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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 21, 2019 19:54:41 GMT -5
yea! It's a bit boring but I really enjoy it!)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 22, 2019 0:09:38 GMT -5
(Here)
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Post by MadFaith on Jan 22, 2019 19:05:09 GMT -5
Straightening up rigidly, Morningcall blinked and nodded subtly, waving with her tail for the tom to follow as she led them a little ways out of camp, far enough so that if someone were following them, they'd know. The only time she'd be showing those rogues battle moves, is when she'd be using them against one. She leapt over an old log in their pathway to the clearing she'd chosen in the moment, just big enough for two cats, and excitedly circled the area for a moment with her nose before stopping a few tail-lengths in front of Moosecharge. She waited for him to prepare himself with a quick stretch, and crouched half-way to the ground in a sturdy position, her claws sheathed but toes digging into the snow. "Ready?" Moosecharge followed carefully, his large frame surprisingly quiet and he moved swiftly after Morningcall. Leaping p on to the log and then into the clearing after her, Moosecharge watched her circle it quickly and then mimicked her crouch. As the tom glanced around, he quietly reminded himself to compensate for the lack of traction in the snow, flexing his paws against the blanket of white, his muscles rippling under his thick pelt. "After you."
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Post by Elmosolyodik on Jan 23, 2019 17:28:35 GMT -5
Morningcall tensed, then leapt forward with her back legs, kicking up a spray of snow as she angled herself shoulder first and curved her white leg with it's unsheathed paw. She aimed to hook it around Moosecharge's neck to drag him down with herself and get him in a head-lock, the rest of her limbs splayed out behind her in the air while she kicked off the ground one final time and hit the larger tom with the full force of her body, her sky blue eyes wild with determination and enthusiasm.
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wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Jan 23, 2019 22:00:17 GMT -5
Nettle sat in the near middle of camp, paws laid across one another as she watched the rogues and clan-cats go about their business. She felt a bit bored but when was she not? Beefur had just left her after a short training session so she didn't have that much to do. ((lmao Dove: Hey hailstorm how is life! Ajax: N o oo oo D : <. In all truth tho Ajax and Dove can just talk lol)) "Hey Nerd-le," Sweetdapple announced himself abruptly, walking up to her with a rare smile. He'd been a lot happier since he'd befriended Nettle, that much was clear. She helped him see what he could do when he eventually, well, stopped being able to see. It lifted his spirits, in a way.
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Post by Voidastral on Jan 23, 2019 22:13:53 GMT -5
"Hey sourdapple." she replied quickly with a smile and short laugh. "How are you today?" she asked him, her head tilting towards her friend.
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Post by Voidastral on Jan 23, 2019 22:27:48 GMT -5
"You would yeah. Though that is if I even get to go to Starclan. My dad's such a terrible cat we may all have to pay for it." she was joking, kind of. Her faith in Starclan had been dwindling since her mother died and it'd been steadily declining since.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 24, 2019 2:28:37 GMT -5
"Yes, a walk would be nice." Heathernose mewed with a twitch of her nose. Maybe, she could get to know him a little better and see his motivation for everything. That or maybe Bluesmoke ends up having a little accident.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 26, 2019 10:38:35 GMT -5
morning!)
Bluesmoke grinned and nodded. "Alright, let's go sweetheart," he mewed and nodded for her to lead the way out of camp. He was first and foremost a gentleman after all.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 11:28:20 GMT -5
(Hi. I have everyone open.)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 26, 2019 11:30:06 GMT -5
Me too! )
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Post by Voidastral on Jan 26, 2019 11:47:10 GMT -5
She smiles at her friend with a short laugh "You're probably right. Do you want to go do something maybe? Like walk or hunt or maybe even kind of patrol?" she questioned with a shrug.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 11:55:58 GMT -5
I kinda want to rp Brightmoss atm of that’s cool. )
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 26, 2019 11:56:24 GMT -5
That's good. Who do you want with him?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 12:43:36 GMT -5
(Whoever you want. I’ll have his starter up and you can decide which cat is best.)
