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Post by Onyx on Nov 21, 2017 23:34:42 GMT -5
Greywater sniffed out a sound of agreement with his dear friend. He ran his tail up and down Hickoryburn's back in a calming manner. "Indeed it has been." His eyes slowly scanned the camp, before his head tilted and his eyes locked in on the sky. "We are lost now, Hickoryburn. Why would StarClan treat us so coldly if it were not so?"
Shuffling his feet for a moment, he seemed to become slightly anxious himself, though he had meant to be comforting his friend after everything he had been through on this night. Speaking lowly, he looked towards Hickoryburn, "Did the badgers fully leave? Should we be allowing ourselves rest like this? What if they track the blood scent to the camp? Are we safe here now that StarClan has foresaken us so?"
The fur on the tom's back was rippling as he shook in his anxious thoughts. Was it safe to continue being here? Would the clan seperate once more and find more land to live on?
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 23:37:37 GMT -5
[ Ahh I love how caring Adder is ;u;
I'll reply soon though. maybe tonight, maybe not. I'm getting a little tiredtbh. ]
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 23:37:55 GMT -5
that's fine c: ewww human child
people are hard to draw in general omg, i don't blame you
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:38:41 GMT -5
adder is such a babe ;w;
and im loving grey's and hickory's friendship<3
same honestly xD
im getting up hella early in the morning to go hunting, so i'll probably end up replying to things tomorrow -w-
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:39:20 GMT -5
sameee
i only do animals, too.
i am so sorry omg, i hope you can make it through those three panels
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Post by Onyx on Nov 21, 2017 23:41:26 GMT -5
Butterflypaw sniffed at the rain falling on her nose before she quickly got up and entered the apprentice den. She no longer wished to see the mourning. She didn't want to be a part of it anymore. The last cat to know anything truly about where she came from and would talk to her about it, was gone. The proud tales of her lineage of a cat who had actually SEEN Leopardstar, wiped out before her very eyes before she could learn more about her ancestor.
Flicking her ears, she noticed Daisypaw curled up, alone, in the back of the apprentice den. With a lopsided smile, she padded over to him, before flopping down next to her best friend and foster brother. She lay her head on her wet paws and sighed, flicking her left ear a bit before sliding her eyes towards Daisypaw. "It's... so sad out there. I didn't want to be part of it anymore. They're gone and we need to hurry and find our next leader. We will all starve if we keep wandering about like lost kits." Her tail flicked in what could be taken as annoyance, when in all reality, it was deep set fear that things would change and more cats would suddenly be gone if they didn't do something soon.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 23:42:20 GMT -5
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Same here.
Ugh, this is why I only do comics for animals.
Luckily, other than this one page, I won’t have to draw humans again until either later this special, or not for many more episodes.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:44:24 GMT -5
that's good then
at least this page will give you some human practice for next time uwu
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Post by Onyx on Nov 21, 2017 23:46:14 GMT -5
> You got this hun!
Drawing things you aren't comfortable with actually helps you in the long run. The more you practice it, the better you will eventually get and the quicker you will find your quirk in drawing it!
I have a doctor's appointment in the morning for the baby ;w;
I hope everything is going well. I might even get to find out the sex tomorrow >w<!!
Adder is stern but she is so loving to those who are having a hard time and need help. She is a grumpy gills to those who have no place acting out or like they are wronged when they are given everything. I'm so glad you like her because she's actually from an old RP of mine and I actually like this version of her much better ;w; <
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 23:47:51 GMT -5
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Thanks guys, I’ll probably try to get this page done tonight just so I can be done with it, but we’ll see.
I hope everything goes well, Oynx!
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Post by Myst on Nov 22, 2017 11:17:22 GMT -5
i jsut lost my entire reply lol i hate my laptop
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 22, 2017 11:21:39 GMT -5
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Morning guys!
Dude I hate when that happens.
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Post by Myst on Nov 22, 2017 11:25:09 GMT -5
Like the site got weird and then I had to reload it and i just ughhhh
I was almost done too
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 22, 2017 11:30:22 GMT -5
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That’s the worst, it’s happened to me a few times and I always wanna scream when it does.
