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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 15:52:03 GMT -5
(( hey sparkly! I have Snowpaw open if you wanna RP. Take your pick on who ))
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 15:58:15 GMT -5
(( okay so, I've compiled the most active members excluding myself for like the past several pages, in no order:
squirellfire
videocassette
firestorm
sparkly
beefsmoothie
inky
sweetleaf
brattyburrito
honcho
pebble
missmisty & flameswirl (they said they would be on break for a while so, i'll let them be)
quailheart
I'll be wiping everyone else. ))
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 16:01:29 GMT -5
(( That's fair I'll start. )) Snowpaw shared tongues with Featherpaw, one of her denmates, near the fresh-kill pile. She lapped at the she-cat's leopard dappled fur, nibbling the kinks and knots out of her flank. She had a lot on her mind regarding her sister Amberpaw, however, so her actions seemed slow and distracted.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 16:28:05 GMT -5
Snowpaw jerked her head up, looking at Featherpaw. Mousedung! She was hoping her feelings would go unnoticed... "I'm-I'm fine..." she muttered, smiling weakly at the golden she-cat before returning her gaze to the fur.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 23, 2018 16:47:36 GMT -5
Goosepaw had settled herself by the apprentice's den and was looking up into the sky as she let her mind wander, tuning out the activity in camp.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 16:59:24 GMT -5
Wheatpaw followed his mentor as they entered camp, the apprentice struggling with a large pheasant in his mouth. The fat bird dragged itself on the ground as Wheatpaw carried it by the body. He couldn't see too well, which is why he ended up bumping into Goosepaw. Startled, he dropped the bird right at her paws, looking at her with spooked eyes. "Oh! M-My bad," he flushed, dipping his head.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 23, 2018 17:35:23 GMT -5
Goosepaw squeaked in surprise, jumping away and briefly arching her back before she realized it was Wheatpaw and she relaxed. Her eyes darted down at the pheasant as soon as the smell of fresh kill hit her nose. She opened her mouth slightly to take in the smell more. "It's okay." She mewed, "That pheasant must be hard to carry."
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 17:49:31 GMT -5
"It's no big deal," Wheatpaw lied, flicking his tail tip nonchalantly. He grabbed the bird by the neck, thrusting it forward. "You wanna share?"
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 18:06:54 GMT -5
(( sweet! No worries ))
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 23, 2018 22:04:06 GMT -5
Goosepaw flinched at the bird being suddenly thrust toward her, blinking hard. "Oh!" She mewed, "Sure, Wheatpaw." She agreed, looking at the pheasant and feeling slightly intimidated by the size of it.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 22:07:08 GMT -5
Wheatpaw tried smiling past the bird's flesh in his mouth, but just resulted him in flaring a bunch of feathers in his mouth. "Wanna sit in the shade?"
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 23, 2018 23:01:06 GMT -5
Goosepaw purred with laughter and nodded. "Do you want help carrying that?" She asked.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 23, 2018 23:48:19 GMT -5
"No no no! I'm...fine..." Wheatpaw growled through the flesh, waddling his way across camp.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 23, 2018 23:59:59 GMT -5
Goosepaw laughed as she trotted along his side, watching him struggle. "Are you sure?" She insisted.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 24, 2018 0:47:01 GMT -5
"Positive," Wheatpaw laughed, the pheasant dragging in between his paws. He let it fall onto the ground once the two were in the shade, spitting loose feathers from his mouth. "Birds. They're always so messy." He purred amusedly.
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Post by briarfur on May 24, 2018 1:12:07 GMT -5
((Hey~ 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 I know I messaged you earlier this week. Am I okay to just start new rps with my two cats?))
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 24, 2018 1:26:18 GMT -5
Goosepaw playfully batted a feather down to the ground. "So many feathers." She mewed in agreement. She once again took in the size of the bird and tilted her head at Wheatpaw. "How did you catch it?" She asked, moving closer to sit next to him and listen.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 24, 2018 1:26:51 GMT -5
((Hey~ 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 I know I messaged you earlier this week. Am I okay to just start new rps with my two cats?)) (( yeah! Start whenever you feel. I'm headed to bed right now though. ))
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 24, 2018 1:32:14 GMT -5
"I, uh..." Wheatpaw found it hard to form words when she sat so close to him. His tongue was tied in knots and he almost couldn't focus on answering her question. "I, used the stalking method my mentor just taught me! It makes your paws practically silent in the tall grass." He took a hunk of meat off the pheasant's flank, wanting to shut his trap quickly.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on May 24, 2018 1:32:56 GMT -5
(( I'll be back tomorrow. Night vc ! ))
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 24, 2018 2:21:25 GMT -5
(Yeah, sounds good. I'll reply tomorrow. x) Goodnight!)
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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 May 24, 2018 4:29:19 GMT -5
Snowpaw jerked her head up, looking at Featherpaw. Mousedung! She was hoping her feelings would go unnoticed... "I'm-I'm fine..." she muttered, smiling weakly at the golden she-cat before returning her gaze to the fur. "Are you sure?" Featherpaw asked cautiously. If Snowpaw was truly okay, why would she be stammering? She didn't want to invade anybody's privacy, but at the same time, she really didn't want anybody to get hurt...
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Post by Firestorm on May 24, 2018 9:37:12 GMT -5
(I'm still here! Been super busy the last few days but I'd like to stay in the RP if possible. Thanks!)
(EDIT: Oops, I just saw that Shiba did have me on the list of still-active people. My bad!)
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Post by briarfur on May 24, 2018 11:54:01 GMT -5
((I've got Hillkit and Sheepnettle open if anybody's interested))
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on May 24, 2018 16:11:32 GMT -5
"I, uh..." Wheatpaw found it hard to form words when she sat so close to him. His tongue was tied in knots and he almost couldn't focus on answering her question. "I, used the stalking method my mentor just taught me! It makes your paws practically silent in the tall grass." He took a hunk of meat off the pheasant's flank, wanting to shut his trap quickly. Goosepaw nodded and took a bite out of the pheasant after Wheatpaw, looking off in no particular direction as she savored the taste. "I think it would be really nice to be a bird." She mewed after a long silence.
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