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Post by Falconwing on May 5, 2018 22:56:54 GMT -5
"Alright I will check on the kits personally in the morning to see how they are doing", Creekstar meowed enjoying the prospect of seeing the new kits. What made him even more excited was that soon he would finally have kits of his own and that made the dark striped and spotted tom proud. He then nosed his mates slightly rounded belly gently and gave it a couple of licks to show his excitement about having them.
Ivysongs whiskers twitched as she heard the name he wanted to call their little shekit and she nodded, "Yes I feel as if that will suit her very well", she said. Then just as Ivysong said that the little shekit started to mew as she pushed her way between her brothers to find the perfect spot the be both fed and cozy. The queen then changed her focus to the other black tom who was burying himself into her belly. "Raven... Ravenkit." As she said the name she felt it instantly click and gave him a helpful nudge to get him into a more comfortable position. Then she looked down at the ruddy colored tom whos pelt look very similar to her own. This was the last kit to have been born and she could feel him suckling weaker than the others. "What is a strong name? He needs a strong name to help him?", She meowed to her mate worried about the little kit.
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Post by Jekyll on May 5, 2018 22:58:57 GMT -5
I don't know how to keep the rp going with my cays at the moment... hehe))
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2018 23:08:02 GMT -5
Cuddling against her mate when he pressed close to her, she pined for the warmth of their shared nest but she wasn't about to complain about it. The clan had enough problems without her adding her own to the currently overflowing pool. She touched her nose to his ear with a soft purr, "That'll be us soon enough," she said with a grin. Eyeing the new mother with a level of pity as she pressed close to her mate. The cold air making her shiver a little, she let out a purr as he nuzzled at her belly, the action was tickly but it made her happy to see the older tom so excited about the prospect of a litter. She swatted at him after a moment, "That tickles, mousebrain," she mreowed with laughter.
Nettlemask narrowed his eyes at the sound of concern which came from his mate, there was no need for her to be concerned when she needed to be relaxed and calm. He nuzzled at the newborn with a soft purr, "He's just like you, he will be fine if he shares more than your appearance," the words might have sounded like they were made in jest, but there was the usual seriousness to his tone of voice.
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Post by Falconwing on May 5, 2018 23:09:37 GMT -5
(( yeah my characters are kinda all stuck too. Well except for Sunfeather and Leopardfrost they are kinda just floating XD And I think I'll wait till tomorrow to do the clan meeting to announce the deputy and then have Creekstar, Fallendew, Sparkpaw, and the new deputy all go into the cave to speak with Starclan. ))
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Post by Jekyll on May 5, 2018 23:11:31 GMT -5
Okay. Sounds good to me))
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Post by Falconwing on May 5, 2018 23:26:03 GMT -5
When Soaringflower told him that he was tickling her the tom couldn't help but continue what he was doing, purposely ticking her this time. ((Not sure if cats can be tickled in real life but I'm going with it lol)) "Oh?! This tickles?", The tom questioned her playfully. He was happy and for a brief moment his concerns and worries faded away as he become playful with his mate. This was also one of the many reasons why he fell in love with her. He felt as if she kept him young and spry, and between the two of them there never felt like there was an age gap. With her by his side the older tom had a passion and drive that he never had before and he knew that it made him a better leader. ((I can honestly relate to Creekstar and Soaringflowers relationship. My husband is 45 and I'm 23 and this is exactly how he's said he's felt with me <3 )) Ivysong felt comforted by Nettlemasks words but it did not take away her worry for the little tom. "How about Cedarkit... Yes I talked that very much. Cedarkit", she meowed confirming the toms name and giving him a couple of licks to help the kitten liven up a little bit so he would eat plenty before he fell asleep. Wildkit had soon eaten her fill and pulled her head away from her mother's belly and licked her messy milk soaked lips. The little tri-colored kits belly was so round that if it wasn't for her legs she would probably roll away. Getting comfortable in the middle of her brothers she soon fell into a deep sleep, only knowing the care and love of her mother and father.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2018 23:34:02 GMT -5
(I have multiple scars which clarifies cats can DEFINITELY feel tickles)
A less than elegant squeal elicited from the pretty queen’s lips, she rolled over and used her long paws to batter at her mate’s face with a rumbling purr, squirming beneath his touch with laughter lighting her face as she attempted to evade his tickling touch. Soaringflower could feel the kits inside her squirming and kicking, whilst they were still small and undeveloped she could still feel their tiny paws against her insides. It felt like she was being attacked from both sides, and she let out a rumbling growl. “I’m outnumbered, hardly fair,” she grumbled playfully.
