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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 14:46:37 GMT -5
that’s cool to know lyca! I’ll have my bath and then get started as a couple of us are on now
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 14:50:33 GMT -5
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 9, 2018 15:38:58 GMT -5
Maybe we can do fire x cinder Kale?
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 15:39:31 GMT -5
WAIFU! i'm down for that once we get started ^.^
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 15:40:28 GMT -5
back, smelling like oranges and ready to type! Sorry about yesterday Ross, hadn’t meant to be rude
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 15:44:01 GMT -5
am i the only one that citrus-y smells give a headache to?
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 15:45:07 GMT -5
No, not personally, sorry kale.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 15:45:42 GMT -5
hm.. maybe i'm alergic xD
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 15:47:18 GMT -5
most citrus gives me a headache tbh
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 9, 2018 15:50:54 GMT -5
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 16:35:58 GMT -5
(back and actually ready to type now, sorry the cats brought in a mouse XD forgot the killing it part though)
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 16:41:33 GMT -5
my cat has done that with a bird
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 16:52:28 GMT -5
Pewterstar - - - EstuaryClan Leader; Camp, Poppythorn, Bramblesplinter and Birchpaw [feel free to throw anyone else at me right now] Lycaonia, ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע. Waking up from where he had been curled up asleep, Pewterstar was split with panic for a moment or two. He had been certain he had awoken far later than he normally had done, it felt like he had been asleep for moons but as his eyes flickered open he found the den still dark, and saw no sign of sunlight beginning to filter into the den. Sighing as he calmed himself down from the initial worry which had split through him, the tom cat returned his head to his paws, intending to catch a few more winks before waking up at a slightly more reasonable hour. He had spent that night curled up in the same nest as Poppythorn, their kits so close to being born he had taken to sharing her nest on the of chance she needed help during the night. Though he had no doubts the expectant queen would be just fine, and that their medicine cat was a more than capable cat. It did little to help the tom's protective tendencies, and hence he had insisted. Plus, it would likely be the last few times they would enjoy peace together before their lives were made chaotic by parenthood. Pewterstar couldn't quite shake the feeling of worry from his chest today, however. He had grown used to a degree of worry; the precursor to becomming a father, but this was something different, and something he couldn't allow to settle. He didn't know what it was, but it made him restless. Sighing a little, the tom cat sat up. Running his nose across Poppythorn's ears though careful not to wake her, not yet. He saw no reason to worry her just yet, the massive warrior lifted himself to his paws. Carefully picking his way past the other queens asleep in the den, he at last pierced through the entrance to the nursery, and pressed onward. Intent on at least finding his mate something to eat, and hopefully ridding his bones of their restless energy before returning to camp and his duties. It was only when he reached the exit out of camp that the tom cat realised what exactly was wrong. Something was blocking the sun. Certain his heart had all but stopped in his chest, the tom froze in place. Uncertainty tearing through his veins and his eyes widening to the size of full moons, but he said nothing. Biting back the yowl of panic and surprise which initially threatened to tear its way through his lips, he did the only logical thing he could think of. Shaking as he moved but refusing to cause mass panic amidst his clan, he entered the medicine cat without his usual request of permission. "Bramblesplinter, Birchpaw," He called quietly, for once his tone of voice unable to hide the fear and shock which ran through his system. "You might want to see this."
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Lycaonia
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Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Oct 9, 2018 17:36:30 GMT -5
Rabbitleap ~ Camp ~ With OpenRabbitleap grumbled as he slowly woke to darkness. He groaned silently to himself, muttering under his breath as he dragged himself out of his nest and started wandering outside, trying not to wake anyone. Rabbitleap had dawn patrol and, while it was still dark out, he was pretty sure he wouldn't have time for a nap with how rested he felt. He noticed Pewterstar heading into the Medicine Cat den and huffed in anger. 'Rabbit-hearted fool,' He snarled to himself, heading for the centre of camp. It was by luck - good or bad he later couldn't decide - that he raised his head to check how close it was to dawn. Freezing with horror, a loud yowl left his throat at the sight of something blocking the sun. Sparrowflight ~ Camp ~ With OpenSparrowflight shifted uncomfortably in his nest. It was a good nest, built of soft materials and lined with comfrey to ease his stiffness. Birchpaw, the sweet apprentice, had even laced some thyme in the bottom to help ease the anxiety that clawed at him in his sleep. But right now it wasn't enough. So, he quietly eased himself up from his nest and padded slowly out of his lonely den. Sparrowflight yawned widely, not questioning the dark, but pausing as he heard Rabbitleap yowl. He looked over to where the warrior was staring in horror at the sky and turned his eyes upwards. His breath left him in a rush and he stood, frozen in the middle of the camp. Birchpaw ~ Camp/Medicine Cat Den ~ With Pewterstar (Starlit )Birchpaw huffed as she sorted through the herbs in the back of the den, moving the borage, burnet and sticks closer to the front. Poppythorn was expected to kit any day now and the apprentice wanted to be ready for the first ever kitting she'd see. Hearing Pewterstar, she moved to the front of the den. Before she could address the Leader, a loud yowl distracted her. "Pewterstar?" She asked, suddenly afraid, "What's going on?"
