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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 19:30:48 GMT -5
Beartumble & Breezewhisker ; accompanied by Spiderblossom {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} Beartumble was completely at ease now as Spiderblossom's kitting was going smoothly. There hadn't been any complications since the first kit which left him a bit confused. Nonetheless, he spotted the two kittens coming out at the same time and began licking their snouts. A squeal came from one while the other let out a screech. He only wondered how cats put up with this daily, considering that kits seemed so whiny and vulnerable. The medicine cat passed the two kittens to Breezewhisker, who continued to lick their faces for the time being.
From what the brown tabby could remember the last time he had assessed the queen, there was at least one kit left. It shouldn't take much for calico to finish off and then she could get some rest. Blinking his golden eyes shortly, he could hear some of the commotion outside of the nursery. It was obvious the clan was interested and eager to see the newborns, but that wouldn't happen until Beartumble decided the time was right. If they were that keen, they might as well become a parent or a medicine cat themselves. "One more to go," he muttered, mostly to himself even though Spiderblossom could still hear him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 19:40:37 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 Sand With a quiet whimper, the fifth kit made its way into the world and the queen collapsed back into her nest in an exhausted manner. This time the young shecat took the initiative to take the final kit from where it had fallen into the nest, and copied what she had seen the medicine cat do with the rest of her children. Before placing the tiny creature at the curve of her belly with a tired purr. Exhausted as she might have been, to the point where it was apparent the queen was fighting off unconsciousness so she could stay awake and watch her newborns. Every instinct screamed at her to keep them safe and warm, something she would have given her life to do as any young mother would. Ears flicked forward with uncertainty when she saw a warrior peer in, whilst she knew that Crowstride likely meant no harm it made her no less concerned. With vulnerable kits needing her to simply survive, the new mother was unwilling to risk anything. Grateful when she saw him retreat, at least for now Spiderblossom rested her black and orange furred head against Breezewhisker's shoulder with a tired whimpering sound tugging from her lips. "They're perfect," she whispered in exhaustion. Barely having it in her to lift her head as the five newborns dug their way through her fur until they found a teat, and began to hungrily nurse. Their mewls at last silenced.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 13, 2018 19:41:43 GMT -5
[ Ahh i have to go now- i'll reply to anything once I get back~ let me know if i can take one of the kits later if it isn't too late o: ]
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 19:42:33 GMT -5
Daisyfoot ; accompanied by Kestrelwing .. {{ -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 }} {{ hollyclan camp - warrior's den }} With all the cats gathering around the nursery or staying close by, Daisyfoot emerged from the warrior's den. She was guilty of taking a rather short nap, but a nap nonetheless. Stifling a yawn, she saw Kestrelwing and Crowstride outside of the den. It seemed that the grey tabby was trying to have a conversation with the black feline, but it wasn't going too well. Mrrowing in amusement, she approached Kestrelwing. "Looks like you didn't succeed in getting Crowstride to join you for a patrol," she remarked, flicking her ginger-tipped tail in Crowstride's direction.
Her amber gaze flickered across camp to the nursery, slightly curious as to what was going on. She could only guess that Spiderblossom was having her kits or Breezewhisker was visiting her. She wasn't all that fond of the commotion in camp and she would rather head out while she had the chance. After all, she did spend some time sleeping off the dawn patrol. She returned her attention to the warrior before her. "If you don't mind, I'll take you up on the offer," the bi-color meowed willingly.
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 19:56:03 GMT -5
Beartumble & Breezewhisker ; accompanied by Spiderblossom {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} Beyond grateful that all the kits were born healthy and safely, Beartumble was surprised that Spiderblossom learned how to awaken the last kit. He didn't have to explain it to her like he did with Breezewhisker, but after all, it's not like the pair before them would know. This was their first litter and they didn't train as medicine cats like he did.
The medicine cat rose to his paws and padded towards the opening of the nursery to give the mates and their newborn kits some space. He noticed Crowstride peeking in momentarily to see what was going on before the brown tabby could even greet him. With a light movement of his shoulders, he peered out again, interested as to why the warrior wanted to see what was going on. Swiftly, he turned back to Breezewhisker and Spiderblossom. "I will leave you two with your kits. If you need anything, I will be outside the den," he meowed softly but didn't step away just yet. "Congratulations."
