Pansexual
Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on Feb 10, 2018 5:31:57 GMT -5
Sparkly Fawnstep smiled with pride, watching her apprentice sneak off through the tall grass with her one good eye. She prayed silently to Starclan that Featherpaw would be successful; knowing how much it'd help her self-confidence. Featherpaw started off through the grasses. She pricked her ears for any sign of prey, also scenting the air.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Feb 10, 2018 13:46:59 GMT -5
Roosterpaw echoed her words over again, trying to help them into his memory. "Wow..." He purred with admiration, "I guess it must just take a while to know it all as well as you do."
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Feb 10, 2018 19:04:52 GMT -5
(OOohh, I don't have anyone right now, but I could make a fella for her!)
Roosterpaw beamed at her. "Of course!" He purred, "If I'm good at anything, it's sticking to things!"
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Feb 10, 2018 19:31:02 GMT -5
Roosterpaw followed her outside, padding around to sit by her side. He looked at her cautiously but curiously as his whiskers twitched slightly against the breeze.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Feb 11, 2018 14:39:02 GMT -5
Roosterpaw paused to consider the new warmth that was beginning to become more noticeable without the chill of Winter. He had never experienced Newleaf, so it gave him a rush of excitement and curiosity for the new season. "The flowers and herbs will start to grow more, right?" He meowed.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 11, 2018 15:09:44 GMT -5
( Sorry that I haven't been Uber responsive )
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 11, 2018 23:36:22 GMT -5
Sparkly Fawnstep smiled with pride, watching her apprentice sneak off through the tall grass with her one good eye. She prayed silently to Starclan that Featherpaw would be successful; knowing how much it'd help her self-confidence. Featherpaw started off through the grasses. She pricked her ears for any sign of prey, also scenting the air. Fawnstep waited patiently for her apprentice to return, tasting the air for signs of danger.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 2:10:56 GMT -5
Adderstar jolted awake, his fur bristling and his ears pinned back. Another bad dream...he was starting to get sick of them. It was always the same one, too. He and his sons, catching prey in the valley, when suddenly a murder of crows fills the skies and descends on the three of them. The crows feel like thorns as they peck and claw him, and the agonized cries of his sons ring in his ears until he wakes up. Adderstar looked around his small fern den. Nothing there. That at least allowed his heart rate to return to normal... though he suddenly noticed small pokes and scratches on his arm and side.
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Pansexual
Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on Feb 12, 2018 4:26:38 GMT -5
Featherpaw started off through the grasses. She pricked her ears for any sign of prey, also scenting the air. Fawnstep waited patiently for her apprentice to return, tasting the air for signs of danger. Featherpaw picked up the scent of a mouse. She carefully got into the hunting crouch, sneaking forwards until she could see the mouse one or two fox-lengths in front of her. She snuck slightly closer, and... Pounced! The apprentice landed near-perfectly on the small creature, killing it, and only stumbling slightly after the fact. "Yes!" Featherpaw gripped the mouse in her jaws, turning around, and bounding back to her mentor to show off her catch.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Feb 12, 2018 13:36:37 GMT -5
Roosterpaw's eyes widened with realization. "Oh!" He mewed. On one hand, that was exciting, because he loved kits, but he couldn't help but feel apprehensive at the thought of helping with birthing. He smiled, but it looked half like a grimace.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 14:03:29 GMT -5
( hey Moss, I was thinking Adderstar's dreams could be some kinda prophecy? Like the crows are an invasion of rogues or even a wave of illness? )
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 15:06:39 GMT -5
(( hi! I believe there will be a kit character open soon named Mistkit, but in the meantime you can make your own! Just know that if the kit doesn't have a mother they will be nursed by Thistledove (resident foster mom xD) ))
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 15:10:25 GMT -5
(( briarfur would it be okay for pebbleskip to RP Mistkit(fire)? ))
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Post by briarfur on Feb 12, 2018 16:46:20 GMT -5
((Hey! ✧Ƥ℮ƅƅℓ℮✧, I dont mind you changing her personality. I just threw in a basic one so that people had some idea. If you have any questions, you are welcome to PM me!))
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Moss
Warriors fan and medicine cat of 10 years.
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Post by Moss on Feb 12, 2018 17:28:19 GMT -5
( 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 that’s a great idea!) Sweetleaf purred in laughter, “Don’t worry. Experience will come in time.”
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 17:32:28 GMT -5
Adderstar padded out of his den, glancing at Gingerpath sitting near camp exit. "Is Sweetleaf back from foraging?" he inquired hastily, much to his deputy's suprise. After she told him yes, the big brown tabby immediately trotted off to her den. "Sweetleaf," he meowed seriously, poking his head into the musky den. He spotted her with Roosterpaw, glancing at the young tom self-consciously before fixing his gaze back on Sweetleaf. "I need to talk with you."
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Bisexual
𝓂𝑒𝑜𝒸𝒽𝒾
"I prefer to have my nightmares with open eyes."
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Post by 𝓂𝑒𝑜𝒸𝒽𝒾 on Feb 12, 2018 18:42:09 GMT -5
Nightshade opened her eyes quickly, anxious to wake up and get moving. Hastily, the she-cat trotted out of the suddenly hazy warriors' den. She sat down for a moment, trying to see where her brother, Silentpaw was, until he padded up to her with a rabbit in his jaws. "Hello brother," she greeted him with a nervous edge to her tone, "I'm not really hungry." Snorting in denial, Silentpaw gave his sister a hard encouraging shove. "You need to eat," he said, "it's bad if you don't." Giving in, the she-cat bent her head to take a bite of the rabbit. "How do you always get your way?" Nightshade muttered under her breath.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 19:13:50 GMT -5
Windswirl padded across camp, trying to resist scratching the poultice Sweetleaf had just applied to her beestings. She noticed young Silentpaw come over the hill into camp, and even more so his fat kill. "Wow! Great catch," she purred, stepping towards the two. "I wasn't catching prey that big until after I became a warrior." The silver tabby purred amusedly, sitting down and nibbling the itchy beesting on her paw.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 19:21:18 GMT -5
Sweetleaf met Adderstar’s eyes and gave the slightest nod. “Roosterpaw,” She chirped, turning to her apprentice. “Go get yourself something to eat, and feel free to relax for a moment.” The Medicine cat purred, and padded towards Adderstar. “Your den, I assume?” "It doesn't matter, I just need to talk to you," Adderstar grunted, shouldering past her into the den. His eyes were locked to the floor in thought, brow furrowed and gaze intense--the bulky tom almost looked tiger-like. He examined the small, shallow wounds on his arm, then turned back to Sweetleaf. "When was the last time Starclan communicated with you, Sweetleaf?"
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Feb 12, 2018 19:36:44 GMT -5
Roosterpaw leapt to his paws and padded to the fresh kill pile, although he cast a curious glance back toward Adderstar before nosing through the pile and picking out a plump mouse.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Feb 12, 2018 20:44:38 GMT -5
Adderstar hesitated, but eventually turned around and presented his wounds to the medicine cat. "I've been having the same nightmare for the past half-moon, where a murder of crows attack me and my sons," he explained, eyes hard as stone. "Only until this morning, did I wake up having these wounds."
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