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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 12:12:00 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 12:12:48 GMT -5
(Falconwing should you get the chance would owl be able to provide medical attention to little Splashkit? XD)
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Post by Stillanonion on Jun 7, 2018 12:48:11 GMT -5
(Hey guys I just got back whats going on)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 12:50:10 GMT -5
(splashkit, berrykit and willowkit cuteness, they're currently very in need of nursing. for the record Splashkit is going to be a stubborn forum unfriendly word so Petalfur would be useful if you would?)
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Post by Stillanonion on Jun 7, 2018 13:00:07 GMT -5
(Sure I'll have type up a post in a bit)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 13:04:40 GMT -5
(I'll be waiting eagerly XD)
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 7, 2018 13:06:24 GMT -5
(Gotcha)
Cavegrowl just raised his lips to Petalfur. "It wasn't me who hurt the kits. It was Copperstar. She chose to put them in danger, and this is the result", the large grey tom hissed. Quickly catching sight of Owlswoop messing with some herbs at the entrance of his den the new clan leader called him over. "Owlswoop! Come tend to the kits", he meowed loudly and before turning and walking away he shot a sharp glance to Petalfur as if to say 'Satisfied!?'. Turning away the tom stalked off to organize hunting patrols.
Owlswoop had been sorting herbs in the daylight and allowing certain ones to sit out to help them dry out. He had been in his own little world completely focused when he heard Cavegrowl hollar at him from across the camp. Quickly looking up at the sound of his name and he could see Copperstar being dragged away by Whiteflame and Cavegrowl confronting Petalfur. The old tom assumed that their leader had decided to move the kits right away and that there had been a scuffle over the kits. Grabbing a small bundle of herbs he quickly bounded over to them and started to assess the kits, starting with Splashkit.
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Post by Stillanonion on Jun 7, 2018 13:11:45 GMT -5
Petalfur glared after Cavegrowl before turning and following Owlswoop to the nursery all the time watching him with distaste. She settled into the nest gathering her kits and Copperstars towards her, guiding the younger ones to her teats so they could nurse.
(Sorry it's short I'm kinda tiered again)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 13:16:04 GMT -5
(no worries, I hope you're doing ok Dark)
A mewl slipped from the tiny kittens voice when she was yanked away from her sister, paws scrambling in a terrified attempt to rejoin her sister, panicked that she wouldn't find the familiarity again, as she'd already lost her mother. "Mama," Splashkit begged for her mother in panic as she was put at the medicine cat's paws with a thump. The kitten whimpered, scared and hurting she didn't know what to think of this new position. Continuing to cry for her mother, too small to understand anything of what was going on, and in a lot of pain from her wounds in spite of Willowkit's sweet attempts to soothe her.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 7, 2018 13:24:19 GMT -5
"Be still little one", Owlswoop meowed gently as he gently licked her pelt to soothe the frighten kitten and to also clan of it's wounds. Quickly putting a little dab of chewed up oak leaves on the little kits cuts, the old tabby tom then gently picked her up and set her in the middle of her siblings at Petalfurs belly to suckle. He then looked over the kits and after finding they were fine he looked to Petalfur. "Here take this it will help increase your milk supply", he meowed setting down some borage leaves at her front paws. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt at all?", He asked his tone full of concern for the queen.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 13:29:39 GMT -5
Returning to amidst her siblings with a weak mewl, herbs doing little to help her pain and the scent of the strange herbs which now laced her pelt only confused the newborn. Pushing herself between her siblings and the new strangers, hopeful when she scented the familiar smell of milk. Hoping that their mother had returned to them at last, only to mewl in confusion when she at last reached the queen's belly to find it was a strange scent that she didn't recognise. Pushing away from the queen, Splashkit squirmed through the moss in search of her mother's scent with a begging mewling sound.
