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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 8:00:20 GMT -5
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Post by Stillanonion on May 27, 2018 9:17:46 GMT -5
(Morning all! what did I miss while I was sleeping?)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 10:17:25 GMT -5
(hey dg, how are ya? And not m7ch don’t worry)
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Post by Detoxx on May 27, 2018 11:53:51 GMT -5
(Morning! ^w^ Can't wait for some RP's! Let me finally write some up!)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 11:54:19 GMT -5
(no worries tox! I look forward to it!)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 12:02:03 GMT -5
Splashkit, Much like her mother in terms of build, this young cat is slender and small of frame, with soft fur which gives her the constant appearance of being much younger than she actually is. She is a primarily black shecat, splashed ginger, white and pale brown in irregular patternings across her small frame which is where she gets her name, and eyes almost identical to her father's in being a piercing icy blue colour. Splashkit is a very shy and timid young cat, probably due to the conditions under which she spent the majority of her kithood, under the imprisonment of the dark forest within camp with her mother and siblings. However, she is astonishingly sweet and kind in spite of the harshness she was subject to for so long. She is charming and good tempered, with a love for caring for others. However, she is spooked easily and never quiet shook off the binds she'd known for so long even after she and her siblings were at last allowed freedom. @stormpetal KitStormchaser and Copperstar are her parentsN/A
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 12:02:23 GMT -5
(I was bored and had an idea for the kit I'll be rping of Coppers XD)
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Post by Detoxx on May 27, 2018 12:42:34 GMT -5
Mothflutter - - To say Mothflutter was a shy cat was a little bit of an understatement. For some reason she simply lacked the enthusiasm and out-going can-do attitude that her sibling had. Even when they were kittens. Whatever antics he got himself into, she was always the one on the sidelines advising that 'mother wouldn't like it, you'll get caught, this isn't a good idea.' That rarely seemed to stop him. And yet, the two of them were as close as canaries. Honeywhisker was the only cat Mothflutter would hold more than a 5 minute conversation with, or look in the eye. In the light of the slowly fading dawn she saw him bound into camp with a healthy variety of prey, yet more cuts and bruises than he had morsels. She had been cleaning her fur, but when she saw him sit down she got up and slowly walked towards him with her head low to the ground. For some reason she always thought she felt eyes on her, like people were watching her, or judging her. Her tail tucked beneath her legs as she scampered the rest of the way towards him and sat. "morning..." She whispered in her soft voice.
Batpaw - - Darkness all around him... Swallowing him in open, gaping, hungry, starving jaws. The cold, harsher than leaf-bare, it caused the bones to rattle and sprinkle with frost. The stench of death, nasty carrion drowned him. Familiar faces in the gloom, pairs of blue eyes, yellow, green. He could see the shadows of their bodies move, prowling around him. " Hello?! Who's there?! Please! Stay away from me!" His voice echoed as though in a chasm, pounding back in his ears The bodies got closer. They became clearer. He saw long sleek fur, an angular face and a pair of green eyes that seemed so familiar... The smell of carrion replaced with the scent of sickness, herbs. The other bodies much smaller, fuzzier. "Don't hurt me! Please!" He cowered before them, their shadows leaping closer. In the dark he could see the low shade of golden on the largest cat's pelt. The smell of sickness, replaced with the sweet smell of fresh milk. "M...Mommy?" Suddenly the faces of the cats elongated from the bodies of the shadows, coming into clear light he could see the pointed face of his father. "WHY WERE YOU THE ONE THAT LIVED?" His voice exploded in his ears. Batpaw flinched backwards, shutting his eyes tight. It's just a dream... It's just a dream... It's just a dream! The sound of snapping bones made his eyes open again. He watched the jaws of his father unhinge, ripping upwards across his snout, the bottom jaw reaching his chest. His teeth were gnarled and curled like talons, his tongue a long spiked tendril. Deep in his open maw he could see the face of his mother, she was calling out to him... Batpaw... Batpaw...? Batpaw? BATPAW! Batpaw tore awake from his nightmare, claws thrashing the bracken and moss around him. His eyes opened, chest rising and falling with panicked breaths. He looked around the familiar interior of the apprentices den, then to the grey face of his mentor, Stonewhisper. The fear began to slowly ebb. "O-Oh! I-I-I'm sorry, S-Stonewhisper..." He clumsily pushed to his paws, stumbling back down before forcing his hind legs to stay put. The fuzzy black ball ducked his head apologetically and scurried out of the apprentice's den.
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Post by Detoxx on May 27, 2018 12:49:40 GMT -5
(Ahhh I can't wait for Copperstar's kits! ;w; I'll have to think about which one to do... I was thinking that it would be really interesting if it was like... A Dark Forest/StarClan cat reincarnated? But I have to check with you before expanding more on the thought because I know the books do it, but if you think it's too farfetched I understand.)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 12:59:50 GMT -5
(that could be interesting which one though? and I'm sorry but I've got to journey back home from uni right now, I'll be able to reply in maybe an hour or two?)
