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Post by rosesong on Feb 19, 2018 22:32:27 GMT -5
(Im here!!!)
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Post by rosesong on Feb 19, 2018 23:38:10 GMT -5
Stormfeather returned her nuzzle. "We make a pretty good team." He half joked, picking up that something was on her mind besides hunting. "You wanted to talk?" He prompted her, looking into her eyes. Swansong sighed and took a half step back "About what you said before. About being in love with me?" she meowed not quite sure how to say what she wanted to. "I want to give it a shot. I want to give us a shot. It feels right somehow."
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 20, 2018 0:15:29 GMT -5
{Hey Rose! Sorry for the late reply... I was... Unwell...}
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 20, 2018 0:19:16 GMT -5
Stormfeather was happy and slightly confused at the same time. "Really?" He meowed. "Thank you, I-" He had no idea what to say. "I don't know exactly what to say exactly..." He danced from paw to paw in thought, wondering what had changed her mind. "I promise to make you laugh everyday!" He felt like a kit now and was afraid he might blow everything and say something completely mouse brained.
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Post by rosesong on Feb 20, 2018 1:42:54 GMT -5
Swansong shrank back a bit at his reaction feeling slightly overwhelmed by it all and hoping he would calm down after a moment not quite sure what to do. But she couldn’t help but smile at how happy he was that she wanted to be with him.
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 20, 2018 2:02:20 GMT -5
{Ah. That's so cute. }
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Post by rosesong on Feb 20, 2018 12:04:02 GMT -5
(Hey anyone on?)
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 20, 2018 15:04:45 GMT -5
{Sorry Rose, I'll be on about 5... Mountain Standard Time...}
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Post by leafy on Feb 20, 2018 16:09:26 GMT -5
[Oh, I love the layout of this clan. Totally gonna join if y'all are okay with that!]
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Post by rosesong on Feb 20, 2018 16:23:24 GMT -5
(hey leafy we would love for you to join. Our leader Littleflower is out sick right now so you will have to wait until she approves you to rp though. I dont know when that will be. Hopefully soon. Please feel free to make your character descriptions in the mean time )
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Post by leafy on Feb 20, 2018 17:02:16 GMT -5
(hey leafy we would love for you to join. Our leader Littleflower is out sick right now so you will have to wait until she approves you to rp though. I dont know when that will be. Hopefully soon. Please feel free to make your character descriptions in the mean time ) Awesome thank you! I'll go ahead and make a couple OCS. )
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Post by leafy on Feb 20, 2018 17:11:00 GMT -5
Name: Leafdawn Screenname: leafyRank: Warrior Gender: She-cat Description: Pretty tortoiseshell-and-white she cat with green eyes. White belly and paws and tipped ears and tail. Personality: Friendly and caring, loyal to her clan. She is a excellent fighter and Hunter, but she tends to be a bit too honest at times, even when it isn't required. History: Lived in the Clan her whole life, but hasn't really settled down yet. But she'd like a mate and kits in the future. Family: Littermates; Ripplepool (tom) and Snowleaf ( she cat) Other: hopefully this is all. Been a while since I have rpd
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 20, 2018 20:07:00 GMT -5
Swansong shrank back a bit at his reaction feeling slightly overwhelmed by it all and hoping he would calm down after a moment not quite sure what to do. But she couldn’t help but smile at how happy he was that she wanted to be with him. Stormfeather realized that he was acting like a kit again and took a step back. "Sorry, Swansong." He apologized as he regained his composure. "This must be all so new to you, I don't mean to overwhelm you." He tried to contain all of his excitement, and for the most part was doing a decent job. "Should we hunt, without foxes this time?" He suggested. {Also, I have an idea for later on in the story...}
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Post by rosesong on Feb 20, 2018 22:01:17 GMT -5
(Oooo what?)
Swansong nodded accepting his apology before meowing “Yes. I’m starving and the clan could use some more fresh kill.” She tasted the air scenting robin. She looked up and scanned the trees spotting the robin. Her tail drooped when she looked at her shoulder. She wasnt quite strong enough for climbing trees. So she silently flicked her tail in the direction of the bird hoping Stormfeather would understand
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 20, 2018 22:08:27 GMT -5
{I can't say yet. This is a long way away if it happens...}
Stormfeather was thankful that she was accepting of his apology. He scented the air and scented robin as well.He saw Swansongs gesture and nodded, flicking his ears in understanding as he crept toward the tree. He slowly ascended the tree until he reached the crevice where there was a small nest. With claws extended, he caught the robin by the spine and quickly broke it, not wanting to cause more pain then he had to. He let the robin fall from his grip to Swansong as he crept up a little higher and found three little robin eggs.
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 0:04:14 GMT -5
(You cant say you have an idea an then not tell me ) Swansong watched him catch the bird and grabbed it quickly once he dropped it. She buried the robin under the tree for later and then watched him examin the nest. She swished her tail back and forth slowly and absent mindedly. “What do you see?” She asked a curious and playful expression on her face
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 0:10:38 GMT -5
{I know. I Just don't want it to influence the way the current RP is going. It has to do with the future of SwanxStorm...}
Stormfeather swished his tail. He grabbed the eggs in his jaws, careful not to squish or crack them with his teeth. He slowly descended the tree and then placed the eggs on the forest floor in front of her. "I saw some eggs and thought about taking them back to Mistypaw." He told her. "I heard if you eat them, the eggs make cats go mad. But perhaps the medicine cats can find a use for them."
