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Post by Mosshail on Jul 2, 2018 23:48:40 GMT -5
"O-okay," Paintpaw replied hoarsely to Daisypaw. "Thank you." She looked back to Deerleg, obviously disappointed that her mentor hadn't returned yet, and hadn't been the one to bring her the prey. "Thanks, Deerleg," she said anyway, not wanting to be rude. She slowly and carefully readjusted herself in her nest to where she was laying upright. She pulled the prey just below her muzzle and took a slow bite. She wanted to eat ravenously, but knew she would probably be ill if she did that, so she stuck to the slow eating.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 2, 2018 23:51:23 GMT -5
"Well, Robinwhisper, that's something unfortunately we don't have in common. I don't have one of those anymore. So, if you're going to ask me who I'm with or where I'm from, my answers are 'no one' and 'no where.' I don't have a place to belong anymore, and, you don't have to worry, I don't intend on bothering your group or anything. Nor do I take prey from here; the last thing I need is a bunch of cats out for my throat," he said, wincing and scrunching up his neck in a funny matter.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 2, 2018 23:55:53 GMT -5
Glaring at her daughter, Dreamwave used every ounce of control to try and keep herself from ushering her daughter back to camp. Her tail tip was twitching, faster and less rhythmically now. "We've got it under control. You could have joined us for the official patrol, but you didn't, so I want both you and Strawberryleaf back in camp." She kept her tone level, but she doubted that Bluepool would buy it, or even be willing to listen. She knew her daughter better. Dreamwave felt like she commonly was harsh on her two daughters, but there's no way she'd allow her own direct kin to act rashly and make her look bad as a senior GroveClan warrior. She knew both Skystar and Hawkjaw had faith in her, and she had no intention of letting her daughter mess anything up. [Just going back to the patrol with Goldenstrike in it lmao]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2018 23:56:27 GMT -5
(yo yo someone please give me a quick summary of what's happening, i'm back from intense moments in another rp and i'd like to get poor rainbelly back in here ;v;
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 2, 2018 23:58:27 GMT -5
[Lol well quiteeee a bit so far. We have Casper's introduction, he's already pretty much seduced Whisperwing and she promised not to tell anyone about seeing him, and now he's after Robinwhisper whom Deerleg loves and its gonna be a whole mess dude lol]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 0:04:46 GMT -5
(ohh lol what a big love.. trapezoid. seeing as there's a lot of love related stuff around then, i was wondering if anyone would be interested in forming something with rainbelly? i've still got to get my muse down for him, but i plan to develop his coward character by someone offering to give him extra training/him asking to be trained by someone in the clan to be a better fighter ;^) and y'know, perhaps building a relationship off from that?)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 0:14:15 GMT -5
[Well I have Bluepool open but she's a very free spirit and would be like 'lol bye' xD Maybe he can have a thing for Paintpaw? :> She's an apprentice yeah but lol Rainbelly is pretty young too?? Idk up to you, Casper is kinda stealing a lot of ladies rn ; -;]
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Post by hopestorm on Jul 3, 2018 0:20:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, an explanation," he said, his eyes staring straight at her. He had a determined gaze, and his eyes were fixed. He looked at the root. "Mind applying it for me? I'm too sore to move and put it on." He could barely move to lick his own chest, let alone chew a root and apply the poultice. She chew the root with sharp teeth not thinking about the root being badly destory, and stop and mixed it and rub it on the joints.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 0:21:57 GMT -5
(ooh maybe, something with Paintpaw does sound interesting, and the age gap isn't that big. It would most likely start out as a budding friendship until she becomes/nears becoming a warrior. and Casper's doing what he does i guess lol, i'm kind of curious to see what will happen in the aftermath of him.)
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 0:24:06 GMT -5
(I have Rainsong! If she seems like th kind of cat he would be interested in)
When Whisperwing saw Deerleg enter the den, she smiled at him in greeting. βOh good! She really does need to eat something,β she mewed, gesturing for him to put it down before Paintpaw. As the little apprentice ate, Whisperwing started talking to Deerleg. βIs everything alright? You didnβt run into anymore foxes out there, did you?β She asked quietly, not wanting to disturb Paintpaw.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 0:33:59 GMT -5
Deerleg looked away from Paintpaw and Daisypaw momentarily glancing at Whisperwing before looking no where in particular. "No... no foxes. But, Brokennose... he seems to have lost his sense of smell... Has he come in to see you?" Deerleg didn't feel like talking about Brokennose, having seen him in such close proximity and intimately with Robinwhisper. The whole thing made him uncomfortable. "Fox scent is... pretty stale now."
