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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 16:40:14 GMT -5
(Sure, wanna start us off?) (Also Little, if you need a mod for your clans to help keep stuff in order, I'd be glad to help! )
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 16:43:11 GMT -5
(You'd be welcome to Sky, you're awesome as it is but if you don't mind XD and sure!)
Lightningfang returned to camp with a trot to his paws, a squirrel gripped tightly in his jaws, he scanned the clearing with a narrowed pair of eyes. Looking for one shecat in particular, he moved to make his way to the nursery, but was surprised to find he wasn't allowed in. Tilting his head, he moved to ask why, but panicked at the scent of blood which was pouring from the den. "Robinsong?" he called, the panic apparent in his tone of voice, a million questions running through his head. Had the kits come, was something wrong?
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 16:43:36 GMT -5
(and no its not yet open)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 16:44:57 GMT -5
(Sure I'd be happy to!
Also whats happening in the nursery? XD)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 16:46:16 GMT -5
(Poppyshade died kitting)
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Post by rosesong on Jan 22, 2018 16:47:07 GMT -5
(ok. Wanna rp Sootstep finding out about Poppyshade and his kits?)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 16:47:45 GMT -5
(sure, would you start rose I need to do something real quik)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 16:51:21 GMT -5
(Oh noes Dx -goes to reread-)
"I'm here." Robinsong mewed softly, padding out from the nursery. She moved gingerly, the effort of carrying kits who would be born any day now. The blood tang was strong around her, but it was apparent it wasn't her blood. "I'm okay." She added, reaching up to nuzzle him. "But...Poppyshade is..." She looked up, the pain apparent in her eyes.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 16:53:35 GMT -5
The large tom all but lunged for his mate the moment she came from the nursery, in the space of a few seconds he had entirely panicked, only the worst thoughts running through his head. He pressed close to her, nuzzling her all over, paying particular attention to her heavily swollen belly. "Robinsong," he stammered, feeling ridiculous but he hardly cared. "StarClan I thought the blood was you," he whispered. But he jerked upright at what she said next, "Oh, no. She cant be." He spoke with a broken heart for Sootstep, he couldn't imagine losing Robinsong. It would break him.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 16:57:35 GMT -5
"I'm alright." Robinsong purred softly, wrapping her tail around him lovingly. "The kits, too." She breathed in his comforting scent for a few seconds longer, until she was calm herself. Watching Poppyshade waste away while she had been helpless to aid her had been rattling. "Something went wrong, it had happened so quick. Mintsong couldn't do anything." She explained.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 22, 2018 16:57:46 GMT -5
(okay.)
Sootstep walked back into camp following Lightningfang. He too smelled the blood coming from the nursery, but what was worse he smelled Poppyshades scent and it smelled of fear. He instantly felt although his stomach had dropped to his paws. "Poppyshade?" he called following Lightningfang to the edge of the nursery. He panicked even more when they were both not allowed in. He looked around for Mintsong or Burningstar and saw they were both nowhere to be seen. He looked to Lightningfang his eyes filled with panic "What is going on?" he asked to other tom before calling for Burningstar hoping his leader could give him some answers
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 17:04:00 GMT -5
Shaking as he struggled to regain his dignity, the large tom pressed his nose deep into her belly as though needing to make sure for himself. He stayed like this until he felt the familiar kicking against the side of his face and he pulled away. "Thank starclan," he whispered mostly to himself. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
Burningstar had almost moved to go after his younger sister to make sure that she was ok after he'd heard the news, but then he saw Sootstep and he hesitated. His heart breaking for the younger tom, the huge leader bowed his head pitifully. "I'm really sorry to have to tell you this, Sootstep," he started struggling to find the words. How can I tell him his mate and two kits are dead? He thought, biting on his lip with uncertainty until he at last came out with it. "I'm really sorry, but Poppyshade had her kits," he started with a bowed head. "Unfortunately she had too much bleeding..." He said lowly, "She's with StarClan now, and brought two of her kits with her."
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Post by rosesong on Jan 22, 2018 17:09:43 GMT -5
Sootstep shook his head, stepping back his eyes wide with disbelief at his leaders words "no." he whispered shaking his head again "Not her." he said louder "Please not her." Sootstep started to cry and fell to the ground, overcome with grief at the death of his mate and two kits. He continued to shake his head whispering her name over and over.
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brambleflight
Holiday craze. Replies wont be coming for a while sorry!
