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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:16:45 GMT -5
Hiding her embarrassment by licking her paw daintily and rubbing the back of her ear, she decided to act like she hadn't just become the color of a poppy flower. "Uh yeah, I've heard he can be hard to handle and I couldn't see you running around taking orders from another cat your age." She stopped a moment and rested her gaze on a blade of grass close to her muzzle. The sun was getting lower in the sky; sunset would come soon. "Since Hawkjaw isn't in camp, would you like to coordinate an evening patrol with me?" she asked. She felt her heart beating heavily with nervousness that Deerleg wouldn't say yes, but she didn't take her eyes from the blade of grass.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 16:20:29 GMT -5
[vocebulery : if you use tinypic . com, you can upload the picture and copy and paste the [ IMG ] [ /IMG ] link here. And it'll work ]
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:20:42 GMT -5
Hawkjaw purred his approval as Flightpaw took off into the undergrowth. "Well, I didn't know he could run that fast." He stated to Skystar, a hint of laughter in his deep mew. He silently began to pad after Flightpaw, jaws parted to catch his newly laid scent. All the while, he wanted to stay hidden in thick undergrowth so that Flightpaw wouldn't catch wind of Skystar and him. After a few foxlengths, Hawkjaw caught up to Flightpaw and caught his breath. He struggled to remain silent as he saw his apprentice sniffing what looked like a particularly soft part of earth.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:21:41 GMT -5
Mosshail lol thanks so much. Idk why it isn't working π)))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 16:22:48 GMT -5
"Sure, I don't mind..." Deerleg said, and he trailed off towards the end, still unable to control his awkward embarrassment. "Hunting or.. border?" he asked. The brown tom hadn't done either recently, as he had been focusing his energy on some training with Smallpaw.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:24:59 GMT -5
okay let's try this)))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 16:26:41 GMT -5
Flightpaw had felt confident as he had left camp, but in his haste, he had forgotten his true objective. He lumbered around for what felt like forever, trying to find the continuation of the scent of the two loners as they had been escorted out of the camp by the leader, deputy, and co. He had never felt so clumsy before, digging his nose into the dirt, parting his jaws, and repeating. Once he found it again, he slowly followed it this time, not wanting to lose the delicate traces it left on his tongue. It's very faint... he thought, doing his best to go along with it.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 16:27:34 GMT -5
[Wow they're super good! I worship RW]
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:28:28 GMT -5
Robinwhisper's ears pricked up in delight. She bounced up onto all fours from her stretched out position. "Err, I haven't really gotten that far yet." She glanced at the fresh-kill pile, which was stocked pretty full. How about border patrol, I haven't been on one in a couple of weeks." she mewed excitedly. "Who should we ask?" Her gaze flitted around camp, searching for any cat not immediately up to anything. She spotted Thrushwing lounging near the apprentice den, odd, but okay. She decided she would ask her, but who would Deerleg ask?
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:29:43 GMT -5
[Wow they're super good! I worship RW] Lmao Thanks a ton! TBH I love her.. I feel the same about Deerleg ;^; why are we like this)))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 16:30:39 GMT -5
Deerleg considered his choices for a border patrol, and he figured that some easy going cats would be best for a relaxing patrol. "Softlight?" he suggested, more of a question than the answer that Robinwhisper had asked for. He could see the brown patched tom speaking with Paintpaw nonchalantly near the medicine den.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:31:00 GMT -5
(( and can I add to Thrushwing and Sparrowfeather's history that their mother was a loner and their father was a siamese. that's why Sparrowfeather is so wonky looking and sassy.. because my lame self wanted him to be like a siamese)))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 16:31:49 GMT -5
[Wow they're super good! I worship RW] Lmao Thanks a ton! TBH I love her.. I feel the same about Deerleg ;^; why are we like this))) [ I googled "why am I like this wiki how" and it said "How to Love (with pictures) lmao and sure thing, could you add to their forms and then quote them on the joining page? I'll edit them afterwards ]
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:36:11 GMT -5
"Sounds great!" purred Robinwhisper. She stayed stationary a moment, not really wanting to leave Deerleg's side, but then realized she needed to round up Thrushwing. She swiftly bounded over to the mottled tortoishell, who looked blissfully leisurely beside the apprentice den. "Care to join a patrol with Deerleg, Softlight, and myself?" she asked cheerily.