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 0:17:25 GMT -5
(It wouldn’t influence but an idea of where u are heading in an rp. Come on....tell me.)
Swansong almost laughed at this “eggs make you go mad? Really?” She meowed giving the tiny things a sniff wondering how something so small could do that. “How could she use them?” She looked at Stormfeather
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 0:22:59 GMT -5
{When Stormfeather dies... If and/or when they have kits, something will attack the nursery (shortly after the kits are born) and give his life to protect the cat he loves. Kind of like the story of her parents, but with more depth to it... a spin to it. He will never leave her, and died protecting her...}
"I haven't the faintest idea." He admitted. "The elders would tell a story that a warrior used to eat robin eggs all the time and they soon drove him mad." He replied to her question. "I guess it was just a mouse brained idea."
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 0:32:45 GMT -5
(Interesting. When the foxes attack camp whenever that happens she could give birth during it.)
Swansong let out a slight purr nuzzling him a bit “no you aren’t mouse brained. Wrap them in a leaf and t take them back if you like. Maybe she can find something to do with them.” She meowed trying to cheer him up.
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 0:39:08 GMT -5
{That's a possibility. I love how well they play off each other. } Stormfeather embraced her nuzzling and flicked his ears in affirmation. "That sounds like a great idea." He told her happily. He wrapped them in a willow leaf and turned to go back to camp when he stopped and placed the package back on the ground. "Will you be alright on your own?" He asked with concern as he took a quick glimpse at her injured shoulder, trying not to suggest that she was weak in any way. And because he loved her and the last thing he wanted was to see her get hurt.
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 11:11:24 GMT -5
(It is. But she would have to get pregnant soon because i think the foxes are going to keep escalating. It would definitely overwhelm her if she got pregnant so fast and unexpectedly so thats also an interesting idea.)
Swansong nodded “Ill be fine. I’m strong enough now., Ill just keep hunting. Hurry back though?” She meowed not particularly worried because she was stronger now and almost back to her full self but also knew the foxes were still lurking and it was best for both of them not to be alone.
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 11:54:51 GMT -5
{Right. It was just an idea...} Not completely convinced, he took the eggs and pelted back to camp as fast as he could. He dropped the leaf package at her paws, , quickly expaining what was in it before leaving again to catch up to Swansomg again. He caught back up to her, happy to see that she was indeed fine.
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 17:20:31 GMT -5
(No its a good idea. Although i would be sad if Stormfeather dies..... But i do like the idea of her protecting her while she gives birth whether or not he dies.) Swansong purred at the return of him. “See? Told u I would be fine.” She purred playfully bumping him with her good shoulder. “So what now? We could continue hunting or just take a walk. The weather is nice today. Its almost newleaf.” She meowed the thought making her happy. New leaf was a good time for the clan. Prey was plentiful and often more kits arrived as well.
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 18:24:07 GMT -5
"There was never a doubt in my mind." he joked back. "I mean the foxes ran from you last time." He purred. He thought for a moment at her questions. We should probably continue hunting for the clan as the prey pile is pretty low after the flood and all that." He mused to her.
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 18:49:24 GMT -5
Swansong laughed at this knowing it was only half true before nodding at his decision to keep hunting. The clan did desperately need prey now that the flooding had stopped and the prey pile needed to be restocked. “Hunting it is.” She meowed “The queens need more prey. Speaking of which i heard Littlefeather moved into the nursery. But half a moon early and isn’t telling people who the father is. Its very strange.” She mused catching a mouse from the nearby bush and burying it with the other two catches they had already made
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 21:08:22 GMT -5
Stormfeather nodded at her comment. "Littlefeather has always been one for secrets." he mused. Stalking on a squirrel he caught it.
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Post by rosesong on Feb 21, 2018 22:18:12 GMT -5
(Littlefeather is my character pregnant by pounceclaw but he wont let her tell anyone)
Swansong thought about this for a while “Well it didnt seem like she wanted it to be a secret. Fawnfur asked her striaght out who the father is when she moved in and she wouldn’t say. Fawnfur told me she had this look of desperation in her eyes. Like nobody could know. Like her life depended on it. Strange I think. Maybe she fell in love with a rouge. Seems a bit adventurous for her though.” She shrugged before tasting the air for more prey.
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Post by 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗐𝗇 on Feb 21, 2018 22:23:09 GMT -5
Hello! Could I join this clan? qwq ))
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Post by Squirellfire on Feb 21, 2018 22:25:18 GMT -5
{Right. I was just saying that cause he is her brother...}
"That doesn't seem at all like her." Stormfeather meowed to her. He too continued scenting the air for prey, smelling thrush not far off. He crouched into a hunting crouch and stalked towards the prey. He pounced on it as it bashed a snail against a tree root. He also saw an orange pelt heading away from where they were. He jumped down from the tree root quickly. "That was odd..."
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