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Post by Detoxx on May 27, 2018 13:05:35 GMT -5
(No problem! Have a safe trip. c: And I'm not sure! I have to know more about I guess the cats in the past? But maybe like StarClan reached out and reincarnated one of the past leaders that was famous for helping the clan thrive, and that was StarClans way of like trying to help the clan because they can't do much else?)
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Pansexual
Little meow meow
Often around but Rp posts come in a single batch per day.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 27, 2018 13:37:31 GMT -5
Working hard at making himself somewhat presentable, his fur nearly laying flat once more, his ear flicked lightly as the faint sound of pawsteps caught his attention. The ever wide eyes of the young ginger would soon brighten in clear glee as they landed on the dusky brown form of his littermate. Though they shared very few similarities, from personality to appearance itself, Honeywhisker could speak of no cat more dear to him than the timid she-cat. A purr of delight rumbled from his throat, tail waggling about in a manner hardly akin to a cat, as he offered his own greeting in a less than delicate voice, as energetic as always despite the long day of hunting, "And a good morning to you! How are you doing? Have you eaten yet?" It was just like him to roll into a series of questions, though his intentions were well meant. Mothflutter was, perhaps, the more practical of the two, but that surely didn't stop Honeywhisker from worrying about the soft spoken cat in return. Even so, he seemed to pop up from his paws, nearly forgetting the mouse he had drug over with him, and promptly attempted to affectionately, perhaps overly so, press against her, nuzzling against her cheek fur. "I think I'm getting better at hunting, er, kind of!" He soon exclaimed proudly, though it was hard to really tell if that was true or not. "Although I don't think I'll ever get as good as you." A bright grin on his face and the pride in his sister in his voice made it all too clear he felt not an ounce of bitter envy as he spoke. It was doubtful many even believed he could feel such a negative emotion given his common place behavior. Deep green eyes soon adjusted to the darkness of the den and for a moment the large she-cat was relieved, and somehow equally terrified, to see the black fluffball of an apprentice was indeed there. It seemed he was having quite a frightful nightmare, however, judging by the manner of his flailing about. Though considering waking him up, Stonewhisper soon found that a thought too late as the much younger cat awoke, the panic induced by his dream hardly a comforting sight. In reality, she couldn't help a pang of sympathy from knotting up in her chest, but initially she said nothing, merely stepping back to give him easy access out of the den. Even so, once they were both out in the open, she peered of the lil fluff ball that was meant to be her apprentice. The largely gray cat, however, couldn't seem to simply let it drop, however, perhaps her softness getting away with her again, "Are you alright? Looked like you had quite a fright." Of course, she knew well enough training would need to begin regardless, but it never hurt to show some sense of sentimentality -- at least she liked to think so. Neverthless, she wasn't about to let it get away with her, knowing well enough that this youth's future as a warrior was, essentially, in her paws.
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Post by Detoxx on May 27, 2018 14:19:19 GMT -5
Mothflutter - - Mothflutter stiffened as he affectionately nuzzled into her, the scent of the forest still strong on his pelt. She darted her eyes around to see if anyone else was watching them, finding it unbelievably embarrassing to show such displays of affection in front of others, whether or not that was true was less important than the fact that it was wholeheartedly true to the timid she cat. Even the possibility that others were in camp that could turn their gaze towards them made her take a hurried step backwards. "Aww come on, you're way better than me." She flattened her ears, fur feeling hot as she rested her eyes on him for a moment. There was a rare smile on her face, it was so hard not to smile when you were in the presence of such a positive cat. Truly she was lucky to have him as a sibling. Being appointed to a warrior before him broke her heart, she had begged Copperstar to delay her own warrior ceremony to line with his, majorly for two reasons: She didn't want to be alone in there, and she wanted to celebrate it with her brother. Unfortunately rejected, she had to spend a whole moon in a different den than him, but now that he had joined as he put it 'the big boys' their nests were pressed up close to one another. Nestling with her litter mate again and breathing in his comfort scent was a luxury Mothflutter had almost forgotten how much she adored. "Are you missing hanging with the apprentices at all?" She asked in her usual hushed voice, shuffling back towards him without even realizing so their fur was brushing once more.