Thrushwing, who had been sunbathing, lazily rolled over on her side to face Robinwhisper. "Sounds like a plan." she mewed, forcing her voice to be calm. She always felt nervous in a group, but patrols were necessary endeavors a warrior had to embark on. She stood and shook her pelt of the dirt it had accumulated, then followed Robinwhisper back near the fresh-kill pile to wait for the patrol to congregate.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 16:36:55 GMT -5
LOL wiki how cracks me up with the pictures
okay! will do)))
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 16, 2018 16:41:00 GMT -5
(( hai :3 ))
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Post by xfogpathx on Jul 16, 2018 17:26:54 GMT -5
((Sorry i havent been on today! Very busy. My mom dragged me into babysitting. Ill try to make some post in a little later.))
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 16, 2018 17:27:53 GMT -5
Goldenstrike flattened his ears. βI wouldnβt hate you... I like listening to you,β he admitted, becoming flustered for a moment. His eyes then narrowed thoughtfully. βWho hates you?β he asked. βIs it your mother again?β ((gn guys!! I wonβt be on tomorrow until the afternoon, Iβll be at a zoo with my little brother)) Mosshail
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 16, 2018 17:30:33 GMT -5
(reposting this on stormtangle's profile, i'm trying to stay consistent lol) "Thank you." The she-cat rasped. Stormtangle shut her eyes, once again exhausted. All she could think about right now was Softlight, and how he had rescued her from certain death out in the forest. "Could...Could I talk to Softlight?" She mewed. Daisypaw nodded, then walked over to the entrance of the den. βHe should be somewhere close by...β she mused, then stuck her head outside. βWhereβs Softlight?β
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 17:32:04 GMT -5
"You guessed it," Dreamwave said rolling her eyes. "No surprise there." She thought about how her mother had always favored her calico sibling over herself. Though honestly, she never truly had shown love to either of them, just less to Bluepool.
Changing the subject, Bluepool looked to Goldenstrike. "Too bad it's gotten so cold already... I wouldn't have minded going to the stream with you today. Escape the life of the cat that you are for a day, let loose..." the she-cat trailed off her words, smiling lightly to herself and feeling the water through her pelt in her daydreaming.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 17:34:08 GMT -5
Deerleg padded over to where Softlight sat beside Paintpaw. "Sorry to intrude..." he mumbled, not making eye contact with either of them. "Softlight, would you mind joining us for a border patrol?" As he asked, the brown tom's amber eyes still lay on the ground at his paws. He felt uncomfortable with the silence that soon followed his question and hoped Softlight wouldn't make it even more weird.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 17:36:42 GMT -5
After a few seconds of awakward silence after Deerleg had come over and actually invited someone on a patrol himself, Softlight perked his ears up and got to his paws. "Of course," he replied. His words seemed rushed, but that was understandable. Only a select few cats had noticed him not around the other warriors the day before, mainly sticking around the medicine den, which caused him a lack of sleep.
As he agreed, he noticed Daisypaw calling for him. He then turned back to Deerleg, looking apologetic. "Uhm, actually, I promised Daisypaw I'd help her with Stormtangle," he said. "I'll go next time." The younger tom turned away and entered the medicine den before Deerleg could say 'You could just have Paintpaw do it.'
