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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 16:58:12 GMT -5
Part of Owlswoop wanted to stay for the sake of the kits but the queen wasn't having it so he turned and squeezed out of the den and into the camp clearing. Looking around he found the clan to be waking and he quickly padded over to Cavegrowl who was sitting on top of a high rock his large form looming over the clan. "Can I speak with you?", he asked looking up at the tom. Owlswoop watched as Cavegrowp leaps down onto the ground making a thud. "Its Copperstar. She has lost another life and is now giving birth to her kits." The older tom was straight forward and straight to the point.
Cavegrowl was surprised to hear that Copperstar had lost another life, assuming that Owlswoop had something to do with it but not bothering to ask questions. "Do you think the other queens could care for the kits? I don't think it would be good for them to be in that hole. They are clan kits and must be protected", he meowed and then flicked his tail towards the old tabby. "Get back with me on what the other queens say as soon as you can", he asked the medicine cat before looking around the camp seeing his brother he quickly left Owlswoop to do what he had asked and padded straight for Hazefall.
Nettleclaw suddenly felt something touch him and he jumped awake fur bristling. Seeing Mothflutter right next to him, nosing him awake, the tom started to clam down. "Sorry I was having a bad dream", he admitted quietly. Shaking his pelt he pushed himself to his paws. "So you want to go hunting?", he asked her curiously wanting to get some fresh air and get out of the stuffy warriors den.
(I'll just wait for Hazefalls response, and storm what do you think about that little plot twist with the kits? we can trash it if you want but I thought it could turn interesting yanno?)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 17:00:43 GMT -5
Batpaw lifted his head up when he felt a rasping tongue graze his thick, fluffy fur. It was a bit unkempt and dirty, like it had never really gotten a good washing. Her tongue left a sort of cow-lick on his head fur. His yellow eyes were bright as he looked down at the vole, then up to her, unsure if he should eat it. But, she gave him permission. He sunk his fangs into the prey, nestling down to a crouched position to eat on the other side of her. He felt like he should say something, start a conversation or something, but was scared of what to bring up that would possibly hold her interest... He racked his brain as he chewed, growing nervous. Finally he gulped when the food was chewed to a pulp, and stammered out; "So... Caught any good... Prey recently?"
(XD Doing the equivalent of have you see any good movies lately.)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 17:08:11 GMT -5
Mothflutter watched him push to his paws, little clumps of moss and feathers still attached to his handsome coat. She smiled and stood up with him, her tired bones slowly waking up. She pinched the moss between her teeth and pulled it off, looking at him with the green fluff still in her mouth. "Mmhmm," She murmured quietly and nodded, ears slowly folding up as they padded out of the warriors den and into the slowly creeping light of dawn. The clouds were creamy above, the sun had yet to raise over the mountains. Mothflutter glanced behind her at the warriors den once more, hoping that Honeywhisker would get as much time as he could to sleep in. He hadn't gotten back so late last night searching the Starplace, he had slumped into his nest looking more defeated than ever. She prayed StarClan wish him sweet, long dreams before he awoke to this Hell... The she cat looked back to her, what the equivalent would be, boy friend and trotted to pick up the pace with him. Still nervous about what was acceptable and what was not to do in public... Was he nervous about being open in front of others? She didn't test it yet, walking far enough from him so that they're fur didn't yet brush.
Hazefall lifted his head as his brother approached him. He sat on the opposite side of camp from Batpaw, occasionally casting glances at his son and his apprentice. It was impossible to tell from the outside what Hazefall was thinking. However, his attention was diverted to Cavegrowl. With an impolite bristle of the tail in greeting his glazed eyes raised to lock in his. "Cavegrowl," He murmured, not needing to add the 'what do you want' at the end, as his tone carried the words by themselves.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 19:30:29 GMT -5
(Oh, I definitely want them to try and take the kits XD and for copper to fight tooth and nail to keep them)
Circling in what was her makeshift den, she did what she could to make something serviceable of a nest. Resorting to pulling much of her own fur from her underbelly for her kits to lie in for warmth, she was grateful for both a thick coat and that she'd begun to shed her leafbare coat now the weather was growing warmer. It wasn't ideal but at least she had something warm for her kits to nestle in other than the hard ground underfoot. Arranging it into a macabre nest, the young queen rested onto her belly and began panting hard. Long tail lashing as she gasped for breath, she'd never done this before and the fear was beginning to build up inside her until she bit back a screech and pushed with all her might. As her first kit was born into the world with a wrench.
Eyes wide and uncertain of what she was meant to do, she lifted it up as best as she could in spite of the pains. And nosed the little kit, instinct made her begin to lick it and its little sac broke around it as she began. Her heart raced until she heard the tiny tom make its first hungry mewing sound. "Hush," she whispered quietly, nuzzling her little son with pride burning in her chest in spite of the circumstances. She'd have moved to place him at her belly, when another cry cut her off and the pains began again.