Batpaw - - Batpaw looked up at her bewildered for a moment, then hurriedly tore his gaze away again and towards the ground, where he felt his eyes rightfully belonged. He had no idea how to respond... Blame it on his anti social behavior, he supposed. He didn't answer right away, but felt something bubbling in his chest that wanted to exit through his mouth. It kind of felt like vomit, but not as acidic, it was something he wanted to say but lacked the courage to. Just talking to another cat for this tom was a challenge, but thankfully Stonewhisper had caught him when he was feeling particularly inclined to share, maybe talking would get this feeling to go away... This memory... He steeled his nerves and opened his mouth, stuttering out a response. "O-Oh... Yeah, sorry... Just..." Once he had said his first words he froze up, lacking the conviction to say any more. "The usual..." He cuffed a paw across the Earth, silently cursing himself for sounding so pathetic. "It's nothing, I'll feel o-okay in a little bit... Uhm... What are we going to t-train today?" He looked up at his mentor briefly, the sun catching off her creamy grey fur and strong shoulders.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 14:27:24 GMT -5
(back!would anyone like to rp?)
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Post by Stillanonion on May 27, 2018 14:32:18 GMT -5
(I would!)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 14:34:47 GMT -5
(awesome! As it seems we’ve gone to another day XD potentially copper comes to the medicine cat den to reveal she’s pregnant?)
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Little meow meow
Often around but Rp posts come in a single batch per day.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 27, 2018 14:56:02 GMT -5
Honeywhisker really was a kit at heart, none too shy about his displays of affection but that lead to a whole new can of worms that had not the need to be opened. He simply never had need to hide his own feelings, that in itself differing him from many a cat that valued a sense of composure. Nevertheless, he didn't seem to take an offense to, or perhaps even notice, as the she-cat stepped back from his excessive display, seeming to simply plant his bottom back down happily enough. "Aw, no need to be modest, Mothflutter! Hunting is like.. that thing you're best at." he exclaimed with a cheery purr of delight, perhaps some hope his persistance might someday break through her shyness. She may not have been bold, but the ginger wasn't afraid to be bold for her, even if that meant embarrassing her a little with a compliment or two. "You don't run into trees or fall in bramble bushes and stuff all the time!" he added with a laugh at his own expense, knowing that whereas he may have caught a thing now and again, it was not at all as graceful as skilled hunters such as Mothflutter. Although he felt a lack of any respectable skill in himself, the young cat was always happy to point out when others were doing well, that much was common practice. He didn't seem too let down that perhaps his talent just wasn't 'there' so to speak, or at least it wasn't something he bothered saying. However the question directed at him earned a light tilt of his head, looking as if he just might be considering the question for a moment but soon enough shook his head, "I see them enough during the day, I missed hanging out with you more!" he soon replied as cheerily as ever. He may have had an easier time socializing that Mothflutter, but perhaps they shared the sentiment in comfort with one another. "They're probably happy to be free of me, anyhow. After all they had to wait a whole extra moon to kick me out!" The ginger added with another hearty laugh, if nothing else seeming unphased by his elongated apprenticeship. Stonewhisper looked thoughtful for a moment, gaze resting on the pitiful apprentice as he seemed to struggle with his words before her. Although bearing little personal time with the youth before mentoring, she wasn't unaware of the troubled upbringing of the black cat, it hardly secret knowledge what had occured the past leaf-bare and though Hazefall was a highly respectable cat... well, It wasn't her place to judge him as a father. Even so, she couldn't help but find it disheartening as the young tom was unable to explain what was on his mind, although it was a feeling she didn't let reach her face, only offering a warm gaze as some comfort. "Well, if you change your mind, I'm all ears." she replied with a soft smile, ear giving a twitch as if to emphasize. "But, right, there is training to be done." the she-cat replied pausing with thought as if to recollect her plans in mind after the momentary diversion. "Multiple hunting parties have gone out today, so I thought it'd be in our best interest to do some combat training today. After all, a proper warrior must be prepared for such situation." It just so happened to be her strong suit at that, and if nothing else she'd feel more comfortable knowing young Batpaw knew how to fight even if it was hopefully quite sometime before he'd need that knowledge. "Do you think you're up to that?" She added soon after, perhaps subconsciously seeking assurance that the apprentice was truly ready to get a move on.
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Post by Detoxx on May 27, 2018 15:26:03 GMT -5
Mothflutter's tail curled around her paws that nervously kneaded in and out of the Earth. His compliments did little to puncture past her hardened exterior of shyness, she would never truly accept the compliment - but the fact he thought so made her heart warm. Sometimes she feared that Honeywhisker put too much energy into caring for others, and not noticing his own qualities. Though, he always seemed so positive. He must know how much he meant to her, right? "Ahah, I'm sure they're all upset you're gone!" She reinforced, voice rising a little as she lifted her head. "I know I was," She looked around the clan once more before quickly pushing her forehead against her brother's shoulder. "It's been forever since we went out together," She mewled. "If you're not too tired, would you want to go visit Starplace...? After you're done eating, of course."
