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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Aug 12, 2018 16:41:44 GMT -5
Season of the Stars - Tags: Everyone (Camp)Season jumped up to the ledge near her den. She glanced up to the sky to confirm that Sanguis had set and that it was now "night time." The tortoiseshell leader brighten up her luminescence before addressing the cats below. "Let all Tribal Cats gather below for a Tribal Ceremony!" She yowled out. Tonight would be a big night with so many new trainees. The nursery would look empty for a while until new queens and kits moved in. She felt a little sorry for the trainees, with so many of them. Either way, the tribe's future was looking good. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע , roboticpandacat , Sparkly , nygmobblepot , 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 , decipher , ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ »
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Aug 12, 2018 16:59:24 GMT -5
Fog that Never Ends - Tags: Ceremony (Camp) Fog lifted his head from where he was lying near the edge of the camp. Ears twitching, the runner stood up and glanced around the camp for his trainee, Cliff. He wanted them to sit next to each other for the ceremony. But then again, Mist might want her son next to him as well.
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 12, 2018 17:30:12 GMT -5
River running through Forest🌳 As Forest’s ears perked up he turned to see the camp gathering the ceremony. He had completely forgotten that the ceremony was today. He turned his eyes to the camp, and then back toward Isorm. He wondered if Isorm would be attending, but chose to walk on his own. He had a feeling, but he wasn’t sure what is was, but bothering Isorm with it was not something he wanted to do.
Forest took a step toward the other cats gathering.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Aug 12, 2018 17:45:54 GMT -5
ah, i forgot to post here! i’ll put up a response as soon as i get on my laptop! }
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 12, 2018 19:28:01 GMT -5
ღ Faraway Nebula where Stars are Born ღ | Leader's Ledge | Tags - - Season
At the authoritative yowl of Season's, Nebula sat a bit straighter in her seat beside the leader. Juxtaposed together, the kitten paled in comparison to the dignity and power the premier exuded, yet unlike the many times before, she did not recoil away. Even under the intense scrutiny of the gathering Tribe, she held her composure--shoulders drawn, lips pursed, and gaze fiercer than anybody could've anticipated. If not by her otherwise renown skittish persona, many could've identify her as a fine example of pure daring. The gentle zephyrs that ghosted her face in the starlit environment made her feel rather... exposed. More than she'd ever been in a while, if ever. She briefly shut her cyan-speckled gaze, relishing in the moment of control she felt championing through the vulnerability, the elements, and the eyes intently surveilling the tiny daughter of Bramble's. The thought of her father gave her the overwhelming desire to search for him amongst the hoi polloi, to see what she envisioned would be pride and encouragement. Albeit the overwhelming temptation, the neonate reasoned a glance down would ignite panic—thus she continued to stare ahead, avoiding any flicker of a familiar orange incandescence. Despite the evasion of spotting her sire, she did connect the contemplation of both her parents with that of the tidiness of her curly coat, beginning to wonder if it was outwardly presentable for such a ceremony. The rising insecurities were abruptly—and quite promptly—pushed to the furthest corners of her mind and she continued to wait for her name to called and associated with that of her mentor’s.& ϟ Bramble that Captures Thorns ϟ | Camp | Tags - - Butterfly
The Protector strolled over at the sound of Season’s ringing voice, ears pricked with intrigue at the particularities surrounding the meeting. However, upon spotting a few kittens making their way to where the leader stood tall upon the ledge, he realized the assemblage was to be a Ceremony. He purred at the thought of new trainees—despite the specific rank already brimful with different faces. He seated himself down, Butterfly taking her place at his right side. She propped herself lovingly against his shoulders, before her eyes widened in surprise.“That’s Nebula!” she hissed in a hushed, yet excited whisper. A grin spread across her splendid mug and she almost appeared giddy with both eagerness and excitement. "You didn’t tell me she was becoming a trainee!”Bramble, more shocked than content, straightaway noticed the tiny kitten flanking Season with the most collected composure he’d ever witnessed from his otherwise anxiety-ridden daughter. “…I didn’t know,” he admitted, not being able to tear away his gaze from the confidence Nebula so professionally exuded. “But I… what? When did this happen?”Butterfly purred, taking the opportunity to teasingly nuzzle into his neck.