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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 15:18:30 GMT -5
After a while of travelling down the stream, a disgusting scent hit Skustar directly in the face. He almost leaped back, the smell over powering. "I guess we found it... let's find some sticks now and then dig a hole away from the stream," he muttered, trying not to breathe the scent in too much.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 22, 2018 15:26:41 GMT -5
Icestorm nodded, wrinkling his nose as he fought down a gag at the overpowering stench. Shaking out his pelt disgusted, he walked back towards the forest to find a soft easy place to dig. As his paws sunk into some soft and slightly wet dirt, he turned to call back to Skystar. "I found a soft place a bit away. I'll start digging." Turning, he started to dig and shift the wet dirt, grunting quietly.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 22, 2018 15:59:36 GMT -5
Daisypaw purred. βThatβs good! You should be able to go back to your duties any day now,β she said. Maybe they should tell Skystar whenever he comes back. They hadnβt said what they were doing, just as with the fox attack, but it looked important. βDo you wanna eat something?β she asked, tilting her head to the fresh-kill pile. She kind of wanted to hunt again, just because, but she knew it wouldnβt be very productive in the end.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 17:14:07 GMT -5
Turning quickly at the sound of Crookedpounce's voice. "Oh.. sure. Thanks!," the orange tom replied, grateful to have been relieved of his post. He got to his paws and stretched, sore after the colder night. He padded over to the fresh kill pile, giving a nod of thanks as he passed.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 17:37:53 GMT -5
A shiver came over Deerleg at the gesture Robinwhisper had made. He kept walking, but his whole body was trembling with excitement and he didn't know what to do with himself. "Uhm... do you... want to..." he mustered up his courage, heart beating ridiculously fast. "be my mate?" he finished quickly.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 17:41:16 GMT -5
Skystar nodded, before searching for and locating a broad, thick stick. He moved to where he pinpointed the dastardly stench, finding the decaying cat. Holding his breath, he arranged the stick in his mouth so he could use it to move the cat. Thankfully it wasn't too heavy. He was able to get it close to Icestorm and the hole he had dug.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 22, 2018 18:10:53 GMT -5
Icestorm finished the hole and a large thick stick and helped the leader push the dead cat into the hole. Wincing as it thudded against the bottom of the hole, he tossed the stick aside and pushed the dirt back into the hole, silver paws black with mud.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 22, 2018 18:40:29 GMT -5
A shiver came over Deerleg at the gesture Robinwhisper had made. He kept walking, but his whole body was trembling with excitement and he didn't know what to do with himself. "Uhm... do you... want to..." he mustered up his courage, heart beating ridiculously fast. "be my mate?" he finished quickly. Robinwhisper stopped dead in her tracks from shock. Deerleg, being bold? This couldn't be! She actually wasn't sure she had heard him correctly. "Would I...? What?" she dropped her jaw a bit. She may have been a bit theatric but she hadn't expected that from him. "Yes! Yes, I would love to." relief flooded through her, all would be solved soon enough.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 22, 2018 18:41:37 GMT -5
(( I have Hawkjaw and Thrushwing open if anyone wants to RP. I won't be spotty with my replies any longer)))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 18:46:26 GMT -5
"Sure thing," Paintpaw replied, happy that Daisypaw had offered. She'd hope that once she returned to training, she could still do things with Daisypaw like she did now, though she doubted it would be often as she did currently. She pushed the negative thoughts away. "Want me to grab us some?" she offered.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 22, 2018 19:02:59 GMT -5
βSure,β Daisypaw said, knowing Paintpaw enjoyed doing things for herself more than ever now. βYou can pick your favorite!β She sat down where she was standing and tucked her paws under her.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 22, 2018 19:15:08 GMT -5
Cinderlight cautiously walked out of the den, pushing through the moss, and looked around. Not many cats were out and about yet. She was still a little scared of what they thought of her, and spent most of her time with Falconwing in the den. She padded over to the fresh-kill pile, trying to casually not make eye contact with any other cats there, and scanned it thoughtfully.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2018 19:30:10 GMT -5
(( I have Hawkjaw and Thrushwing open if anyone wants to RP. I won't be spotty with my replies any longer))) (can I throw Chipmunk at Thrushwing)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 19:38:41 GMT -5
[Lol Robin, yikes...]