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Post by Myst on Nov 22, 2017 11:38:28 GMT -5
Briarcurl ➻ Stormcreek
Part of him was hyper-aware of everything that was happening around him. That was, however, a very small part. The rest of him was numb. He didn't know how little he was breathing, only that he was still getting air into his lungs. He didn't know that somewhere on the other side of camp, Aloeshell was having a breakdown and Cloverfang was comforting her through it. He really didn't see how the warrior that managed to worm his way into his heart was approaching him and fast. No, the tom was too wrapped up in his thoughts and his worries and wondering what would become of everything. Oddly, he wasn't truly there, despite how his eyes looked over the camp slowly.
A voice shattered his thoughts. Briarcurl jumped a little, awareness flooding his eyes as reality punched him for the second time that day. The leader and deputy were dead. The medicine cat had received no sign from Starclan on who would take over. What happened now? While his thoughts wanted to take over once more, he found it in himself to focus on the other's words. Breath? Right, breathing. The thing he was barely doing right now. So, he put his effort into drawing in deeper breaths until his body regulated it on his own. The stimulus on his ears helped a great deal, and he let his eyes slip closed for a moment.
Then they opened again and moved to look at Stormcreek. "What's going to happen to the clan?" He wanted to know what the other warrior thought. Besides the fact that he valued his opinion, he was sure that the other would have a more rational and logical answer than himself. |
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Post by Myst on Nov 22, 2017 11:39:12 GMT -5
I actually remember most of what I wrote so at least i could rewrite it but still it's annoyinggg
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Post by Sand on Nov 22, 2017 11:53:30 GMT -5
[ I'm wondering how I'm functioning rn at 10 am ;;
I'll get some starters up once I get Fernwish's mate done! ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2017 12:26:10 GMT -5
Greywater was asking a good question. What had the Clan done to deserve such treatment? StarClan, it felt, had turned their backs on the living Clan. How had they messed up enough to deserve the loss of three important cats in one attack? Badgers were dangerous, but they usually didn’t take down that many cats.
Thinking about the badgers reminded Hickoryburn of the injury he had sustained in the fight. Duskwater had already tended to the wound, having applied a sticky poultice to the open flesh. For a while the herbs had numbed the pain, but feeling was slowly trickling back down into the wound. Hickoryburn would have to go see the medicine cat again before sunhigh. But right now he was more than content sitting with his friend.
”I believe, for now, we’re safe in camp. The badgers ran back toward the woods,” the ruddy tom explained. ”A patrol should probably scout the woods before any cat goes there again…” But would it be wise to do so? Those badgers had shown that they would kill without remorse, and they had taken so many lives already. Hickoryburn shifted uncomfortably. ”Surely StarClan is done punishing us. I cannot even recall anything we did out of line. Can you, Greywater?” Hickoryburn asked the other tom, green eyes glancing to the side to take in a view of the gray tomcat sitting beside him. Maybe he would have an idea as to why StarClan had forsaken them like so.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 22, 2017 13:32:57 GMT -5
[ Hihi, I'm on. I might get in at least one reply before i get off and head to my boyfriends house at about one or two (pacific standard time)
but good morning everyone c: ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2017 13:34:26 GMT -5
hihi! c:
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Post by Myst on Nov 22, 2017 13:34:41 GMT -5
Ohhh nice ^^ have fun!!
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 22, 2017 13:36:00 GMT -5
[ How are you guys? :")
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2017 13:39:53 GMT -5
im good c:
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Post by Myst on Nov 22, 2017 13:41:53 GMT -5
Breathing a lil better ^^
How’re you??
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 22, 2017 13:46:25 GMT -5
I'm okay, thank you c:
Getting a lil mad because i can't make any roleplay profiles smh
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2017 14:09:05 GMT -5
awno ;;
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 22, 2017 14:18:49 GMT -5
Harestreak | Moonclan Camp | Dawn  Feeling extremely thankful for bother his sister and his kit, Harestreak took in the warmth without any further complaints. His brown gaze shifted to look up at the sky, his tail twitching carefully behind him. He knew he didn't have much longer to live, but as long as he could still walk, he prayed starclan would not take his life just yet, not while his kits or the clan needed him. Harestreak knew that by the time the cold season came around, Duskwater would end up with him in his den, with a chest full of green-cough. Sighing, he turned his attention to Adderthorn and Mossfur, his eyes having a slightly glossy look to them.