“Does it matter? Our daughter is becoming a trainee!” “I-I suppose,” came his uncertain sputter. He barely felt his consort’s playful contact, let alone reciprocated the gesture. The nimrod frowned at his behavior.“What’s wrong?” she probed, detecting something was indeed very off. At the query, the burnet simply shook himself as though to bring himself from a trance. To assuage her concerns, he gave his mate a genuine smile.“Nothing is wrong,” he assured, entwining his tail with hers. “I couldn’t be happier.”Giving him a rather suspicious glance, she yielded to his word and reclined once more against his shaggy physique. Yet, even as his eyes proudly bore onto his Little Star, Bramble couldn’t help but wonder where Rose was to partake in the same ritual of tyros.{ I'll put color when I get on my laptop. Edit: done~! roboticpandacat - - { I hope I'm portraying Butterfly correctly ^^;; If not, when you get online, I am completely willing to edit these posts to your absolute liking :0. }
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Post by decipher on Aug 12, 2018 19:48:59 GMT -5
Chaparral with Broken Thorns /Camp / Ceremony | Anybody
Chaparral steadily trotted over at Season’s call. He looked somewhat smug, the reason being he was to be receiving a trainee very shortly. If his theories were incorrect, well, he had Fire to wait for, and the pellum would be an interesting sort to train (even use as a potential weaponized asset.) He sat down making himself comfortable and awaited for the ceremony to start. +++ Petal of Sweet Blossom / Camp / Fog | Wildfire* - 🦉
Blossom strolled to where the crowd was gathering. She kept a low profile, wanting nothing more to be identified by her ex-mate or children. She sought refuge with someone she knew and spotted Fog. The tribe runner quickened her step and sat directly beside the tom. Self-conscious of the abrupt behavior, she shuffled a few inches away. Her ears were drawn in embarrassment. “Mind if I sit here?” She sounded exhausted and it showed with her fur and drooping eyes. She hadn’t gotten any sleep, perhaps due to anxiety. Surprisingly, she managed to keep some hints of her beauty.
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 12, 2018 20:21:07 GMT -5
ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » - - { Hey! How are you bud :0? }
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Aug 12, 2018 20:24:49 GMT -5
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע ; hi friend! i'm doing well! how are you? ^^ }
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 12, 2018 20:28:40 GMT -5
ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » - - { I'm doing good as well~! A tad excited too, since I'll be posting something semi-soon and hope it does well~! Also, pssst, spoilers, Solstice miiiiight be going to be quite involved with the ceremony ;'))) }
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Aug 12, 2018 20:32:18 GMT -5
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע ; :o is solstice getting a trainee?!?! then i need to get a response up ASAP }
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Aug 12, 2018 21:19:28 GMT -5
okay, so i'm like.. super busy with other rps right now and don't really have feline muse right now ^.^' if ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע or Wildfire* - 🦉 would like to roleplay Solstice for now, so that she still takes part in the ceremony, please feel free! I'm just working through planning a clan and rping humans right now and it's sucking at my muse, you know? I apologize for the inconvenience }
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Aug 12, 2018 21:33:32 GMT -5
Season of the Stars - Tags: Ceremony (Camp)Season glanced down below. Everyone one was ready and present. Except, everyone wasn't present. From her view, she knew that Rose's luminescence was missing. As was Briar and Fern's. She frowned deeply, pausing for a heartbeat or few more, waiting to see the telltale movement of cats joining the circle. But nobody did. Worry floated through her mind before she shook it off. If they were still not back before the ceremony ended, she would send a patrol after them. "First, before we begin the ceremonies, Bright of the Sun and Black of the Night, please step forward." ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע , roboticpandacat , Sparkly , nygmobblepot , 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 , decipher , ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » Night of Terrible Winds - Tags: Ceremony (Camp) Night glanced around camp, swinging his head around before freezing as Season called out for Bright and Black. The tom's usual blank face was marred by a concerned frown. Where was Briar? She had gone out earlier but...she should have been back by now.Mist where Little Animals Play - Tags: Ceremony (Camp)Mist sat next to Stream, ready to enjoy the ceremony. She took note of the amount of trainees: five. Tawny, Ember, Rose, Firefly, and little Nebula. She shivered at the amount of trainees. If anything, the tribe's future was looking busy. They had so many trainees...she knew it would be up to the few that weren't mentors to help out whenever possible.Fog that Never Ends - Tags: Blossom, Ceremony (Camp)Fog turned his head and blinked in surprise. "Um, sure," He mumbled, blushing slightly. He was surprised the she-cat had wanted to sit by him. Then, the tom frowned, spotting Blossom's tired look and slightly haggard appearance. Fog was mostly a quiet tom that let others do as they pleased. He rarely got involved unless it was family. But the tom knew bits and pieces of Blossom's past including the fact that her former mate had abandoned her and her kits had left her as well. A pang went through his heart as he moved just slightly closer to her. decipher Fire that Sings to the Air - Tags: Ceremony (Camp)Fire laid on top of the log. She had a small guess as to what was going on, but she wasn't sure. As it was, she didn't feel welcomed joining the circle. Rarely, did anyone talk to her. Most cast her odd glances or whispered more words she didn't understand around her. The few cats she had thought would be nice to her...kind of left her. The grey tom that saved her hadn't been to see her in quite some time. The cute tom with the green luminescence seemed too busy to even look at her. And the little kit that she had tried to help was moving on without her. Fire felt little stinks of tears in her eyes. Maybe...she should leave too?
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 13, 2018 9:45:24 GMT -5
River running through Forest🌳
As Season called out two cats, Forest felt himself shuffle back, and forth on his paws. He felt nervous, but he didn’t see why. It was like he knew something was going to happen, but he didn’t think it would be possible for him to be receiving a trainee. Forest would be far too busy with a trainee, and though he had thought about having kits. He didn’t know anything about the thought of the responsibility of raising, and training one. These kits were bigger, because of course they had already been raised in the nursery. Not as big as Forest, but he knew it would take intense training to be as strong, and broad as himself. It might be impossible, he thought. He wasn’t sure how he felt, but he knew he was nervous.
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 13, 2018 14:37:04 GMT -5
Wildfire* - 🦉 - - { GASP, Fire is alone?? Well let's change that shall we >:333? }
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 13, 2018 14:43:08 GMT -5
☣ Little Briar Reflected on Slough ☣ | Camp | Tags - - Rose
Where the uneven cuts had once bled in profusion, now only would drip occasionally, blood coagulating into glistening, raw scabs. Despite this rather uncomfortable process, the combatant had began to let-up from relying so much on the tyke’s support, instead becoming more and more independent of her gait. She was, however, careful with the transition, heedfully ascertaining not to set pressure on her injured limb. She could feel Rose’s gaze linger coolly on her as the combatant distanced the space between them, giving the two leeway to walk without contact. The apprentice flicked her tail casually, not at all bothered by Briar’s want for autonomy; in fact, she appeared rather impressed, almost as though she had been investigating the fighter the entirety of the time to identify her tribal value—and here was some of it, the femme’s unadulterated determination. “We’re here,” the tyke commented, leaving room for the older cat to pass through the barrier first. With a silent word of gratitude, the molly slipped past the trainee—instantly being greeted with the warm and welcoming scents of her tribe. She breathed a sigh of relief at ultimately arriving, though the desire to scope out her consort overwhelmed that of the confusion of the gathering sept. However, she quelled the desire, reasoning she wasn’t quite ready to face Night just yet. Albeit blue she-cat was indeed innocent, she needed to gather her thoughts and, ultimately, her words. She didn’t want to simply seem blunt with the topic of nearly being murdered, as it could cause tension on both ends.
Instead, she hurried to the healer’s den, pink luminescence dimmed as to not attract attention with her run to seek medical attention for her wounds. &
✯ Lonely Firefly Dancing aloft the Creek ✯ | Leader's Ledge | Tags - - Rose, Season
Upon spotting her friend, the carob youth sprung up from her seat beside the other huddled trainees. Without question or a polite word of apology to Season, she hurried over—confused.
“Rose, ye’rr late,” she hissed softly in a concerned manner.
Firefly had always distinguished her colleague as being quite punctual, as the rank her friend once partook in required such discipline of time. As such, something had to have happened to prevent the tyke from arriving on time and she tried to convey this by seeming concerned. However, the yellow-laced molly received no such confirmation.