With that, the young tom stepped out of the nursery gingerly and glanced at the cats who were waiting for news or whatever interested them. It wasn't his place to give the announcement, so he decided to leave it up to the parents of the new kittens.
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Meanwhile, Breezewhisker was purring with pleasure at the sight of his mate and newborn kittens. They were, officially, a family. It was one of the many things he was enthusiastic about. "They really are," he mewed, nuzzling the calico she-cat gently. "You did well, Spiderblossom. I'm proud of you."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:07:50 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, Sand Only the twitch of her ears gave away the fact that she had heard the medicine cat's reply, her gaze fixed on the five kits curled at her flank. Nursing as though if they were to unlatch their mother would be snatched from them. The smile on her tired face was one of pure pride and affection, curling herself around them a little to encompass them in her thick fur. A difficult task considering how many of them there were, and how unusually small the warrior queen was for a member of HollyClan but she managed her feat. Looking up for a split second at the comment of her mate, she allowed herself a small laugh. "We're going to be run off our paws with so many kits to keep in line," she said with a playful grin. Doubting anything would be capable of making her stop smiling now her kits were here, and more importantly were safe. "Our little ones need names," she commented tiredly.
Patchkit » Camp, Sand Curled beside her mother's flank was the tiny, and as of yet unnamed, Patchkit. Partially squished by her larger brother and sisters, it seemed to not bother the tiny creature. Already there were the signs of her mother's calico markings splashed on her still damp coat. She kneaded deep into her mother's belly, seemingly content to nurse until the end of time regardless of what happened in the world around her. Patchkit squeaked in distress when a brother shoved her out of the way, sending the runt tumbling from her mother's side with a soft mewling sound, confused as to where her mother had gone, and every instinct screaming at her to return or fear death.
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 20:10:18 GMT -5
[[ before the kits are named, who were the people who wanted one? just to clear up confusion ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:12:38 GMT -5
(Me; Rain; you were offered one; a potential joiner who never did, and dakoda)
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 20:14:00 GMT -5
[[ 1. storm 2. rain 3. sand 4. dakoda 5. toothless (she said she'd like one if there was another opening)
- - is that correct? ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:16:45 GMT -5
(tooth said that they wished to wait for confirmation that potential joiner wasn't joining first)
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 20:23:27 GMT -5
[[ all right! so, we have at least 4 saved kits then. We could wait for Rain to continue the process of naming the kits or continue on. gender wise, we can let those with a kit figure it out? ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:24:48 GMT -5
( or until then dakodakit, rainkit and toothkit XD)
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 20:27:11 GMT -5
[ those are some damn good names lol ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:38:41 GMT -5
(would you like to continue as such, or just wait continue continue continue)
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 13, 2018 20:48:47 GMT -5
( Hi! I'm back! Sorry, I was watching a movie. ^^
I don't know what I want to name my kit, but I do know I want him to be a tom. )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:49:31 GMT -5
(Awesome!)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 20:58:32 GMT -5
(rain posted a list of colour possibilities on the joining page if you'd like to regard that )
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 13, 2018 20:59:46 GMT -5
( Okay! )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 21:14:38 GMT -5
(genetically impossible I believe, unless he’s infertile)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 21:22:13 GMT -5
(calico toms have to be infertile and XX causes that I believe so yeah)
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 21:33:38 GMT -5
[[ oof, sorry for disappearing! I think we should wait to see those who want a kit & see what they'd like for their character before we go further ]]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 13, 2018 23:14:16 GMT -5
{ I'm back home now c': Once i get in replies over on Oceanclan, I'll reply with kestrelwing here }
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 14, 2018 0:01:56 GMT -5
{ If by tomorrow or by the time storm & rain actually want all the kits named/descriptions and that person hasn't joined with one of the kits I can definitely make one! @stormpetal Sand }
{ Location ;; Hollyclan Camp | Replying to ;; Daisyfoot [Sand ] }
Kestrelwing genuinely wasn't expecting another cat to walk up and offer a place on the hunting patrol. But, when Daisyfoot ended up asking to join, his feathery tail twitched in acknowledgement and he dipped his head slightly. He looked back up at the ginger and white molly before slowly getting up to his paws and nodding. "Having you join would prove to be useful, yes. Crowstride is just themself. I try, but they don't really take comfort in advances, I guess." He mewed. Kestrelwing figured Daisyfoot didn't exactly care and he shook himself out before looking towards the camp entrance. "Alright, did you want to ask one more warrior or should we just go now?" He asked softly, twitching his ear before taking a few steps forward, unsure what Daisyfoot would want to do. "I'm alright with either, but if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to try hunting by Moss Meadow." Kestrelwing added after a moment.
