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Post by Voidastral on Mar 31, 2019 20:08:08 GMT -5
(@fortunata do you want to say Beefur is maybe already in the nursery? The kits maybe aren't born yet but she's going to have them soon?)
Nettlefrost sat near the camps entrance, mainly just watching the others around her move. She wasn't particularly fond of having a true clan name but at the same time she didn't totally hate the idea of it. Once Yew had essentially avenged their mother and brother's death, she'd felt it confirmed that Yew hadn't really planned to betray them. The grudges and anger she'd held since early apprenticeship seemed rather silly to her, as if she'd been looking for someone to hate constantly or any point to search for how someone may betray her. While still wary of others and the ex-rogues now within the clan, she was happier. Back to that cheerful kit she'd been before. Maybe not completely as naive though. She smiled a bit to herself, letting her head now rest along her paws.
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Post by MadFaith on Mar 31, 2019 20:11:20 GMT -5
(Hai!)
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Bisexual
wildwatcher
Profile pic is my two Good Bois, Samandriel and Galyrith
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Post by wildwatcher on Mar 31, 2019 20:11:37 GMT -5
Nettlefrost's rest didn't last long, as Sweetdapple jumped on her full force. His eyesight had been stagnant for a while, allowing the tom to just focus on life. He was still his own grouchy self, but he was more relaxed, more carefree, and happier to be around his brother, that was for sure. He was so glad to see a side of his friend he'd never experienced before, and he chuckled as he rolled to the ground from his pounce and cried, "Nettle!!"
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Post by MadFaith on Mar 31, 2019 20:16:36 GMT -5
(I have Rockshard, Featherflight, Moosecharge and Yewthorn open)
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Post by MadFaith on Mar 31, 2019 20:22:45 GMT -5
(Do you have a preference?)
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Post by MadFaith on Mar 31, 2019 20:26:40 GMT -5
(Haha me neither)
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Post by Voidastral on Mar 31, 2019 20:29:57 GMT -5
((I've got some cattos too if ya wanna rp with Beefur, Dovebreeze, Flameflicker or Snowpaw? maybe Oriole??
Nettlefrost pawed at him with a smile along her face as she watched the tom roll, "Sweetdapple! Hello." her voice was just as it had been moons ago, the only difference was the happier tone it carried. "To what do I owe this greeting?" she asked, nudging him a bit.
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Post by MadFaith on Mar 31, 2019 20:35:03 GMT -5
(I also want to make a new apprentice too) (We could do Featherflight and Flameflicker) (And then maybe Stemkit and Moosecharge?)
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Post by Voidastral on Mar 31, 2019 20:40:04 GMT -5
((Alrighty! do you want me to start or you wanna, Faith?
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Post by MadFaith on Mar 31, 2019 20:45:27 GMT -5
(Ypu can if you want, if not, I can toats start)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 31, 2019 20:47:56 GMT -5
(Epic! btw do you still want Heathernose to have Bluesmoke's kits? We could say they had a fling/one night stand type of deal off screen before the big fight happened. Also unsure on what's Connies warrior name would be XD)
Rainstorm returned from a patrol and glances around. After getting his warrior name. Rainstorm pretty much through himself into his duties. He hunted, patrolled, trained, and even helped change out the dirty moss. He hardly had time to spend for himself. The tom still felt like he needed to prove himself to his clanmates. However, slowly but surely his old personality was peaking out. He would joke around with the others and even flirt just a little bit.
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Post by Voidastral on Mar 31, 2019 21:07:11 GMT -5
((ahh could you? I hafta go take a shower rq
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Mar 31, 2019 21:25:35 GMT -5
(Epic! btw do you still want Heathernose to have Bluesmoke's kits? We could say they had a fling/one night stand type of deal off screen before the big fight happened. Also unsure on what's Connies warrior name would be XD) I'm down for kits but that's up to you As for a name I have no idea lol)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 31, 2019 21:33:31 GMT -5
(I'll glance at your name Shop and come up with something)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 31, 2019 21:36:43 GMT -5
(Mmm she likes water so Mistyheart, Mistyfur, Mistysplash, Riverheart, Riverstep, Willowcreek, Willowheart, Willowsplash ect)
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Post by Voidastral on Mar 31, 2019 21:38:18 GMT -5
((oo Willowheart is nice!!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2019 3:27:07 GMT -5
(Yeah Beefur can be in the nursery!)
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Post by Voidastral on Apr 1, 2019 9:00:32 GMT -5
((Nicee
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2019 11:50:46 GMT -5
Gracklefur seemed to be in a cheerful mood, after the battle he’d actually been a bit more kinder to the clan. Kinda. He still enjoys grossing out cats with his maggots and dissections of rats. He was glad to have his leader back and that he didn’t have to deal with those stupid rogues anymore.