“I’ll tell you later,” she stated rather nonchalantly, passing the probing femme without a second glance back. Drawing back her ears slightly, the apprentice did not question her companion’s want for privacy, instead pursuing silently behind.
When they ultimately reached their destination beside Season, Rose beckoned dourly to the leader; her face equally serious as her gesture.
“I need to speak with you after the Ceremony,” she stated simply.
Despite the simplicity, her words had a sharp edge to them, and she made it abundantly clear this information was not only important, but the reason behind her absence. It was obvious the leader needed to hear this.
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ツ Bug that Crawls on Tree ツ | Camp | Tags - - Fire, Morning
In a bubbly manner, the tyke abandoned what he had been occupied with and scurried to the gathering crowd. His sister flanked him, cold as usual, yet also rather attentive to the individuals around them. Her eyes would wander occasionally, before snapping back toward where Season was situated atop the stand above.
“Oooh, another trainee ceremony! We seem to be having a lot, dontcha think, Morn?”The healer rolled her eyes, breathing out a puff of air that almost resembled a snort. Bug couldn’t help but smile at her grumpy demeanor—the norm for his sibling. It was quite the improvement, really. The moon before, she had had a few days of being… different. The tom had never seen the physician act so sulky and moody. However, whatever had occurred seemed to have long-since passed, and that pleased him.
He smiled fondly at her as they made their way through the crowd to select viable seats. She flashed a warning pulse in response, acting as though she found his childish behavior despicable. But the tyke knew better and he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh please, we both know—“
A flicker of fiery orange.
Instantly, his gaze fixated on a lonely sight—that of the roxatave watching alone atop the log of the nursery. Bug’s countenance softened.
“Hey, I need to be right back,” he whispered to his russet kin. She blinked skeptically at him, following his stare to where she identified Fire. It was then Morning offered him a small smirk of approval. She indicated with her bioluminescence, ‘Take all the time you need.’The protector to-be grinned and darted off, calling over his shoulder: “Love ya!”
As the medic went back to sitting, however, she noticed a flash of pink at the corner of her eye. Briar, injured. Immediately, she slipped away from the crowd in pursuit of the combatant. Bug, on the other paw, had already reached his target and he gave a quite lovely beam.
“Hiya there!” he chirped. “Mind if I sit with ye, lass?”To visually depict his meaning—in case the foreign feline did not understand, as was seemingly typical—he sat the space beside her, associated with giving her a rather pressing look.
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 13, 2018 16:06:55 GMT -5
Wade💧 Through Deep WatersAs the ceremony had begun Wade stood near the back. He found himself reminiscing on his time as a trainee when he initially arrived in camp. His many times training, and finding himself in fear of the rejection of another mentor. It worked fine. He learned more, because of that.
These kits were clearly nervous. They were small, some smaller than others. Two were quite large, but they were fairly new, and though Wade had a feeling they didn't have good intentions he decided to keep that to himself. They were just trainees. They probably could do too much damage now, but of course. He didn’t know about later. They were both clearly hiding something, but Wade couldn’t understand what it could be. They are just trainees.
Wade flicked his luminescence, and brought his attention back to Season. He typically sat alone, which wasn't strange. Wade had a scowl of a resting face, so many found him hard to approach.
