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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on May 27, 2019 10:47:38 GMT -5
Dusted path looked at both Prowling Mouse and Pebble Skip, rolling her eyes. "You two need to stop your bickering, shove some moss in your ears like I do Pebble Skip." She commented, puffing her chest out proudly at her idea. "Anyways, can we please just this border patrol over with? I want to get back to camp before Frenzied Claws finishes whatever she has to do." She narrowed her eyes and shot a look towards Black Sea, knowing full well he would take his time to inspect the whole border carefully. She didn't even really care if they returned in time for her to get some training in with Frenzied Claws, she wanted to talk with the apprentice's about her plan sometime today though.
Rotted Leaves mentally cursed to herself as she looked over Dizzy's form, lapping her head softly. She wanted to make sure the kit was okay but she wasn't sure the medicine cat's were in. She looked over to their den and saw Pigeon Roll was there, rolling in some moss next to a terrified Cool Cucumber and she could hear Frail Sneeze, sneezing.
"Do you need to see the medicine cat's, Dizzy?" She softly asked, trying to help her to her paws. She knew the kits were just playing but she could only imagine how much they could have been hurt if the prey had toppled on top of them.
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Post by owlspots on May 27, 2019 11:27:33 GMT -5
(track! i'll get a form up sometime in the next day or so! been interested in this for a while ^^)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 27, 2019 13:21:17 GMT -5
(Morning everyone! c:
Thank you Owl! Look forward to RPing with you!)
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Post by vakarian on May 27, 2019 17:31:24 GMT -5
(Hey all! I’ve been hanging out at my Aunt’s for Memorial Day I’ll get back to posting once I get back tonight <3)
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Post by vakarian on May 27, 2019 21:19:17 GMT -5
; - Pepper Tongue
His thick-furred tail thumped against the floor in an annoyed manner, although his words showed nothing close to the emotion. "No, not at all Mallow Sprout. I assure you, I can handle a kick or two." The tom joked good-naturally, feeling perhaps a bit guilty of possible causing the she-cat embarrassment. He thought silently for a few seconds, collecting his thoughts before beginning to speak once more, "I was actually more upset at . . . well, not upset, I've just been . . . thinking about something. I've been missing someone, that's all. It's frustrating he's not here."
Pepper Tongue squirmed in his place, as if feeling ashamed for admitting his feelings aloud, especially ones that were as heavy as guilt. He hoped he didn't bring the mood down between him and Mallow Sprout, but neither did he want to make her feel bad for something she didn't do. He usually wasn't wasn't unreasonable with his emotions. |
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we out here
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Post by smokey on May 28, 2019 0:52:13 GMT -5
"I did, thanks!" Lonely Wolf responded with a hint of a purr. She waved her tail to the open spot next to her, inviting Haunted Dirge to join her, then wrapped her tail around herself. Occasionally, she glanced over to where Bouncing Flame was still sitting a couple of tail lengths away to make sure he was still doing alright. Eventually he stood and moved towards the fresh-kill pile, presumably to get something to eat. Lonely Wolf pulled her attention away from Bouncing Flame, turning her dark eyes to Haunted Dirge once more and gave her fellow warrior a warm smile. "You know, I haven't been out much lately," she commented with a small flick of her tail tip. "Maybe we could go hunting or something together today? Or just... go on a walk together...?"
With a flustered huff, Prowling Mouse scampered off to his father, ears still pressed firmly to his head and his tail puffed up to twice its normal size. As soon as he reached Black Sea's side, the young apprentice butted his head against the warrior's flank and grinned up at him. "Come oooon! Let's go already!" Although his words came out as an impatient whine, Prowling Mouse's eyes shone with exhilaration. When he noticed Umberlee was with them as well, his excitement faltered. He wasn't particularly close or familiar with his father's mate, but he didn't exactly have anything against her. She was nice and always seemed happy, but she wasn't familiar. The tom frowned at his thoughts and shook his head, trying to rid his mind of negativity. I'll just get to know her then, he decided with a firm nod. With his plan made, Prowling Mouse looked towards Umberlee with a radiant smile.
