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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:21:10 GMT -5
(yes, yes you are. but we love you all the same soul XD kit thing, cos kits are cute XD)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:21:27 GMT -5
(Plus; woo hoo! 30 pages!)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:27:25 GMT -5
(Would you like to reply to my last post? )
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 22:34:45 GMT -5
Batpaw gulped, not sure how to answer at first... Partially because he didn't really know himself? He had been an apprentince for not even a moon, only recently was he freed from the shackles of the medicine cats den. "Uhm... Well... Good I guess..." He answered, though it was hardly much of one. Pushing past his fears momentarily, he continued. "I'm not really friends with anyone though..." He slept the furthest away from the group of apprentices. It made the night's colder, but he was more comfortable that way. His den mates were friendly enough, but the three of them all seemed to have a bond that it just seemed like Batpaw could never have... "I get tired a lot..." He admitted what Stonewhisper likely would have already deduced herself, after witnessing her apprentice fatigued almost to the point of collapsing after their one battle training session. All things considered though he did rather okay! He was rusty in a lot of spots, but he was quickly getting crafty with how to go about surprising an opponent, and reaching their blind spot. He was still slow in execution, but with enough time he would show true promise.
Once they were out of camp and away from the gaze of others Mothflutter felt safe to drift towards him again. Her tail subconsciously went to twine with his, but instead it swirled around his cute little stump. "I know..." Mothflutter sighed, ears flattening as she thought back to last night. "I don't blame you for being upset at all, I was just as furious, I guess I'm just bad at showing." She laughed lightly, trying to take a page from her brothers book and spin some light on the situation with good humor. Even though the situation was very dark. Like Neetleclaw said... How were they going to connect with StarClan? Were they still going to look out for them? What happened when a cat died? They needed to find a new connection with StarClan, or they needed a miracle. Mothflutter tightened her tail around his smaller one comfortingly. "No matter what, it'll be okay..." She murmured, voice ringing with a genuine tone.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:35:37 GMT -5
(Want to join in kit cuteness tox?)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 22:35:53 GMT -5
(SCOUTKIT TIME! ;O; ;O; ;O;)
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Post by вєвє on May 31, 2018 22:38:46 GMT -5
OCC: Hey guys!!! How was everyone's day?
RP:
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:39:47 GMT -5
(Pretty good breeze, what about you?)
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Post by вєвє on May 31, 2018 22:48:07 GMT -5
OCC: Im good it was a good day which has been rare in rl. Work and here are the only times i can escape from reality.
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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 22:51:03 GMT -5
(I'm gonna be real right now, I've never roleplayed newborn kits, so forgive me if I'm a lil wobbly for a bit here, am working out this never approached position before LOL)
Blind and virtually helpless on all levels, the tiny russet colored female squirmed at her mother's belly, the pungent scent of herbs tickling her nose though it did little to stop her suckling. Soon enough, however, the overwhelming warmth of both her mother and the number of siblings she could not yet know calmed her small form, though half buried beneath the other mounds of fur. Soft mewls escaped her only when she lost her chosen source of milk, rolling and squirming her soft little body until she had reclaimed her place, body comically contorted around one of her siblings in an effort to remain the boss of that particular section of her mother's belly. Despite the nature of being premature, she at least seemed to have the will, if not stubbornness, of any newborn set on filling it's belly and little else.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 22:58:52 GMT -5
(that was way too cute XD one of the main reasons I love rping queens and kits, the cuteness and heart melting descriptions)
Fighting to keep her eyes open and alert so she could make sure her kits continued to be ok, that coupled with the fact she didnt entirely trust the clan outside to leave their old leader alone with her newborns. The inexperienced mother twitched her ears when she saw the tiny shekit’s plight, using her nose to very gently press the newborn closer to the curve of her belly with a soft purr. “Shh little one, your ok, I’m here.” She promised quietly, despite the dire circumstances the adoration for her tiny kits came from her in waves. Using her hind leg to guide the five kits close to her stomach and help the weak little ones remain there without fear of losing their space at her belly, she let out a rumbling purr. Whilst she may have been very inexperienced around kits, especially ones of this age. Her instincts and love drove her to do what she could to keep them warm fed and safe.
