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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 28, 2018 17:45:51 GMT -5
(*Pokes Rose in Bordom)
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 28, 2018 17:54:10 GMT -5
(Wow, the clan is dead at the moment...)
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 28, 2018 17:58:20 GMT -5
(Really? My clock reads 4!!)
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 28, 2018 18:22:15 GMT -5
(I'm back on! Did I miss anything?)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 28, 2018 18:24:26 GMT -5
(We're out of camp and spider is about to burry the kits)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2018 18:26:36 GMT -5
Russetpool jumped in the water and swam across to the nearest tree, digging his claws into the bark and pulling himself up out of the water. He clung to the trunk and shook his fur out, already expecting it to be a little more difficult to climb with heavy wet fur. He climbed slowly to the top, at least a little hopeful that if he fell it wouldn't hurt as much to fall into the water. He made it to the lowest branch and kept going up from there.
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 28, 2018 18:36:10 GMT -5
(Yes! No more nursery!)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 28, 2018 18:42:29 GMT -5
(the nursery still exists XD wanna rp?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2018 18:50:41 GMT -5
Russetpool climbed until he felt he was high enough in the tree where the branches spred out longer to the other trees. He tried to catch the scent of a squirrel or bird and followed it as he walked nimbly out along the branch. He dug his claws in further as he neared the end of the branch and felt it start to dip under his weight. He bunched up his hind-legs and strongly lept over to one of the branches of the nearest tree, grabbing onto it with his claws and much as he could and waiting for the branch to steady.
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 28, 2018 19:55:08 GMT -5
(Hey, sorry for the poof. Got pulled into a roomate thing...)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2018 19:59:45 GMT -5
(Owlstrike is open)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 28, 2018 20:20:51 GMT -5
(yo mon!)
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Post by rosesong on Jan 28, 2018 20:26:30 GMT -5
Littlefeather looked up at the Tom with confusion flooding her gaze. “I dont understand. Why not?” She asked even though she knew he hated to be questioned “It’s just.... I thought you would be happy.”
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Post by monarch on Jan 28, 2018 20:36:35 GMT -5
Pounceclaw's ear flicked backwards. "I just don't think it's the best idea." He then added, "We aren't mates anyway so it shouldn't be a problem for you to keep it discreet." He added the last bit with a bit harsher tone. He needed Littlefeather to understand that he didn't harbor any feelings for her or their kit. They were just merely instruments for him to use, the kit moreso in the future.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 28, 2018 20:42:59 GMT -5
Littlefeather took a step back, hurt by his words she thought he cared for her and could grow to love her especially now that she was carrying his kit. She wanted them to be a family. She didnt know what else to say except “Alright. If that’s what you want.” She looked from her slightly swollen belly to Pounceclaw and sighed wondering if she would ever be allowed to tell her own kit who his father was or if Pounceclaw would be a father to him.
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Agender
Ymir crash
Planning to start and be on the forums alot like I use to do... hopefully.
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Post by Ymir crash on Jan 28, 2018 20:46:05 GMT -5
(Cool cx I’ll throughout a few of my cats and you can choose who you want to rp with c: ) Sorrelstripe was bouncing from puddle to puddle. She stopped to shake out her now mud covered fur and looked around with a bright grin on her face. Songstream came to her fellow mud covered warrior, it was hard to tell who she was at first. even her scent was hidden from the mud, she mewed "i wish there was more!" she jumped into more puddles with joy, and got even more muddy. if she was an kit the mud would take forever to clean out, she purred lightly and playfully attacked Sorrelstripe's tail. she was too joyful to care about her warrior duties at the time.
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Post by monarch on Jan 28, 2018 20:48:45 GMT -5
Pounceclaw gave her a stiff nod. His amber eyes narrowed slightly as he meowed, "It is what I want." He then looked at her for a moment before adding,"Just make sure you take care of yourself...I don't want anything happening to my kit." Hopefully my kit proves to be more useful to me than her.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 28, 2018 20:57:00 GMT -5
Littlefeather nodded wrapping her tail around her swollen belly “Ill talk to Spiderstar when she gets back from burying her kits. See if i can move to the nursery immediately.” She meowed hoping this would please him before adding “One of elders noticed on my way over to tell you. Said i was carrying the exact way she did when she had her single kit. And it was a Tom. She said she would bet her tail I’m having a Tom too.” She hoped the idea of a son might make Pounceclaw a little happier as well
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Post by monarch on Jan 28, 2018 21:03:42 GMT -5
Pounceclaw's ears perked at that. A son! Now that could be of use to me. He thought to himself with a dark smile. The tom then laid his tail tip on the she-cat's flank. "Thank you for understanding." He meowed before rising to his paws and brushing past her.
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Post by rosesong on Jan 28, 2018 21:08:27 GMT -5
Littlefeather nodded watching the cat she loved walk away while the only piece she had of him moved slightly inside her. She sighed sitting down. Watching the cats walk around camp while she waited for Spiderstar to get back so she could talk to her.
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 28, 2018 21:17:58 GMT -5
(Back again. Keep getting pulled into things. I'm clear till late. Any one open to rp?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2018 21:37:20 GMT -5
Russetpool caught the scent of the squirrel again and stalked along the branch. After a few paces he caught sight of it a few branches away and tucked himself behind the leaves. He moved almost silently, glad his pawsteps and scent would both be muffled by the rain. He tried not to rustle as many leaves as possible as he moved closer. He then leaped down to the branch the squirrel was on and grabbed it by the neck between his teeth, killing it quickly.
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