(And I'll get Batpaw in a second! XD)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 15:52:01 GMT -5
(wanna rp anyone else as dg poofed)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 16:35:56 GMT -5
(bump)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 17:42:51 GMT -5
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Pansexual
Little meow meow
Often around but Rp posts come in a single batch per day.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 27, 2018 18:11:25 GMT -5
Perhaps it was in that aspect the two bore a sad similarity most may not fully understand, their inability to accept their own talents. Nevertheless, even if the she-cat couldn't truly believe her value and skill, Honeywhisker would always be first in line to remind her how great she was in his eyes. "I bet they have to work harder, they don't have me tumbling into bushes to make them look good anymore!" He replied, his voice laced with amusement, though aside from his impulsiveness he had been a fairly decent apprentice. However the following words brought the ginger an unexpected sense of joy, perhaps it meant more to him than he liked to let on knowing someone would feel such a way in his absence. "Well, you wont have to worry about that, we'll never be separated like that again." he purred gleefully, his tail swaying back and forth behind him as if he needed to show another sign of his energetic behavior. The purr grew in startled delight at the act of affection from Mothflutter, promptly giving her ear a lick of equal affection once his surprise faded. She may have been shy, and certainly worried too much of the eyes of their clanmates, but he cared deeply for littermate and it was hard not to feel the warmth of the love he new she felt for him too. They were family after all. "Oh, that sounds fun..!" he suddenly exclaimed, seeming to perk up right away with the excitement common to him -- he truly was an easy to please cat. However he pause glancing back to the mouse as she had reminded him, his gurgling stomach promptly giving him the realization he had gotten thoroughly distracted grooming himself. "Oh, right. Well, would you like to eat with me? If you haven't eaten first I mean."
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 18:37:37 GMT -5
(Round up, round up! Whose on, whose ready and who wants to get going/who wants to do it tomorrow instead XD)
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Post by Stillanonion on May 27, 2018 19:12:46 GMT -5
(I'll probably be more alive tomorrow!)
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Dizney
In Japan for the next four months; don't mind my awkward posting times
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Post by Dizney on May 27, 2018 19:13:55 GMT -5
(( I wouldn't mind doing some rp c: I've been gone all day because I was working lol ))
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 19:14:20 GMT -5
(grr XD I really want it to go soon XD but fine, tomorrow, we can go with that)
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 19:58:30 GMT -5
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Post by Falconwing on May 27, 2018 21:15:26 GMT -5
( Falconwing sure ) Rosepaw slipped out of the apprentices' den eagerly, shaking out her coat. She always woke up early in the morning, but today she woke up later than she intended. The dream she had last night had captivated her, throwing her deep into a forest and fighting against enemy warriors. She hadn't wanted to wake up, but she knew she had to. I wonder where Nettleclaw is. She looked around the camp before she spotted her mentor, her ears perked in excitement. She then trotted over to Nettleclaw, pouncing on his back. "Morning, Nettleclaw!" she purred. "Are we going hunting today?" (( Hey I'm here guys sorry for my absence. Was Owlswoop needed anywhere with a patient or his apprentice? )) Nettleclaw watched as his apprentice came over to join him and he looked down at Rosepaw with a slight grin, glad to see that she was ready to go. "Good morning, and yes lets get going", he meowed. Standing up he turned around and led the way out of the camp and into the forest. Slowing a little bit so he could walk side by side with Rosepaw the russet tom looked down at her. "We are going to head to Lightning Trees to work on your hunting and climbing skills", he informed knowing that she was curious as to what he had in store. Mapleleaf sat guard at the camps entrance wanting to ensure the camps safety. They had two queens in the clan with kits that would be here any time and the young warrior took protecting the vulnerable very seriously. One of her ears flicked towards the camp as she could hear the cat going about their day but her other ear stayed angled out of camp to catch any noise or sign of anything approaching. She had been sitting guard for a while but continued to remain at her post until relieved of it. Owlswoop had jolted awake due to the loudness of his snoring. The old tom gave a small growl at himself for being the cause of distrusting his nap. Deciding it was time to get up and get to work he padded to the back of his den and began to go through his herbs to check and see if they were running low on anything. In the back of his mind he made a reminder to go and check on the queens to make sure all was well with them. Continuing to shuffle around herbs he organized them making it look cleaner and causing the herbs to be easier to find.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 22:10:14 GMT -5
Returning to camp with a smile on her face, Copperstar twitched her ears thoughtfully for a moment. Knowing now she’d at least revealed it to her mate it was probably best she do the same to the medicine cats. She nuzzled Stormchaser goodbye before peeling from his side and making her way towards the medicine cat den, a place which by nature she usually did what she could to avoid at all costs. All the same she sat straight and she stood brave as she pushed her way into the den quietly. Letting out a surprisingly polite, ‘Hello?”
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