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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 20, 2018 16:33:43 GMT -5
Jasminefoot crouched beside her daughter, burying her brow into the kit's body. The little one smelled sweet, and her baby fur was so soft to touch. The silver queen began to sob, failing to repress her voice for the silent procession.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 16:44:41 GMT -5
Waterfur,keeping quiet,inched closer to Jasminefoot.She muzzled the queen compfortingly.She would have to ask how she felt during this.Not anytime soon of course,but sometime in the future.Just in case she somehow managed to find a mate and have kits,then somehow one died,she'd know how it feels so she could learn to cope with it.
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 20, 2018 17:18:02 GMT -5
Jasminefoot shuddered at Waterfur's touch, feeling very sensitive right now. It's not that she didn't appreciate the comfort from her clanmates, but she was just not physically prepared for it. She whipped her head up, eyes wide in suprise.
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 20, 2018 17:20:30 GMT -5
(( β¨ nissabug β¨ could I possiblt do a warrior cat art trade with you? When you had the time? :333 ))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 17:27:13 GMT -5
Waterfur jerked when Jassminefoot's head jerked up.It wasn't unusual for mourning queens to look up to Starclan but this one had suprise in her eyes.Sure this cat didn't feel suprised that Starclan called a kit to them.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 20, 2018 17:33:51 GMT -5
(( β¨ nissabug β¨ could I possiblt do a warrior cat art trade with you? When you had the time? :333 )) ((oh sure!! that would be cool! you can message me about it lol))
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 20, 2018 18:44:48 GMT -5
Waterfur jerked when Jassminefoot's head jerked up.It wasn't unusual for mourning queens to look up to Starclan but this one had suprise in her eyes.Sure this cat didn't feel suprised that Starclan called a kit to them. (( she's looking up at waterfur xD ))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 19:10:10 GMT -5
[Okay gang anyone up for some ships?
I have Paintpaw, Skystar, and Flightwhisker open for mates yoooo]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:15:01 GMT -5
Waterfur jerked when Jassminefoot's head jerked up.It wasn't unusual for mourning queens to look up to Starclan but this one had suprise in her eyes.Sure this cat didn't feel suprised that Starclan called a kit to them. (( she's looking up at waterfur xD )) (i was as clueless as Waterfur was lolz)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:17:25 GMT -5
(I can halp moss.I have all of mine lol,even tho Squirrel and Chipmunk are mates in my stories lmao. But ya,Brokennose,Waterfur,Squirrel,and Chipmunk)
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 20, 2018 19:19:16 GMT -5
((only Hazelshine is available lmaoooo))
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 19:23:05 GMT -5
[Lol yikes. Who would you guys think is a better option for Flightwhisker, Waterfur or Hazelshine? I might have Paintpaw be forever alone lmao]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 19:25:23 GMT -5
Bluepool didn't feel much awkwardness at all as she padded alongside Goldenstrike. It honestly felt like they had done something that seemed natural, since Goldenstrike took her for who she was. The only thing she continued to think over in her head was how she could be good to this tom, who deserved someone better than herself. She didn't think she was the kind of she-cat to really provide him with what he wanted, but she figured she could try for his sake. She cared for him as much as she did her own sister.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:29:13 GMT -5
(Waterfur just seems more of a cat that would be atractted to Flightwhisker and Hazelshine would just manipulate him lmao.I can read)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 19:33:08 GMT -5
[LOL! Would you want them to have kits? xD]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 19:36:21 GMT -5
(I have no caring feeling when it comes to things like that.If your character shows affection and they have kits and other things related to that like if they'll be mates.I have no say in it lmao.So if you want em to have kits they can have kits.IDC)
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 19:38:58 GMT -5
[Lol okay, I only asked cause I want Flightwhisker to die before/right after there are kits involved lmao]
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 20, 2018 20:00:51 GMT -5
((wow rip Hazelshine lol))
When they got back to camp, Flightpaw was standing in the vigil tree. He must have gotten his warrior name at the meeting; Goldenstrike would have felt dumb asking so he would just wait until tomorrow to find out. He entered camp and his eyes widened when he saw the vigil for Blossomkit. He knew they would have one, but the silence made it feel too real. The kit really had died. He saw Daisypaw staring quietly at the clearing from the medicine den, and he sighed inwardly.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 20, 2018 20:22:41 GMT -5
( hey guys!! finally done. I had an extremely stressful orientation but it's over now. I just can't wait to be an adult XD Mosshail wanna pick up the DeerXRW RP?)))