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 13, 2018 18:28:34 GMT -5
okay, so i'm like.. super busy with other rps right now and don't really have feline muse right now ^.^' if ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע or Wildfire* - 🦉 would like to roleplay Solstice for now, so that she still takes part in the ceremony, please feel free! I'm just working through planning a clan and rping humans right now and it's sucking at my muse, you know? I apologize for the inconvenience } ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » - - { I don't typically play as others' characters unless I am very, very acquainted to them. However, if you have any specific way you RP Solstice, I might be able to ^^! I don't like getting characters wrong </3 }
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Aug 13, 2018 18:58:04 GMT -5
okay, so i'm like.. super busy with other rps right now and don't really have feline muse right now ^.^' if ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע or Wildfire* - 🦉 would like to roleplay Solstice for now, so that she still takes part in the ceremony, please feel free! I'm just working through planning a clan and rping humans right now and it's sucking at my muse, you know? I apologize for the inconvenience } ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » - - { I don't typically play as others' characters unless I am very, very acquainted to them. However, if you have any specific way you RP Solstice, I might be able to ^^! I don't like getting characters wrong </3 } ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע ah, if you're up to it I really just roleplay her as a mom-type, very caring and thoughtful. she can be slightly naive, but she's mostly just a lovable dork. i would really appreciate it, because i'm still planning and i just overwhelmingly am not in an rp place right now! as soon as i am, i will return and take over again, but until then i cannot thank you enough if you are willing to rp her! <3 i trust you completely with my Solstice }
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 13, 2018 19:10:11 GMT -5
Wade💧 Through Deep WatersAs the ceremony had begun Wade stood near the back. He found himself reminiscing on his time as a trainee when he initially arrived in camp. His many times training, and finding himself in fear of the rejection of another mentor. It worked fine. He learned more, because of that.
These kits were clearly nervous. They were small, some smaller than others. Two were quite large, but they were fairly new, and though Wade had a feeling they didn't have good intentions he decided to keep that to himself. They were just trainees. They probably could do too much damage now, but of course. He didn’t know about later. They were both clearly hiding something, but Wade couldn’t understand what it could be. They are just trainees.
Wade flicked his luminescence, and brought his attention back to Season. He typically sat alone, which wasn't strange. Wade had a scowl of a resting face, so many found him hard to approach.
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 13, 2018 19:11:04 GMT -5
(I wanted to change my Wade response. My first one didn’t feel right.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Aug 14, 2018 17:20:54 GMT -5
Season of the Stars - Tags: Ceremony, Bright, Black (Camp)Season watched as Bright and Black walked forward. Her eyes darted away as she spotted Rose and Briar entering back into the camp. Her eyes narrowed as Briar immediately headed into the healers' den, ignoring the ceremony. Rose, meanwhile, joined Firefly near the camp and looked up at Season. She mouthed something to her and assumed it was that they needed to talk to her. Season just nodded. Glancing down at Bright and Black, the leader began to speak. "Some time ago, you two returned to camp, asking to come home. After much thinking and from what you have told me*, I am happy to welcome you back to the Tribe of Hidden Fireflies. Welcome home." Sparkly , 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 Night of Terrible Winds - Tags: Ceremony (Camp)Spotting movement out of the corner of his eye, Night turned his head to spot Briar entering the camp. His ears pricked as she ignored the ceremony and moved to the healers' den. He shifted to follow her before Season called out to Bright and Black again. The fighter paused before turning back to the ceremony, tail lashing.Mist where Little Animals Play - Tags: Ceremony (Camp)Mist purred happily as Bright and Black were welcomed back officially into the tribe. She left out a small yowl of greeting and welcome. Feeling Stream press closer to her, the she-cat grinned.Fog that Never Ends - Tags: Ceremony, Blossom (Camp)Fog listened as Season welcome back Bright and Black. He called out their names softly, welcoming his sort-of-brothers back. "Bright! Black! Bright! Black!" decipher Fire that Sings to the Air - Tags: Ceremony, Bug (Nursery)Fire blinked as the luminescent green cat she was thinking about earlier suddenly joined her on the log. She blinked confused up at him before flattening her ears, suddenly unsure what was going on by the long look he was giving her. She slowly turned her head and looked away as Season began to speak, highly conscious of the tom beside her. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
(*I'm assuming that Bright and Black told Season everything.)
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 14, 2018 19:26:42 GMT -5
ツ Bug that Crawls on Tree ツ | Camp | Tags - - Ceremony, Fire
Frowning slightly by her lack of a reaction, the tom awkwardly settled beside her—though kept enough leeway not to make it uncomfortable for either cat. The tyro wondered what the winged feline thought of him, especially now—he hoped his want to keep her company did not incite any detestation or confusion. He simply couldn’t help spot a fellow tribe-member moping alone.
At Season’s reintroduction of the two toms, Bug quietly sat there in silent contemplation—Bright’s actions still freshly imprinted in his consciousness. However, as the shouts and cheers of the crowd dwindled, the tyke ultimately gave his own chime: “Black! Bright!”
