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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2018 23:44:46 GMT -5
(Hi. Kinda poofy but HI)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2018 23:48:42 GMT -5
RP WITH ME)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2018 23:54:01 GMT -5
(Lol Ok want to do Hitchpaw telling Foxstar that he’s not coming back?)
(If I poof, that means I fell asleep.)
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Post by SnowStorm on Nov 30, 2018 1:40:35 GMT -5
*lurks*)
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Post by MadFaith on Nov 30, 2018 14:16:01 GMT -5
Kali stopped and her ears twitched as she heard a cat approaching. The munchkin turned her green eyes to the fence before she wiggled her way up it. She may have been small but she had learned quite a few tricks. She glanced down to see a cat looking around as if she were searching for something. The cat was young, even Kali could tell she wasn't a full grown cat yet. She tilted her head slightly to the side "you seem lost." she said gently. The munchkin looked like a kitten herself due to her size. Pebblepaw was deep in her own thought when a small voice broke the silence, shattering her concentration and causing the petite she-cat to jump in surprise, her fur fluffing out in an attempt to make herself look larger than she really was. Swinging her head around, she couldn't manage to find the source of the voice until she looked up. Her fearful gaze settled upon the small munchkin cat and she backed up quickly. "Who are you?" She did her best to attempt to sound aggressive, but it was evident that she was afraid. |
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Post by MadFaith on Nov 30, 2018 14:21:47 GMT -5
Applethorn | Boiling Lake | MadFaith 's Lilystep When her head was on his shoulder, a purr started without his consent. She was warm and comforting, and despite their verbal game they were playing, he couldn't seem to stay away from her. When she moved, he stopped purring, a frown crossing his face. Concerned, he stepped towards her, "Are you alright, Lilystep?" There was genuine concern in his voice, and no games being played. Was she sick? Why was she getting so close to him? Surely this was part of her little web she wove over every other tom. He was wrong to assume he was any different to her. I gotta sleep. Goodnight!)) Lilystep had moved away from Applethorn and was now seated with her back away from the tom, facing the forest. The cold breeze ruffled her fur as she gaze fell to her paws, her eyes closing tightly like she was doing her best to block out the world. "I'm fine." Her voice still remained strong and determined, and if that was all one was judging by they would have believed her, but the mask was cracking. Her face portrayed a spectrum of emotions; fear, pain, confusion, anger. She couldn't hear herself think over the flurry of emotions raging in her mind. |
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Post by MadFaith on Nov 30, 2018 14:27:24 GMT -5
Aspenfall felt her fur flush with sudden heat of having kits with Copperpelt and she pulled away with a squeak of embarrassment. "C-Cedarbristle!! I haven't even told the tom I like him and you're talking about kits?!" She exclaimed, her hurt now in the past. This was home and this was safe. She felt herself relaxing slightly and an amused twitch of her whiskers followed. "Uncle Cedar.. Funny. I thought they'd call you Uncle Prickles." Cedarbristle couldn't help but laugh at her animated response to his jest. At her retort, the large tom feigned hurt, stopping suddenly, "Of course, going after the pelt again. You're just jealous of how amazing it makes me look." The russet tom struck a heroic pose, before dropping into a crouch, his eyes glinting mischievously, "I can help you achieve this look." He launched himself, as best he could with an injured leg, on top of her and started licking the fur on her shoulders until it stood straight up. Taking a step back, he admired his handiwork, purring slightly, "It suits you well." |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Nov 30, 2018 22:31:15 GMT -5
Henlo)
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 1, 2018 0:06:44 GMT -5
Aspenfall's whiskers twitched in amusement before she paused warily as he dropped into a crouch. "Don't you-!" She tried to call out before she was tackled with a squeal. "No! Stop! You know I hate this!" She hissed out, her own fur rising as he groomed her fur the wrong way. She squirmed at the uncomfortable feeling and flatted her ears as he pulled away. "I will coat your fur in sap if you do that again!" She threatened, her words empty of any anger but full of amused promises.
