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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 18:08:08 GMT -5
{We understand 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴. Life tends to get in the way. }
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Mar 27, 2018 18:10:23 GMT -5
(( how's yours treating ya? ))
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 18:15:18 GMT -5
{Meh. About the same as it always is. Just waiting on replies. }
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 18:46:09 GMT -5
(Yeah. Like Squirrel said. Don't worry about it, Shiba.)
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 19:02:39 GMT -5
Roosterpaw paused thoughtfully. "I do really enjoy them. When I'm not hunting for herbs, I usually get to be around other cats and help them out!" He mewed enthusiastically.
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 19:11:22 GMT -5
Emberfrost purred. "I think it is good for you." She meowed happily. "Most cats think Medicine cats are a little...intimidating." She meowed as she searched for the right words.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 19:19:55 GMT -5
Roosterpaw quirked his head and looked at Emberfrost curiously. "Really?" He asked. He vaguely recalled once seeing Creekheart looking completely frozen when he first entered the medicine den with an injured paw. Intimidation. Maybe that was it.
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 19:25:15 GMT -5
"Well..." She thought for another minute. "Perhaps not intimidating, but different." She meowed awkwardly. "You know how to heal us and probably a few ways to kill us without unsheathing your claws." She explained. "You can show them that you mean no harm by doing apprentice duties."
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 19:33:48 GMT -5
(Hey Moss! I hear ya. That's interesting that this is your busy season. Now that I think about it, it is kind of spring break time for colleges, so I can imagine there would be quite a few spring breakers going to get tattoos. xD Anyway, I'm open to rp!)
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 19:35:48 GMT -5
Roosterpaw blinked. "..You know, I hadn't thought of that. I remember when I found out there were berries that could poison a cat, I couldn't sleep that night!" He mewed. Then he nodded. "That's true though. I definitely want to make sure no cat is hesitant to talk to me!"
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 19:45:04 GMT -5
Emberfrost purred. "Those berries are best left alone." she agreed.
{Sorry for the short reply... I can't think of anywhere to go from here...}
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 19:49:02 GMT -5
(All good! They can get back into camp now.)
Roosterpaw nodded and padded ahead of her a little as they returned to camp, but he looked over his shoulder at her. "You settle down to rest for a bit, and I can get anything you need after I get these marigold flowers in the medicine den!" He meowed.
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 20:09:49 GMT -5
Emberfrost nodded as she padded towards the nursery. "Oh dear, I can't believe I am moving into this den." She meowed as she entered.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 20:23:23 GMT -5
(Ohhhh! That makes sense xD And that sounds good!)
Creekheart hesitated to see if Sweetleaf wanted any fresh kill after he had returned from hunting. He stood close to the medicine den entrance, pondering it over. On one paw, he once again wanted to use any excuse to be around her more, and he knew that it had been busy for the medicine cats recently. On the other, guilt ebbed at him a little because he knew that the closer he got to her, the harder it would be to accept the fact that he would always remain just a friend to her. But... Well, he would just have to accept it. He didn't like the idea of separating himself from her just because of his feelings for her. He shook himself and stuck his head into the medicine den. "Er... Hi, Sweetleaf!" He meowed before he even noticed that she looked a little unnerved. "Um. Are you okay?" He asked.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 20:31:41 GMT -5
Roosterpaw trotted into the medicine den to set the marigold in its place before slipping out again. He paused to consider the enticing smell of fresh kill from the pile before padding toward the nursery and sticking his broad head inside, "Emberfrost, are you hungry?" He meowed.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Mar 27, 2018 20:32:26 GMT -5
(( So, where is everyone at in terms of RP? ))
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 20:48:41 GMT -5
(Not too much has happened as far as I know?? Emberfrost is moving to the nursery because she is close to kitting and Creekheart and Sweetleaf are just being awkward beans. x) )
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 20:59:53 GMT -5
Creekheart froze for a moment as he took in the gesture and the warmth it gave him. "Hi, Sweetleaf!" He unknowingly repeated, completely forgetting why he came to check on her for a moment. He blinked, then he shook himself, feeling twice as embarrassed. "Sorry, I... Do you need anything?" He asked. He paused, then he corrected himself, " - I mean, are you hungry?" He amended.
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 27, 2018 21:00:01 GMT -5
{Hey y'all... I''m gonna be off until tomorrow. I am feeling unwell. }
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 21:03:13 GMT -5
(Okay, Squirrellfire! I hope you feel better. )
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Mar 27, 2018 21:14:38 GMT -5
Creekheart felt himself melt a little, despite any previous plans to not let her get to him so easily. "Great." He meowed quietly, looking away for a moment. "Mouse or rabbit?" He asked.
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 28, 2018 9:26:44 GMT -5
Roosterpaw trotted into the medicine den to set the marigold in its place before slipping out again. He paused to consider the enticing smell of fresh kill from the pile before padding toward the nursery and sticking his broad head inside, "Emberfrost, are you hungry?" He meowed. Emberfrost turned around at her name. "Wha-? Oh...right..." She mewed awkwardly. "No, let the elders eat first." She told him, unused to being offered prey first. She sighed, "This is going to take some definite getting used to. It feels so odd being offered prey first and I feel guilty about it."
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 28, 2018 10:53:31 GMT -5
{Morning Moss}
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2018 11:37:38 GMT -5
(hi! sorry I haven't been active yet - college is kicking my butt x.x)
Tansyleaf rolled out of her nest, moss clinging to her long fur. She blinked a few times to get rid of the heaviness that she felt in her eyes. The pale she-cat felt tired and she let out a huge yawn as she trudged out of the warriors' den. Realizing that she still had moss bits in her fur, she shook herself and sent them flying.
Ashpelt padded into the camp with three mice dangling from his teeth. The weather felt nice earlier that day, so he had figured that he could go hunt some for the Clan. Luckily for him, the mice were out and about. The tabby tom dropped them on the pile of prey and sat down a few tail-lengths from it.
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Post by Squirellfire on Mar 28, 2018 12:40:08 GMT -5
Bravestep limped out of the Medicine cats den and stretched. Her energy had been slowly building a good reserve and she felt strong enough to take a walk around the camp, though her leg was still numb and useless for the most part. No one needs to know about this... she thought to herself, not wanting to be forced to go to the elders den early. She noticed Ashpelt walk into camp with mice. "Hey Ashpelt." She meowed as she limped up to him. "Looks like hunting was successful."
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