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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2018 22:03:13 GMT -5
hi dawn ^^ how are you?
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Post by dawn on Mar 26, 2018 22:28:38 GMT -5
I'm good! How are you? Also, sorry for my lack of activity. I've been pretty busy working the past few days and have only been able to be on mobile.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2018 22:37:37 GMT -5
i'm semi-decent~ it's alright ^^
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Post by *α΄Ώα΅αΆ€αΆ°αΆα΅Λ‘Λ‘α΅Κ³* on Mar 27, 2018 8:02:24 GMT -5
Lightpaw
The apprentice was, in fact, in the medicine cat den. She looked up from what she was doing when she heard her name called by an all-too-familiar voice.
"Hey, Redfeather!" The young she-cat greeted. From day one she had learned that the warrior was going to visit the den a lot, his power causing him no little amount of stress when it came to his injuries. She didn't need to ask what happened, Lightpaw disappeared to grab what she needed to help patch him up. At least she'll be an expert patching up wounds by the time she becomes an actual medicine cat. Coming back, she dropped the herbs by Redfeather.
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Post by *α΄Ώα΅αΆ€αΆ°αΆα΅Λ‘Λ‘α΅Κ³* on Mar 27, 2018 8:05:08 GMT -5
(I just saw, and yeah, Rabbitwhisker can be Truthwatcher's son!)
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Mar 27, 2018 13:13:37 GMT -5
[ awesome! before I post any starters, what time of day is it in rp? ]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2018 13:33:21 GMT -5
@ rain: i'll respond in an hour-ish, i have some things i need to do
@ lady macbeth: it's morning ^^
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Mar 27, 2018 13:37:49 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2018 13:39:27 GMT -5
no problem~
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Mar 27, 2018 13:45:56 GMT -5
rabbitwhisker | morning, in camp w/ truthwatcher -- *α΄Ώα΅αΆ€αΆ°αΆα΅Λ‘Λ‘α΅Κ³* It had been a long few hours of hunting for Rabbitwhisker. Prey wasn't running well and even with his abilities it had been hard for him to catch anything. The few pieces of prey he did manage to catch - two voles and a mouse - were skinny and wouldn't provide as much nutrition as a cat should be able to get from a fresh kill. He sighed as he padded into camp, carrying all three fresh kills in his jaw. As he set down the voles and mouse on the fresh kill pile he began to look for his mother. He had hoped to catch her waking up so that he could bring her a nice, fairly warm piece of prey.
After looking around for a while he deduced that she was still asleep in the elders' den. It won't hurt to pay her a visit in her den; she must be lonely. Rabbitwhisker picked up one of the voles again and padded quickly and quietly into the elders' den.
"Truthwatcher? Are you awake?" coding by officialrainleafwcf
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2018 14:17:19 GMT -5
Redfeather replying to Lightpaw.
Truth be told, the tom was relatively unworried by his wounds. As an apprentice, he had often tried to staunch the bleeding with the hardening powers he possessed; but it seemed to be a rather weighted task, and so he had realised that it was best to let it bleed and clean it up around medical supervision. He twitched an ear at Lightpaw and waited patiently, gaze following the herbs as they dropped down in front of him.
"Left shoulder," he informed the apprentice. "It's just a scratch, really."
His tail moved back and forth on the ground, a lazy motion to relay that he was rather calm. Why wouldn't he be? Redfeather had long grown used to the power that he held in his paws, and the drawbacks that it held. He didn't particularly like it, but he had to admit that the pros far outweighed the cons - though perhaps others would not see it the same. After all; each time he was injured, he risked bleeding out. If he didn't learn how to staunch wounds or stop the bleeding temporarily, a larger wound could cause him serious trouble in the future.
"There's some catmint running wild at the edges of the forest," though it didn't particularly interest him, he knew that catmint was a relatively hard-to-come-by plant. "It doesn't seem to be as affected by the late newleaf as I would've expected."
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Post by β πππ πππππ-πππππ on Mar 27, 2018 21:54:43 GMT -5
[ @borderline which characters do you have open? ]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2018 22:18:29 GMT -5
i have vixensong open right now ^^
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2018 8:30:35 GMT -5
bump.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2018 9:45:07 GMT -5
another bump.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2018 11:58:17 GMT -5
yet another bump, lul.
