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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 21:19:14 GMT -5
Eventually they got to the gorge."Ready?"Crowsong asked excitedly.He had never seen it while it was snowing so was very eager too. Rainsong nodded, her eyes widen with excitement as she walked up with the tom. Not even the snow that froze her whiskers, bothered her.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 31, 2018 21:51:24 GMT -5
Robinwhisper's whiskers twitched in amusement as her sister climbed out of the snow. "Oh well... Maybe we could get some hunting done." she meowed plainly, walking forward a few foxlengths before stopping dead in her tracks. Her ears were pricked for the slightest sounds of movement; she heard something rustling a few paces ahead in the snow. A sparrow, unlucky in its search for food, was sitting on the trunk of a tree untouched by snow. She flicked her tail to alert Bluepool to be mindful of the prey in front of her
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 31, 2018 21:58:52 GMT -5
@fortunata
Jasminefoot purred, lapping at Firekit's fluffy russet coat. "Of course, my love," she meowed. She noticed her daughter's tiny yawn, and laughed softly. "But first, quick nap. Lots of discoveries for such tiny girl." Jasminefoot curled up inside the nest, wrapping her tail over Firekit.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:02:38 GMT -5
Firekit gave a squeaky yawn and rested her head onto her mother's tail. She then closed her eyes and drifted away in a slumber.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:11:33 GMT -5
Crowsong looked down the gorge."After this,you'll never see anything the same way again."The tom stated.He for sure didn't.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 22:15:01 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf and Icestorm split up, hoping to catch more prey if they separated. The pinky she-cat continued stalking through the undergrowth, only finding a small finch which she quickly killed. Carrying it with her to a safe place, she glanced up and noticed the fences of the twolegplace, realizing just how far she'd strayed from her original location. Even so, she just shrugged it off. So what, she'd continue to hunt and just return. Hazelshine was on a lower branch of a tree, keeping her focus on a sparrow. It was helping keep her mind off Blackscaleβs attack. Snow dusted her pelt and sprinkled to the ground with every subtle move she made. She crept forward a few more pawsteps, then pounced, managing to kill the bird without falling off the thinner edge of the branch. She picked up the prey victoriously, then noticed Icestorm stalking through the undergrowth below her. The dusty she-cat leapt off the branch and buried her prey by the tree trunk, hoping to catch his attention. Having split away from Strawberryleaf, the grey tom'd found a pigeon and killed it quickly, sad that this was all he was managing the find. The sudden cold was driving the prey away already, though he hoped they'd be able to handle this leafbare well. Noticing movement over his shoulder, he looked over and let out a surprised purr around the feathers of the bird. Walking over to Hazelshine, he set his bird down and greeted her. "Hey, cold isn't it?? My paws are starting to freeze already."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:15:16 GMT -5
Rainsong's eyes shined with curiosity and excitement. And to think they were just talking about being background cats while everyone in the clan had adventures.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 22:22:47 GMT -5
Oscar had napped on the tree for a bit before he headed back home. He shook all the snow off of him before he crossed over to the twoleg homes. There, he noticed a She-cat. Assuming she was a kittypet, he walked up to her. βI never understand those clan cats, you know. Why do they put themselves in those circumstances?β He purred before he realized the she-cat had no collar, and how she smelled of the forest. Strawberryleaf's fur bristled as some strange looking, albeit it somewhat pretty, tom walked up to her and instantly started to talk to her about her fellow clanmates like they were weird. Narrowing her green eyes, she got in his face, claws sliding out. "Someone of us were born into it, and many we're adopted in. We're a big huge family and I wouldn't live any other way." Wrinkling her nose at the odd sweet smell of the tom, she stepped back, sticking out her tongue. "And the forest smells better than whatever's on you."
