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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 13:08:06 GMT -5
"You doing well?" Loudstep questioned, as he confronted Blackscale as he left hte medicine den. His muddy-colored fur was fluffed up against the cold, and he looked almost comical as he collected snow upon his back, head and ears slowly. "I'd recommend staying in the medicine den with this snow."
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 13:10:37 GMT -5
Rainsong β
Petalpaw Dreamwave β
Autumnpaw Robinwhisper β
Paintpaw Rosestorm β
Plumpaw Crookedpounce β
Nightpaw Sunstep β
Crowpaw Skystar β
Cobwebpaw Duskwhisker β
Tricklepaw Deerleg β
Smallpaw Cornleaf β
Specklepaw Goldenstrike β
Frostpaw Whitenettle β
Kestrelpaw Stormshadow β
Shellpaw Remember who mentors whom, everyone! We can't have 40 moon-old apprentices, so please keep up with them!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 13:16:55 GMT -5
βIβm fine.β Blackscale said, he wanted to get used to the cold now, especially this new state. βBesides Iβm hungry.β He said to the elder and walked over to the pile. He nudged the prey around, looking for something to eat. Specially a fish, Blackscale couldnβt stand the taste of prey with fur, he tolerated birds and snakes. But mice and rabbits werenβt something he went out of his way to eat. He sighed as there was none, nothing seemed to be going well for him this past moon.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 30, 2018 13:29:33 GMT -5
While rolling her eyes, Bluepool tapped her sister's shoulder with her paw. "You know what I meant!" she exclaimed. Following her gesture, Bluepool nodded. "Sure thing, why not? Let's go ahead and go." As she went towards the camp entrance, she could feel her paw pads flattening the fresh, soft snow under-paw as she walked. Robinwhisper looked around the clearing, a slight feeling of dread rising within her. The freshly lain snow may have been glittery and pretty to look at, but she couldn't help wonder the trials it would bring as she prepared to bring kits into the world. She tried not to show her worry, however, and keep a steady pace behind her sister.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 13:31:20 GMT -5
Having noticed Robinwhisper looking around, her heart dropped. Bluepool figured that her sister felt burdened enough, and with Leafbare here to welcome the kits, she felt even more worried. At the same time, she was determined to do whatever it took to keep her sister and her new kin happy and healthy through the cold season. "Don't worry," she mumbled, staying close beside her.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 13:33:07 GMT -5
"Hey, Blackscale, this isn't the season to be picky," Loudstep meowed evenly, his raspy voice louder as he broke the silence from falling snow. "If you want to get to see Greenleaf again, you'll have to brighten p that outlook of yours." He went over to the pile, picked up the first piece of prey he touched--a vole--and tossed it to the tom.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 13:43:27 GMT -5
Blackscale ignored the elder, he was used to cats trying to put him in his place but he always hated when it was from elders. βWhy donβt you just go back into your den before your bones freeze.β He gave a low growl though he still sounded weak from the attack. He ignored the vole and picked up a bird instead. He ripped up the feathers and spat them near the elder and began eating the bird.
Firekit noticed the two cats by the pile and hopped over the snow to see them. She appeared underneath the elder. She felt warmer as she pressed against the elderβs fur. She noticed Blackscale for the first time, she wrinkled her nose in disgust as she saw his face.
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 30, 2018 13:51:41 GMT -5
Petaldusk / Meadowbreeze ;;
βSo cold...β The she-cat fluffed her multi-colored pelt against the chilly air. The days seemed to be getting shorter, dimmer, and colder, much to her dismay. Petaldusk enjoyed the warm months and has never liked being cold. Even though her fur could insulate her some, the weather was quite bitter. Next to her was her sister, Meadowbreeze. She didnβt mind as much as Petaldusk, and she has the shorter fur. Meadowbreeze huffed in amusement at her sibling, flicking her with her tail. βYou shouldnβt be complaining. Your fur is longer that mine. Imagine how I feel?β Petaldusk rolled her blue eyes. βYeah, yeah, I know. I just donβt like it as much as you do.β Her sister nodded in agreement, taking a lick at her right paw.
Heatherpaw ;;
In attempt to warm himself, the small brown-and-white tom curled his fluffy tail around his body. He shivered each time the cold wind blew, the bitter air seeping into his body. βWell, itβs better than being sweltering hot,β he muttered to himself, shifting his paws. He had just eaten and was pretty energized, ready to go out and run around.