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on May 28, 2019 16:11:13 GMT -5
; hey everyone! hope you're all doing well c:
; - Dizzy
The she-kit's pain was beginning to stem more from the sheer shame she felt, now shrinking back onto Rotted Leaves' flank in an attempt to hide from the looks she may have been receiving from the other cats around her. "I'm okay." She whispered to the elder, wobbling slightly as she got back onto her paws. As she did so, a sharp pain shot up throughout her front right leg, which she reacted to by squealing in surprise. "Owwie! My leg is hurting." Dizzy exclaimed, but didn't show a frightened concern to that fact; she, after all, had gotten plenty of bumps and bruises due to her recklessness before, so another wouldn't surprise her. Nevertheless, she began to favor her right leg, raising her little paw up to give it a few licks in case her soft pawpad had gotten scratched.
"Rotted Leaves, can you tell us stories now?" She decided to try and put the attention on her aside, instead changing the subject to another activity she was looking forward to. Even if the two toms with her complained, at least she would be able to lie down and rest her sprained leg -- before her parents came back and found out, was her plan.
; - Pepper Tongue
The tom turned to meet his eyes with Mallow Sprout's, observing her as she spoke comfort to him. There had been plenty of cats before who accused him of selfishness, an occurrence he cared little for, except for times when he was sure StarClan were trying to teach him a lesson -- it seemed this was such a time. Of course he was aware of his Clanmate's losing their loved ones on the Final Night, something that he felt pity over, but he felt it didn't amount to his pain. But hearing her speak, gently reminding him that she too had been one to suffer over their shared tragedy, caused Pepper Tongue to curse himself in his mind. "I must ask for your forgiveness, Mallow Sprout," He began, trying to calm himself in order for his pelt to return to its normal size, "It's hard for me to see how other's suffer. I didn't mean to belittle you.
"You're right, though. Even my longing to see him again won't change much . . . it's better to look towards the future, isn't it?" The tom gave a cant of his head, and slowly his brashness turned to his usual wit. "Though, I can't say I necessary want to see what's in store for us. All sorts of scary stuff, yeah?"
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 28, 2019 17:27:37 GMT -5
(Hey everyone, x.x Sorry I haven't been here for a little while, just a busy work week! I won't be on tonight because of DND, but I'l try to get a bunch of responses tomorrow!)
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Post by vakarian on May 28, 2019 18:11:37 GMT -5
; - Pepper Tongue
The tom turned to meet his eyes with Mallow Sprout's, observing her as she spoke comfort to him. There had been plenty of cats before who accused him of selfishness, an occurrence he cared little for, except for times when he was sure StarClan were trying to teach him a lesson -- it seemed this was such a time. Of course he was aware of his Clanmate's losing their loved ones on the Final Night, something that he felt pity over, but he felt it didn't amount to his pain. But hearing her speak, gently reminding him that she too had been one to suffer over their shared tragedy, caused Pepper Tongue to curse himself in his mind. "I must ask for your forgiveness, Mallow Sprout," He began, trying to calm himself in order for his pelt to return to its normal size, "It's hard for me to see how other's suffer. I didn't mean to belittle you.
