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Post by McFlurry on Apr 13, 2018 20:16:03 GMT -5
Sure thing!
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 13, 2018 20:25:20 GMT -5
Squirrelflight99/Storm of the Hawk(Storm)/19 moons Prey Hunter Storm is a lithe pale gray tom. He has a longer than average tail that has black and silver dapples on it and these same dapples are on his legs, paws, and face. His underbelly has a scar on it from a near death experience as a to-be. His eyes are a pale, liquid blue and shine without kindness. He is a nice but calm tom. Keeping within his boundaries and not prying into others business is how he normally is, hoping the cat will open up in time and he can help them if needed.
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 13, 2018 20:42:50 GMT -5
Cool! I'll add you.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 13, 2018 20:43:21 GMT -5
Yay!! Wanna rp?))
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Bisexual
Borker
really poofy, sorry
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Post by Borker on Apr 14, 2018 18:31:53 GMT -5
((Hey! I finally got around to editing some old cats to fit the tribe and stuffs.))
Smol Borker/Echo of Forgotten Memory (Echo)/ 1.5 years/ Guard A black and white longhair she cat with green eyes. Her chest, belly, paws, and muzzle are gleaming white. She looks strong, large, and buff, but it's pretty much all fur. She is mostly agile while hunting and fighting yet, somehow clumsy at any other given time. Echo comes off as kind, and a bit quirky. This facade hides her true self, an insecure, sensitive cat that could lash out in an angry fit or break down if she is overwhelmed.
Smol Borker/ Spark from Roaring Fire (Spark)/ 3 months To be His pelt glows fiery red with dark spots and a thin stripy tail. He has dull green eyes. Spark is carefree, casual, spontaneous, with a hint of recklessness, and outgoing. But, he is sometimes forgetful and not the hardest worker.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 14, 2018 18:40:57 GMT -5
Just wanted to let you know that it says Whisperfall in the description))
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Bisexual
Borker
really poofy, sorry
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Post by Borker on Apr 14, 2018 19:18:05 GMT -5
Just wanted to let you know that it says Whisperfall in the description)) ((Ah thanks!! They're old OCs, that had different names, etc, etc. I fixed it))
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 14, 2018 20:13:08 GMT -5
I've added you, feel free to start RP!
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 14, 2018 20:25:14 GMT -5
If you put up a starter I'll jump in))
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 14, 2018 20:31:51 GMT -5
Smol Borker/ Spark from Roaring Fire (Spark)/ 3 months To be Your character shouldn't be a to-be at three months old, would you like me to make Spark 8 months old or keep Spark a kit at 3 moons old?
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 14, 2018 20:42:33 GMT -5
Fennel - with her leg halfway in the air in a forgotten attempt to scratch dried mud out of her fur - sat alone in a crevice near the wall, not really doing anything. Her eyes flicked wildly back and forth as she watched her Tribemates milling around camp.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 14, 2018 20:45:59 GMT -5
Storm was sitting by the ledge where he normally slept when he noticed Fennel and padded over. Sitting down next to the bicolor she-cat he wrapped his black and silver dappled tail around his paws and perked his ears. "Hello Fennel. How are you today?"
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 14, 2018 20:54:06 GMT -5
The hyper she-cat tipped her head dramatically to one side as if she were deep in thought. After a moment, she replied confidently, "Welll, I just woke up, so I feel terrible," she started, "But also I don't. You know?" She snapped her head back to normal and widened her eyes, flashing Storm a crooked smile. "How are you? Whatcha up to?"
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Bisexual
Borker
really poofy, sorry
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Post by Borker on Apr 15, 2018 0:27:12 GMT -5
Smol Borker/ Spark from Roaring Fire (Spark)/ 3 months To be Your character shouldn't be a to-be at three months old, would you like me to make Spark 8 months old or keep Spark a kit at 3 moons old? Whoops, typo. Yes, 8 months would be great thanks!
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 15, 2018 8:42:04 GMT -5
Storm laughed at the she-cat's energy before replying. "I was thinking of going hunting. Then take a nap after that." As he spoke he let out a yawn and then shook out his fur.
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 15, 2018 8:52:47 GMT -5
Fennel's eyes lit up at the mention of hunting. "Hunting! I can join ya if you want, it's boring in here." She jumped to her feet and started shifting from paw to paw excitedly.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 15, 2018 8:57:38 GMT -5
Storm nodded his head and smiled. "I would love some company. You can come along if you so want."
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 15, 2018 9:04:14 GMT -5
Fennel smiled right back at Storm. "Great! Should we go right now? Think I heard some rain last night, so the ground should be all nice and muddy." She crouched at the end of her sentence, as if she was mimicking rolling around in the mud.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 15, 2018 9:07:30 GMT -5
Storm laughed lightly and flicked his ears toward the entrance. "Sure, we can go now. It'll mean more time time to hunt that way."
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 15, 2018 9:16:02 GMT -5
Fennel nodded. "Cool. Where are we going, then? The most prey is gonna be downstream, but the rocks are probably slippery from the rain." She relaxed to a neutral positon and looked towards the entrance, waving her tail back and forth. "We're don't have to risk it if we go to the top of the mountains, but I have no idea if there's any prey there."
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 15, 2018 9:20:07 GMT -5
Storm nodded and thought for moment before standing and padding to the entrance. As he exited her spoke over his shoulder. "We'll go downstream. There should be a safe way across the rocks somewhere or we'll just need to be careful."
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 15, 2018 9:26:30 GMT -5
Fennel stretched, circled around twice and followed the gray tom towards the entrance and out of the caves. "Alright," she said once they were outside and could observe the weather. "Looks like if we could go down right up next to the river we might be able to follow it downstream. We'd get wet, but we wouldn't get hurt. What's your plan?"
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 15, 2018 9:30:26 GMT -5
Storm eyes traced the possible paths and he looked at the river side as well where Fennel had suggested. His tail tip flicked side to side behind him and he finally let out a deep breath. "Okay, so, the river side is the best bet. Good eye. We would get wet but there are less rocks to slip on."
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Post by McFlurry on Apr 15, 2018 9:45:18 GMT -5
She quickly traced the safest way down the cliffs with her eyes, then looked back at Storm. "Alright. Cool. I'll head down. I don't mind getting my paws wet all that much, so if you want I can walk closer to the river." She started her way down the wet rocks, trying not to slip.
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Post by Jekyll on Apr 15, 2018 9:47:56 GMT -5
Storm nodded his head and followed the she-cat closely. He kept his ears perked and his eyes focused on each paw step. The river moved downstream right by their sides and he inwardly prayed that neither of them fell in.
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