(does anyone have a mentor for heatherpaw? )
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 30, 2018 13:56:08 GMT -5
Robinwhisper shook her head furiously. "Me, worried? Nah." she threw a mischevious smile at her sister, and her voice was light and playful. She didn't want to worry Bluepool."Where you wanna go?" She stretched out her body, flicking snow off each paw as she stepped. She hated the feeling of snow melting on her paws.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 30, 2018 13:57:05 GMT -5
Petaldusk / Meadowbreeze ;; βSo cold...β The she-cat fluffed her multi-colored pelt against the chilly air. The days seemed to be getting shorter, dimmer, and colder, much to her dismay. Petaldusk enjoyed the warm months and has never liked being cold. Even though her fur could insulate her some, the weather was quite bitter. Next to her was her sister, Meadowbreeze. She didnβt mind as much as Petaldusk, and she has the shorter fur. Meadowbreeze huffed in amusement at her sibling, flicking her with her tail. βYou shouldnβt be complaining. Your fur is longer that mine. Imagine how I feel?β Petaldusk rolled her blue eyes. βYeah, yeah, I know. I just donβt like it as much as you do.β Her sister nodded in agreement, taking a lick at her right paw. Heatherpaw ;; In attempt to warm himself, the small brown-and-white tom curled his fluffy tail around his body. He shivered each time the cold wind blew, the bitter air seeping into his body. βWell, itβs better than being sweltering hot,β he muttered to himself, shifting his paws. He had just eaten and was pretty energized, ready to go out and run around. (does anyone have a mentor for heatherpaw? ) (( thrushwing can be his mentor; she has no apprentice))
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 30, 2018 14:30:42 GMT -5
Petaldusk / Meadowbreeze ;; βSo cold...β The she-cat fluffed her multi-colored pelt against the chilly air. The days seemed to be getting shorter, dimmer, and colder, much to her dismay. Petaldusk enjoyed the warm months and has never liked being cold. Even though her fur could insulate her some, the weather was quite bitter. Next to her was her sister, Meadowbreeze. She didnβt mind as much as Petaldusk, and she has the shorter fur. Meadowbreeze huffed in amusement at her sibling, flicking her with her tail. βYou shouldnβt be complaining. Your fur is longer that mine. Imagine how I feel?β Petaldusk rolled her blue eyes. βYeah, yeah, I know. I just donβt like it as much as you do.β Her sister nodded in agreement, taking a lick at her right paw. Heatherpaw ;; In attempt to warm himself, the small brown-and-white tom curled his fluffy tail around his body. He shivered each time the cold wind blew, the bitter air seeping into his body. βWell, itβs better than being sweltering hot,β he muttered to himself, shifting his paws. He had just eaten and was pretty energized, ready to go out and run around. (does anyone have a mentor for heatherpaw? ) (( thrushwing can be his mentor; she has no apprentice)) ( sounds good to me! )
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 30, 2018 14:40:07 GMT -5
((okay, Thrushwing is out of camp rn with one of Brokennose's characters. ))
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 30, 2018 14:47:51 GMT -5
( thatβs fine )
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 14:48:23 GMT -5
Rolling his eyes in disgust, Loudstep flicked a clump of snow onto Blackscale. "Watch your tongue. I don't blame poor Daisypaw for getting upset with you. You act like a rolling piece of fox-dung. All we need is a grumpy cat like you affecting the mood of the clan in Leafbare," he huffed, turning with his tail high away from the tom, kicking up another lump of snow as he walked away.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 14:58:22 GMT -5
When Loudstep kicked the first piece of snow, Blackscale sank his claws into the birdβs stomach, keeping himself from attacking the elder. But after the second lump of snow was kicked at him, he snarled and swiped at the elderβs back legs. Firekit gave a squeal, βHey!β and scurried from the tom, she tripped over herself and rolled into a lump of snow. Blackscaleβs fur was high as he snatched up his bird and walked away to the other side of the camp. He laid down and finished it quietly, his tail lashed out at any cat that bothered coming near him.
(I havenβt rp a kit in a long time, Firekit is two moons so would she be talking by now?)
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 30, 2018 15:20:52 GMT -5
( anyone available to rp with petaldusk or meadowbreeze/ both? )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:23:43 GMT -5
(I have my kittypet Oscar open.)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 15:29:22 GMT -5
I have Deerleg, Flightwhisker, Opalheart, Quailwish, and Dreamwave open lol]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 15:31:50 GMT -5
"Uh, we can just go near the stream bed," she said. "No, I won't be swimming in it. I'm not mouse-brained." She huffed, thinking about being swept away by the dirty water, sinking under the current. She'd have to wait until it warmed again to return to swimming. "I don't want to head too far from camp."