"You're right, though. Even my longing to see him again won't change much . . . it's better to look towards the future, isn't it?" The tom gave a cant of his head, and slowly his brashness turned to his usual wit. "Though, I can't say I necessary want to see what's in store for us. All sorts of scary stuff, yeah?" (howdy everyone! i hope D&D goes well tonight cactus! <33) The she-cat listened intently to Pepper Tongue as he spilled his woes. And as she suspected, he began to relax as he aired his grievances. It was going to be a while before all could return to normalcy - everyone knew this - but talking about it was the first step. In her eyes, at least. "You have no need to forgive me, Pepper Tongue," she soothed, "I do not feel belittled. All I feel is your sorrow at this moment. Here..." Mallow Sprout leaned in close, and began to groom him. Some bits of the tom's pelt still stuck up, but a few runs over could remedy it. Hopefully her words of consolation could do the same. "The road ahead will always be a long one." Mallow Sprout lamented between licks. "Scary things. Paralyzing things. But we are all together. We must not only look ahead, but to the cat next to us." |
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on May 28, 2019 22:25:43 GMT -5
Black Sea was still waiting for Umberlee's response when he heard his son asking to head out, should they? Waiting around in camp wouldn't be the most of fun of experiences for the apprentices. He let out a small sigh and lifted himself up onto his paws. "Very well, let's go. We will start with the border at Sinking Swamp. Ever single one of you better listen to me when I say stick close to me, we don't want to lose any apprentices." He warned, shooting a look to Dusted Path who gave him a small innocent smile in return.
He rolled his eyes and he made his way out of camp and started East, ignoring the pain beginning to set in his paws. He had nearly forgotten that he had already traveled this way today with little rest before setting out again. He glanced back to the apprentice's behind him, counting each one to make sure they were all there before turning to Umberlee. "When we get there, do you want to be the one to ask them about scent markers?" He whispered, wanting to get his mate more involved in the patrol.
Rotted Leaves narrowed eyes as she realized what Dizzy was doing, she was obviously suffering from some kind of pain and she didn't want to be the one to get in trouble over this. "Dizzy, how about...I tell you stories while either Frail Sneeze or Pigeon Roll examine you? I really would rest easier knowing you're alright." She was trying to make it about her own feelings, not the kit's.
"You know, it'd be like your Dizzy Dance, the tough warrior just returning from a big patrol that was.." Her mind faltered for a few moments, what would cause a hurt leg..? Hmm "Your patrol just fought a big fox but you had to retreat until back up came and in your retreat you hurt your leg. Despite this, you still took the down fox, though you still need to see the medicine cats, you know?" She purred softly at the kit, licking the top of her head.
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Post by SmugGull on May 28, 2019 23:25:32 GMT -5
(Good luck with D&D, Cactus!) Haunted Dirge accepted Lonely Wolf's invitation gratefully, letting the silence fall between the two as they enjoyed each other's company. Their ear twitched when Lonely Wolf spoke again. "That..." Haunted Dirge trailed off, momentarily lost in a memory of their lovely Stalking Fox. "That sounds nice," they said sincerely. "Are you...on patrol today? I haven't been assigned...it would be nice to bring something back for the clan." Haunted Dirge and Lonely Wolf had been born into different clans - Haunted Dirge into AppleClan, Lonely Wolf into CloudClan - but now they were all a part of UniClan, and it would be...good, to ease the tensions a bit by hunting together, to show everyone that cats born in different clans could still work together. Or so they told themselves. Really, they just wanted an excuse to spend more time with Lonely Wolf. ~~ Pebble Skip purred triumphantly as Prowling Mouse scampered away. They made a note to try Dusted Path's trick of moss in the ears - Dusted Path usually had good ideas - and looked up at Skull Rattle with wide eyes. "Did you have anything planned for today?" they meowed hopefully. |
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Post by grasslands on May 29, 2019 0:23:45 GMT -5
(hello!)
