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Dec 14, 2017 20:37:25 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 14, 2017 20:37:25 GMT -5
Shaking her head with a little sigh, the young queen replied quietly. "You didn't expect any of this to happen, none of us did," she replied. Tucking Mothkit close to the curve of her belly before returning her gaze to the Queen. "Whilst it's not the ideal time, the clan will make it work. We need new paws after eveyrhting that happened."
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 14, 2017 21:59:16 GMT -5
The elder she-cat had been sleeping silently, a short distance away from the two queens, her body and lungs still tired despite the time that had passed since the fire. There wasn't much to do until the clan started to move again; even then, her vision severely restricted her from doing many tasks. This fact frustrated her to no end and ultimately, sleeping seemed to be the best use of her time so she didn't bother too many cats. Smokesong was fully aware of her capabilities to blabber on, but she had had almost enough of the gossip as of late, something very uncharacteristic of the she-cat. It was all the same story, really; talk of the rivers of fire -- she was very unimpressed with her failing sight as it would have been nice to at least see them clearly -- and gossip of Raggedclaw's new leadership. The latter was generally negative around the clan, leaving a lot of suspicion and doubt about the tom's authority.
Needless to say, she was just tired of all of it, and sleeping was a much better option. The elder shifted in her sleep, turning just right to begin a loud bout of snoring that seemed to echo through the makeshift den.
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Post by rosesong on Dec 14, 2017 22:02:13 GMT -5
(Hey sorry I poofed. Studying)
Mistyleaf nodded “That’s true. We lost too many cats in that fire.” She meowed shaking her head.
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 22:06:04 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 14, 2017 22:06:04 GMT -5
Twitching an ear when she heard her mother's snoring, the slender queen managed a small smile at the sight of her elderly mother napping peacefully. A lot more peaceful then anything she had seen in what felt like an eternity, she touched her nose to her mother's flank. Before lifting herself carefully to her paws and making her way over to the makeshift freshkill pile, and sifting through its meagre remains. Knowing full well her mother would be unlikely to pick something for herself until others had filled their bellies, she found a small vole. It was pitiful, but hopefully it would fill her mother's belly enough to give her some strength to shake the cough from her system.
Lifting it back up, she returned to her nest and litter of kits, and gently lay the prey at the paws of the older shecat. Rubbing her cheek against her mother's, she said in a quiet voice. "Wake up Smokesong," she said lowly. "I brought you something to eat."
Stormflight looked back at the other mother with a nod, "It would be nice to bring some joy to the clan again."
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 22:39:55 GMT -5
Post by rosesong on Dec 14, 2017 22:39:55 GMT -5
Mistyleaf smiled wrapping her tail around her belly “that’s true.” She paused for a moment looking over at the freshkill pile “Have you eaten recently?” She meowed looking at the younger queen
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 22:43:18 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 14, 2017 22:43:18 GMT -5
"Yes," she lied. All too aware of the dwindling freshkill pile and not wishing to take something before everyone else had eaten, even if that was unlikely to happen any time soon. "Do you need something?" She offered, twitching her ears.
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 23:01:16 GMT -5
Post by rosesong on Dec 14, 2017 23:01:16 GMT -5
Mistyleaf didnt buy it “what you eat, they eat. Let’s share something” she meowed trying to get the queen to get something in her body. She knew the kits wouldn’t be strong unless there mother was strong
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 23:05:43 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 14, 2017 23:05:43 GMT -5
Flicking her ears back at this, she grinned a little and shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not hungry, I'll wait for a bit," she insisted. Her long tail wrapping around the three kits tucked in her nest. "Are you?"
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brambleflight
Holiday craze. Replies wont be coming for a while sorry!
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Post by brambleflight on Dec 14, 2017 23:17:16 GMT -5
((I have Emberpaw and Smokesong open, Bramble! I have Ember sulking near the river next to the make-shift camp and Smokesong could be anywhere. )) (Sorry I took so long to reply to this xD I’ll send out Magpie then! I haven’t had the chance to rp her much) Magpiepaw padded quietly through the small crowd of cats. She noticed Emberpaw down by the river near their camp and let out a small sigh of pity, knowing that her den-mate had lost quite a bit to the fire. His mentor and his father. She frowned as she consider all the cats that had fallen because of the fire. She shook her head forcing the sad thoughts away. The she-cat quickly put on a smile and bounced over to him. “Hey Emberpaw.” She meowed in her regular friendly and cheerful voice. Her gaze traveled down into the water and she scanned it over. “What are you up to? Looking for fish?” She asked.
