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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 12:59:50 GMT -5
(( work let us out early and I have the week off >:3 btw here's that drawing from yesterday I don't think I posted it ))
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 25, 2018 13:01:50 GMT -5
(( work let us out early and I have the week off >:3 btw here's that drawing from yesterday I don't think I posted it )) What a great WIP!! Do you do digital art also?? if so let's do a collab sometime!]
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 13:02:23 GMT -5
(( work let us out early and I have the week off >:3 btw here's that drawing from yesterday I don't think I posted it )) Do you do digital art also?? if so let's do a collab sometime!] (( yes I do want an example? ))
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 25, 2018 13:02:52 GMT -5
yeah please!!]
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 13:04:22 GMT -5
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 13:17:39 GMT -5
I still have over an hour to suffer in class today lmao. RIP Paintpaw lmao. That's some really good art:))]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 25, 2018 13:19:42 GMT -5
Wow i love your lines!! They're so clean ToT. I'll post some of mine here in a minute!]
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 25, 2018 13:20:23 GMT -5
literally your style is so cute i'm geeking rn XD]
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 13:28:41 GMT -5
(( thanks!! >//< ))
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 25, 2018 13:33:14 GMT -5
how do i put pictures into a post lmao]
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 14:58:42 GMT -5
(( [ IMG src = " put photo link here. If you need to host it use imgur.com " ] [ / IMG ] ))
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:00:26 GMT -5
Silently, Dreamwave did as Daisypaw instructed. She only listened to Robinwhisper and Daisypaw speak of Paintpaw, as the apprentice clung to life. What she thought was best was not to reprimand, but try and assist Paintpaw. She sent a few glances at Flightpaw, who silently pressed against a bundle of cobwebs at Paintpaw's side.
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:00:59 GMT -5
[We have a new member, small.hope! Welcome ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:03:15 GMT -5
Momentarily, Deerleg was silent. He didn't know how to phrase his words without completely alarming the previous kittypet queen. "Well... it can, sometimes..." he started. "Paintpaw got hurt... because she was alone. It usually doesn't happen, but... our lives aren't always easy. Beetlewing brought her back here... because we look out for our clanmates. We're all family. Skystar and the rest are... out there now, probably fighting for their lives... and ours." He nodded to Jasminefoot's belly. "And theirs."
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:05:36 GMT -5
Hawkjaw noticed his leader walking on unsteady legs. The battle had been taxing on every cat, but had Skystar taken a toll on his body worse than the rest of the patrol? He's much older than the rest of us.. Hawkjaw reflected. This was the first time he had seen his noble leader show harsh signs after a battle. He could feel Skystar's determinated gaze fixed in the direction of the camp, but Hawkjaw worried for his physical wellbeing "Skystar..." he started, "maybe we should slow down a bit." He hated sounded soft as a kitty pet, but the pain in his shoulder was starting to get to him. The wound was beginning to become gooey and inflamed. "I'm fine," Skystar meowed evenly. He was just tired... He glanced back to his tired and bleeding patrol as they walked back towards camp. His mind was racing, and he felt guilty as his thoughts subconsciously turned dark. He thought of Paintpaw's death; of more foxes; of the fox kin tearing through their camp and destroying all of the cats he loved. His heart burned and he felt heartbreak shoot through him. He wanted to hurry back to camp, to get his patrol's wounds treated and to be sure that they were all safe.
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Post by vocebulery on Jun 25, 2018 15:18:11 GMT -5
Hawkjaw nodded curtly to his leader. Wasting time in the forest could only lead to more trouble. "Let's hurry back then, I guess." He meowed. "Everyone's wounds need to be treated." He picked up his pace, powering through the pain in his shoulder. He began to think of Paintpaw, and her wounds. They looked too serious for even a senior warrior to survive, let alone a barely apprenticed cat. Heartache seared through him, and he was glad Skystar hadn't said much about stopping the patrol.
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:25:03 GMT -5
[small.hope : Deerleg will be Smallpaw's mentor if thats okay? I try to match personalities or give opposite ones, depending. ^^]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:27:52 GMT -5
Skystar stayed close to the rest of his patrol. His side, paws, and muscles all ached, but he wanted to push the pain aside so they could return home safely. He winced as he walked, feeling a lot less powerful than he did when he had left camp. I have the lives given to me by StarClan, and yet, I am still so weak. He could smell Softlight, Smokefur, and Quietsong still somewhere within the territory, but at least they seemed closer to camp. He used the rest of his energy to drag himself towards the entrance as they neared, glad to see that aside from all of their wounds, they had their lives.
