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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 14:15:59 GMT -5
damn tempest, having secret kids and stuff xD
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 14:21:03 GMT -5
((i wanted to ask, does tempest know they are his kits??
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 2, 2018 14:50:58 GMT -5
poisonpaw
Poisonpaw let out a purr at his encouragement. He'd always been the more energetic of the two, and the most supportive. She just hoped he wasn't putting himself down in the process. "You'll be great at hunting, too," she pointed out, curling her tail neatly over her paws. She smirked a little as she added, "Maybe you can give me pointers now that you've caught something."
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 15:00:30 GMT -5
Crowpaw // Camp // Nightrunner & Posionpaw Crowpaw shrugs "I mean, I'm not that good at hunting, it was just one measly little mouse, but if you really want help I could try. Maybe we can see if our mentors would let us train together! the apprentice comments and replies to her. He doubts he could ever be any good at describing it to her, he is far from a pro, but crowpaw can only try to help.
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 2, 2018 15:33:05 GMT -5
Spidersneeze | 5 AM DMAB male | Warrior | 29 moons Not a very slight cat, ironic considering his personality, he is lanky and lean with a towering height kept under wraps with the self-conscious hunch of his shoulders and submissive lowers of his thin, sharp-edged cranium housing two owlishly-large yellow eyes. His medium-length pelage is an expanse of inky black gloss, marred only by the onset of vitiligo at the base of his spine and sputtering into his tail. A nervous wreck, he is easily anxious and prone to over-thinking, and his constantly frayed nerves have him speaking in tongues or stutters. He has difficulty eating prey, as he views them as his friends. open | open | N/A
Fishercrest | 5 AM DMAB male | warrior | 36 moons Petite in size but well-muscled all around, he bears his training as a warrior with languid grace of long limbs and attractive, thin and finely-shaped figure and rounded, warm-looking cranium with two almond-shaped green eyes. His short-length pelage is unique for a born male, a delicate white base coated in asymmetrical patches of large grey, and tattered within and amongst smaller sputters of honey-tan- a dilute calico. Princely and warm, he's easy to talk to, but he has a tendency to be airy and forgetful and would like to spend his days lounging than doing anything of importance. As a male-born calico, he is sterile and incapable of ever having children. open | open | N/A
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Sept 2, 2018 16:25:36 GMT -5
[ ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » accepted! Voidastral Nightrunner wold have told him ]
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Sept 2, 2018 16:57:12 GMT -5
[ ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » you've been added in ]
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 2, 2018 17:44:10 GMT -5
poisonpaw
"That would be fun," Poisonpaw agreed with a smile. The last time they had went together to train was their first day, exploring the territory. It would be nice going around the territory with him again, but this time bringing back prey for the Clan. "I'll ask Orchidbloom about it." She glanced at the fresh-kill pile and asked, "How long ago did you catch the mouse?"
((I've got honeyspots and turtlestep if anyone else wants to rp!!))
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 18:13:04 GMT -5
Crowpaw // Camp // Nightrunner & Posionpaw Crowpaw shrugs "I could ask Riverwhisper as well." It would be fun to train with his sister. Maybe even have some sibling rivalry kick in once or twice, see who can catch the most prey for the clan or something along those lines. "I came back a few before you did so I'd say not too long ago." the apprentice nods to himself, kneading his paws slowing down. At times his paws got tired of being so active, so he lets them rest, shifting some more and flicking his tail again to compensate for the lack of movement from his front limbs.
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Post by ⭐ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍-𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 on Sept 2, 2018 18:42:07 GMT -5
{ NIGHTRUNNER camp with Crowpaw & Poisonpaw -- Voidastral & ✨ nissabug ✨ Nightrunner watched her kits getting along and found herself content with staying silent. She found it endearing that they were getting along so well and hoped their good relationship would hold out through the rest of their lives. It was great that they were getting along as well as she did with her own siblings. She found that it made for a very strong, loyal family and an even stronger clan.
[ sorry this is so short lol I have no muse ]
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 18:44:13 GMT -5
((its fine lol
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 2, 2018 19:33:52 GMT -5
ahh sorry, I've been very busy today!! I can do a starter post tonight, but it'll be a late one.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 19:53:26 GMT -5
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 2, 2018 19:54:50 GMT -5
((i am!!))
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 19:56:16 GMT -5
hi! would you like to rp? i have frost, sun, river, and tempest open!
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 2, 2018 20:01:14 GMT -5
poisonpaw
Poisonpaw watched his fidgeting migrate from his paws to his tail. Perhaps he was still looking for something to do; she knew she still was. “We should go hunting again right now,” she mused, glancing to the camp entrance. “It’ll keep us busy and help feed the Clan.” She looked to their mother. “Maybe you could take us?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with the hope to explore outside again - this time permissably. “It’ll be like a family outing!”