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Post by Stillanonion on Jun 7, 2018 13:34:34 GMT -5
(Yeah it's just been a long day again and I've been having troubles sleeping)
The she-cat lapped up the herbs cringing slightly at the bitter tang they held to them. Petalfur looked up at Owlswoop as he spoke, her eyes softening this old tom hadn't known what these brutes were going to do to the poor little kits "No" she meowed "I...I just don't know why they had to hurt the kits" she admitted with a sigh "I know Copperstar provoked them but they didn't have to..." She murmured, bending her head down and nuzzling Splashkit gently "Hush little one it'll be ok just drink up and get strong" she whispered to the kit.
Reedkit watched from the other side of the young kits his eyes shining with worry "Mama will they die?" he squeaked fear lacing his voice.
Petalfur purred grooming the fur in between her sons fur "No little one I'm sure they'll be fine" she meowed quietly "Now settle down and try to go to bed you've had a stressful day"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 13:41:10 GMT -5
Squirming weakly, the tiny kit was stubborn and scared. Her only experience with scents other than her mother and siblings until now had been from someone who had hurt her, no matter how her hunger bit at her belly and instincts told her to take whatever chance she had to nurse. Splashkit remained still in the nest with a whimper, as though scared anything she did would cause her more pain. Not understanding what had happened to her, and now terrified of any scents which weren't that of her mother and littermates, she burrowed into the moss with a whimper when she was unable to find her mother. The soft mewling sound still coming from her desperate throat.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 7, 2018 13:54:10 GMT -5
Owlswoop sighed and sat himself down in slight defeat. "I don't know either. It feels as if Copseclan is falling apart from the inside out. I have not received back single word from Starclan in a very long time. I don't know what to do..." He admitted needing to vent to a trusted friend. He truly wanted what's best for the clan and he thought that if Copperstar was no longer leader then the clan would be better off. However with Copperstar now gone it seemed as if the clan was in a way worse state.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 14:07:25 GMT -5
(not entirely sure how to reply till dg returns)
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Post by Stillanonion on Jun 7, 2018 15:13:56 GMT -5
(Heyyy sorry I was eating!)
Petalfur felt all resentment of the old tabby medicine cat she could have had fade as she remembered her old friend "I'm sure if starclan needs to or...can say anything they'd go straight to you" she purred, reaching out and touching her nose to Owlswoops shoulder comfortingly "I know that everyone thought Cavegrowl could take over while we sorted out this issue with Copperstar but...to be totally honest I think of him as lower than crow-food at this point" she murmured, Petalfur had never been one to try and hide her feelings and never would. Looking down at Splashkit she searched her mind desperately for a way to get the tiny thing to nurse, she knew Splashkit most likley wouldn't be able to understand her but this was the only conclusion her mind could come to at the time "Don't worry" she murmured "I'm your mamas friend" the she-cat let out a soft purr as she remembered the days she and Copperstar would share tongues in the evening, she could already see so much of the leaders stubbornness in this little she-cat.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 15:22:03 GMT -5
(How dare you! that's just rude XD)
Her little black and orange ears twitched a little at the familiar sound of 'mama,' it confused her for this shecat most certainly wasn't the scent she'd come to know as mama, but all the same it made her curious. At last the tiny bundle of fluff, coat still matted a little from her own blood squirmed forward with a quiet, nervous mewling sound. Tiny paws kneading uncertainly at Petalfur's underbelly, its true the shecat did somehow smell a little of her mother, a scent which now felt like a distant memory to the tiny, day old kitten. At last she gave into the drive to find nourishment, and burried her tiny muzzle into the queen's underbelly. Finding a teat to latch onto, and taking it within her mouth and sucking on it. Probably a little too hard to be comfortable, but the tiny kit was starving. Her mother's own milk had begun to fail from the queen's hunger in the past couple of days, so the shekit's belly had been empty as it was. Splashkit let out a quiet mewl, nuzzling close as she suckled hard. Trying to fill her very empty belly.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 7, 2018 15:36:36 GMT -5
Owlswoop listened to the queens words and was surprised by her bluntness. "Just be sure that Cavegrowls loyalists don't hear you say that", he advised touching his tail to her back tankful for her words. "I wish to seek out Starclan about the matter of leadership but I cannot before the Star Place is destroyed. Cavegrowl cant even go to receive his nine lives because of it... which might work in our favor..", the old tom spaced out as he slowly began to think of a plan.