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Bisexual
wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 1, 2018 0:43:28 GMT -5
Antcloud | Lightningclan Camp | SnowStorm 's Obsidiankit "Well, of course, little one." Antcloud purred at the kit. At this moment his heart felt sad. He remembered his apprentice when he was a kit and stopped himself from sighing. Mentoring Dustpaw was the closest thing he had to having kits. He'd never have kits of his own. At least he got to play with others, like Obsidiankit. Obsidiankit's small ears twitched at his sad look and she frowned slightly. Moving to face the larger warrior, the little kit rose onto her hind paws and pressed her forepaws against his nose. "What are you sad about? You can't be sad hunting for snowflakes!" Antcloud | Lightningclan Camp | SnowStorm's Obsidiankit "Oh, I'm not sad!" He smiled down at the kit, sadness lifting at Obsidiankit's caring look on her face, "I'm just wanting to find a good snowflake!" |
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Post by MadFaith on Dec 1, 2018 1:29:02 GMT -5
Aspenfall's whiskers twitched in amusement before she paused warily as he dropped into a crouch. "Don't you-!" She tried to call out before she was tackled with a squeal. "No! Stop! You know I hate this!" She hissed out, her own fur rising as he groomed her fur the wrong way. She squirmed at the uncomfortable feeling and flatted her ears as he pulled away. "I will coat your fur in sap if you do that again!" She threatened, her words empty of any anger but full of amused promises. Cedarbristle found himself purring, glad to be reunited with his best friend once more. "I missed this." His voice was soft, barely over a whisper, but completely genuine. There was still a pang of pain in his chest, knowing that he was so close to losing all of this, but it was being overwhelmed by the joy pouring forth. A sudden bolt of pain flickered through his back leg, reminding him that he shouldn't really be pouncing, but he did his best to push it aside, the only sign of its existence shown through his jaw clenching ever so slightly. "You should tell him the way you feel Aspen, I think he knows how special you are." |
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wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 1, 2018 1:35:22 GMT -5
Applethorn | Boiling Lake | MadFaith's Lilystep Applethorn was loathe to admit it, but the she-cat did have power over him. Something about her changed him. He didn't want to play games. And he found, as he began to unknowingly fall for her, he knew her more. "You're not fine." His voice was soft, softer than he'd ever spoken anything in his life, as he moved closed to her. He didn't press, he didn't want to spook her. If it was a trap, he told himself, he'd figure out how to get out of it, not even knowing himself to be too far gone already. I'm in a really sappy mood, can you tell?)) |
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Post by MadFaith on Dec 1, 2018 1:59:34 GMT -5
(They are cute but in like in two broken halves of a heart kinda way)
Lilystep found herself breathing deeply, her breath shaking as she exhaled. Why was she so scared of this tom, she had him wrapped around her claw, both of them knew it, but he made her want to feel vulnerable, that was the terrifying part. He had gotten closer to pulling off the mask than anyone ever had. Her mask was what protected her from revealing the truth, but he had his paw under the mask and it felt as though in one swift movement, every barrier she worked so hard to build up would come tumbling down, leaving her defenceless and weak! That word sent shivers down her spine, the fur on the back of her neck prickling slightly as the voice of her father returned to her, his cold gaze chilling her to the core, making her feel small, shrinking under his scrutinizing glare. She had promised herself to never live up to what he saw in her, striving to become strong and never let a tom feel more powerful than her, the only way to make sure no tom hurt her again was to have them all under her control, make sure they never hurt you. Her shoulders slumped, her physical form seeming to shrivel up, her tail wrapping around herself tightly. No longer was she the powerful she-cat, but she looked much more like a wounded kit. "I can't let you in, I-I'm sorry. I need to protect myself."