Out of curiosity, he glanced over at Fire to try and distinguish any emotion she might be associating with the progressing ceremony. Did she even know what one was?& ϟ Bramble that Captures Thorns ϟ | Camp | Tags - - Butterfly, Ceremony
The burnet coldly stared on at Season's announcement, not bothering to raise his own voice amongst the assemblage's bellowing cheers. He was in complete disapproval at Season's want to reintroduce the two brothers, seeing them as nothing better as mere traitors. After all, if they left once when times were hard, who was to say they wouldn't abandon the tribe once again when faced with more challenges? Beside him, Butterfly pressed closer to him in a gesture of comfort.
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✯ Lonely Firefly Dancing aloft the Creek ✯ | Leader's Ledge | Tags - - Ceremony
Something clicked in the tyke's head at Bright's name, and her gaze immediately snapped toward where two toms proudly stood beneath the Leader's ledge. Hidden beneath a calm countenance, shock rattled her very being. She recognized the very male, but she couldn't comment now. The yellow-laced molly would have to wait after the Ceremony to discuss the news with Rose. Speaking of her colleague, the femme appeared to be unaffected by the announcement. Even if she was, she did an excellent job concealing it, similar to Firefly's own mastery of emotional facades.
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Post by Sparkly on Aug 15, 2018 3:46:49 GMT -5
Black's eyes lit up at Season's words, excited. He was allowed back into the Tribe! And so was Bright! He was slightly surprised, too, though - for every cat that had supported he and his brother's return, that had been yet another who had seen them as mere traitors, no better than the prey that roamed the Tribe's territory. Well, Black thought to himself, They'll just have to suck it up, because we're officially back now.
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 15, 2018 8:09:58 GMT -5
(Good morning! I’m going to respond with Forest soon. I’m in school now, but I have a lot of free time during lunch in the hallway, in between classes, and during most classes, so I will write a solid response then.)
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Post by nygmobblepot on Aug 15, 2018 8:40:10 GMT -5
River running through Forest🌳As the crowd cheered for the other cats who were now accepted back into the tribe, Forest felt his lip twitch. He almost anted to smile. He wasn’t feeling too good, but of course he was just allowing her nerves to set in again.
When Forest arrived, and became a protector he too had been accepted into the tribe. He hoped they were feeling as good as he did to no longer be alone. With Isorm he as not alone. The tribe brought him into his life, and helped leave his pain out.
He was apart of a system of patrols, and taking care of the tribes borders. He was to protect it. They needed him of course. He was strong, one of the strongest. He was broad, large, strong, handsome, and perfect. Forest thought, now smiling to himself as his ego inflated pushing away the nerves he had before.
Forest now lost in his own thoughts stopped paying attention to the ceremony as his mind was else where.
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"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Aug 15, 2018 9:06:49 GMT -5
Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Aug 15, 2018 9:06:49 GMT -5
Black's eyes lit up at Season's words, excited. He was allowed back into the Tribe! And so was Bright! He was slightly surprised, too, though - for every cat that had supported he and his brother's return, that had been yet another who had seen them as mere traitors, no better than the prey that roamed the Tribe's territory. Well, Black thought to himself, They'll just have to suck it up, because we're officially back now. { //Cough\\ That "yet another" is actually their brother lol. }
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Aug 15, 2018 9:47:51 GMT -5
Season of the Stars - Tags: Ceremony (Camp Ledge) Season nodded to the twins as they accepted the calls. She then flickered her luminescence to call back attention. "Tawny fur that Hides within Flames, Ember that Burns brightly in Darkness, Faraway Nebula where Stars are Born, Petal of Wilted Rose, and Firefly Dancing aloft Creek, step forward." The leader ignited her luminescence as bright as possible. She gazed up to the stars for a few heartbeats before looking back down. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע , Sparkly , roboticpandacat Fire that Sings to the Air - Tags: Ceremony, Bug (Nursery)Fire glanced confused at what was going on. The she-kit knew that it was some sort of...ceremony? Initiation? She wasn't too sure. Either way, people seemed excited judging by the luminescence. Then, the older kits that had been in the nursery with her - including the two newest ones that wandered into camp without being in the nursery - stepped forward towards the leader's, Season's, call. "Sayson..." She whispered, looking up at the leader. ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
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