Splashkit, the smallest of her siblings was curled contently between Berrykit and Scoutkit, her nose buried deep in her mother’s underbelly, nursing without making all too much noise. Half buried in the fur that Copperstar had used to create them a nest. The tiny kit squeaked a little when Berrykit sqauirmeed beside her, causing the weak kitten to become unmatched from her mother and she panicked for a split second. Every instinct telling her to stay at her mother’s belly regardless of what happened. However, her mother soon placed her back in her spot, and the shekit continued happily.
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 23:06:02 GMT -5
SOO SORRY! BACK))
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 23:06:50 GMT -5
i got caught up in cleaning my room ;-; ))
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 23:11:40 GMT -5
Scoutkit pummeled his abnormally bigger paws at his mother's belly as he suckled, blind and defenseless he knew only of his mother's scent, her source of milk. His grey fur was messy and fluffy, body warmed by his siblings that lay around him. He felt Berrykit wiggle on top of him, making his fluffy headfur flatten. He wiggled under her, she wasn't crushing him, but then again it wasn't particularly comfortable to have your sister laying on you. He used his hing legs to kick weakly and squirm, a tiny high pitched mewl escaping him that was partially muffled by Berrykit.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 23:18:18 GMT -5
Grinning, even if it was only to herself that she was speaking, as the five kits contently nursing beside her hardly knew anything beside her scent and the world inside their dark little home. “Get on with your sister, little one,” she purred burying her nose into his thin fur with a purr. “We’re stuck together for quite a while,” she said quietly sadness echoing from her tone as she cast her gaze around the small, dark den. No condition to raise a litter under, but she had no choice in the matter. Licking him between the ears, before very gently lifting Scoutkit up and moving him out from under his sister with a chuckle. Careful not to disturb him too much, knowing he probably wouldn’t take to being disturbed from his suckling all too well. She positioned them as best as she could, a difficult task considering how many kits she had to nurse. “There, bit better I think.”
”Hush little one,” she spoke kindly. Dragging her coarse tongue across the little russet shekit, a move with dual purposes. To soothe her daughter and to clean her of the blood and bits of fur clinging to her tiny frame. “You’re ok, I’m right here you sweet little thing.” Guiding the little kit to a gap she could inhabit easier.
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Post by вєвє on May 31, 2018 23:25:05 GMT -5
OCC:
RP: By the end of his shift over Copperstar Darkpaw had grown quite tired, especially when his sister tried to enter without permission from their leader Cavegrowl. He almost lashed out at her when she attempted to push by. Luckily their mother stopped her telling Cloudpaw to not disobey a warriors command though she reprimanded Darkpaw for his rough actions. Darkpaw didnt care he was obeying his orders that were given to only him, almost a year old he was facing his sixth moon being an apprentice and he was doing well in his training. He was also the biggest out of his sibling and one of the largest apprentices at the time, he knew he could prove his worth to his leader and didnt care who got in his way.
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 23:28:35 GMT -5
(Gotta start young. XD)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 23:29:53 GMT -5
i got bored and wanted a random catb but it turns out i made a queen...WHYY))
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 23:30:01 GMT -5
(apple, sorry but we would be drowning in kits, I’m going to have to say no to her being a queen)
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Post by applecreek on May 31, 2018 23:32:08 GMT -5
mk. it was supposed to originally be a tom but i said `` fudge it. ;-;``))
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 23:40:41 GMT -5
(Trying to imagine how Copperstar’s comes up with the name Scoutkit when it’s kind of an odd name XD I was thinking ‘maybe he does something that gives her the idea!’ And then I wasn’t like... How would he? Lol!)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 23:46:22 GMT -5
(that was my thinking, or maybe copper’s mum was a scout___?)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 23:47:31 GMT -5
(That’s a cuteness idea actually <3 And he finds like a caterpillar!)
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