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wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 1, 2018 2:10:29 GMT -5
Applethorn | Boiling Lake | MadFaith's Lilystep "Then I'll let you in instead." He said softly to her, sitting next to her and placing his tail on hers. "You know I wasn't always a clan cat, everyone knows that. But I do remember being a kit. I only joined the clan right before my apprenticeship. I was never Applekit. So I remember my parents. Well, my mother. She always told me, when she'd talk to me, that my father was a scoundrel who never amounted to anything, and I was the same. I've spent most of my life trying to prove her wrong. But I've done so by using the tools she gave me: hatred and disloyalty, anger and ambition. I can't change that that's who I am. But I do know you make me not want to be like that anymore." They got some healing to do. Also I like making my cats' backstories up as I go lol)) |
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Post by Novi on Dec 1, 2018 2:21:15 GMT -5
posting this in all my roleplays:
Finals week is next/this coming week, so I'll have to be more focused than usual. To do so, I am barring all roleplaying on the forums for myself until they're over, with my last final being Friday the 7th. Although I probably will, technically, have time between studying, it's likely that I won't have enough to keep up a scene adequately with the speed the pages tend to go by with. I'll also likely be brain dead so my responses would be really crappy anyways ^^" Exceptions may be made to this if one of my characters is needed such as Snapperjaw or Dawnrush. if that's the case, just give me a poke and I'll pop on.)
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Post by MadFaith on Dec 1, 2018 2:50:20 GMT -5
As he spoke Lilystep slowly began opening her eyes, leaning into his warm presence. Her gaze still distant. She was listening, taking in each and every word. "Everyone can change, it is a closed, fixed mindset that says you otherwise." Her voice was soft but earnest. She breathed deeply, doing her best to slow her heart rate that was racing madly in her ears. "I, um, had a similar upbringing. My mother was a loner and her final wish was for my father to take care of me. He was a clan cat and blamed me for her death, seeing me as merely a burden. He had an image to keep in the clan and he pushed me to be better. There was so much..." Her voice trailed off, leaning away from him once more, her body shrinking. "He abused me, physically mentally, called me weak and I wanted so desperately to please him, but I was never enough." She sighed deeply, steadying her nerves. "I promised then that I would never let a tom close enough to hurt me ever again, the way I kept myself safe was by building walls." 'And then I met you...'
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wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 1, 2018 3:01:29 GMT -5
Applethorn | Boiling Lake | MadFaith's Lilystep Applethron paused for a long while, surprised the she-cat actually opened up to him. The air around them seemed lighter after their mutual confessions. "Because of the way she trained me, my mother destroyed my trust in all cats. She was cruel and manipulative. When I first saw you, I thought you were the same way. But there's kindness in your eyes, Lilystep, that no mask can veil. You didn't deserve the pain he caused you, and your hesitation is rational." He paused momentarily before saying, "I understand you." |
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Post by ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ on Dec 1, 2018 10:32:08 GMT -5
{ hey guys sorry I’ve been so inactive. Anyone wanna rp }
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Dec 1, 2018 11:12:59 GMT -5
hello)
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 1, 2018 16:31:47 GMT -5
Obsidiankit's small ears twitched at his sad look and she frowned slightly. Moving to face the larger warrior, the little kit rose onto her hind paws and pressed her forepaws against his nose. "What are you sad about? You can't be sad hunting for snowflakes!" Antcloud | Lightningclan Camp | SnowStorm's Obsidiankit "Oh, I'm not sad!" He smiled down at the kit, sadness lifting at Obsidiankit's caring look on her face, "I'm just wanting to find a good snowflake!" Obsidiankit studied the larger tom for a moment before nodding her head. "Okay! I want to find a good snowflake too!" She exclaimed, dropping back to her paws and fluffed out her fur. "Are you ready Antcloud?" |
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 1, 2018 16:37:14 GMT -5