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Bisexual
Spottedpath
I am a uni student with a part time job, but I will try to be as active as I possibly can!! <3
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Post by Spottedpath on Jun 25, 2018 15:32:10 GMT -5
[ Oh rip I missed so much I'm horrible ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:33:15 GMT -5
[Sorry Spottie, we tried to go slowish T_T]
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:34:08 GMT -5
[I'm pretty sure I've put all/most of what happened on the front under News...hope it helps :x]
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 15:39:23 GMT -5
Momentarily, Deerleg was silent. He didn't know how to phrase his words without completely alarming the previous kittypet queen. "Well... it can, sometimes..." he started. "Paintpaw got hurt... because she was alone. It usually doesn't happen, but... our lives aren't always easy. Beetlewing brought her back here... because we look out for our clanmates. We're all family. Skystar and the rest are... out there now, probably fighting for their lives... and ours." He nodded to Jasminefoot's belly. "And theirs." Jasminefoot nodded slowly at Deerleg's words. Still, her fear could not be shaken so easily. It didn't occur to her--somehow--that life in the wilderness could be so violent. She just never knew anything other than her kittypet lifestyle! "Well, if I may be so blunt... It is... Scary, to say the least. I just want my children to be safe."
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:44:42 GMT -5
A slight nod from Deerleg, and he hurriedly spoke in reply. "I--Well, we know... Skystar knows... You have a warrior name now, so... you're one of us, too... All of your clanmates here, Jasminefoot... We all look out for each other, and you... I know you will always worry, especially for your kits... because its so different... But know that, we will always watch out for you... and have your back." When Deerleg finished, he looked down at an empty nest, hoping what he said wasn't too stupid. He tried hard to focus as he spoke to Jasminefoot, not wanting to worry her more than she already was. He knew himself that he would fight with the strength of all of StarClan to protect his clanmates, but he couldn't tell her that.
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jun 25, 2018 15:45:20 GMT -5
(( I'm eating right now so I'll be back later ))
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:46:12 GMT -5
[No worries, I'll probably pass out here for a few hrs lmao]
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jun 25, 2018 15:48:45 GMT -5
Daisypaw finally had the rest of the wounds wrapped before they could be infected. βLetβs move her to the den. I think Iβm too small to move her myself,β she said with a small purr. Nervously, she glanced down at the uneaten poppy seeds. Maybe sheβd get her to eat them after some rest.
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 25, 2018 15:55:59 GMT -5
Without saying anything to Daisypaw, Flightpaw gingerly knelt and grabbed Paintpaw's scruff, slowly and carefully moving her to the medicine den. She barely made a noise, and Flightpaw's expression showed how distraught he was.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jun 25, 2018 16:02:39 GMT -5
Daisypaw sighed, then shuffled the moss in the nest closer around Paintpawβs body. She grabbed another pair of poppy seeds and pressed them closer to her. She frowned, thinking, then looked over at Flightpaw. βCan you take some moss and get water for me? I think we could dribble some into her mouth. It should help some.β
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Post by small.hope on Jun 25, 2018 16:37:17 GMT -5
[[ooc; hello hello. I'm excited to be joining this rp]] Strawberryleaf - she-cat - warrior - open The cream and white warrior paced around camp, worked up to no end. She'd had a chance to be brave, and wasn't even around to take it. Having been out hunting with Icestorm, her former mentor, they'd both missed out on the action and it stressed Strawberryleaf out to no end. By now there seemed to be no point, the agitation of the clan was settling down and it seemed like everything was calming down and returning to normal. She wanted to go hunting or patrolling to work out her how agitation, but it probably wasn't a good idea to go alone. Icestorm - tom - warrior - open Watching Strawberryleaf with warm but bored eyes, he shook his large head and got to his big paws, stretching out. Instead of wasting time being angry like the she-cat, Icestorm decided just to leave the camp again. He wasn't too worried as it did seem the hysteria was going down, and he was fast enough to out run a fox if needed, though that threat seemed to have lifted.
Smallpaw - she-cat - apprentice - open The tiny she-cat had stayed well in camp while all the drama went down. She was small and pretty useless, especially again big bad predators, so she hadn't dared to try to be brave and help out. Instead, she'd stayed hunkered down in camp, sitting in the shade where it was cool, watching the panic. Her heart leapt to her throat as she noticed Flightpaw, Daisypaw, and Paintpaw, part of her itching to join them and be nosy about how Paintpaw was doing, but the rest of her telling her to just stay out of it. It wasn't her business. She could be worried from afar.
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Post by smokefur1 on Jun 25, 2018 16:40:44 GMT -5
(Hello!)
Smokefur made it to the camp entrance. He want in the camp and the first thing he saw was all the cats from the patrol, covered in scratches and reeked of blood. Where did they get those scratches? Smokefur thought, Why are they bleeding? Smokefur thought of one thing that probably happened, thinking of that he gasped, They fought the foxes!
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