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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 17, 2018 0:00:19 GMT -5
(ello! i'm online for the rest of the night)
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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 17, 2018 0:16:07 GMT -5
Stormtangle blinked open her eyes, her expression lighting up as Softlight entered the den. Purring weakly, the she-cat slowly and carefully redjusted herself so she was better propped up. Even the simple gesture hurt, but she was grateful for Daisypaw's care. "Hey Softlight," she said, happy to see the tom for the first time since her accident.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 0:40:29 GMT -5
Paintpaw gently leaned back onto her paws as she stood up on her hind legs. "I'm trying to remove the rest of this broken branch that has been dangling since the last storm," Paintpaw mewed, sounding frustrated. "If it falls, some cat could get hurt..."
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 0:44:06 GMT -5
"We'll probably follow it to see where it hits the lake or the river. It'll probably connect somewhere there. It'd be good to know come New-leaf, when the water unfreezes." Dreamwave padded away from Nettlefrost, closer to the bank. She could see it continuing much farther down, and made note of what she saw.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 0:46:18 GMT -5
Green eyes bright, Softlight visibly perked up. "Hey! Well, good morning I guess?" he said, his smile light-hearted as he purred, happy to see Stormtangle awake. "You... feeling okay? Daisypaw said that you have some broken ribs..."
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 17, 2018 1:17:27 GMT -5
(( I got a small idea Mosshail, what if they discovered a dead loner on the territory that was killed by unfamiliar means? Like not by cat or fox, as their pelt is untouched, but it could be some unfamiliar sickness that made them get terrible symptoms and die from it. That way nettlefrost could possibly contract it and die (I kinda wanna kill her to break bratty petalpaw's hard demanor heh) If you wanted to kill dreamwave with it too then that could be a thing I thought maybe sickness would be fitting considering the season and weather idk )) Nettlefrost lifted her nose, inhaling the fresh forest air around her. She glanced at the evening sun, squinting at the deep-orange dusk light. She noticed unfamiliar scents on her nostrils. Instinctively, her spine rose on end, and she investigated the scent further. Rogue cat scent, and it was pungent. Starclan, just because you have no home doesn't mean you can't wash yourself! "Smell that?" she meowed down at Autumnpaw quizzically.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 17, 2018 1:31:42 GMT -5
Its the Dawn of the Clan's sickness returned oh no xD idk if anyone here has read those books yet but yeah, strange sicknesses))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 1:35:24 GMT -5
[π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ : ooooo sounds awesome though I already have a plan for Dreamwave... I could have Loudstep die from it Lets do it!]
Dreamwave stiffened, almost appearing as a hedgehog. She glanced around quickly, eyes wide and senses on high alert. This didn't smell like any strange scents that've been detected lately. She moved closer to the group of cats that made up the patrol, claws unsheathed.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 1:35:50 GMT -5
Its the Dawn of the Clan's sickness returned oh no xD idk if anyone here has read those books yet but yeah, strange sicknesses)) Nope lol]
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Post by small.hope on Jul 17, 2018 1:37:41 GMT -5
Spoilers for Dawn of the Clans, not too much but it is a bit of a plot line midway through the series and it fits the 'sudden sickness')) Basically there's a sickness in dawn of the clans that makes cats really weak and makes their skin break and blister and if it gets bad enough they can die.
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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 17, 2018 1:37:46 GMT -5
(a strange sickness would be the perfect opportunity for me to kill off onestep heh. kinda want him to die bc i know he's never gonna get rp'd lol)
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 17, 2018 1:41:26 GMT -5
Nettlefrost glanced at her elder warrior, now more nervous thanks to her reaction. "What? Just some mangy loner that squatted here; and they stunk," she sneered, nose wrinkled. The loner scent was practically deadly. "I think I smell them over.." She gazed around the immediate area, directing her attention to a clump of ferns.
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 17, 2018 1:46:32 GMT -5
(( streaming some aaaart picarto.tv/crittercatcitrine ))
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 17, 2018 1:47:33 GMT -5
(WHAT IF THE LONER WAS CASPER X.X all that hoeing around finally caught up with him
I don't actually think it should be but can you imagine lol)
Autumnpaw's fur rose at the scent of the deathly smell, and she quickly dropped back from the head of the patrol, letting the older warriors take the lead as they tried to find the source of the scent. The scent was repulsive and she had no desire to get closer, but she knew she had to in order to impress, or at the very least appease her mentor.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 1:48:11 GMT -5
"Mouse-brain..." Dreamwave hissed under her breath. "Can't you smell the death? Don't get too close!" Dreamwave still remained visibly puffed, her teeth showing in an almost snarl. She didn't know how to feel all of a sudden, smelling the strange cat at first, then the scent mixed with death. What bothered her even more, was that she still couldn't see it.
