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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 29, 2018 16:46:14 GMT -5
I don't remember seeing eyecolor in her form.Can you go ahead and add it for me? I don't know if I'm going to update just yet)
Clamclaw sat by the gently sloping entrance to camp, half guarding and half observing the goings on of their new home. It seemed like everyone was adjusting well. He wished his sister was here but it seemed she'd chosen to stay in stormclan for reasons Clamclaw just couldn't figure out.
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Post by rιverмoтн on Aug 29, 2018 16:59:12 GMT -5
"Good morning." The tom meowed in return as he slowly rose to his paws and trotted over spotting Clamclaw. "Are you alright?" Smokethorn meowed at the tom, stopping to look at him as he sat seeming to guard the entrance to camp. He wasn't close to the warrior, but it seemed something was wrong.
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Post by sunni on Aug 29, 2018 17:17:29 GMT -5
Sounds good! Will do))
Wrencall watched smokethorn trot away, she sighed. The young warrior lowered her ears slightly as she looked down at her paws, it was times like these she realized just how much she missed boar and her siblings. It'd been so lonely since their deaths. She shook her head, looking back up to observe her clan mates, all seemed well. And that was good.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 29, 2018 17:27:36 GMT -5
"I just miss my sister," Clamclaw mewed with a shrug to the older tom. "I know I should be happy for her, and she joined Stormclan before we even had the accident and if she hadn't then she wouldn't have been able to bring that patrol to rescue us. But I really wish she joined Sunclan instead.."
Owlstar padded up to Wrencall, noticing her forlorn expression. "I miss them too," he told her softly, "and I don't know if it'll ever get easier." The tom had looked upon the young shecat as part of his family even though she and Boar had not officially become mates- their ceremony would have been a halfmoon from when the avalanche happened.
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Post by sunni on Aug 29, 2018 17:42:31 GMT -5
Wrencall looked up at owlstar, a smile coming onti her face to greet him before she let a sad gaze come onto her face. "It still feels unreal.. That they're gone." She mewed softly, glancing up at the sky and chuckling softly to herself, "i remember when he and I were told we were going to be betrothed. I was so upset, the idea of not getting to choose who I fell in love with. It seemed so..unromantic. Little did I know how truly romantic it was, starclan knew who i would love before i did. It's funny to remember... How upset I was then since now i would do anything to get him back." Another sigh left her, "then my siblings..and..and wren. How are you doing? With the move and avalanche.. And all?" She asked him, a wave of relief rushing over her, she very rarely got,to express herself in this way. Her mother neber understood, but she trusted Owlstar, she knew he would be there for her, as she would him
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 29, 2018 17:59:19 GMT -5
"Boar was not thrilled either," Owlstar said with a chuckle, "he was so angry he didn't speak to me for days. But you two warmed up to each other quickly. I know you both loved each other and would have made a great team." He looked down at her sadly for a moment and then grinned, "you know, Wren hated me. Even for moons after our ceremony to become mates. She would hardly speak to me and had a separate nest. That's actually one thing I miss most about here- her sarcastic nature and how easily she'd pick up a grudge. Those aren't typical traits of a queen but she was a great Queen nonetheless. I'd take her hating me if it meant I could have her back."
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Post by sunni on Aug 29, 2018 18:45:01 GMT -5
Wrencall let out a laugh, "she did? Oh that sounds so much like her. It's nice to know she had always be sassy, i always really admired that about her. She was so unafraid and outspoken, she made a really great queen." She looked back at owlstar, wishing that both of them could have had a happier ending. "Have you seen her? As.. a spirit?"