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 16, 2018 18:18:27 GMT -5
Daisypaw ignored the patrol issue and led Softlight into the medicine den. βStormtangle woke up,β she said, keeping her voice low. βAnd she wanted to talk to you.β She sat close by, placing her fluffy tail over her paws.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 16, 2018 18:20:20 GMT -5
Goldenstrike smiled. βThat would have been nice,β he said. He didnβt particularly love the water, mostly because it weighed down his fur, but he would have enjoyed seeing Bluepool happy in the stream. βIβm sure itβs gotten higher and faster, too.β
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 16, 2018 19:36:56 GMT -5
After a few seconds of awakward silence after Deerleg had come over and actually invited someone on a patrol himself, Softlight perked his ears up and got to his paws. "Of course," he replied. His words seemed rushed, but that was understandable. Only a select few cats had noticed him not around the other warriors the day before, mainly sticking around the medicine den, which caused him a lack of sleep.
As he agreed, he noticed Daisypaw calling for him. He then turned back to Deerleg, looking apologetic. "Uhm, actually, I promised Daisypaw I'd help her with Stormtangle," he said. "I'll go next time." The younger tom turned away and entered the medicine den before Deerleg could say 'You could just have Paintpaw do it.' Robinwhisper watched the failed attempt at scrounging up warriors for a patrol conspire between Deerleg and Softlight. She looked back at Thrushwing, flicking her tail for Thrushwing to follow her. "Tough luck." she mewed sympathetically as she approached Deerleg. "We can just go us three." She mewed before noticing Paintpaw beside the medicine den. She immediately peeked up, pushing her way forward to nuzzle the she-cat gently on the cheek. "How are you feeling?" she purred as she pulled away. Affection shone in her eyes as she stared at her fluffy calico apprentice. She felt a pang in her chest. "I wish you could join our patrol."
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Post by xfogpathx on Jul 16, 2018 19:58:07 GMT -5
((Okay, I'm on for a few hours. Let me find where my last posts were.))
((Pretty sure I had Tricklepaw treating his splinters, Cobwebpaw trying to round up apprentices, Pinemouse with Icestorm, and Crookedpounce free.))
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Post by xfogpathx on Jul 16, 2018 20:23:32 GMT -5
Tricklepaw, having cleaned and healed his own paws as best he could from Daisypaw's instructions, slipped out of the medicine cats' den without much of a fuss. There were much more injured cats that needed the space. Still, his paws stung and he didn't want to have his sister bossing him around. He stealthed around the camp to avoid the white-furred she-cat and made his way into the apprentices' den to take a quick nap before he had to get back to work.
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"That was kind of you. I've kind of learned to tune her out at this point." Pinemouse admitted with a laugh. "She's nice enough, just very loud." She took another bite of her mouse and swiped her tongue over her muzzle. "I sleep next to Crookedpounce and he snores." Her nose scrunched in half-hearted annoyance. "And sometimes his broken foot twitches and kicks me in his sleep. Feels like being kicked by a rabbit!" She had been woken up many times by a swift kick to her haunches that left her feeling sore all morning. Still, he didn't have many friends that slept near him and she felt bad leaving him on his own.
((Is Smallpaw still open? Also, any other apprentices want to join the apprentice clean-up crew lol?))
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 16, 2018 20:43:27 GMT -5
((Daisypaw can once she gives Stormtangle some more herbs lol))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 20:49:46 GMT -5
Eyes widening, Softlight tried to peek around Daisypaw without her really noticing. "She did?" he asked, trying to keep his voice even as he asked about her. "Did she seem okay? I can stay here and help you and her, if it's needed--I mean, Paintpaw is probably still sore and can't really help out." Softlight tried to cover his reason, trying to keep his expression with only mild concern for his clanmate.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 16, 2018 20:52:14 GMT -5
"Unpleasantly so," Bluepool muttered, flicking a pebble with her front paw as she slunk to the earth in defeat. "It stinks too, because even if the water levels go down, they won't until Leafbare is around and then we'll just freeze ourselves to the bones." Trying to think of something else they could do--productive or not--Bluepool narrowed her eyes at the tom, studying him. "We could put spiders in the apprentice's nests?"
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