Deerleg had held his breath the whole time, almost dreading her answer, not wanting her to say no. He considered that he may have asked her too early, as she had still shown signs of not really knowing him. However, he thought that if he had waited longer, she may come to only like him less, and decided that the time to ask had been now. He was shocked at her reply, saying that she WOULD be willing to be his mate. Stopping, he looked at her. "R-really?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2018 19:43:38 GMT -5
( Hello, any cats open to rp with my trio? )
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 22, 2018 19:45:20 GMT -5
((Goldenstrike can take him training!!))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 20:02:24 GMT -5
Paintpaw grinned at Daisypaw thankfully. She trotted over to the kill pile happily, still grinning, when she spotted Cinderlight. The apprentice suddenly felt nervous as she approached and slowed her pace, trying to spot what she wanted from a distance. She only glanced at Flightwhisker, who was chewing and carrying on with his own meal, unaware of everything around him,
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 20:21:16 GMT -5
[We have a new member, please welcome Stealthfire to GroveClan ]
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 22, 2018 20:41:20 GMT -5
[Lol Robin, yikes...]
Deerleg had held his breath the whole time, almost dreading her answer, not wanting her to say no. He considered that he may have asked her too early, as she had still shown signs of not really knowing him. However, he thought that if he had waited longer, she may come to only like him less, and decided that the time to ask had been now. He was shocked at her reply, saying that she WOULD be willing to be his mate. Stopping, he looked at her. "R-really?" Robinwhisper was still a bit dumbfounded, and it was noticeable in her eyes. She stared at him for a moment, "Yes, really!" she replied. She reared up on her hind paws beside him excitedly before crashing into him, sending them both tumbling to the ground. The two were a tangle of brown, orange, and white. "I think this will be a lovely adventure." she whispered affectionately into his ear. She wanted to convince not only him, but herself, that he was the one for her. She needed him to be.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 22, 2018 20:41:52 GMT -5
(( I have Hawkjaw and Thrushwing open if anyone wants to RP. I won't be spotty with my replies any longer))) (can I throw Chipmunk at Thrushwing) ya i'm down)))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2018 20:42:36 GMT -5
(ight,should I start?)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 20:48:07 GMT -5
[aHHHHHHHHHH LMAOO RIP DEERLEG RIP]
Deerleg was surprised as she landed onto him, sending them rolling. A shiver went through Deerleg as she whispered these words to him, and his heart was pounding like crazy. There were so many things he wanted to say and do for Robinwhisper, but he just couldn't find the words. He felt like she deserved the world, and wondered to himself if he could really provide that for her. However, in these moments, he laughed with her, licked her ear affectionately, and felt happy.
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Post by small.hope on Jul 22, 2018 20:54:02 GMT -5
Icestorm finished the hole and a large thick stick and helped the leader push the dead cat into the hole. Wincing as it thudded against the bottom of the hole, he tossed the stick aside and pushed the dirt back into the hole, silver paws black with mud.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 20:55:06 GMT -5
[Stealthfire and small.hope : I'll have Sunstep mentor Crowpaw ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 22, 2018 20:57:11 GMT -5
Skystar assisted finishing the burial of the unknown cat, feeling slightly bad that they really couldn't do anything for it. Though, that's how it usually was for cats with no Clan. Hopefully, whatever it believed in, would have a peaceful afterlife. "Okay, that's that," he said, as he shook himself to rid him of both the memory and the mud. "Let's get back to camp. We have a Gathering tonight, and I'm hoping to be there." A light smile fell onto his face, though it was only half-there, as the event that just occurred still lingered in his mind. He turned back into the direction of camp, senses alert.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2018 20:57:58 GMT -5
(Yo,I'm thinking about adding some peeps but I'm low on creation muse lmao)
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Post by xfogpathx on Jul 22, 2018 21:01:18 GMT -5
((Welcome to the clan. ))
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 22, 2018 21:05:38 GMT -5
Cinderlight glanced over at the smaller she-cat, who was slowly approaching the pile. She could sense her nervousness, and she backed away a few pawsteps from the fresh-kill. βY-You can choose first, dear,β she said gently. This must have been an apprentice, one she hadnβt seen around camp, but she had scars criss-crossing her face. What could this poor young she-cat have gone through already?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2018 21:08:36 GMT -5
( I vanished and might be pretty slow reply but yeah sure! I'd love to rp a training session. c: I last had him waking up in the apprentice's den. )
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 22, 2018 21:27:42 GMT -5
Frostpaw was still sleeping in the apprentice's den, dreaming a very long, tiresome dream that had a lot of running and jumping in it. He didn't quite get what was going on- there was a talking duck who claimed to rule the forest- but it made no sense. Still he sighed slightly as he found himself gradually waking up. He at least wanted to resolve the dream drama first! Goldenstrike walked over to the apprenticeβs den, glancing around for his. He spotted Frostpaw still curled in his nest; Goldenstrike couldnβt tell if he was asleep or not, until he saw the apprentice stir. βFrostpaw,β he said from the entrance. βAre you ready to train?β ((man I just realized it must suck for your mate who wasnβt even Clanborn to get an apprentice before you do lmao))
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