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 29, 2018 19:12:06 GMT -5
Owlstar purred at the memories of his mate. "No, I haven't seen her. I thought I smelled magnolias though, the night I decided for us to become a clan. She always smelled of magnolias when we first became mates because the herb storage was in a hole inside a magnolia tree." He sighed softly, remembering that sweet scent, "It's part of what helped me make the decision."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2018 20:34:12 GMT -5
(I have Dewpool and Gracklefur open.)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 29, 2018 20:37:22 GMT -5
I have my elder)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2018 20:47:56 GMT -5
(Ok. I’ll use Dewpool.) The young cat was lying in her nest covered with feathers, stones and leaves. She curled around a shell that she look from the beach when she joined the clan. She missed it, the vast sea, the little crabs she’d hunt, it was her home now long gone. She tucked the shell away and left the den. She headed into the elder’s den and smiled, “Good morning Tinyfire.”
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Aug 29, 2018 21:11:28 GMT -5
Tinyfire sat in her nest, grooming her fur. She liked this new place, it was much warmer for her old bones than their previous mountain home. She'd miss the nomadic ways of the tribe and some of the traditions they'd left behind but staying put was nice too. "Good morning, Dewpool," Tinyfire mewed with a nod, "what can I do for you?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2018 21:37:58 GMT -5
"Do you need anything? Like different bedding or prey?" She knew helping elders was more of an apprentice job but she enjoyed talking with them. She learned much about the previous cultures and lands the clan use to have.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 30, 2018 0:02:30 GMT -5
Yo)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 9:38:24 GMT -5
(*rolls in* I HAVE FINALLY ARRIVED)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2018 9:52:00 GMT -5
(Sup’)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 30, 2018 10:33:23 GMT -5
Here)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 10:50:02 GMT -5
(So has anything happened I should know about. Anyone wanna rp?)
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Post by rιverмoтн on Aug 30, 2018 12:48:51 GMT -5
(Hey guys. I can.)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 13:22:26 GMT -5
(You wanna start?)
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Post by rιverмoтн on Aug 30, 2018 13:26:44 GMT -5
Rosespark made her way from the warrior den, her dark brown fur seeming to stick in every direction. She continued on her way out, stopping a tails length away to sit. Her tail swept back and forth across the ground as she surveyed the camp, noticing where every warrior was. It was early, but she wouldn't let that be an excuse to not know what was going on.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 13:34:08 GMT -5
Hailstorm entered the camp and his eyes darted around carefully. He was struggling to get used to clan life and being called Hailstorm. He thought it was unique but it was still a big change from what the cats were used to. He sat down and looked around carefully.
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Post by rιverмoтн on Aug 30, 2018 13:42:45 GMT -5
Rosespark caught sight of Hailstorm, her tail wrapped around her paws just before she rose to them. The warrior made her way towards the tom, stopping a tails length away just in case the tom wasn't comfortable with her. "Good morning, Hailstorm." She meowed as sat down once again, her tail tip gently tapping the ground.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 13:59:48 GMT -5
Hailstorm met Rosesparks eyes as she approached him. There was that name again, Hailstorm, he shook the thought away and bowed his head slightly to the she-cat "goodmorning." He said, his voice deep and calming. He blinked his orange eyes then he looked around carefully wondering if his sister had awoken yet, he saw no sign of her so he turned his attention back to the warrior.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2018 15:46:52 GMT -5
(Here.)
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 15:56:16 GMT -5
(Wanna rp fort)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2018 16:11:27 GMT -5
(Sure I only have Gracklefur open.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 30, 2018 16:24:45 GMT -5
Jaggedtalon simply rolled his eyes at his brother. His brother simply didn't understand. He had to be tough or else someone would get him.
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Post by blizzardsfang on Aug 30, 2018 16:27:17 GMT -5
(You wanna start?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2018 16:40:33 GMT -5
Ok.) Gracklefur’s den smelled of fresh lavender, it was only to hide the stench though, of a rotting rat. The medicine cat sat in the corner looked down at it curiously, “Strange...” He said as he watched the maggots cleaned up the disgusting rodent. Gracklefur for the past two days had been studying the maggots though no one knew why. They were just small fat worm.
Ragweed let his brother think what he wanted, he stood up and stretched his large paws. “Have there been any patrols today?”
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