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Post by Sand on Jul 14, 2018 1:10:02 GMT -5
Daisyfoot ; accompanied by Kestrelwing .. {{ -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 }} {{ hollyclan camp }} Out of respect for Kestrelwing allowing her to join his patrol, she dipped her head to the warrior before raising it. She let out a mrrow of amusement when the tom mentioned Crowstride again; she wasn't too surprised by the young warrior's actions for he reminded her a bit of an elder. Maybe he was just grouchy today. "Glad I can join you then," she responded. "Crowstride will learn some day. I wouldn't blame him for all of his actions. He's young and he hasn't always been the most... sociable cat around either."
It wasn't that the ginger and white she-cat comment was meant to be implite or intrusive, but she was trying to prove a point. She wasn't that great when it came to wording things and, for that, she wouldn't be taken aback if some cat other than Kestrelwing repeated it to another. Shaking off her thoughts, the warrior paused momentarily before answering. "I think we're good to go," she meowed, following after the grey tabby. "Moss Meadow sounds like an ideal choice. I haven't been out to the meadow in quite some time, I'm sure it's plentiful these days."
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Jul 14, 2018 3:08:27 GMT -5
[ Hello! Before my boyfriend and I take off, let me explain the sudden overnight trip. We were planning a weekend trip casually over the course of my time in Germany. It wasn't until about Thursday that we planned the location. We also didn't know if we were going to go on Friday or today. Well, here we are. Because I didn't know the exact details, I didn't have much information to give and admittedly, I was preoccupied with getting things going again. I will not be taking my laptop on this trip, and I can't guarantee I can be on for replies. We're going to the aquarium today and zoo tomorrow. I may check in if I have internet but again, I can't make promises. If you were wanting to role-play with me, just put up a starter today or tomorrow and tag me. If you need me, I am on discord and admittedly can access that better on mobile. My discord ID is Rainers #7992. (My boyfriend has better access so if you're in my forum server, I can see through his account as he is also a member.) If you can't reach me there, pm me on here, I try to check those before my bookmarks. As for new forms, I'm fine with them being done by Monday at the latest.]
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Pansexual
Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on Jul 14, 2018 3:19:27 GMT -5
(Okay, awesome! Starters! Anybody can pick these up. ) Mapleheart was sunning himself on the rocks next to Little Duck Creek. The tom had finished his duties quite a while ago, and had deemed himself quite worthy of a good break. The dark cinnamon-brown tom had his tailtip and forepaws dangling in the cool water of the river, cooling himself off from being in the burning sun. Mapleheart let out a content sigh, blinking slowly. Darkstorm was out hunting, having set herself to hunt at the land around the top of the ravine that HollyClan made their home in. The she-cat had already caught two mice and a squirrel, and she currently had her eyes on a small finch hopping around in the undergrowth. She was already in a hunter's crouch, slowly inching towards her prize. Suddenly, the bird sensed Darkstorm's presence, and took off in a flurry of wings. "Mouse-dung!" The she-cat exclaimed, rising fully to her paws. Greypaw was still sitting in her nest in the apprentices' den, a near-permanent neutral expression etched onto her face. Tawnybird hadn't come to fetch her yet, so why should she bother getting up? Her older brother, Mapleheart, had stuck his head in earlier to check to see if she wanted to come hunting with him, but Greypaw had declined. She had no idea where he was now. Probably lazing about somewhere, she thought to herself gloomily. That would be just like him.
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