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 15:34:10 GMT -5
Noticing the two siblings near each other, Quailwish padded over to them both, nodding her head and sitting beside them. "Unpleasant weather we're having, isn't it?" she laughed, though feeling anything but cheery. She too was poofed up against the weather, and didn't enjoy being outside of her nest at the moment, but she didn't want to laze around all day.
[Yeah Firekit can be talking now lol]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 30, 2018 15:35:30 GMT -5
Loudstep spun around and hissed, but didn't speak again as the tom had left. His tail flicked angrily, wondering if he should speak to Skystar about the whole thing. He was a dangerous cat, and risked himself getting banished if he continued behavior like that, especially towards elders and medicine cats. He huffed and returned the elders den.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:40:19 GMT -5
(weclom cloudy)
"Ok."Crowsong replied.He dropped his rabbits into the hole that Rainsong had dug.After they'd dropped them in and covered them up,he asked,"You ready to go."
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 30, 2018 15:46:56 GMT -5
Petaldusk / Meadowbreeze ;;
Petaldusk blinked up at Quailwish, her whiskers twitching. βHaha,β she falsely laughed. βEven with my fluffy fur, Iβm still freezing my pelt off!β Meadowbreeze rolled her yellow eyes at her sister, chuckling. βYouβre so dramatic,β she teased. The dilute tortoiseshell looked back at Quailwish, then stood and stretched. βHow about we get out of camp? Go hunting to warm ourselves up?β She shook out her fur of snow, then shoved a quivering Petaldusk up and out of the snow. βYouβve got clumps of snow in your fur again, Petaldusk,β she pointed out. Her sister gave her a look of exasperation, then growled, βThanks, Miss Obvious.β
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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 30, 2018 15:50:40 GMT -5
Stormtangle giggled as the tom batted her over the ear, playfully swiping back at him. "I'm glad to hear it. Skystar mentioned at the gathering that there might be a sickness going around, so I just wanted to make sure you were alright." She shivered as a cold wind suddenly blustered into the medicine den, causing her to press closer to Softlight. "I guess leafbare really is here," she meowed, enjoying the warmth of his soft fur. "But I hate the cold." ( Mosshail just in case you missed this!)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:50:58 GMT -5
"Oh, well alright. You two might want to find somewhere soon, what with Leafbare..." she trailed off, a shudder coursing through her. Memories of an orange tabby pelt and freshly lain snow flashed through her mind, the biting cold still fresh in her mind as if it were happening no. "I was a loner.. as a kit." she whispered, "Leafbare is hard, as I'm sure you know." her amber eyes flashed with sadness. "We're thinking of making a home,if not over the border,at the bottom of the gorge."Chipmunk replied."It has water and enough prey to last us."He went on to explain."And if we go deep enough into a cave carved from the water and snow,he can keep warm."He liked the idea of it.Just days away from his friends.And only the occasional predator.
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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 30, 2018 15:52:31 GMT -5
(I have my kittypet Oscar open.) (I have Autumnpaw open if you would like to rp?)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:53:54 GMT -5
(Where is Skystar btw? I feel like none of my cats ever met him. Lol) Rainsong went next to Crowsong, her fur brushed against his, βYeah.β She said with the flick of her tail.
Firekit followed the Loudstep and bit the elderβs tail to get his attention, βWhatβs his deal? Is it because heβs ugly?β She mewed loudly and sat down with snow covering her ginger fur.
Blackscale finished up his bird but remained at the spot he was in. He looked back at the elderβs den, he felt anger towards Loudstep but he wished he hadnβt lashed out. βLeave him be...βHe told himself and placed his head on his paws. His face was more used to the cold now as snow flakes began to build up on it. His whiskers began to stiffen as well. Blackscale was never used to the cold, his old clan never saw snow like this. It would only snow very lightly. This was the first time since Blackscale joined the clan that heβd seen snow like this.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 15:55:47 GMT -5
(I have my kittypet Oscar open.) (I have Autumnpaw open if you would like to rp?) (Ok.) Oscar purred as he felt the cold brush against his newly groomed marbled fur. He loved snow and was glad that his owner allowed him to venture out during this time. He crossed he thunderpath without any trouble and headed into the Groveclan territory. His collar ran as he walked.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 30, 2018 16:09:50 GMT -5
((Goldenstrike and Hazelshine are open))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2018 16:10:31 GMT -5
(Hey Nissa ^^)
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