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 14, 2017 23:17:36 GMT -5
Smokesong stirred, glancing around blearily as the world came into sight. She couldn't really focus on anything in particular, but was able to pinpoint the voices of Stormflight and Mistyleaf. Her daughter surprised the elder with a vole, and she stammered for a moment, still not fully awake.
She settled with teasing as a response. "I can feed myself, you know," she huffed playfully, tentatively whisking her paw out to grab the prey that her daughter had left. This was not the whole truth, however. Many cats had brought her food in the previous days as she seemed to conveniently 'forget' to eat; while she accepted the food from others, she never seemed to touch the fresh-kill pile herself. In her mind, it seemed best to wait until others were fed and she was offered food.
((I'm behind, sorry. q.q))
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 23:20:10 GMT -5
Post by rosesong on Dec 14, 2017 23:20:10 GMT -5
(Sorry I have to go to bed. Goodnight!!)
Mistyleaf shook her head. “I ate now long ago. But these days I feel like I’m always hungry.” She laughed looking at her growing belly.
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 14, 2017 23:28:46 GMT -5
(See you rose)
Stormflight rolled her eyes, lowering herself to stay closer to the ground so she could rub her nose against her mother’s cheek and settled down beside the older though keeping an eye on the kits. She began to groom her mothers thick fur, s similar shade to her own. “I’m aware,” she replied with a chuckle, “Nut I know how stubborn you are, Smokesong.”
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 14, 2017 23:30:33 GMT -5
Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 14, 2017 23:30:33 GMT -5
Emberpaw hardly stirred as he heard a friendly voice; he glanced out of the corner of his eye, recognizing her to be Magpiepaw. He had assumed such, of course. No cat in the clan could beat her cheeriness. He wanted to roll his eyes at her inquiry; of course he wasn't fishing, but he knew that his sour behavior was uncalled for, especially in a time such as now. Instead, he whispered a small and short, "Sure," to his fellow apprentice, feeling his gut twist as he even dared to utter a word. Maybe he had been fishing in a way: fishing for answers from the covered stars, his last bit of hope, whatever signs of life.
"No luck, though," he muttered, shuffling up into a sitting position. He felt a shred of bitterness enter his stomach and burn like fire; why was Magpiepaw so cheerful? He couldn't even bring himself to function, let alone like it.
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Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 15, 2017 0:01:08 GMT -5
Smokesong smirked at Stormflight, enjoying the affectionate grooming that her daughter offered. "Well, you had to get it from someone," she teased, "You're just as guilty for not eating, and you know it." Her bushy tail flickered lightly as she returned a couple of loving licks to Stormflight's forehead. "You and Mistyleaf should go get some food when you're ready to, okay?"
The elder turned her focus onto the growing kits, now larger and more active than before. She felt a little down, as the she-cat knew that she wouldn't be able to see her grandkits as anything more than blurred shapes, but that feeling wasn't going to last long. Smokesong turned to her daughter eagerly and asked, "Have any of them opened their eyes? They should be getting close to that age!"
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 0:27:35 GMT -5
Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 15, 2017 0:27:35 GMT -5
(I’ll throw out a couple starters then c: ) Whiteblaze was resting since he was forced to keep off his injured paw. He gave a bored sigh and laid his head down as he watched his clan-mates quietly. >> Ooc << >> RP << Rainshimmer had just gotten back from a patrol, she entered the camp and had gotten quite hungry half way through the patrol; skipping breakfast. She padded gingerly over to the fresh kill pile, she noticed Whiteblaze looking lonely and decide to bring him a piece of prey. She picked out a mouse for herself and a vole the tom, she wasn't too sure what he had liked. She picked up the prey and padded over to the tom and set down the warm meat at his paws, "I thought you might be hungry, and would want some company." She mewed sitting down next to him and grabbed her mouse.
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 1:28:59 GMT -5
Post by Dagegen5 on Dec 15, 2017 1:28:59 GMT -5
"Do fish even know what fire is?" Emberpaw asked quietly, skeptical of the scaly creatures being scared off by something that couldn't even touch them. To be honest, the tom thought that there were fish in the river, he was just too dazed and spaced out to notice them -- but perhaps Magpiepaw had a point. Either way, it didn't matter to him. He hadn't been looking for fish in the first place, but had absolutely been thinking about the disaster that supposedly scared them away. The apprentice felt his whiskers droop and he swiped his paw with drawn out claws across the water in frustration.