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 22:29:34 GMT -5
Heatherpaw ;; Heatherpaw arose out of the snow, spitting out snow. βBleh!β He spluttered, attempting to find his footing. He ducked as Smallpaw bounded over to him; she was spraying snow everywhere. βThanks,β he grumbled sarcastically, blundering away from the snow drift and closer to his friend. He flicked his paws a few times, trying to bring back the feeling in them. βAnd it wasnβt like I wasnβt snowy enough,β he complained, shaking out his fur once more. @small.hope Smallpaw purred with amusement. "I am tiny, I'm starting to struggle to see over the snow anyways. You can handle a couple drifts." She pointed out, jumping into a pile of snow. "I quite like the snow, it's the first time we've seen it! It's not.. warm.. it's icey hot." Clambering out, she shook off her pelt and looked at the tom over her shoulder. "Do you want to help me? I'm collecting moss for the elder's nests."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:29:43 GMT -5
Oscar put his paw on his chest, surprised that this pretty she-cat wasn't a kittypet but one of those forest cats. "Ok, first off, I smell amazing." He said with a swish of a tail. "Second, if you see them as such a family, why are you all the way over here? This isn't apart of your bloody territory. This is technically mine." He said, he eyed Strawberryleaf's claws. "Do you savage cats ever put those away???"
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 31, 2018 22:33:18 GMT -5
Hazelshine was on a lower branch of a tree, keeping her focus on a sparrow. It was helping keep her mind off Blackscaleβs attack. Snow dusted her pelt and sprinkled to the ground with every subtle move she made. She crept forward a few more pawsteps, then pounced, managing to kill the bird without falling off the thinner edge of the branch. She picked up the prey victoriously, then noticed Icestorm stalking through the undergrowth below her. The dusty she-cat leapt off the branch and buried her prey by the tree trunk, hoping to catch his attention. Having split away from Strawberryleaf, the grey tom'd found a pigeon and killed it quickly, sad that this was all he was managing the find. The sudden cold was driving the prey away already, though he hoped they'd be able to handle this leafbare well. Noticing movement over his shoulder, he looked over and let out a surprised purr around the feathers of the bird. Walking over to Hazelshine, he set his bird down and greeted her. "Hey, cold isn't it?? My paws are starting to freeze already." Pricking her ears, Hazelshine turned around and purred when she recognized Icestorm. She shook out her fur of the snow, helping it not get too heavy. βMine are, too,β she replied, twitching her whiskers in amusement. βPersonally, Iβd never set paw out here without the fluffiest fur I could grow, but you do what you must for the Clan,β she added, shrugging. She looked over his shoulder, then raised a brow. βWhere did Strawberryleaf go?β
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:37:30 GMT -5
"Shall we?"The black and gray tom asked as he started the climb down into the gorge.True as it was,he spent so much time in the gorge he practically lived there.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 22:38:57 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf snorted but put away her claws, green eyes still narrowed. He didn't seem like he'd cause her any harm. "You're a fool for not using them, not many cats are nice, me included. And they are my family, but I have to help provide for them just like any other family member. It's started to snow and get cold obviously, so the prey is running to their warm homes." She replied blandly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, which to her, it was. Shaking snow from her ears, she shifted away from the tom cat, walking around him a couple times. "You look.. interesting. Not like us, and not just in a soft kittypet way."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:45:58 GMT -5
Blackscale walked out of camp, he needed to stretch his legs. He'd been sleeping all day and the only action he had was yelling at an elder.
Rainsong nodded, "Of course." She purred and followed Crowsong.
Oscar loved talking about himself to an unhealthy level, everything the she-cat said went over his head. "Oh well that's because I'm a Bengal cat! I'm exotic." He bragged, flashing his coat. "We have very lux fur. I'm quite rare so my lovely twolegs must have giving up a leg to get me."As the forest cat studied him, he found himself studying her too. She was pretty, strange for a forest cat, and her green eyes seemed to catch the most of his attention. "You know, you have really pretty eyes. I don't get it." He said in a blunt tone.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:46:51 GMT -5
(anyone open,I have everyone but Crowsong open.But I really want to try Cornleaf,I haven't RPed him yet)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:50:22 GMT -5
Soon they got to Crowsong's favorite place in the gorge.You had to jump to it but it was a big collom(I can't spell)with a platform on the top."This is where we can watch it."