[Lol I'm not gonna click the spoiler, still wanna read it xD]
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Post by small.hope on Jul 17, 2018 1:50:23 GMT -5
Lol basically a painful death. I didn't give much spoilers, just the symptoms of the sickness. It's one of those pointless but they try to make it important arcs of the series bleh))
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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 17, 2018 1:58:38 GMT -5
Stormtangle glanced down at her binded torso, realizing for the first time how hurt she had actually gotten. "I think I'm doing okay. Daisypaw is pretty confident that I'm going to make a full recovery. I'm a little bit more like myself now that I can talk and sit up a bit..." The young she-cat trailed off, lowering her gaze to stare sadly down at her paws. "But it'll be awhile before I'm ready to return to my warrior duties, which means I'll be stuck in the medicine den until I heal." She sighed, shaking her head to clear away any remaining thoughts of her accident. "I don't want to feel like a burden the Clan." She stammered after a pause. "I appreciate the support I've been given, but... I just don't want to sit around like a useless lump for the next moon until I'm better."
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 17, 2018 10:39:49 GMT -5
people are so mean guys lol my ex boyfriend got his friends to troll my first vlog video and idk i'm like wtf)))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2018 11:08:01 GMT -5
(lolz)
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 17, 2018 11:08:05 GMT -5
((wtf gross))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 12:02:19 GMT -5
"If that's what you have to do to get better, then that's what you have to do," Softlight said sternly, his gaze set. "Don't worry, I'll bring you prey everyday, and we can share if you like." He was very optimistic about the whole situation, and it was obvious. He smiled down at Stormtangle, not having what she said about being useless.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 12:03:03 GMT -5
[Ew lol. Dude my ex bf wouldn't stop harassing my grandmother on fb... like wtf people LOL. Men really need to grow tf up]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 12:03:47 GMT -5
Bluepool shivered, thinking about the snow sticking to her pelt, trying to wade through just to get back to camp. "I think so too... hopefully it'll work out." She felt a serene feeling fall over her. It was nice for her to have a relaxing conversation--any conversation, to be exact--with another cat. She found herself always leaning towards Goldenstrike, and she smiled to herself with relief that she was able to find a cat that took her faults. β¨ nissabug β¨
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 12:04:35 GMT -5
Paintpaw gently leaned back onto her paws as she stood up on her hind legs. "I'm trying to remove the rest of this broken branch that has been dangling since the last storm," Paintpaw mewed, sounding frustrated. "If it falls, some cat could get hurt..." UnsightlyHeretic831
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 12:05:13 GMT -5
Turning after Robinwhisper, Deerleg gave a friendly nod to Paintpaw as they passed her and left the camp for their patrol. Deerleg doubted he could really focus on their duties, however, as he was busy admiring the soft, calico pelt of Robinwhisper in the chilly air. The dimming light from the evening fell upon them, making it seem like some kind of mystical dream. vocebulery
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 17, 2018 12:05:59 GMT -5
"Mouse-brain..." Dreamwave hissed under her breath. "Can't you smell the death? Don't get too close!" Dreamwave still remained visibly puffed, her teeth showing in an almost snarl. She didn't know how to feel all of a sudden, smelling the strange cat at first, then the scent mixed with death. What bothered her even more, was that she still couldn't see it.
@brokennose
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Post by β ᴿᴡᴿᴡᴬᴺ β on Jul 17, 2018 14:26:25 GMT -5
Stormtangle looked slightly uplifted at the tom's encouragement. She was grateful for his positive attitude despite the situation. "Thank you. I'm glad you and Daisypaw are around to talk to me." She meowed. Her eyes were a little more bright today, and the she-cat seemed to be feeling better. At Softlight's mention of bringing food, Stormtangle's stomach began to rumble. "Heh, speaking of sharing prey... I guess I am a bit hungry."
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 17, 2018 14:56:04 GMT -5
Turning after Robinwhisper, Deerleg gave a friendly nod to Paintpaw as they passed her and left the camp for their patrol. Deerleg doubted he could really focus on their duties, however, as he was busy admiring the soft, calico pelt of Robinwhisper in the chilly air. The dimming light from the evening fell upon them, making it seem like some kind of mystical dream. vocebuleryAfter they had passed a few foxlengths in silence, Robinwhisper slowed her pace to match with Deerleg. "I figure we would head towards Broken River, I haven't been there in moons!" She turned her head towards him and noticed the sun shining through his multi-tinted brown pelt. She had to avert her eyes before she blushed again. She felt a bit promiscuous to admit her feelings for Deerleg, even to herself. Since leaving camp, her shame about what had happened a rainy night not even a moon ago was threatening to boil over the bliss she had felt since Deerleg offered to share prey with her. Thrushwing padded silently behind the two cats, her head hanging low. She wondered if she could steel away from the threesome patrol and head back to camp, maybe she could hunt a little on the way back. She just knew if she stayed with these two they wouldn't care if she marked the borders or grew wings and learned to fly. The dimming evening sun was beginning to make her eyelids extremely heavy. She had, in fact, been dozing when she was awoken by the younger she-cat to even go on the patrol.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 17, 2018 14:57:16 GMT -5
[Ew lol. Dude my ex bf wouldn't stop harassing my grandmother on fb... like wtf people LOL. Men really need to grow tf up] i mean like ??? your grandmother of all people???)))
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