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Web
Gender: Nonbinary
3 Positive or neutral traits: Mild, patient, cool-headed.
2 Negative traits: Crybaby, avoidant.
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Looming Moon
Gender: Tom
3 Positive or neutral traits: Warm, vigilant, responsible.
2 Negative traits: Defensive, untamed.
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Thieving Rat
Gender: She-cat
3 Positive or neutral traits: Knowledgeable, experienced, silver-tongued.
2 Negative traits: Sleazy, lonely.
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smokey
we out here
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Post by smokey on May 29, 2019 8:40:00 GMT -5
"Nope! I'm free!" the dark she-cat mewed with a grin. Lonely Wolf stood and stretched with a small, content sigh. Once she was sure her legs were ready, she started towards the camp entrance, looking over her shoulder to give Haunted Dirge a lopsided smile. She had meant to speak, but she found herself pausing to admire her clanmate. A few moons ago, she would never even have considered spending time with the other warrior; after all, they came from different clans. Now that their clans were united, though, she'd found herself taking a particular interest in Haunted Dirge. They had a certain air about them that Lonely Wolf liked and she felt like the two of them clicked. Remembering what she was doing, she blinked out of her trance, feeling her ears burn with embarrassment. It was also then that she realized she was just staring at Haunted Dirge like an idiot. "O-oh! Well, let's, uh... go?"
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 29, 2019 12:04:16 GMT -5
(Morning everyone! Hopping on the computer soon to respond!
Thanks for joining Grass! Your characters look great, I’m so glad someone finally claimed Looming Moon!
Please feel free to RP! Right now I think Thieving Rat was just sent out on a hunting patrol with Bubble Chaser and Skull Rattle! And if you get up a starter for Looming Moon, Ashenstar will come and pay him a visit c: )
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 29, 2019 12:41:20 GMT -5
(Ahh DND went great guys, thanks! ;w; We didn't really get a lot done, it was literally 5 hours of everyone making buildings and buying supplies. xD We excavated this hillo full of monsters and decide to make our own town there, because we have more gold than we know what to do with, so my lil' rogue is starting up a thieve's guild. It was one of those sessions that was pretty tedious x.x'
Please let me know if I'm forgetting to respond to anyone! I don't mean to, I just might have lost track!)
Umberlee | With Black Sea, Prowling Mouse, Dusted Path, Buzzing Bee. | Mentions Pebble Skip | ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ , ☾ѕησσzє☽ , smokey
Umberlee had kept in pace with Black Sea as the patrol inched their way out of camp, crossing over the log that rested over the river with no issue, thankfully... One hazard down, many more to go. She had kept quiet while the apprentice's bickered, simply frowning at them, but not daring to cut in to tell them to stop. Thankfully the argument smoothed over itself. She perked her ears when Black Sea addressed her, seemingly still just a bit out of it, but she grinned at him and nodded. "Oh yeah! Heh, it feels so weird... Feels like just yesterday I was getting taught all this myself," She reflected on when the clan brought her in, and had to teach her the basics of living as a group. The molly already knew how to hunt, but she had to know the intricacies of maintaining a well kept border. Now she was helping teach others the same thing! "Yeah, make sure to keep your paws up!" She called out to the group of young cats ahead of her, who were just barely shorter than she was already. "I'm sure you all have heard the stories about the cats that drown in that bog." Her voice teetered with suspense.
As she looked back to Black Sea with a smile she caught Prowling Mouse beside him, looking to her with a warm, beaming grin. Her heart warmed, at first she didn't smile back merely because she was shocked, but she happily beamed back at him.
Skull Rattle | With Bubble Chaser, Thieving Rat, and Pebble Skip | Mentions . . . | vakarian SmugGull grasslands
Skull Rattle swished his tail to the side and skulked after Bubble Chaser, taking up the rear of the patrol as he normally did. He glanced towards his young apprentice who fell into step with him as the patrol made their way out of camp and began to tread on the log over the river. "Looks like we're following around Bubble Chaser this morning..." His voice drew out of his lips uninterested and dry. Thankfully, he and his apprentice were past the very rough beginnings of a mentor/apprentice relationship. Since Pebble Skip was 8 moons, they had two moons to try to develop their hunting techniques, and while it still wasn't perfect, it was better than teaching them the basics and watching them flounder around. "After we're done with this chore we'll continue working on your battle training... Just remember to keep your claws sheathed this time." He sighed with a strong hint of annoyance.