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 20, 2018 20:29:20 GMT -5
The sight of the tiny kit motionless in the middle of camp filled Hawkjaw with sadness. The sun had now slipped behind the trees, and the moon was beginning to illuminate the clearing with an eerie glow. He his head in condolences of the kit, watching Skystar and Whisperwing carefully position her. He had a soft spot for young cats, the precious potential they held swelled his heart with father-like love. He said a silent prayer to Starclan, eyes closed and brows furrowed.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 20:52:23 GMT -5
"We can, uh... be slow as we walk back to camp?" He didn't want to step over any more lines and take further chances that would only embarrass himself more, so the tom suggested something simple. He didn't want their time together to end, and he figured that it was unlikely that he had made any real progress within the relationship he had with Robinwhisper. Smallpaw will probably give me an ear-full... he thought.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 20:54:20 GMT -5
Bluepool was still wordless, but now for a whole other reason. She noticed the kit in the center of the clearing and she paused before she decided to join the cats towards the outside of the circle. She wanted to pay her respects, even if she wasn't really around much. She was still part of the Clan. She motioned for Goldenstrike, letting him know he could join her if he wanted, though she sent a glance to Daisypaw in case he'd rather sit beside his sibling; she'd understand.
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Post by xfogpathx on Jul 20, 2018 21:06:50 GMT -5
((I got cats open for ships lol.))
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 20, 2018 21:11:34 GMT -5
"We can, uh... be slow as we walk back to camp?" He didn't want to step over any more lines and take further chances that would only embarrass himself more, so the tom suggested something simple. He didn't want their time together to end, and he figured that it was unlikely that he had made any real progress within the relationship he had with Robinwhisper. Smallpaw will probably give me an ear-full... he thought. Robinwhisper glanced around, the sun had just slipped behind the trees. The river pounding behind her mixed with the late sounds of what bugs were left this close to leaf-bare comforted her. "That sounds like a great idea." She purred. She was appreciating Deerleg's precautions toward her for what they were. He obviously cares enough to not be too forward with me. she thought, a grin spreading across her muzzle. She motioned with her head towards camp and began to walk at a slow pace back into the woods. The smell of the forest dampened from recent rains filled her nose and she breathed deep. "What's your favorite smell?" she still had her nose in the air, eyes closed to really take in the smells.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 20, 2018 21:13:51 GMT -5
Goldenstrike looked back at Bluepool, then nodded gratefully to her and turned to walk quietly to the medicine den, behind the outside circle. When Daisypaw saw him, her tail perked up and she hurried to meet him halfway. βWhere were you?β she asked in a harsh whisper as the siblings took their seats. βFlightwhisker became a warrior.β
βI was with Bluepool,β he replied, then gave her a pointed glance to keep her mouth shut. Daisypaw huffed but decided not to interrogate any further... for now. She pressed against him and leaned into his fur, and Goldenstrike licked her head.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2018 21:16:35 GMT -5
(I know all mine are open for ships.Unless moss decided to do Flightwhisker and Waterfur.)
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Post by π΄πππππ πππππππ΄ on Jul 20, 2018 22:12:40 GMT -5
Nettlefrost looked upon the somber event, frowning. She lowered her head respectfully, joining the congregation.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 23:02:04 GMT -5
[@brokennose : okiee]
Once the patrol finally arrived back at camp, they noticed the large group of mourners around the tiny kit that lay in the center of camp. Dreamwave didn't want to be disrespectful, but she knew she had to alert Skystar right away. She skirted around the group of cats slowly and quietly, sitting herself next to Skystar. She spoke to him without facing him, as she faced towards the center of camp. "There's a strange, dead cat towards the end of the Slumbering Stream... which isn't exactly slumbering after the previous rain we had," she started. "We wanted to let you know. There's no obvious cause of death, but the thing reeks like nothing I've ever smelled before." Skystar kept his gaze focused on the group of grieving cats in front of him as he listened, not averting his eyes... but they darkened at the news that Dreamwave gave him. Quietly, he replied, "I'll have to ask you to escort me there immediately in the morning, before even the dawn patrol sets out... I'll figure out what to do with it when I see it. I don't want any other cats in danger of catching a disease, if that's why it died." This troubled the leader, being so close to Leafbare meant greater vulnerability to all of his clanmates.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 20, 2018 23:03:48 GMT -5
Deerleg glanced at Robinwhisper, then to the sky as the light began to fade. "Maybe... dew at the start of a New-leaf morning. Resting along the grass really gives a serene scene... and scent." The tom kept pace with Robinwhisper, feeling at peace in the moment. It was odd to him, as he'd never felt like this before, even with Smallpaw.
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