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Sept 2, 2018 20:05:39 GMT -5
((i have honeyspots and turtlestep! maybe honey and sun could be doing something, or turtle could be in the medicine den for something lol))
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 20:07:43 GMT -5
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 2, 2018 20:37:38 GMT -5
I'll be open soon to do anything!
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 20:47:06 GMT -5
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 20:55:00 GMT -5
((Id offer up Ambereyes and technically shes not been taken up but we are kinda waiting on a reply for toothless so idk
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 20:56:57 GMT -5
i could just write a starter for all four and then let everyone have at it lmao
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 21:00:39 GMT -5
I might just make another cat since all of mine are busy and one isn't even born yet lol ))
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 21:08:17 GMT -5
i have four open and two unborn lmao so i need to not make new cats
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Sept 2, 2018 21:19:50 GMT -5
I'm all set now! Spider and Fisher can interact with anyone c:
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 21:24:07 GMT -5
alright! i'll post some starters, so everyone feel free to a cat
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Post by Voidastral on Sept 2, 2018 22:36:22 GMT -5
Flamefoot | Voidastral She-cat | | 35 moons Flamefoot is a sleek and smooth medium pelted Somali cat. Her eyes a bright yellow color, her gaze is often very stoic. Flamefoot is quiet and tall, often leaving a somewhat intimidating impression on others. She says more with her looks than she does with words. She takes pride in herself and her personal abilities. Flamefoot believes that battles with those outside of the clan should be carried out through action and not diplomatically. She is viciously stubborn and won't listen to many, the few exceptions being a Medicine cat, the leader, and the deputy. Flamefoot always considers herself to be fine on her own and often denies a need for help. Open | Open | Nope!
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 22:42:09 GMT -5
Tempestheart »Tempestheart sat quietly in the camp where he'd grown up, the camp where he had father not one, but two cats who, to this day, did not know his name. It ate at him sometimes, not having been there for the kittens that needed him. But what was he to do, when he hadn't loved their mother, and she in turn hadn't loved him. What kind of example was that to set, a relationship based solely on responsibility, rather than love? He'd ached with the guilt for moons, but he couldn't let it hurt him any longer. They might be his kits, but he was not in their life, and it was better that way.
- { anyone } - { valleyclan camp } - Frostdance »There was a peace in the silence, Frostdance thought, as she sat somewhere that she could remain undisturbed. Her silky white fur was covered in dust and knots from her run out here, as if she had taken every obstacle-ridden path she could find. She hadn't cared, though, as she'd run wherever her paws took her. All she had wanted was to get out, to run, to do something besides the daily routine she'd fallen into. She hated routines, even medicinal ones, and the first sign of low herbs was taken as a chance to get out.
- { anyone } - { valleyclan territory } - Riverwhisper »Riverwhisper, having woken early to hunt and get her duties done, lay uncomfortable in a shadow somewhere, the throbbing ache in her hip keeping her from falling comfortably asleep. She should really go see Frostdance, but the white molly had left camp ages ago, and Riverwhisper wasn't really in the mood to rush after a she-cat that she felt had obviously wanted space.
- { anyone } - { valleyclan camp } - Sunpaw »Sunpaw stretched out tiredly, shaking his deep ginger pelt out with a quick twist of his body. Looking around, he glanced briefly in the last place he'd seen his brother, but he couldn't see the other ginger tom anymore. Shrugging one shoulder up, Sunpaw licked his leg, deciding that if he had nothing else to do, well, he might as well clean himself, right?
- { anyone } - { valleyclan camp } -
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Sept 2, 2018 22:42:56 GMT -5
flamefoot is gorgeous and i want to romance her w one of my kitties if you're cool
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2018 1:10:38 GMT -5
{ SPOTTEDWING Reflecting Lake with Dawnwatcher -- @velveteenwolf Spottedwing hissed and pinned her ears back as her calico friend got her wet once again, but it was all in good nature. Shaking out her fur, the chimera she-cat padded back onto the dry, sandy shore and motioned for Dawnwatcher to follow. "I finished all my duties for the day so if you want, I can hunt for us on the way back. You must be a little hungry, or at least they are," she said with a purr and a pointed glance of her blue eyes towards Dawnwatcher's swollen belly. “They’re kits, theyre always hungry,” she replied with a tone of affection and amusement. Already harbouring a great deal of adoration for kittens that weren’t yet even born. As though simply to prove her point, she could feel the kits come to life with kicking and squirming inside her flanks. Causing her side to shiver a little under their pummelling but it seemed not to bother the queen. “But yes, I could go for something to eat. But at the very least, let me help. Or I might die of boredom.”
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