Wing | With Spider, Dizzy, and Rotted Leaves | Mentions . . . | ☾ѕησσzє☽ , ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ
Wing had rushed to his sister's side as she collapsed, his paws pattering against the ground with worry. He had nudged her cheek to raise her head and see if she was okay, in hindsight it was horribly embarrassing the way he worried over her. But, thankfully Rotted Leaves was there to watch over them. "Y-You! S-Stupid, why did you do that?" He glared at her, attempting to pin this whole idea on her. Wing turned to the elder and shuffled his paws, looking apologetic - but then she mentioned his sisters warrior name and his eyes lit up again. "Hey! But what about Super Wing!" He bounced high up in the air.
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Post by owlspots on May 29, 2019 16:21:59 GMT -5
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Sweet Cocoa
Gender: female
3 Positive or neutral traits: spirited, motherly, compassionate.
2 Negative traits: hot-headed, stubborn.
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Smoking Leaf
Gender: male
3 Positive or neutral traits: mild, easy-going, light-hearted.
2 Negative traits: lazy, cowardly.
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Post by SmugGull on May 29, 2019 16:37:36 GMT -5
(Aww, Lonely Wolf!) Haunted Dirge blinked warmly at Lonely Wolf as they padded after the taller she-cat. "That's good," she said, unaware of Lonely Wolf's close examination. They padded after Lonely Wolf, relaxing in the silence for a little while before speaking. "Where do you think we should hunt?" ~~ Pebble Skip brightened visibly at the mention of battle training, but cringed at their mentor's reprimand. "Sorry Skull Rattle," they said contritely. At least I didn't hurt him. Then again, Skull Rattle didn't get hurt. He was too good of a fighter. They glanced over to Bubble Chaser - they knew Skull Rattle didn't like the other warrior, but for the life of them they couldn't figure out why. Bubble Chaser was nice - loud, sure, but...nice. Bubble Chaser must have done something that Pebble Skip didn't know about - they resolved to ask Skull Rattle as soon as the patrol was over. |
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Post by grasslands on May 29, 2019 16:37:40 GMT -5
( of course, thank you for having me! i'd been eyeing uniclan for a while ^^' also, you play DnD? that is so cool, i'm a DM right now actually!! rogue characters are the best, you have good taste  )Thieving Rat | Hunting PatrolThieving Rat falls in line at the side of the patrol, an idle smirk placed on her face and the tip of her furless tail twitching; whether it's because she's scheming or because she's content, nobody would be finding out any time soon. Her ear swivels as she listens to Skull Rattle's conversation with his apprentice. "Apprentice troubles, eh?" she asks once the black tom is done lecturing Pebble Skip, her typical drawl slipping through. "Yes, I remember when I was an apprentice. Go easy on them, keeping your claws sheathed is hard." She winks, and looks like she has more to say, but her attention is stolen by a small starling perched on a branch, and she slinks off behind a thick bush to pounce. Thieving Rat has a slender build, perfect for sneaking around, so naturally she'd be on the better side when it comes to hunting. If there's anything she truly excels at, however, it would be sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. Point in case: Skull Rattle's mentoring.Looming Moon | CampThe warm, sun-soaked surface of the leaders den is a luxury Looming Moon is unsure he deserves. Just mere moons ago he had been fighting with passionate tooth and claw to defend his family from the very cats who are part of his clan now. The grief of losing all of his family on just one bloody night was a fresher wound than all of his healing cuts, and to have to simply move on from it while facing the cats who could have killed them every day? Is a feat he's not sure he'll be able to do. His bushy tail sways from side to side, draping off of the side of the boulders, and he places his head on his paws, watching the cats hustle around their new camp. I dont want vengeance, he decides, I don't want that at all. But all of my people are going through the same thing... It's going to be a long, long journey before peace is settled. Stretching and then hopping down off of the boulder, he pads to the entrance of camp, unsure if he should join a patrol or help with construction that still needs to be done. Being a leader is hard! He doesn't know what to do with himself! Sitting still is most certainly not an option, though. He wonders if Ashenstar will have anything to say.