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 31, 2018 22:50:43 GMT -5
Heatherpaw ;; Heatherpaw arose out of the snow, spitting out snow. βBleh!β He spluttered, attempting to find his footing. He ducked as Smallpaw bounded over to him; she was spraying snow everywhere. βThanks,β he grumbled sarcastically, blundering away from the snow drift and closer to his friend. He flicked his paws a few times, trying to bring back the feeling in them. βAnd it wasnβt like I wasnβt snowy enough,β he complained, shaking out his fur once more. @small.hope Smallpaw purred with amusement. "I am tiny, I'm starting to struggle to see over the snow anyways. You can handle a couple drifts." She pointed out, jumping into a pile of snow. "I quite like the snow, it's the first time we've seen it! It's not.. warm.. it's icey hot." Clambering out, she shook off her pelt and looked at the tom over her shoulder. "Do you want to help me? I'm collecting moss for the elder's nests." Heatherpaw ;;
Smallpaw did have a point. He could handle a couple of drifts.. if only his fur wasn't so long. "I may be bigger than you, but my fur's longer," he quipped. Once more, he began to shake his fur out, snow flying everywhere. Hah, he thought. I'm a snow monster. Heatherpaw watched as his black-and-white friend leap into another snow pile. He wasn't sure if he agreed with her - sure, the winter landscape was dazzling - but it was the "icey-hot" he didn't like. It made his paws go numb and his fur clump up. He hated cleaning snow out of his fur; he's had to groom it out almost every passing hour. It made his tongue go numb, too. The bi-colored tom hopped over to Smallpaw, agreeing to her offer. "Sure, why not," he meowed nonchalantly. "I don't have anything better to do."
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 22:52:25 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf stopped and narrowed her oh so pretty green eyes at him, fur fluffing up again. "Pardon me? There are plenty of pretty cats in my clan, and none of us are.. 'exotic', whatever that means. I don't understand your words, your fur and size and structure are interesting, sure, but in the end you're a cat just like me. Well.. probably softer than me." Smirking, she sat down, an ear twitching. Even so, she was still interested in him. His weirdly sweet smell, his gloating, and just how odd he looked. She'd never seen another cat like him. "What does exotic mean, and what do you mean your twolegs gave a leg for you? Did you eat them?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 22:53:36 GMT -5
Soon they got to Crowsong's favorite place in the gorge.You had to jump to it but it was a big collom(I can't spell)with a platform on the top."This is where we can watch it." (brb) Rainsong nodded, she looked around the gorge. "It's nice here. It's quiet and...I like it." (I feel like all she's done is nod so far.)
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 22:58:40 GMT -5
Smallpaw shook her head, laughing. "I have short fur so I'm pretty cold, but I know if I keep moving I'll stay warm." Bounding off, she looked over her shoulder at her fellow apprentice. "Race ya! I bet I can find more moss than you." She teased, in a good mood obviously. She'd recently learned her mentor, Deerleg, had finally gotten together with Robinwhisper like she'd been hoping would happen. He deserved some happiness for Starclan's sake. Nothing could damper her mood, not even the snow and cold.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:00:03 GMT -5
(OH MY GOD,I THOUGHT THE NAME CROWSONG RANG A BELL.IT WAS THE NAME OF MY FIRST CAT.AND IT ALSO WON ME 30 DOLLARS.)
"I like it too."Crowsong replied.He did really liked this place,sometimes he wanted to just move into it."Too bad I don't live here.(I feel you,I say "chuckled"and something with "chuck"it in at least 30 times a day)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:02:00 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf stopped and narrowed her oh so pretty green eyes at him, fur fluffing up again. "Pardon me? There are plenty of pretty cats in my clan, and none of us are.. 'exotic', whatever that means. I don't understand your words, your fur and size and structure are interesting, sure, but in the end you're a cat just like me. Well.. probably softer than me." Smirking, she sat down, an ear twitching. Even so, she was still interested in him. His weirdly sweet smell, his gloating, and just how odd he looked. She'd never seen another cat like him. "What does exotic mean, and what do you mean your twolegs gave a leg for you? Did you eat them?" Oscar laughed, "Well by exotic, it means I'm not from here. I was born in a very tropical place...I miss it sometimes. But when I was a kit, I was taken from my littermates and put in this weird bird that flew me and a few other animals across the land. I don't remember most of it but I do remember my owner picking me up at a station with a bunch of twolegs." He curled his tail around him, he was hardly a moon when all of it happened, "When she brought me home, I noticed I was the only one here like...this. My height, my fur, everything about me is rare. I eventually learned that twolegs love cats like me but only the wealthy ones tend to get me." Oscar jingled his tag with his paw, he would get lonely often as other kittypets were scared of his looks. Some called him a jaguar but he had no idea what that was. "AND I WOULD NEVER EAT MY TWOLEG'S LEGS!" He sobbed.