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 0:36:36 GMT -5
"Yeah, an explanation," he said, his eyes staring straight at her. He had a determined gaze, and his eyes were fixed. He looked at the root. "Mind applying it for me? I'm too sore to move and put it on." He could barely move to lick his own chest, let alone chew a root and apply the poultice. She chew the root with sharp teeth not thinking about the root being badly destory, and stop and mixed it and rub it on the joints. "Okay... thanks but, why are you in such a mood? I could feel your static hitting me from over in my nest. What kind of ticks are digging into your pelt, Quietsong?" he asked. He sounded harsh, but Loudstep didn't care much if he hurt a cats feelings anymore. He'd already served his Clan, and slept alone in the elders den, his littermates, parents, and the Clan he grew up with all having passed to StarClan long ago. Now he had limited moons left, and he wasn't going to waste any being soft.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 0:39:08 GMT -5
Whisperwingβs eyes were wide as she heard the news about Brokennose. βThatβs awful! But no, he hasnβt come to see me yet. Is he back in camp? He really should come get that checked out,β she said worriedly, looking around Deerleg to see if she could see Brokennose. But the Tom was nowhere in sight. With a sigh, the She cat sat down, and studied Deerleg. βAre you alright? You seem...off. Do you need to talk? Or have you hurt something?β She asked, her face full of concern.
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Post by hopestorm on Jul 3, 2018 0:40:41 GMT -5
She chew the root with sharp teeth not thinking about the root being badly destory, and stop and mixed it and rub it on the joints. "Okay... thanks but, why are you in such a mood?Β I could feel your static hitting me from over in my nest.Β What kind of ticks are digging into your pelt, Quietsong?" he asked.Β He sounded harsh, but Loudstep didn't care much if he hurt a cats feelings anymore.Β He'd already served his Clan, and slept alone in the elders den, his littermates, parents, and the Clan he grew up with all having passed to StarClan long ago.Β Now he had limited moons left, and he wasn't going to waste any being soft."its just whisperwing has being letting daisypaw help all the time, and she never ask me!" She snap at the elder, her eyes open wife with shock she realise she was being disrespectfully to the elder "sorry" she new sadly. Normally she was kind but she is being jealous and mad.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 0:45:57 GMT -5
Loudstep raised a brow. "Well, I'm sure if you make yourself more readily available, Whisperwing won't mind have you help her out. Daisypaw still has to earn her medicine cat name, you know, so she'll be having to work a lot harder to get it. Plus, she's friends with Paintpaw. Its only natural that she'd be eager to help her." He placed his tail gently on Quietsong's shoulders. "We depend on you as much as we do Daisypaw and Whisperwing. Don't think we favor some over others here; we're all family, you know."
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 0:48:23 GMT -5
Deerleg's face twitched. There's no way he could even try putting up a facade; he knew how easy he was to read. Since birth, he couldn't lie or sneak around. Oh boy, I'm going to really get myself in trouble one day... he thought, though he considered that he already had with Robinwhisper when he had embarrassed himself in front of her just moments before they had come back to camp. "Well, I... I'm not sure how to uh, approach... a cat... whose company I enjoy... a lot," he said. He tried to delicately choose his words, trying to be considerate of the fact that Whisperwing was a medicine cat.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 0:51:29 GMT -5
(ah well, we'll see)
Rainbelly had scuttled out of the warrior's den that morning in a cloud of panic and embarrassment, having slept in really late because of the trek across territory from the night before, and seemingly missed the dawn patrol he'd promised to go on. The round tom's tail had drooped dejectedly as he stood in the middle of the camp and let out a sigh, resigned to trying to chat up the cats dawdling and sharing tongues still in camp, waiting for the next border patrol to be organized. He long since brushed the disappointment from his face, deciding to pay the medicine cat den with some well wishes and an offer to lend some help. It wasn't what he'd hoped to be doing that morning, but it was still something for missing out on most of the efforts against the foxes. "Hello, Whisperwing? May I come in?" Rainbelly meowed, popping his head into the entrance of the medicine cat's den.