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Post by vakarian on May 29, 2019 16:51:27 GMT -5
As the hunting group passed through the brush and exited camp, Bubble Chaser eased off his lead a bit, and began to mingle more with the three other cats he was in charge of. "I remember being an apprentice," he mused, as if he was about to delve into a long-winded tale about some extravagant exploit, "It was... How many moons ago now-" Suddenly, his ears perked up, and his head whirled towards where Thieving Rat was. She had swiftly ducked behind a bush, and he instantly halted in place. His tail stood up, signaling the rest of the group to stay still. His voice lowered to a hush, "Good eye, Thieving Rat." Bubble Chaser assured. While she had her eyes set on the helpless bird, he lowered his head and sniffed the ground tentatively, trying to pick up a scent of more possible prey.
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Post by SmugGull on May 29, 2019 17:25:53 GMT -5
(yo grasslands heads up, Pebble Skip is a they/them not a he/him.) "Hey!" Pebble Skip protested. It is not! But saying that much would only incriminate them more, so they clamped their mouth shut. Just in time, too - Thieving Rat spotted a bird and the hunting began. Pebble Skip opened their mouth to taste the air. Was that... "I think there's a mouse under that bush," they whispered to Skull Rattle, dropping into a hunter's crouch. |
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 29, 2019 17:35:54 GMT -5
(Thank you so much for joining Owlspots! ;w; I’ll add you right now, and respond too! c:
Also a heads up everybody! I think Hearty might be leaving the clan, but that’s okay, I think they just have a lot of stuff going on! So, this will be the first instance where a cat is given back up. Someone can claim the same character, but it’s important that they’re not the *same* character. They’ll still be the same position, same name, and same relations, but they’re not supposed to be a copy of the cat previously given up. So if anyone wishes to claim Cool Cucumber or Bracken Splinter please feel free. c:
I’m so glad you decided to join Grass! c: Oh my gosh you DM? That’s awesome! I could never do it I don’t have the charisma! xD You know it’s funny, I’ve been playing DND for almost 3 years and I’ve played exclusively priests/druids up until this point! Not out of any necessary desire to do so, the game just always lacks a healer XD It’s fun being a rogue! I mean, my damage output is absolutely abysmal, but I’m a sneaky lil’ elf boi who occasionally picks locks but fails 95% of the time. Lol! What edition to you run? c: Me and my group always run 2nd ed, or 3.5.)
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no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on May 29, 2019 17:53:22 GMT -5
Black Sea looked over to his mate then his son, was it wrong to imagine them as a little family of their own? Surely not, right? He gave Umberlee a soft lick on her ear, careful to keep it brief to not gross out the apprentice's too much. He kept his eyes straight ahead now, listening to Umberlee tell the apprentice's what to do and what to be wary of. He couldn't wait till they had their own apprentice's and they could do this every day together. He snapped out of it, he was day dreaming again.
Last time he started daydreaming it didn't well so he focussed on the path ahead. They should arrive at the border...eventually? He hoped the apprentice's could keep the energy up but their bickering down.
Rotted Leaves laughed gently as she helped Dizzy to her paws. "Super Wing made sure the fox was dead, before rushing to his sister's side and helping her to the medicine cat's den. He knew she was hurt but he couldn't leave her behind like this..." She looked over to Spider, wondering if he had a warrior name picked out for himself yet. She wasn't sure but he seemed willing to tag along without the added in story anyways so she let out a small sigh of relief. "Come on, Super Wing and Dizzy Dance let's get you to the medicine cat's den so you can fight even more foxes!" She tip toed her way towards the medicine cat's den, tossing a look over her shoulder to them to make sure they were following and that Dizzy didn't need help getting there
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Post by owlspots on May 29, 2019 17:53:59 GMT -5
(if hearty ends up leaving i'd be more than happy to take cool cucumber if that's alright! ^^)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 29, 2019 18:11:11 GMT -5
Skull Rattle | With Bubble Chaser, Thieving Rat, Pebble Skip | Mentions . . . | grasslands , vakarian SmugGull
Skull Rattle flicked his ears in the direction of the prey that Thieving Rat was after. He watched her with a blank expression. The new warrior still had the moxie, brazen attitude of an apprentice who had just graduated, or at least the one eyed warrior thought to himself. She seemed so much like her brother, Pepper Tongue, he wondered how the two of them got a long. Speaking of getting a long. Skull Rattle turned his glazed, somewhat annoyed expression to Bubble Chaser. He looked next to his young apprentice, then leaned down and whispered beside their ear. "Well, aren't you wanting to prove yourself? Go ahead, go catch that thing before Thieving Rat does." He said with a hint of mischief.