(So I was gonna have Brightmoss kill Nickle, by accident. Possibly by shoving him off a cliff into the gorge and Brightmoss pretty loses his mind with guilt?)
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Post by MadFaith on Apr 1, 2019 15:35:33 GMT -5
Featherflight hummed softly as she patched up the last of the camp's walls. She was still slightly favouring her left leg that had been injured during the rogue battle, but the clan's safety came first. She took a moment to glance around the camp as she took a quick break from her work, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she saw how well it was thriving after the devastation of the battle. Flicking her tail sharply, the warrior returned to her work, relieved that it was almost done. Other than the scars and the few remaining holes in the camp walls, the clan barely showed any signs of the battle.
Yewthorn nodded her head to her siblings, Rainstorm and Nettlefrost as she entered the camp, prey hanging limply from her jaws. Dropping her kill on the pile, the petite she-cat inhaled deeply and flexed her paws. Her tail tip twitched as she watched Nettlefrost interact with the Sweetdapple, her eyebrow-raising slightly curious to see what their relationship would bloom into. She turned and padded towards Rainstorm, smiling as she neared her brother. "Hey Rainstorm, how are you doing?" She still felt strange using their warrior names, but the clan seemed to prefer them, even the rogues that had stayed had gotten clan names. She settled down beside her brother and began to groom her fur. As she groomed, she admired the scars that adorned her pelt, each one a sign of the fight she had won and the loyalty she had gained. She was unsure of what the rogues thought of her, whether she still held any of their loyalty, but she was still quite uneasy around them.
Moosecharge found himself once more in the Blue Meadow, he closed his eyes and breathed deeply, feeling the breeze whisk through his fur, blowing back his whiskers. She was always on his mind, regardless of what he was doing, despite his best effort he was hopelessly in love. Opening his eyes, the large tom bent down and plucked a bluebell, holding it carefully in his mouth, the colour of the flower reminding him of her eyes that sparkled when she laughed... 'Get a grip!' Shaking the thought from his mind, the large tom began to walk back to the camp, a slight skip to his gait. Shouldering his way into camp, the warrior searched for Eveningbreeze frantically.
Rockshard hesitated outside of Owlstar's den and softly cleared his throat, "Owlstar, do you have a moment to talk?" The tom felt his stomach twist with nervousness, but he did his best to not let it show. The tom took a moment as he waited to look around, dearly enjoying having his sight returned. He smiled slightly, fondly remembering being able to see Cherryleaf for the first time in many moons. He found himself purring even as he stood there, but quickly shook his head and tried to clear his mind.
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Post by Voidastral on Apr 1, 2019 18:06:32 GMT -5
((Rockshard, ive just realized ,will be Rockstar))
Beefur sat comfortably within her new space. She was both incredibly nervous and ecstatic to have kits. The she-cat had been thinking over plenty of names. She knew she'd name one after Honey but she didn't know about the others. Some part of the blond tabby told her not to over think it and that the names would come to her, which she couldn't argue much with. However, she still felt the need to try.
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Post by MadFaith on Apr 1, 2019 18:09:58 GMT -5
(Oh my word! He will be hahaha!!!) (I love it!)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2019 18:41:37 GMT -5
Waspkit was hissing and swatting ya her mother to break free from her daily grooming. “Mama! Stop! I d-don’t WANT A BATH!” She hissed furiously or she at least thought she did. She sounded adorable to her mother’s ears. Slenderoak chuckled, “I wouldn’t groom you so much if you’d just groom yourself or stop playing in the mud.” She looked over at Beefur and shook her head, “I hope you’re taking notes.”
For the past few moons, Coalshadow has found himself fitting in quite well with the camp. Sure Gracklefur would give him a glare but most of the clan seemed to like him. He wondered how Dustpaw was, or Dust actually. He wondered how he’d been handling himself at the gorge.
(Gracklefur will become the cranky and old medicine when Rockshard is leader. He’ll make sure his life is a living hell. Rockstar: I want to make this cat my deputy! Gracklefur with paws covered in rabbit guts: that’s cat? That’s cute but no. Rockstar >:0
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Post by MadFaith on Apr 1, 2019 18:44:01 GMT -5
(Rockshard has a lot of learning to do, he won't know how to deal with Gracklefur XD)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Apr 1, 2019 18:57:05 GMT -5
(IM HERE)
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Post by MadFaith on Apr 1, 2019 19:02:59 GMT -5
(HELLO!)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Apr 1, 2019 19:05:07 GMT -5
(RP?!)
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