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Nov 29, 2017 16:44:39 GMT -5
Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 16:44:39 GMT -5
(Hiya! )
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 17:58:41 GMT -5
(Hi! and I'm really sorry to be a buzzkill but as its my first clan I'd prefer to keep it an isolated clan for now)
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Nov 29, 2017 18:17:53 GMT -5
Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 18:17:53 GMT -5
(Hey Little! Just wondering, am I accepted? c: )
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 18:23:43 GMT -5
(Oh I'm sorry, I thought I'd accepted you yesterday! of course, I cant add right now, internet issues)
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Nov 29, 2017 18:26:28 GMT -5
Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 18:26:28 GMT -5
(No worries! I was just waiting for confirmation before I RPd xP)
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 18:32:31 GMT -5
(Would you like to rp?)
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Nov 29, 2017 18:38:17 GMT -5
Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 18:38:17 GMT -5
(Sure, but I'll be closing up at work soon since I'm off in 20 minutes. So I'll be free to RP for the rest of the night in like half an hour if you'll be free?)
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 19:30:14 GMT -5
(its so pretty!
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Bisexual
»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 29, 2017 19:44:26 GMT -5
OOC - -
Thank you Little. ;w; & sure that sounds great Bramble! I'll post a starter~
Roleplay - -
Grayfoot was in the Warrior's den. Having went on a dawn patrol earlier that morning, one could say he was exhausted. The tom laid with his head on his paws as he slept, though the stirring of others kept snapping him back to reality. He grumbled when he gave up his attempt to sleep in, sitting up and stretching. A sound of pops running down his spine. Yeesh he felt like an elder now. He started out of the den, looking over the camp. He saw Singedstar looking wounded and his mate. What in the name of Starclan happened? He thought to himself, flicking his ear. He could only assume his sister was probably booked today after that sight.
Hollyfall finished her work on Brokenfrost, looking the pale gray tom over, "Feel better?" She asked, concern laced in her voice. Shuffling her paws lightly, it was the she-cats worse habit after all.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 19:50:14 GMT -5
(I'm back!)
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 19:54:50 GMT -5
(yo singe, can Stormflight have her kits?)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 20:05:07 GMT -5
(Sure, wanna start us off?) (Wanna RP Little and Singe? )
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Nov 29, 2017 20:07:37 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 20:07:37 GMT -5
Stormflight returned to camp, twitching her ears she moved to make her way back to the nursery, tired from the journey into the territories with her mate when she flinched midstep. A cry tearing from her throat before she could stop it, she stumbled. Confused, she straightened once the pain had stopped. Eyes searching for Hollyfall, uncertain of what was happening, and panicking.
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Post by rosesong on Nov 29, 2017 20:08:03 GMT -5
Mistyleaf turned back to her mate keeping her tail wrapped around her son protectively. She hoped Singedstar didnt think badly of the way she treated Timbershine. Mistyleaf knew she got over protective sometimes but it was hard to help it. She narrowed he eyes at the rouges inspecting them for any possible sign they were lying and meant to harm her family and her clan. Her expression softened just a little as she decided that they seemed genuine but she still didnt trust them completely. She turned her head to her mate for his response
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Nov 29, 2017 20:11:12 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 20:11:12 GMT -5
(also, rereading what I missed, I think a group of foxes attacking camp out of the blue is a bit much)
Singedstar twitched his tail, letting it lay across his mate's flat he regarded the strangers with a careful look, though the way he carried himself wasn't necessarily unkind or aggressive. For a moment, he thought about it then at last decided on what he was going to say. "Very well, you are welcome to join our ranks," was his response.
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Nov 29, 2017 20:17:07 GMT -5
Post by rosesong on Nov 29, 2017 20:17:07 GMT -5
Mistyleaf nodded and looked at her mate with approval. She thought for a moment before saying “Shall we have Emberpaw help them set up nests in the apprentices den until we can go over clan rules and evaluate their skills?” she looked at her son knowing he might not be happy about it since he didnt seem happy about the newcomers but it would be good for him to learn to follow all orders regardless of whether or not he approved
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 20:18:53 GMT -5
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 20:19:18 GMT -5
Proud of his mate's way of thinking, the young tom grinned a little at her words. He nodded in agreement, looking back to try and spot any of his children [of which there seem to have been multiple more in the space of a night XD) or one of the other apprentices who might be willing to help these newcomers out. Twitching his tail when he spotted one of them, beckoning them over.
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Post by Dagegen5 on Nov 29, 2017 20:21:16 GMT -5
Emberpaw huddled down as his mother tucked her tail around him and he settled himself. The tom himself felt a little awkward as his mother embraced him like a kit, but he wasn't going to start a scene about that now. No, something much more important was going on in the camp. His eyes peered wistfully at Singedstar, watching his every move and action. He pressed against Mistyleaf, however, in a brief attempt to calm her nerves about the strangers. It was quite apparent where Emberpaw got his sharp tongue from. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow for his mentor, as well; he knew that she didn't mean any ill will on the clan by brining them here. It didn't change the fact that she had, however.
His nose wrinkled as the leader seemed to contemplate for a moment. He was careful, Emberpaw new that much, but Singedstar had decided to welcome the newcommers into the ranks of Mountainclan. Emberpaw stood up in protest, shouting the first thing that came to his mind, "But they have weird names!" he yowled, his fur bristling a little as he interupted the tension-brimming event.
His face contorted as he stared aghast at his mother; he was going to sleep with them? And he had to make their nests? The response from his father didn't help either and he gave an audible scoff. "It's cramped as is in the apprentice den!"
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Nov 29, 2017 20:25:48 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 20:25:48 GMT -5
(how would that work considering she was the one bringing them into camp? and I'm not sure what you mean as there wont really be any build up to the volcano, just it suddenly happening. You're welcome to have her be one of the cats killed in the disaster though, I don't really see the point of a rogue right now as it wont be long until the main plot starts)
At the words of his son, the young leader turned to the apprentice with apparent annoyance darkening his gaze, he looked less then amused that much was true. "I am your leader, and you will do as I say if you like it or not," he warmed firmly. Not in the mood to have every word that left his lips second guessed by an apprentice, even if the cat in question was his own flesh and blood.
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Nov 29, 2017 20:32:50 GMT -5
Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Nov 29, 2017 20:32:50 GMT -5
Shooting an annoyed, yet amused glance at her brother, Willowpaw padded over to Singedstar. "I can help." She volunteered shyly. She was more curious than hostile regarding the new cats, and wanted to learn more about them.
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Nov 29, 2017 20:34:17 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Nov 29, 2017 20:34:17 GMT -5
Regarding his only daughter with a grateful glance, the young tom lowered his head to lick the shecat between the ears with thanks. "Thank you, Willowpaw, at least some of us understand the importance of helping out a clanmate," he said firmly. Setting Emberpaw with a stern sideways glance, baring the tips of his fangs very slightly at the small tom, not that he would have ever made to hurt the young tom. His frustrations were beginning to become apparent..
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