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Post by hopestorm on Jul 3, 2018 0:52:11 GMT -5
Loudstep raised a brow. "Well, I'm sure if you make yourself more readily available, Whisperwing won't mind have you help her out. Daisypaw still has to earn her medicine cat name, you know, so she'll be having to work a lot harder to get it. Plus, she's friends with Paintpaw. Its only natural that she'd be eager to help her." He placed his tail gently on Quietsong's shoulders. "We depend on you as much as we do Daisypaw and Whisperwing. Don't think we favor some over others here; we're all family, you know." " fine, but I saw whisperwing sneak out of camp and come back" she whisper to him "but it okay because she came back in one piece" she said as she got up and padded to whisperwing she notice their wqd someone talking to her "what's going on" she asked, eager to help someone.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 0:54:02 GMT -5
Whisperwingβs eyes lit up as she realized that the poor Tom was having trouble with a certain she car. And she could guess which one it was. With an encouraging smile, she said, βAhh, well perhaps I could help you. I may be a medicine cat, but that doesnβt mean I canβt give good advice when it comes to love.β The white she cat blinked before continuing, βI notice a lot around camp, and hear lots of gossip here in the medicine den. Iβve picked up a thing or two. What are you struggling with?β
(So Whisperwing is about to give advice to deerleg who is in love with Robinwhisper, who is going to have kits with Casper who is the rogue who she has fallen for and then she is gonna her a vision that the poor cat she helped has been cheated on by the father of her own kits and ahhhhhhhhhhhh this is cray cray)
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 0:56:12 GMT -5
Hearing the voice of Rainbelly, Whisperwing averted her attention to the other tom. βRainbelly! Of course you can come in! My the Dennis quite crowded today,β she said with a laugh. βHow can I help you?β The pale she cat asked, tilting her head to one side sweetly.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 1:08:08 GMT -5
The tom waved his tail appreciatively, blinking at all the cats huddled inside the hollowed tree with surprise. "It sure looks it!" He replied, turning his gaze back to the white she-cat, as well as seeing Paintpaw in the corner of his eye for the first time since the fox attack. She looked worn down, even with what he'd heard. "I actually just wanted to stop by and see if there was anything I could help out with, as well as give my wishes for a good recovery for Paintpaw; but it looks like you already have an entire gathering in here." Rainbelly explained, chuckling lightly even though his paws felt stiff with tension. He finally looked at the apprentice fully, offering up a small smile.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 1:11:44 GMT -5
Whisperwing laughed and shrugged, βWell, she is actually currently eating by herself at the moment, but if you would like you can go keep her company. Iβm sure she would love to see you,β she mewed, pointing with her tail at the apprentice who was still eating the prey Deerleg had brought her. She could tell the Tom was trying to be helpful and kind, and she appreciated the gesture. Despite the medicine catβs tree being quite full, she would never turn anyone away. Even visitors.
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Post by hopestorm on Jul 3, 2018 1:13:51 GMT -5
Quietsong padded up to whisperwing ,"can I help with anything " she asked her bundle of herbs behind her back "I just helps the elder's joints with comfrey roots" she explain.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 1:17:22 GMT -5
Whisperwing smiled at Quietsonf, βThank you, Iβm sure Loudstep very much appreciated that,β she mewed. Looking around, she tried to think of something the medicine cat in training could do. βWell, Deerleg here just informed me that Brokennose believes he has lost his sense of smell. Could you go find him and ask him to come see me? I would like to investigate further,β she asked.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 1:20:38 GMT -5
(So I do kinda wanna find a mate/mates for either Rainsong or Thunderfoot just cause idk π anyone interested?)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 1:25:43 GMT -5
Deerleg was about to reply to Whisperwing until both Rainbelly and Quietsong made an appearance. Great, I had a hard enough time when it was just Whisperwing, and then the whole Clan had to show up, he thought, with a sigh. At this point, he considered sneaking out while the other cats were distracted. He hadn't really wanted to talk about it anyways, and now it just seemed exhausting.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 1:27:11 GMT -5
Rainbelly made a strange noise in his throat with surprise, as yet another cat entered the den. Now it was really starting to get a little stuffy in there, he thought to himself with a wheeze- no backing out at this point, literally! The tabby tom smiled, "Alright, thank you Whisperwing. I think I'll go do that." He then proceeded to awkwardly shuffle between past the cats, sucking in his gut and contemplating eating less. When he finally reached the apprentice's nest, he hesitantly crouched down to greet her. "Good morning Paintpaw. How's it going, here in the healer hole?" He greeted light-heartedly and with a lop-sided smile for the young she-cat.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 1:27:11 GMT -5
[Bluepool maaaaaaaaaay be a good fit for Thunderfoot but idk lol I've never seen you RP him xDD But ima go to bed for tonight, im typing in the dark and im getting divebombed by bugsss T_T night lovelies!]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 3, 2018 1:29:53 GMT -5
Paintpaw, having finished about half of the prey that Deerleg had brought, blinked up at Rainbelly. "Oh... hi, Rainbelly..." she replied. "I think I'm doing okay... this is the first time I've been able to eat and talk since..." Her memories flooded her mind, consisting of teeth, barking, and tearing. Her eyes slightly began to water, but her voice stayed steady. Her heart felt like it would burst through her chest. "The medicine cats have been very kind and helping me recover."
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 3, 2018 1:31:08 GMT -5
(We can try it XD)
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