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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 31, 2018 19:44:11 GMT -5
(Psh, Literally the way every Mentor/Apprentice relationship should begin LOL) Once the younger cat had made himself comfortable, Stonewhisper dropped her fluffy gray and white body down beside him. After he'd taken a bite of the fat vole, she leaned down in turn to take a bite, something of a smile cracking onto her face as she chewed. Perhaps she found the apprentice's attempt af at a conversation amusing, or adorable at that. Then again, soft as she was and as seemingly awkward as he was, she found it hard to resist scooping him up like a wee kit, haha. She soon swallowed her mouthful, pleased at how well it settled in her empty stomach, before speaking up herself. "I like to think I do a fair job on my hunts." She replied, though a glimmer of amusement remained in her eye, "But, I'm fairly more interested in you, Batpaw. Although your mentor, I've yet to see your skills fully tested, but... The time for that will come." She looked thoughtful for a moment, as if it was her turn to somehow awkwardly add to the conversation. "Perhaps more importantly, however, I wonder how you've been getting on with clan life. It hasn't been that long since you left the medicine cat's den, has it? I worry it must be a difficult transition for you... So don't be afraid to tell me if you're having a hard time." Her voice bore not a sliver of negative intent behind it, her tone bearing only the warmth of interest and even concern for the young cat.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 20:03:58 GMT -5
By the time Copperstar had done her work, five tiny kits lay curled up in the dirt. Mewling softly, their squirms were weak and hungry but they were alive, and that's all the new mother cared about. Lifting herself to her paws, she curled up beside them with a weak but soothing purr, pulling them all close to her underbelly. Her eyes half closed as she rested her head against her paws and wrapped her tail around the five tiny creatures and tucked them close to the warmth of her underbelly. She flinched as the little ones nestled close to her wounded and covered in poultice stomach, searching for her teats beneath the mess of her fur. A purr came from her as they found their mother and began hungrily nursing. Copperstar smiled, curling into a tight circle around the five newborns. Watching the premature kittens with exhausted pride on her eyes. Too tired to even think of names, she began to drift off a little.
(potentially someone tries to take them from her as she sleeps )
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 20:31:59 GMT -5
(Bump?)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 20:34:21 GMT -5
Francis roams around in the copseclan territory, flicking her ears.She smells a clan nearby and hisses.`` ugh...that DISGUSTING scent of cats!`` she groaned after she hissed, unsheathing her claws.
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 20:35:08 GMT -5
imma check if this is the wrong cat D))
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 20:35:54 GMT -5
ignore that..))
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 20:36:18 GMT -5
(it is, as we don't allow kittypets/rogues here XD)
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 20:38:32 GMT -5
Owlswoop quickly turned away and headed straight for the nursery. There were two queens currently in the clan; Petalfur and Pinenose. Pinenose had yet to have her kits so she would be the one that would be best for the job seeing that she didn't yet have kits to take care of. Slowly pushing his way into the nursery he stopped just in the entrance. "Pinenose, Petalfur, may I speak with you please", he meowed his voice serious as he looked at the two queen waiting to be invited in.
Cavegrowl huffed at his brothers rudeness not letting it affect, mainly cause he had grown accustomed to Hazefalls demeanor over the moons. "You know if your to be my deputy, you actually have to do something. Like organize patrols and make sure the camp is safe, and fed." His tone was serious wanting to make sure that Hazefall took the position seriously. His brother deserved the position due to being the one who had taken Copperstars life. However there was a hidden darkness in his brother that worried Cavegrowl and kept him cautious around unpredictable the dark tom.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 20:50:30 GMT -5
(just added the kits, sooo many kits XD)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 21:03:40 GMT -5
(-Pokes Falcon- Don’t forget Mothflutter c: I’ll respond soon guys!)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:04:08 GMT -5
Lightpaw bounces around spiderfang happily, her fur bristling as he tripped her. `` SpiderFang! why d-did you trip m-me?!`` Lightpaw gets up, glaring at him with her tail drooped down madly.
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:04:59 GMT -5
i ws thinking of making a very odd cat..))
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 21:12:59 GMT -5
(apple would you please be more literate, a couple of times now you've fallen short of the expected standard)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:16:06 GMT -5
i better start to get better at my rp.))
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:19:11 GMT -5
Lightpaw sits in the apprentice den, trying to sleep to get the boredom out of her.She slowly falls asleep but applenose awakes her.Lightpaw jumps up, glaring at applenose `` do NOT scare me when i'm trying to sleep!`` she hissed, lashing her tail madl. Lightpaw notices the tears in her eyes and stops being grumpy, she asks `` what is wrong,applenose?`` she asked, her tail drooped down with her ears perked up. Lightpaw then sits as applenose spoke.
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 21:19:13 GMT -5
(It’s no problem Apple! I think we’re all kind of like that when we’ee Younger. I know it can be intimidating, but I hope the fact that we’re all older doesn’t like, scare you! When it comes to trying to write longer responses, I find it helps a lot to think about where your cat is, write about what they see when pure setting up a scene, and most importantly get into how they feel and how they think - rather than just writing what happens around them. It’s hard when you first start off, when I was 24 I was riding like 3 sentences a response. XD But Just have fun with it, and try to really get into character, be in their paws.)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:28:59 GMT -5
is it fine if i add another oc?? i have no ida what the limit is.))
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 21:34:10 GMT -5
(No limit )
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:38:58 GMT -5
oh..ok! i'll got o the joining page..i don't remember if there is one..))
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 21:40:24 GMT -5
(there isn't)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 21:42:10 GMT -5
should i just put his/her bio?))
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 21:45:04 GMT -5
(use the form)
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 21:55:42 GMT -5
Nettleclaw looked over at Mothflutter as they walked, noticing that she didn't stand closer to him. She had been so excited about them confessing their affection towards each other. "I'm sorry about yesterday, I shouldn't have been so drastic", he mewed softly to her. "I had just felt so upset, worried, and scared. What are we going to do without the guidance from Starclan? And what if someone dies, will we not be able to get into Starclan?", the russet and dappled tom confessed. He hadn't meant to have frightened her yesterday and didn't want her to possibly be scared of him.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:11:51 GMT -5
(would anyone like to rp?) )
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:13:33 GMT -5
(sounds good! who do you want to rp with? or we could have the kits wake up for the first time, as canonically they do it within a day or so )
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