for the medicine cat. Whitetail it seemed had taken quite the liking to the kit.
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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 20, 2017 17:55:00 GMT -5
Snowstar & Whitetail
Snowstar peaked moved a little closer and peaked around to the back of the den. She hadn't seen the medicine cat before. She seemed to almost blend in the back. "Ah," Snowstar meowed quietly as not to wake Shimmerheart. It made sense. She had just returned from the journey after all. It wasn't any easy journey either so the medicine cat deserved all the rest she needed. Thankfully Whitetail was willing to help, and there was of course the apprentice too, but it was nice to have extra paws. "How's the kit doing?" She finally asked after a bit of pause.
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