He nodded. Rest sounded good at the moment. Typically, the old tom would refuse, but he was exhausted, no matter how many times he said he wasn't. He definitely was. "Alright, alright. No need t'pester us any longer, Adderthorn, dear. We'll rest. We promise. No one has gotten any good sleep since the patrols even announced the scent of the badgers." Harestreak mewed and gave his daughter's cheek a little lick before he stood up again. He carefully nudged his sister and stepped away.
"Let's go rest now, Mossfur. We can rest in our den. And yes- it'd be nice if you could bring us a mouse or two to eat before we rest, Adderthorn." Harestreak replied, a yawn cutting him off which pushed him to walk back towards the elders den, hoping Mossfur would get up and follow him. He had a little limp to his step, but it was only from the small pain of his missing claw- he'd have to clean that up once he settled down.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2017 14:20:35 GMT -5
shh it's fine<3
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 22, 2017 14:28:08 GMT -5
Snowpaw ➳ Buckpaw | Moonclan Camp | Dawn Snowpaw managed to relax as soon as she felt her brothers tongue carefully grooming over her pelt in return. She felt a little more at ease, but he mind screamed for her to break down- yet she refused to let the emotions take her over. She hated showing how fragile she could be, especially in front of her brother. If Buckpaw knew she wasn't okay, then the two would never get better, and never grow out of their grieving state. Of course, she didnt bottle it all within her mind. She did have a feeling of sadness and grief radiating off her pelt like hot flares. She just tried her best to keep it together. Snowpaw had to. She needed to be the strong one so she could help Buckpaw since he needed it the most.
When her brother brought up taking her to the Moonpool, her eyes flew open and began to glitter. Would he really take her there at some point in her life? She hesitated. What if she wasn't worthy enough to talk to Starclan? She hadn't ever heard of a regular warrior or apprentice sharing tongues with their ancestors. Should she feel special if they did do that? Maybe cats just didn't tell of their connection, because it was a special sharing of tongues. She frowned and looked at Buckpaw.
"What if Starclan doesn't speak to me like we wish they would? I'm no leader or medicine cat like you. And I am certainly never going to be either of those, never going to be a deputy either." Snowpaw mewed softly, the doubt in her voice laced with a grief of never seeing her father until she herself passed away. Her muzzle rested gently on her paws and she whimpered softly. She didn't know how much longer she'd be able to keep it together. She just hoped she wouldn't break down.
Not here. Not yet. Not in front of Buckpaw. She couldn't.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 22, 2017 14:33:08 GMT -5
Contracting illnesses was much too easy in their old age. Just one small cough from inhaling a feather off a bird could start up a storm of infections and whatnot it seemed. Mossfur had certainly had her fair share of illness as she grew older, and she was sure that soon enough she would find herself stuck in the medicine cat den before newleaf came back around. While she herself was still wet from the drizzle, she found herself more protected thanks to her thicker pelt. Oh, she could remember a time when she had been annoyed at having such a thick pelt, always getting it tangled up into things when going out to hunt or patrol. It seemed like every time Mossfur had went on a patrol she got something new caught in her fur; the strangest thing she had brought back to camp in her fur had probably been some odd twoleg contraption. It had been grossly sticky. Mossfur was sure she had spent days getting her fur clean again after that.
The voice of Adderthorn brought Mossfur back to the present. She smiled warmly at her niece. She had grown up to be a fine warrior, but of course, Mossfur had known she would. Any kit of her brother's would grow up to be a fine MoonClan cat. "Your father's right," the old molly teased as she pushed herself to her paws. It took her a moment to find her balance. She would be steadier on her paws if she weren't as tired as she was. Mossfur felt as if she could lay down and sleep for a season. It would be nice to sleep leaf-bare away.
Mossfur padded after her brother, noticing his limp. "That missing claw bothering ya, eh?" She asked in a quiet tone. A lost claw wasn't something to worry about, but she wanted to make sure her brother hadn't been too exhausted to clean the dirt and grime out of it. An infection could build up quickly if it was left dirty. She herself had a limp to her step. She had had the limp for a few seasons now, but it was more prominent due to her paws being sore from the burials earlier. She would manage, though. Unlike her brother she hadn't lost any claws, she had only dulled them down.
"A mouse would be lovely, Adderthorn," Mossfur called before slipping inside the elders' den alongside Harestreak. "Bring us back a juicy one." She could do with a fine meal before curling up to sleep the day away. |
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