Nettlemask used his long tail to wrap around the newborn kit and pull him closer to his mother’s belly, using it as additional support for the tiny tom so he didnt have to exert too much energy against his lager siblings trying to find food. Rvenkit was curled up beside his brother and sister, enjoying their warmth and the safety of his mother’s warmth. The large tom was yet to cease nursing.
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 11:07:44 GMT -5
Currentpaw purred watching the kits play, while her sister seemed to squirm back and keep a distance. Currentpaw smiled, amused by her sister as she knew she could get a little squeamish around kits.
Pebblepaw followed Arcticstrike with the squirrel still dangling from his mouth. He hoped the clan would feel more revived after the prey they brought back
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 14:41:41 GMT -5
((hey guys is everyone online? I wanna do the clan meeting but don't want anyone to miss out))
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 14:43:17 GMT -5
(I'm here )
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 15:10:57 GMT -5
hi))
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 15:17:24 GMT -5
(( Should we wait for bramble? ))
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 15:19:02 GMT -5
They were on earlier. Not sure when they'll be on next. It's up to you really Falcon))
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 15:26:54 GMT -5
(( I can wait till later to do it. We can RP something else though it you want ))
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 15:28:10 GMT -5
(I replied earlier if you'd like to answer that )
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 15:28:16 GMT -5
I don't think there is anything else for us to rp. The starclan rp happens after the ceremony after all))
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 15:33:44 GMT -5
(I'm here )
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 15:34:31 GMT -5
Hi!!))
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 16:15:00 GMT -5
Creekstar pulled away purring. It was good to hear that his kits had sided with him on the playful attack. "Oh you just wait until they are born, then you really won't stand a chance", the tom joked. Sitting up he looked up to the sky and saw that the moon had risen. "It is time", he said and stood up giving his mate a couple of licks. Leaving the warmth of his mate and padding into the main clearing the clan leader leapt upon a boulder and spoke. "May the clan please gather for a clan meeting", the tom meowed as the moon gleamed off his dark spotted pelt.
Hearing Creekstar call for a clan meeting Ivysongs ears perked up. "Why don't you go, I can here perfectly from here", she meowed to Nettlemask and nosed his thick pelt. "We aren't going anywhere", she added twitching her whiskers, knowing that he probably didn't want to leave them.
Sunfeather had finished eating and when she heard the call she rose to her paws and gathered below the boulder Creekstar sat upon. Shuffling her paws in the cold she quickly wrapped her long fluffy tail around them to help keep them warm against the cold.
Leopardfrost could hear from where he was perched upon his lookout point and just simply turned to face Creekstar so he could see what was to happen.
Arcticstrike made his way from the shelter between two boulders and briskly went to sit next to Sunfeather.
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 16:18:12 GMT -5
FallenDew shifted closer to SoaringFlower and turned her gaze to CreekStar.
RosePaw padded over and sat beside CurrentPaw and PebblePaw, suddenly wondering what they're leader may have to announce.
PoolingWater looked up from where she had been eating a mouse. Quickly finished the she-cat stood and padded over before sitting down and curling her tail around her paws, turning her gaze to CreekStar.
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 16:36:03 GMT -5
Currentpaw smiled and greeted Rosepaw with a flick of her tail before turning back to Creekstar. Beside her, Pebblepaw’s eyes gazed forward eagerly to hear what his leader had to say.
Mosspebble took a seat next to Fallendew and looked toward Creekstar
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 16:40:25 GMT -5
The queen rightened herself and followed the tom to where he had decided to call the meeting from, settling herself with her clanmates, she listened with a great deal of curiousity as to who would be chosen as deputy. Casting her gaze across the group which surrounded her, trying to guess who would be the best fit and see who Creekstar had chosen to replace Hawkcry in the role of deputy. She looked excited for the news.