(I do not actually have a plan. Storm did you maybe wanna do a time skip to like four moons? The kits will be older then and that's when Owlswoop has figured out how to possibly rid the clan on Cavegrowl and Hazefall? The two leaders can have also have expanded the territory killing cats to take control of more land. )
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 15:40:39 GMT -5
(Potentially when more people are on and also; aww, I love roleplaying tiny kits, plus I'd like to finish with Stormchaser and Copperstar first XD we'll see what the others want to do, but I agree with evil plans going down XD)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 16:06:02 GMT -5
(I had self control and waited a whole two weeks before making a new clan! woohoo! Made a new clan though XD)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 16:26:18 GMT -5
(XD wanna rp soul?)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 16:55:56 GMT -5
(Cool???)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 17:34:01 GMT -5
(bump?)
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Post by Detoxx on Jun 7, 2018 17:44:09 GMT -5
(Heya! Where can I drop in? Are we skipping to kit cuteness or is there more sadness to sulk through? XD)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 17:50:27 GMT -5
(Scoutkit can join us if you’d like, and more cuteness for now. I’m a sucker for cuteness)
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Post by Detoxx on Jun 7, 2018 17:59:46 GMT -5
Scoutkit avidly squealed in protest as he was ushered towards the kind Petalfur's belly. He smelled her, nose twitching as he nestled into her fur, but he knew this wasn't mama. This wasn't the smell that he associated with her. "Ma!" He yowled, barely forming words as his weak, feeble paws fought to try to stand and run to the very faint, dusty trail of her scent. He could find her, if she couldn't find him he would find her! He fought desperately to crawl, but his legs lacked the strength to stand. He lay on the nursery floor on his stomach, front paws outstretched towards where Hazefall was shoving her back in her prison with a vicious snarl.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 18:03:42 GMT -5
Splashkit let out a frustrated squeak when she felt Scoutkit squirm around her, the tiniest of the kits struggled to remain latched on as it was and her belly was still quite empty, or at least in her opinion it was next to empty. The bundle of black, orange and white fur nestled close to her brother, not understanding anything that was going on, but remembering how her mother had acted to calm them and trying to copy that. Cuddling close to the tom as she continued to suckle hungrily at this strange shecat's belly. Tiny paws kneading as deep into her belly as she could get, a little whimper slipping from her lips as she fell back from the queen and curled up. Still hungry but for now too weak to continue, but at the very least she'd gained some nourishment.
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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 Jun 7, 2018 18:19:31 GMT -5
It may have been an unfamiliar scent but Berrykit seemed to have found few complaints in squirming against the warm belly bearing the milky scent of food. She quickly latched on and began suckling with little protest, her small paws kneding the softness of Petalfur's belly despite her not at all being the mother she had known only a short time ago. Nevertheless, her desire for food greatly outweighed any protests and, if anything, she may have feared be stripped away from yet another comforting form.
Willowkit bore no protests in joining the younger kits in feeding, even so he seemed partially distracted as if somehow trying to be wary of the smaller bodies, perhaps making sure they weren't having trouble beside his larger form. Though he suckled, he stopped many times to peek back at the tiny bodies, occasionally offering a light lick of his tongue over. However he soon became distracted by the tiny form of Scoutkit, moving away from eating as if wanting to continue trying to help in someway. Scampering over to the little 'adventurer', the dilute colored cat rasped his tongue over the kit, attempting to nudge it back towards his mother -- though there was little doubt he couldn't understand it's persistence to leave.
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