Refusing to let Gracklefur help him, Brightmoss’s broken nose was now crooked and still looked broken. The tom was hiding up in the trees, glaring down at the rogues that infested the camp. He growing more and more sick of them by the day as well as becoming more bitter. Even to his own clanmates, even she-cats, he was started to snap at them or just ignore them completely. He stomach growled painfully and his swollen paws twitched as he watched Nickel eat a plump rabbit he’d stolen from him.
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Post by Elmosolyodik on Jan 26, 2019 13:17:35 GMT -5
(Here, hi there! Been a couple days, Grapenose might be free, and Hedgehogtuft was in the medicine cat den for his eyes with Snowpaw, if anyone still wants to continue that or bring out Gracklefur. ))
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 26, 2019 13:31:03 GMT -5
"you're a mousebrain you know," Babette said, walking over to Brightmoss. She had been watching the tom lately, noticing he wasn't quite himself.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 14:12:10 GMT -5
(I can bring out Gracklefur if you want. Quail will most likely return though if you want to wait.)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 14:19:39 GMT -5
Brightmoss’s tail twitched at the voice of the rogue. He turned to her with a bitter look, “Beat it, rogue.” He continued looking down at the camp, specifically at a black and white cat. He also noticed from the corner of his eye, Heathernose and Bluesmoke. He felt nothing but pity for the she-cat and nothing but rage building at the sight of Bluesmoke.
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Post by Voidastral on Jan 26, 2019 14:58:07 GMT -5
((im back bu gracklefur coming in would prolly be smart since snowpaw doesn't know exactly what's happening and she is pretty new as an apprentice.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2019 15:26:07 GMT -5
Snowpaw holding a bloody eyeball: help ;-; Gracklefur: Lol cool
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Post by Elmosolyodik on Jan 26, 2019 17:40:31 GMT -5
(Sorry, I'm online now though! Sure that sounds good, basically Hedgehogtuft's eye problem is that ever since his face got badly burnt as a kit he's had eye problems, so they're all milky and watery, and now they're worse than usual.)
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wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Jan 26, 2019 17:52:47 GMT -5
She smiles at her friend with a short laugh "You're probably right. Do you want to go do something maybe? Like walk or hunt or maybe even kind of patrol?" she questioned with a shrug. "I don't feel like flinging myself at where I think prey might be at this moment in time. Let's just go walk and keep our eyes peeled for other cat activity." Sweetdapple said, shaking his head a bit at the thought of hunting right now.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 26, 2019 18:48:11 GMT -5
(yo)
Heathernose leads the way out of camp. She glances back for a moment making sure the rogue was following her before moving a little faster.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 27, 2019 12:24:59 GMT -5
Brightmoss’s tail twitched at the voice of the rogue. He turned to her with a bitter look, “Beat it, rogue.” He continued looking down at the camp, specifically at a black and white cat. He also noticed from the corner of his eye, Heathernose and Bluesmoke. He felt nothing but pity for the she-cat and nothing but rage building at the sight of Bluesmoke. Babette looked taken aback for a second but shook her head. "You know, picking fights with the rogues is definetely not going to end well for you," she mewed, giving a slight shrug as though she didn't truly care. (yo) Heathernose leads the way out of camp. She glances back for a moment making sure the rogue was following her before moving a little faster. Bluesmoke caught up to Heathernose and walked beside her. "So what's your favorite spot in the territory?" he asked, looking over as though he was genuinely interested. and he was....mostly interested in the shecat.
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Post by Voidastral on Jan 27, 2019 14:49:38 GMT -5
Nettle nodded, stretching a bit more an then beginning her way to the camp exit, remaining slow to guide her friend as they walked.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Jan 27, 2019 16:17:28 GMT -5
(Hello everyone! I want to apologize for being so poofy. My boyfriend and I have been going through some things and we have been slowly getting better so any chance I got I spent it working it out with him. I hope to be much more active soon!)
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