Nettlemask hesitated, it was apparent he didn't want to leave his newborn kits just yet and assumed he of all cats wouldn't be the one to be chosen as deputy. But knew it would be impolite for him to not be present, he leant down to nuzzle the tiny kits with a quiet purr. "I'll be back as soon as I can," he promised her, then turned and bounded towards where the cats had gathered themselves.
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 16:43:02 GMT -5
Creekstar watched as the clan gathered around him, their eyes reflecting the light of the moon. "I know that I didn't stick to tradition, but I believe Starclan will look beyond that due to the recent events. We have mourned long enough to Hawkcry and it is time to appoint a new deputy."
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 16:46:03 GMT -5
PoolingWater looked up at CreekStar curiously. I wonder who he has in mind? NettleMask or maybe MossPebble?
RosePaw was suddenly at full attention, eager to know who CreekStar thought worthy of taking HawCry's position.
(RosePaw needs a new mentor as well)
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 16:50:38 GMT -5
(( sorry I literally had to find a coin and flip it lol I seriously couldn't choose XD )) Creekstar looked at all of his clan and prayed that Starclan would approve of his choice. "I say these words before StarClan, that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of Hollowclan shall be Nettlemask." As he said the words the tom looked down upon the loyal warrior hoping that he would accept this new position and responsibility.
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 16:54:23 GMT -5
Awwww... I was really hoping it would be PoolingWater. IT's fine though, I know I don't make good cats, or at least ones to be good deputys ))
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 16:56:03 GMT -5
Until then the tom had been a little distracted, his ears kept twitching back towards where his newborn kits were lay nestled with their mother, and he had by no means been expecting what would next come from his leader's lips, and when it did. The handsome tom half leapt out of his skin when it did, looking back he cast his gaze around. Trying to suss out whether or not he'd misheard, but found that it appeared it hadn't. Astonishment taking over his expression very much, the massive tom lifted himself to his paws and appraoched his leader as he knew was tradition. For once Nettlemask stammered, his usually calm and confident tone of voice all but dissapeared. "Thankyou."
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 17:01:57 GMT -5
(It feels more fair and dispersed cause then there’s a different Leader, Deputy, and a Medicine Cat ) Mosspebble smiled seeing Nettlemask be chosen. He was a strong and loyal warrior and she knew he would serve the clan well. Pebblepaw was excited by the choice. His mentor was the new deputy. He felt his tail lash with excitement, but the thought made him glance over at Rosepaw. Hawkcry wasn’t just the Deputy, but also his friend’s old mentor. Creekstar still hadn’t given the apprentice a new mentor...
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Post by Jekyll on May 6, 2018 17:03:17 GMT -5
PoolingWater felt a twinge of disappointment but didn't let it show as she kept quiet and watched as NettleMask moved forward.
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Post by Falconwing on May 6, 2018 17:16:14 GMT -5
(( No I really like her that is why it was so hard for me choose. So much so I had to flip a freaking coin, literally. But this also leaves room for another plot to arise. Poolingwater could be very jealous and do her best to make her clanmates see that he was a bad choice and later on end up splitting off after finding a new territory ( The moorlands north of the river on the travel map) and she becomes leader of her own clan and thus the beginning of a two clan rivalry *pause for dramatic effect* what do you think? )) Creekstar watched the toms astonished face when he had named him deputy and his whiskers twitched slightly in amusement. It had made him think of how Hawkcry had responded when he was named deputy. "I know there are difficult days ahead of us, and that you now have kits of your own. But your unwavering strength and determination are exactly what the clan needs right now." Arcticstrike and Sunfeather did not hesitate when they heard Nettlemask named as the new deputy and called out his name as they traditionally would. "Nettlemask! Nettlemask!" Leopardfrost heard his brother be named as deputy and hesitated before chiming to chant his name. "Nettlemask Nettlemask." Even though Nettlemask was his brother, the white tom didn't quite agree that he was the best choice to be deputy. However Leopardfrast made sure to keep that to himself.
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