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Post by *α΄Ώα΅αΆ€αΆ°αΆα΅Λ‘Λ‘α΅Κ³* on Apr 5, 2018 12:56:17 GMT -5
(OMG I AM SO SORRY! I have been super busy since all my projects are being assigned/are due this month, so I have absolutely no muse to role-play! I've been meaning to reply, but I probably won't be able to for the next few weeks.)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2018 12:58:40 GMT -5
it's alright, no stress ^^ the inactivity tag is a default for people who haven't roleplayed recently; you don't get deleted unless you become entirely inactive w/o reason - yours would count as excused anyway, so don't sweat it!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2018 11:27:39 GMT -5
bump.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 7:10:10 GMT -5
i don't really want to have to delete people but ross, lady macbeth, and dawn; you have two more days to post before i delete you & your characters.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 11, 2018 12:48:01 GMT -5
hi))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 13:11:07 GMT -5
hello
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 11, 2018 14:19:34 GMT -5
have any characters open??))
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Post by dawn on Apr 11, 2018 17:14:54 GMT -5
Hey @borderline I'm so incredibly sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to delete me from this clan. I'm taking a break from RPing on the forums for a while. I'll probably only be active in discussions threads and such. I'm really sorry.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 17:17:27 GMT -5
yep squirrel i have all my characters open right now
alrighty dawn
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 11, 2018 17:29:01 GMT -5
Okay. Can we maybe rp someone finding Pepper when she's out hunting but she's having s really hard time because of her health))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 17:31:14 GMT -5
sure, i can put up a starter if you want. i can use vixensong or redfeather for something like that.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 11, 2018 17:52:47 GMT -5
ok!)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 18:10:16 GMT -5
As the day had progressed, the snow had slowly (but surely) come to a stop. Though a thin layer of it coated the sparse woodland, it didn't seem to show any promise to get worse. It was still cold; Redfeather could see his breath going up in little puffs of white. He didn't particularly want to leave the camp, but the fresh-kill pile was empty for the most part, and the few pieces of prey within it were frozen solid. Not a particularly good meal for any cats. He thought he glimpsed his sister as he left, but he couldn't be sure. If he had seen her, then she was heading into the leader's den.
One of these days, that old tom was going to die. He wondered what would happen when he did. Pinestar wasn't a particularly young cat.
But he had to shake it off as he padded into the woods, ears half-pinning upon realising that it was foggy as well as snowy. It's supposed to be new-leaf, he told himself, pausing to scent the air. Yes, the cold air was refreshing, but he didn't want it to stay. There weren't going to be any reptiles out here - snakes and lizards were off the menu. He'd have to try to find voles or mice who were wandering from their dens in desperate search for food. The slender tom slowed his pace a little, ears twitching as he scented out a mouse. After a quick sweep of his immediate area (the fog was certainly obscuring his vision), he spotted the little brown creature. He hesitated only briefly before he dropped into a hunting crouch and crawled over, eyes widening slightly before he pounced, claws out.
Redfeather wasn't surprised to catch the mouse. It was a little fatter than the scrawny things that had been caught in recent days, and he sighed as he poked at it with one claw. Then, he picked it up in his jaws and considered his next actions. To continue onward, or to go back with the catch he had? He couldn't really scent out any prey right now, though there was the unmistakable scent of a loner somewhere in the territory. I'll tell Vixensong, he thought, narrowing his eyes. She'll deal with whatever it is.
DuskClan was already struggling. They didn't need a prey thief as well as the shortage of prey.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 11, 2018 18:17:42 GMT -5
The cold weather made Pepper's condition worse. She had woken up with a fever but knew that if she didn't go out to hunt then she wouldn't survive. The fog made it hard to see and her fever just wouldn't go away as she moved through the forest. She kept her mouth slightly open, scenting for prey the way her mother had taught her before she had died. At the memory she felt a pang of sadness but ignored it, knowing her mom would wish for her to keep surviving.
The ground was cold under paw and Pepper had started to feel dizzy when she finally caught the scent of a shrew. The thought of fresh prey gave her a boost of energy she needed as she gazed around for the creature. She saw it sitting at the bottom of a tree a few tail lengths away and crouched down. She wasn't very good at this part and so her progress toward the animal was slow and she started to feel pain throughout her weak body as time moved on. She soon knew that she wouldn't have enough strength to pounce and would have to get close enough so she could reach out and grab the creature. Plus she'd have to do it with out the shrew noticing her.
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