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 23:09:19 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf listened, interested in the answer to her question. It sounded like an odd and somewhat scary story, to her at least. Snorting as he ended his story almost comically, she shook out her pelt. "You look kinda like the the cats from Leopardclan." She murmured, gazing over his spotty pelt. She'd heard stories of cats that looked like him, just much much bigger. "Just.. smaller. Expectedly. I'm Strawberryleaf, and you are, kittypet?" She introduced herself curiously, wondering if maybe he was a Leopardclan descendant, though he said he came from a tropical place, sounded warm.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:13:52 GMT -5
(OH MY GOD,I THOUGHT THE NAME CROWSONG RANG A BELL.IT WAS THE NAME OF MY FIRST CAT.AND IT ALSO WON ME 30 DOLLARS.) "I like it too."Crowsong replied.He did really liked this place,sometimes he wanted to just move into it."Too bad I don't live here.(I feel you,I say "chuckled"and something with "chuck"it in at least 30 times a day) (Lol That catβs lucky!) βYou could runaway from the clan.β Rainsong joked, βA live here. Of course I would know youβd go here.β She laid down and licked her tired paws.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:16:38 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf listened, interested in the answer to her question. It sounded like an odd and somewhat scary story, to her at least. Snorting as he ended his story almost comically, she shook out her pelt. "You look kinda like the the cats from Leopardclan." She murmured, gazing over his spotty pelt. She'd heard stories of cats that looked like him, just much much bigger. "Just.. smaller. Expectedly. I'm Strawberryleaf, and you are, kittypet?" She introduced herself curiously, wondering if maybe he was a Leopardclan descendant, though he said he came from a tropical place, sounded warm. βStrawberry-LEAF?β He stretched out the last part of her name, βThat sounds weird...Iβll call you Strawberry. Iβm Oscar. And Iβve never heard of Leopardclan, there are more of you?β Oscar didnβt want to admit it but he was always curious of the clan life style. Was there really something there that he wasnβt seeing.
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Post by πΉπͺπ»π½π΅π π¬π΅πΈπΎππ on Jul 31, 2018 23:16:56 GMT -5
Smallpaw shook her head, laughing. "I have short fur so I'm pretty cold, but I know if I keep moving I'll stay warm." Bounding off, she looked over her shoulder at her fellow apprentice. "Race ya! I bet I can find more moss than you." She teased, in a good mood obviously. She'd recently learned her mentor, Deerleg, had finally gotten together with Robinwhisper like she'd been hoping would happen. He deserved some happiness for Starclan's sake. Nothing could damper her mood, not even the snow and cold. Heatherpaw ;;
Heatherpaw glanced at Smallpaw's short pelt, half-envying it, half being relieved he didn't have it. At least he wasn't as cold as she would be, like she pointed out. He looked up after her, blinking away snow that had been cast into the air by the she-cat's running paws. "Hopefully all this snow won't drag me down!" The competitive side of his personality was showing and he dashed off, ignoring the face that his paws were numb. He bounded around, not turning around to see if she was following. The apprentice headed for a part of the woods he knew was abundant in moss; he prayed it wasn't completely covered in snow.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:18:05 GMT -5
"Yes,and then you could have a prophecy centered towards you."Crowsong joked back,not trying to upset her.He started licking his leg. (three days later.One of Rain will kill you all.Hmmm...)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:27:09 GMT -5
βI think having a prophecy centered around you is too much work.β Rainsong said, she noticed snow on Crowsongβs cheek. βYouβre still covered in snow.β She said and licked come of it off.
(Lol Crowsong you jinxed it!)
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Post by small.hope on Jul 31, 2018 23:29:50 GMT -5
Strawberryleaf shook her head, growling. "No, Strawberryleaf. It's my name. Named for my fur like the berry, and leaf for the green of my eyes and my climbing abilities. Strawberryleaf is me, all the way. I'm more than just strawberry. My name is my pride and joy, just like the rest of us!" Jumping to her paws, her fur bristled proudly, eyes glowing. "I worked hard for it." She huffed, narrowing her eyes at him. "We're called Groveclan. Leopardclan is one of the three ancient clans. There's Leopardclan, the spotted ones. Lionclan, the maned ones. And Tigerclan, the striped ones. They were huge cats that once ruled the lands, glorious and proud! We may only be normal cats in Groveclan, but we're glorious and proud too." She nodded roughly, her youth showing in her words and excited actions.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2018 23:32:23 GMT -5
(what happened to Spottyclan?Who gets the ref)
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