"Sorry, thought I saw something," he lied, realizing he had splashed some of the cool water everywhere..
Magpiepaw, however, seemed intent on getting the mopey tom to do something; she nudged his shoulder playfully. Emberpaw hadn't quite expected it and he shrank away from the touch in surprise, his pale yellow eyes widening a touch at her offer to hunt further down the river. His heart twinged as he thought of his siblings; it was generally Raccoonpaw who pushed him playfully and he found himself glancing over to the den where his brother continued to recover. The tom pulled himself back to reality, doing his best to put on a strong outward display. "S-sure," he stammered, standing to his paws in response to the she-cat's bouncing behavior. He hadn't even attempted to hunt in the past few days, as each time he had tried, his chest would up with remorse for his late mentor. What caused a change today, he wasn't exactly sure, but he didn't doubt that it had something to do with Magpiepaw's friendly mannerisms generating some sort of uplifting energy on his downtrodden spirits. He would never admit such a thing, of course.
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Post by Honcho on Dec 15, 2017 10:00:16 GMT -5
((When should Raggedstar go on the journey to get his 9 lives? Tbh I was thinking about something that would be really funny and akward, what if Raggedstar and Stormflight went on the journey? But, she just got done kitting so that's the bad part.)) Coding by P H O Σ N I X
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 11:41:18 GMT -5
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Post by rosesong on Dec 15, 2017 11:41:18 GMT -5
(Raggedclaw should go now. ASAP so the cats can get on the road and he would usually go with the medicine cat at the time)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Dec 15, 2017 15:23:50 GMT -5
(Hey guys! I'm here but I'm mostly studying for my last final, which is tomorrow, so not gonna be very active. After tomorrow though I'll be super active again!)
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 15, 2017 17:39:35 GMT -5
(I'd be up for it, though I'm not sure why she'd go)
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 17:41:25 GMT -5
Post by Honcho on Dec 15, 2017 17:41:25 GMT -5
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 17:43:46 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 15, 2017 17:43:46 GMT -5
(Its not her kits who are the prophecised ones, but yeah he'd receive the prophecy now)
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Post by Honcho on Dec 15, 2017 17:48:25 GMT -5
(Its not her kits who are the prophecised ones, but yeah he'd receive the prophecy now)
((No I mean like, Stormflight could go cause of the prophecy... Maybe Starclan would send her a sign to go to the place where they talk to Starclan, and Raggedclaw would say that both of them should go since he has to get his 9 lives and Starclan tells Storm about the prophecy and Mistyleaf's kits and she just keeps it a secret for awhile?)) Coding by P H O Σ N I X
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 17:51:01 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 15, 2017 17:51:01 GMT -5
(why would she keep it a secret XD)
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Post by Honcho on Dec 15, 2017 17:56:24 GMT -5
(why would she keep it a secret XD)
((Cuz the clan just went through a crazy experience and everyone was is in shock and stuff and that would make things worse. Plus wouldn't it be hard enough for Mistyleaf if she found out her kits were special and they had to fufill something right after her mate died?)) Coding by P H O Σ N I X
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Post by Littleflower on Dec 15, 2017 17:57:53 GMT -5
(That's a valid point, want to rp?)
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Post by Honcho on Dec 15, 2017 18:04:47 GMT -5
(That's a valid point, want to rp?)
((Sure do you want Stormflight to have the dream right away or wait? If not we could have an argument between them just to make there journey more fun ))
Raggedclaw was on the rock in the middle of there temporary camp, grooming himself. He looked up and watched the cats talking all around him. Everyone seems like the whole explosion never hapend, but we still need to journey to a place where we can actually live. He sighed, but is there even a place we can? Coding by P H O Σ N I X
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ᴄʟσsᴇᴅ
Dec 15, 2017 18:06:46 GMT -5
Post by Littleflower on Dec 15, 2017 18:06:46 GMT -5
(You're a little evil aren't you XD sure, he could come to her?)
Stormflight had dozed off curled tightly around the three kits, despite her clanmates attempts to make her a nest to keep somewhat warm, it was still bitter cold no matter what she tried. She could only do her best to keep her newborns from the cold outside. She woke with a bit of a jerk, and lowered her head to tuck Dustkit back by her flank for warmth.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Dec 15, 2017 18:10:51 GMT -5
>> Ooc << Anyone have any open cats? >> RP <<
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