Aspenfall's whiskers twitched in amusement before she paused warily as he dropped into a crouch. "Don't you-!" She tried to call out before she was tackled with a squeal. "No! Stop! You know I hate this!" She hissed out, her own fur rising as he groomed her fur the wrong way. She squirmed at the uncomfortable feeling and flatted her ears as he pulled away. "I will coat your fur in sap if you do that again!" She threatened, her words empty of any anger but full of amused promises. Cedarbristle found himself purring, glad to be reunited with his best friend once more. "I missed this." His voice was soft, barely over a whisper, but completely genuine. There was still a pang of pain in his chest, knowing that he was so close to losing all of this, but it was being overwhelmed by the joy pouring forth. A sudden bolt of pain flickered through his back leg, reminding him that he shouldn't really be pouncing, but he did his best to push it aside, the only sign of its existence shown through his jaw clenching ever so slightly. "You should tell him the way you feel Aspen, I think he knows how special you are." Aspenfall's glare melted slowly at his words and her ears rose slightly at his purr. If she was honest, she missed this too but when he clenched his jaw she realized that he was still in pain. "Cedar.." She started to say before stopping herself, knowing that he hated it if she fussed over him. Instead she glanced to the side at his words, glad to change the subject. "Cedar you know I can't just do that. I may be blunt at times but I am not that blunt." She told him, her gaze flickering back to him. |
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wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 1, 2018 17:40:13 GMT -5
Antcloud | Lightningclan Camp| SnowStorm's Obsidiankit "I'm ready." The warrior said. He watched the intense look on the kit's face, amused. He wondered how to break it to her that touching snowflakes would ruin them, so there was no way to bring one back to her mother. |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Dec 1, 2018 21:32:28 GMT -5
(Here)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2018 22:03:41 GMT -5
Copperpelt had been keeping himself busy with hunting due to the snow piling up and making it difficult for warriors to find much prey. He found a scrawny squirrel trying to get nuts for its own home but he had to cut it short for their survival. The large tom pushed through the camp entrance to find Cedarbristle and Aspenfall playing around, noticing the look they gave each other. A pang of jealously hit his heart before he dropped the only thing he caught onto the pile and turned away, not wanting to see them together as if becoming mates.
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 1, 2018 22:45:36 GMT -5
Obsidiankit's eyes lit up at his words and bounced in place. "Great! Let's go!" She called out with a purr, pressing her nose to his cheek before bounding off to dive headfirst into a snow bank.
Aspenfall glanced up to see Copperpelt and her world brightened for a moment. Cedarbristle's earlier words rang in her head and she could feel her petl heat up. "Cedarkit.." She murmured quietly to herself, studying the tom before making a decision. "I'm going to talk to him. Wish me luck and thank you." She purred quitely, pressing her nose softly to his ear before bounding off towards Copperpelt. "Copperpelt!"
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Bisexual
wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 1, 2018 22:59:08 GMT -5
Antcloud | Lightningclan Camp | SnowStorm's Obsidiankit Concerned her small body couldn't make it out, Antcloud instinctively grabbed her scruff and pulled her out. When he set her down, he stared at her for a second, saying, "Obsidiankit, are you okay? Did you mean to do that?" |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2018 23:31:41 GMT -5
Copperpelt froze before turning to meet her eyes. "Hey," he said with a small smile. "I hope I didn't interruptanything special."
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 1, 2018 23:44:46 GMT -5
Obsidiankit let out a sneeze as he pulled her out and she blinked large blue eyes up at him. "I couldn't find the snowflake in there. There is too many. What would I get Momma now?" She asked quietly, her ears drooping.
"You didn't interrupt anything." Aspenfall purred out, oblivious to his previous freeze. "Can.. Can I talk to you for a moment?" She asked him after a moment, her green eyes hopeful as she looked up at him.
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Bisexual
wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Dec 2, 2018 1:11:16 GMT -5
Antcloud | Lightningclan Camp | SnowStorm's Obsidiankit "Well, snowflakes are hard to keep, and your mother deserves something she can hold on to forever, right?" He asked rhetorically before proceeding with, "Why don't we get her a pretty rock or soft feather so that she can keep it by her nest always?" He smiled at the kit, hoping to lift her sadly drooping ears. |
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Post by Degur on Dec 2, 2018 16:26:44 GMT -5
(Oof hey yall!! Im actually so sorry for not being on for such a long time! I feel so guilty about missing so much, but I’m here now! So how is everyone??)
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