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Post by brambleflight on Jan 22, 2018 17:11:14 GMT -5
(Hi again xD Decided to join since it was fun rping with you all before! )
Name: Redpaw Rank: Apprentice Gender: She-cat Description: A dark, rusty ginger she-cat with long legs and tail that make her a rather effective hunter and climber. She has white on her belly and paws. Her eyes are a vibrant yellow. Personality: Redpaw is a mature and level-headed young cat. She’s a quick learner and rarely goofs around as she fears it might make others think less of her or take her less seriously. Redpaw can be a bit competitive at times, especially when it comes to hunting. She’s fairly kind and friendly, often trying to be on everyone’s good-side as she is a bit of a people-pleaser. This largely comes from her own lack of self-confidence as she is a harsh critic on herself and feels the need to be a great warrior. Family: Open to family! Maybe sister of Dawnpaw?? History: Redpaw was born and raised in the clan. Screenname: brambleflight Other: none
Name: Mumblesong Rank: Warrior Gender: She-cat Description: A petite, little she-cat. She has mainly white fur with pale streaks of ginger along her back, tail and head. Her eyes are a pale, icy blue. Personality: Much like her name implies, Mumblesong is a very quiet cat. She’s shy and timid, often keeping to herself or to close friends. She opens up a bit around those she is close to and can be quite lively and playful. However, she is not one to be underestimated. Despite her timidness, Mumblesong is very protective over her clan and loved ones. Family: Open to Siblings/Parents! History: She was born and raised in the clan. Screenname: brambleflight Other: None
Name: Comfreytail Rank: Warrior Gender: Tom Description: A tall and muscular tom with thick, pale gray tabby fur. He has a white belly and muzzle. His eyes are a leafy green. Personality: Strong and confident, Comfreytail is a proud warrior of Abyssclan. He’s strict and follows the rules very closely, leaving very little room for mistake. He can be quite arrogant and a bit judgmental, which can be a problem as he isn’t one to let his opinion go unheard. Despite this, he is a very loyal and honest cat and can be quite caring. Family: Open to Siblings/Mate History: He was born and raised in Abyssclan. His father died before he was born but his mother told him stories of a great and noble warrior which grew to Comfreytail idolized. Screenname: brambleflight Other: None
Name: Lavanderpurr Rank: Queen Gender: She-cat Description: A tall and elegant-looking she-cat. She has solid, pale gray fur and very pointed features such as her ears and chin. Her eyes are a blue-ish green. Personality: Lavanderpurr is a cat with a big heart and sharp claws. She’s very loving and compassionate towards most cats, often acting a bit motherly towards clan-mates that are even older than her. She can be quite stern and opinionated. One thing is for certain, her kindness does not make her any less hot-tempered. She can get mad quite easily and is very protective. Family: Open to Siblings/Mate History: Lavanderpurr was originally a loner. She lived for a quite a while on her own and has been in quite a few fights. She eventually came across Abyssclan and decided to stay for good. This was quite a few moons ago though. Screenname: brambleflight Other: none
Name: Roosterpaw Rank: Apprentice Gender: Tom Description: A short and stocky young tom. He has mainly white fur with ginger ears and tail. His eyes are a dark amber. Personality: Goofy and fun-loving, Roosterpaw rarely takes anything seriously. He’s energetic and constantly seems to be on the go. He’s usually never one to get angry and if he does, he usually sulks around for a couple days. He occasionally gets into a bit of trouble as he has big ideas that don’t always agree with the warrior code or his mentor’s words. Family: Open to Siblings/Parents History: Roosterpaw was born and raised in the clan Screenname: brambleflight Other: None
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Ƭιɗυѕ
To get a hold of me just @ mintsong
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Post by Ƭιɗυѕ on Jan 22, 2018 17:16:44 GMT -5
Mintsong was still near the leader's den, still in a shocked state -- her head reeling as she stood with her eyes closed. She took a couple of ragged, deep breaths, and opened her eyes.
Firewhisker was out ofbthe warriors den almost as soon as heard the din from outside. He looked between cats, trying to find an answer, before he settled on his sister. En route to her, however, he caught what Burningstar was saying, having passed close by, but just continued forward. " Mintsong! What happened? Why are cats saying that Poppyshade died? " His voice became lower in volume and softer as he spoke, becoming but a whisper.
" She died kitting, Firewhisker. Her and two out of three kits. I should... I should tell Sootstep he needs to name them. " She pushed past her brother. " Sootstep? I know it's hard. But she's with Starclan now. She and the kits are now safe and together. I need to ask you this though. What will the two be named? As their father it is your right to bestow a name to them. "
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 17:18:36 GMT -5
(Sure they can be sisters! ) "I'm sorry, Sootstep." Robinsong meowed kindly. "She did leave behind one kit. Your kit. Would you like to meet her?" She offered, hoping to take the tom's mind off of his grief for a bit.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 22, 2018 17:25:10 GMT -5
Sootstep took a few ragged deep breaths before pulling himself to his feet. "Please" he meowed looking at Burningstar and Mintsong "I want to see her. And the kits." He then processed what Robinsong said and nodded slowly "Its a she-cat?" he meowed looking at Robinsong
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Ƭιɗυѕ
To get a hold of me just @ mintsong
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Post by Ƭιɗυѕ on Jan 22, 2018 17:32:48 GMT -5
" This way. " Mintsong flicked her tail towards the nursery. " I will take you. "
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 17:36:07 GMT -5
(sorry for the poof! its my dads birthday so I gave him a ring. and welcome bramble! lovely to see you again! hope you're doing well)
Burningstar bowed his head, the pain for his clanmate coming from him in waves, a rarity for the usually refined and quiet leader. "It is your right, I will have some warriors bring her into the clearing when your ready, I'm sure we will all want to say our goodbyes." He spoke kindly.
