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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 8, 2018 21:39:28 GMT -5
Hickory was sitting beside his sister, grooming a scratch on his flank that just wouldn't go away. We need someone who knows about herbs, he thought. And fast. He was so preoccupied with his concerns, he hardly heard what Olive said about the fox cubs. Then he looked up in surprise, feeling sick to his stomach. "But Olive," he protested. "Foxes aren't weak. Or stupid. What if they're so smart, they realize they aren't like us, and... and kill us while we sleep?!" Olive just snorted in response. She was too narrow-minded. How could she not see the risks something like this could bring? Hickory let out a long sigh. Why must his sister be so hopeless sometimes?
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 8, 2018 21:40:33 GMT -5
(We have ourselves some sibling drama, folks. How will it end?) (Also, I looked it up, and I think they can just be called kits, cubs, or pups. It doesn't really matter.)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2018 0:33:57 GMT -5
(will respond in the morning.)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 19:16:36 GMT -5
( Maplestone360 sorry for late reply omg. I had no muse and then Pretzelverse distracted me lol.) Grimm nosed his way into the conversation the two siblings were having, "What's going on? What's all this noise about foxes in camp? Why doesn't anyone tell me anything!?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 9:16:37 GMT -5
Out Of Character Bump. New header y'all.
Roleplay Dark eyed the molly with troubled eyes and a smile. "I'm sorry for any trouble this brings you, Holly. I didn't have the heart to leave them for dead." she meowed, choosing her words carefully.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 13, 2018 9:29:17 GMT -5
{{MEEP! I'm here!}}
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 13, 2018 9:31:40 GMT -5
"It'll be fine, I'm sure it'll be no trouble at all." Holly mewed, getting to her paws. "Though if you had told me we'd have company I could have tidied up a bit." she added, glancing around.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 9:34:05 GMT -5
Out Of Character Wb!
Roleplay Dark nodded. "I'll have Pine see too it. It seems like a fitting punishment for her to help you take care of it and maybe it'll get the others of my back." she sighed, then added in a half-mumble, "I didn't think leading would get to be so complicated so quickly."
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 13, 2018 9:40:58 GMT -5
{{For a second I was all like "Wb? What's that mean?" then I was like "Oh wait."}}
"It'll be fine, Dark. You have cats here who'll support you to the very end." Holly purred lightly. "And if nothing else, you can always talk to me about your problems. I'd be happy to listen."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 9:44:00 GMT -5
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Roleplay Dark felt a sense of comfort in those words, though an uneasy paranoia crept in the back of her mind. Had she spoken too freely? No, perhaps not. She dipped her head in a polite goodbye and went to fetch Pine, who came in a short while later, tail fluffed up in anger.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 13, 2018 9:47:41 GMT -5
"Calm down, Pine. It's just a little bit of cleaning." Holly mewed to the tortoiseshell as she nudged a few scraps of moss back into her nest.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 9:52:31 GMT -5
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Roleplay Pine gave Holly the foulest glare a cat could imagine and scratched up the used bits of moss with an angry swipe, whisking them away into the dirt place without a word.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 13, 2018 9:57:13 GMT -5
Holly facepawed internally as she finished arranging her nest. She looked back at Pine. "I think we're done here."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 10:05:13 GMT -5
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Roleplay "Whatever, fox-mother." She spat hastily. Turning her tail to leave. Just because she was ordered to help clean didn't mean she had to be polite or like it one bit. The cubs would be nothing but more mouths to feed and were destined to destroy everything in their path as they aged, just like their predecessors.
One of the fox cubs sniffed around and yipped hungrily, shuffling closer to Holly trying to figure out what it's strange new surroundings were.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Mar 13, 2018 10:15:38 GMT -5
Holly laid down on her side in her nest and sighed. I wonder what happened with Pine... She seemed in a bad mood.
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 13, 2018 18:34:05 GMT -5
(I need to finish my French homework real quick but then I'll reply)
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 13, 2018 19:16:54 GMT -5
Olive grinned wryly as Grimm padded over to her and Hickory. "Oh yes, Dark and Bones did it. Those orange scraps of fur they brought into camp? Fox cubs. Three of them. And they're causing a lot of commotion too." She was enjoying relaying the story to her rogue-mate, adding in as much drama to her words as possible. "Nobody knows what to do with them! Some of us think it would be fine to let them stay for a while, but others," she cleared her throat loudly and flicked her long tail across Hickory's face, "want absolutely nothing to do with them. Think they'll 'kill us in our sleep.'"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2018 12:15:39 GMT -5
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Roleplay Grimm huffed, "Fox cubs will do no harm just yet. I trust my sisters judgement." he replied tautly, "When they get bigger, they could be useful anyway. Think of it. Any intruder to camp will have second thoughts when they see we've turned foxes into battle ready weapons."
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 14, 2018 19:51:27 GMT -5
"Right," Olive agreed, glancing sideways at her brother with a smug grin on her face. "No harm. They're just cubs. Think of how useful they'll be." And if they aren't, we'll just get rid of them. It was that simple. The young creatures were just tools to be used, and if they were sharpened enough, they could become weapons.
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 14, 2018 19:51:53 GMT -5
Hickory felt uncomfortable. Both of the cats surrounding him disagreed with his opinions, and he felt like if he voiced his concerns that would just cast them aside. But he swallowed his worries and meowed anyway, "How can we turn them into weapons? They don't even understand us. They're not cats. They're completely different than we are."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2018 19:54:52 GMT -5
Chat - - -
Roleplay Grimm nodded, "You have a point. But they're young. Perhaps we can teach them cat speak." he mused, twitching his whiskers, "After all, a fox noise sounds close to meowing sometimes, don't you think?" he turned to Olive as if awaiting her agreement.
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 15, 2018 15:23:36 GMT -5
Olive nodded. "Yes, it does," she agreed. "Sometimes, I hear them yowling at night, and I have to stop and wonder if it's actually cats I'm hearing." It wouldn't be much different than teaching a young kit how to speak, would it? They probably didn't even know much of their own language yet, with their parents busy with stealing the DarkBlood Cats' territory and all.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2018 15:02:22 GMT -5
Closing rp until further notice. It could get remade in the future if enough people can get behnd it to warrant me restarting it again but it isn't likely and you'd probably have to really pressure me to do so so this doesn't end up another dead clan.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2018 15:06:09 GMT -5
(I'm sorry for suddenly going inactive without warning. I ended up going into a deep depression corking a cruddy job.) (It's ok, I'm not relly upset about this. I do hope you're feeling better and you can always pm me if you need to/want to talk about anything. c: )
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Post by Maplestone360 on May 4, 2018 17:17:36 GMT -5
( ) (This was a great roleplay. R.I.P.)
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