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 17:43:37 GMT -5
Pewterstar - - - EstuaryClan Leader; Camp, Poppythorn, Bramblesplinter and Birchpaw [feel free to throw anyone else at me right now] Lycaonia , ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע . Head shaking with disbelief, but forcing some form of calm threw his system as not to instill further panic into his clanmates. They looked to him for leadership, and it seemed that now more than ever he needed to be strong for them. Even if it took effort to stop his legs from shaking, he brushed his tail across the medicine cat apprentice's shoulder, and gestured for the pair to follow him. But just as he left the den, he was met with the all mighty howl of a clanmate throwing his voice to the stars overhead, and the tom cat flinched at the sound. Realising now there was no hiding any of this from his clanmates, no matter what he tried to do. Speechless as the trio made their way from the medicine cat den, all the muscular tom could do was point his muzzle skywards to where the sun should have been. Now only a brief flicker of light, blocked by what the cats weren't aware was in fact the moon. The usually silver tongued leader was wordless, his heart hammering away in his chest. What in the name of starclan is going on?
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Lycaonia
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Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Oct 9, 2018 17:43:39 GMT -5
Okay, so Poppy/Pewter kits I'm thinking: Calico Female ~ Brindlekit ( Starlit) Grey and White Female ~ Mistkit ( Lycaonia) Blue-grey and White Male ~ Either Smokekit or Pewterkit after his father
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Oct 9, 2018 17:44:23 GMT -5
Hey star, we can do Snowpaw and Wilted if you want??(i think wilted is Snow's mentor??)
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 17:45:19 GMT -5
(Oh sure! Give me a moment to chuck up a starter and starclan those are very cute names who were you wanting to claim lyca?)
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 17:50:37 GMT -5
Wiltedrose - - - EstuaryClan Warrior; Apprentice's Den, Snowpaw, -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊. In a word, Wiltedrose was oblivious. Her mind elsewhere as she pulled herself from the warriors den and out into the communal part of the camp, her tail twitching from side to side as her mind burned with a hundred thouhts of what she needed to get done today. The last place she would have thought to look in that moment was skywards as she moved in the direction of the apprentice's den in search of her apprentice. The pair had been assigned to the dawn patrol, and the older warrior saw it as a prime opportunity to get some training in given the difficult terrain they were traverse today, not that she believed her young trainee would have any trouble with their lessons today. The apprentice was a good learner, and the older warrior found pride in how well the young shecat was coming in her training. However, the mousey furred warrior had only just stepped into the dark depths of the apprentice's den, when she heard her other companion for the day release a yowl of pain which caused her to twist around in her place. Ears pinned flat to her head, as though in search for an intruder in camp or some other form of danger she needed to be cautious of. It took her a heartbeat or two to see what was missing, and when she did a yowl of surprise of her own dragged its way from her lips before she had quiet been able to stop it. "The sun is gone!"
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 17:51:39 GMT -5
(If that is the case might I lay claim to Brindlekit?)
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Oct 9, 2018 17:54:08 GMT -5
i finished my short story! but it's time for me to get ready for dance now -.-' i'll be back soon!
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 17:58:56 GMT -5
Pewterstar - - - EstuaryClan Leader; Camp, Bramblesplinter and Birchpaw [feel free to throw anyone else at me right now] Lycaonia , ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע . Despite how his own heart was currently hammering in his chest, as the clearing turned to chaos around him he knew all too well that he needed to stay calm. For a moment his gaze flittered towards the nursery, thankful for now that there was no sign of his mate nor any of the other queens having awoken at the surprise that had greeted them this morning. Though his priorities might have been misplaced in that heartbeat of selfishness, he didn't was his mate nor any of the expectant queens under any more stress than they needed to be in that moment. He could only pray that this would be resolved before anything especially drastic happened, he couldn't imagine his kits being born to a sunless sky. Hearing the muttering of the apprentice at his side, the tom cat grimaced in agreement to her exclaimation, but he managed to reply with a somewhat calmer reply. "There has to be an answer to this," he said quietly but with a solemn tone. But there was a terrible feeling from deep in his chest, which he knew all too well wasn't one he could say aloud but he couldn't quite banish it from his thoughts. What has happened to the stars, if the very sun has been blocked out? "Be calm," Pewterstar advised, though he hated having to say it to a cat as young as Birchpaw, but he knew there was truth in what he said. "The clan will look to us right now, we need to be calm." Despite Birchpaw being only a medicine cat apprentice, Pewterstar knew all too well that the clan would look to her too for answers and condolence, none of them could show weakness. But it wasn't a fair pressure on the young cat's shoulders.
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Post by Starlit on Oct 9, 2018 18:07:33 GMT -5
Brindlekit, Gifted with the level head of her father and the intelligent and quick tongue of her mother, despite taking very much after Poppythorn in terms of coat, this young cat has a good mixture of both of her parents in her to make a cat far wiser than her moons might indicate. Marked with a coat of predominantly black colouring, she is speckled with a mixture of white, ginger and a pale tabby brown, and her eyes are heterochromic, meaning the left is one of dark silvery blue, and the right is a pale yellowish brown. She is a wise but quiet young kit, quick to learn but not the best listener at times. She is one to prefer to keep to herself even in the presence of her own siblings, she isn't necessarily shy, but not the most sociable kit in the world. Despite this she has a kind heart and loving nature, but is just very uncertain of both herself and her place in the clan. Arguably the result of being born into a clan where she was raised with stories of the horrendous creature her father was, though they turned out to be untrue and propaganda for the most part, it was detrimental to this impressionable young cat. Starlit Kit Daughter of Pewterstar and Poppythorn, sister to Mistkit and Pewter/Smokekit. Ancient Shadows
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Post by Dawnmoss on Oct 9, 2018 18:07:50 GMT -5
((Hello! From what I read, plot has finally started. Anyone who wants to rp with either Sorrel or Raven?))
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Lycaonia
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Getting Better, but Very Tired.
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Post by Lycaonia on Oct 9, 2018 18:10:37 GMT -5
(( Dawnmoss Rabbitleap just yowled loud enough to wake the dead, so one of them could rp with hi if you want ^^))
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