Lightningfang pressed close to his mate protectively, making it seem as though he had no intention of ever letting her out of his sight again after the events of the day.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 17:37:57 GMT -5
"How sad..." Robinsong mewed softly as she pressed closer to Lightningfang. "I hope this isn't a sign of things to come..." She mewed worriedly, with a glance at her own belly telling that her kits would be arriving in a day or two.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 17:45:00 GMT -5
Nosing her between the ears firmly. "You'll be fine," his words were commanding, as though trying to make up for the fact he was absolutely terrified of losing her. "You'll be a fantastic mother to them," he said. Sending a very slight glare to the skies, as though daring the ancestors to take the shecat he loved from him. He didn't care what he had to do, he would bring down starclan if she was lost.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 22, 2018 17:47:41 GMT -5
"Thank you."Robinsong purred, her eyes lighting up slightly as his words calmed her down. She trusted him, just like she always did. Whenever she was around him, she felt safe. Then, she felt a grumble in her belly and sighed. "It's not easy feeding extra mouths." She grumbled lightly as she glanced at the fresh kill pile.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 17:49:59 GMT -5
(no worries, I look forward to it for when you get the chance )
Trying to calm down a little, he nosed her between the ears. "I'll bring you the whole forest of prey for you to make sure your bellies are full," he said with a chuckle. "I'm sure even for your apetite that will be enough," he said playfully.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 22, 2018 17:51:11 GMT -5
Sootstep nodded to his leader "Give me a moment alone with her first before she is brought out please." He meowed before following Mintsong into the nursery. His breath caught in his throat as he saw his mate lying in her nest, eyes closed, unmoving with two tiny kits next to her. He padded over to them and lay down next to Poppyshades head pressing his nose to her forehead while a tear trickled down his cheek. He lay like this for a moment whispering to her a goodbye before pressing his nose to each of the dead kits. He looked back at Mintsong "we talked about a few names. This one will be Oakkit." he meowed giving the small brown kit a lick before looking at the black and orange kit. A perfect mix of himself and his mate. "And this will be Duskkit." he meowed. He gave them all one last look before nodding to Mintsong and walking out of the nursery back to Burningstar giving his leader a nod to signal Poppyshade and the kits could leave the nursery now
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 17:56:09 GMT -5
Abysskit let out a tiny squeak from where she was settled beside the other queen, her belly full the tiny creature, fur still matted from the blood of her mother, was tiny but otherwise seemed to be healthy. A bundle of fluff who only let out the occasional tiny sound of protest as her new mother groomed and cared for her. She was the perfect replica of her mother, save for splashes of darker colour like her father.
On the nod of the grieving warrior, Burningstar lifted himself to his paws and slipped into the nursery in silence, he lowered himself to the ground and with great care lifted the shecat from the ground and carried her away into the clearing. To the massive tom it was hardly a difficulty, and he lowered the lost queen to the ground with sadness darkening his eyes, before returning for the newly named tom kits. Burningstar paused before turning away from them. Indicating the tiny shekit with a flick of his tail, "Meet your daughter. She needs you right now," and then he was gone.
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Ƭιɗυѕ
To get a hold of me just @ mintsong
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Post by Ƭιɗυѕ on Jan 22, 2018 17:57:10 GMT -5
Mintsong nodded, murmuring a prayer to Starclan that the three made it to Starclan alright. She followed the mourning tom out of the den, and sighed, sitting nearby to the nursery in case she was furthur needed.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 22, 2018 18:03:37 GMT -5
Sootstep nodded turning to Sliverflight his eyes settling on the tiny kit who looked almost identical to her mother and he looked back at Sliverflight, "You named her?" he asked. His voice filled with a mixture of emotions as he got down next to his daughter staring at her in wonder and she squealed. "shhhh" he comforted the tiny she-cat pressing his nose to her fur. "Im here. And I am never going to let anything bad happen to you. Ever"
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 22, 2018 18:05:45 GMT -5
Abysskit's tiny paws kneaded the ground bellow her, useless and tiny she only succeeded in burrowing herself deeper into the warmth of the nest, and falling onto her side when her little toes collided with the ground beneath the nest. Toppling onto her side, even with eyes sealed shut she seemed surprised with a little squeak pulling from her. At the touch of the strange cat, she mewled again, rolling a little so her belly was sky turned, and she attempted to paw at the strange warrior. Her tiny limbs flailing uselessly.
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