Ashenstar | With Looming Moon | Mentions . . . | grasslands
Looming Moon didn't have to wander far before the ashy grey tom pushed up from where he was sitting with the deputy of UniClan, and moved calmly towards the leader. Ashenstar was a wise tom, and thus, knew by the way the newly made leader was carrying himself that there was doubt in him. Who could blame him though? Becoming the leader of any clan wasn't a decision any cat should take with ease. Those who do often times prove to be the power hungry fools. Ashenstar chose him because he sensed potential in the young cat, still, to this day he didn't exactly understand why it had to be him, maybe StarClan just lead him to the conclusion. "Morning," He approached from behind him, a humorous purr lifting his voice. "Your deputy has already sent out your patrols. A group this morning even managed to bring back some prey early." He chose his words your carefully, to instill a sense of pride in the young cat, make him understand that this new unified clan was his to lead. The much older cat sat himself beside the spry new leader, contently flicking his tail around his paws and watching the river flow around them, curving around the island that made up the UniClan camp.
(Sorry, my responses felt a bit lacking x.x You can claim Cool Cucumber now if you wish Owl! c: )
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Post by owlspots on May 29, 2019 18:19:57 GMT -5
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Cool Cucumber
Gender: male
3 Positive or neutral traits: selfless, cheerful, thoughtful
2 Negative traits: scaredy-cat, ditzy
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on May 29, 2019 18:27:12 GMT -5
(Looks great Owl! ^w^
By the way, big announcement! There are 10 new loners added to the front page, 9 of which are claimable! They are for a plot coming up that will be explained a bit later, but they're basically a wandering group of outsiders that come from everywhere. Their pictures and relations section will be added up shortly c: )
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Post by SmugGull on May 29, 2019 18:27:16 GMT -5
Pebble Skip wriggled with excitement at their mentor's encouragement, just managing not to make so much sound to scare the prey off. Carefully, they stalked forward - the mouse poked its nose out from under the bush and they froze, holding perfectly still as the mouse moved forward...and forward...and -
- died, when Pebble Skip pounced on it, sinking their teeth into its neck. They held up their catch triumphantly, waving their tail as they trotted back over to Skull Rattle.
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Post by SmugGull on May 29, 2019 18:28:34 GMT -5
(Can I go ahead and claim Brazen and Domino right now, or do I need to wait?)
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Post by vakarian on May 29, 2019 18:35:26 GMT -5
Bubble Chaser paused his own hunt for food when he noticed Pebble Skip lunge at something. In a moment's notice, they were already trotting proudly with some fresh kill in their fangs. His whiskers twitched excitedly. This amount of success already! The apprentice was going places. Still in a quieter tone, he gave them a congratulatory nudge and continued on his own hunt. He slowly padded along the grass. It was slightly damp, making for a stronger scent - but he didn't let it distract him. His ears perked up suddenly at the sound of scuttling behind a nearby rock. Bubble Chaser tensed his posture into a crouch, and sniffed again. It reeked of a squirrel. Ever so slowly, he crept over the rock and there it was! Nibbling at something, and every so often darting its head back and forth. Little did it know that its demise was soon to follow... From above. In a swift motion, Bubble Chaser pounced on the critter, and with a cut off squeak it lay limp in his maw.
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