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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Jun 1, 2019 17:35:39 GMT -5
Black Sea opened his mouth to speak when a noise caught his attention and he jumped on top of it, claws sheathed though, hissing and growling. "Who are you?" He growled, his fur now fluffed up considerably. He looked wild, teeth bared and eyes flared with hatred as he stared down at the tom caught between his front leg. He had never seen or heard of more cats existing just outside their borders so he wouldn't take the risk now of playing friendly. He lashed his tail to signal for the apprentice's to stay back but it was clear that Dusted Path wouldn't, instead she approached with her head tilted to the side in curiosity.
To Dusted Path, this cat looked harmless...Almost cute in a way, for a scaredy cat. She thought to herself, her ears perking up now. She looked to Black Sea, about to tell him to get off of him when she remembered her place, she was just an apprentice...from another clan in his eyes too probably. She caught movement out of the side of her vision though and turned to it, narrowing her eyes.
Polaris was following her son, listening to his brooding comments when she saw him fall. She let out a snort of laughter until he was pinned down by another tom cat, this one she didn't recognize. She growled as she approached the patrol, glancing to the cats among them. Hmm five of them...two of us. Surely we hold no win in this fight. She smoothed out her fur and silenced her own growl as she turned to the oldest she-cat, who seemed a bit familiar to her but she wasn't sure from where. Surely she could wrangle in her tom, right? "You there, can you please make him stop this at once? My son has done no harm to your cats." She mewed, bringing herself to the sitting position.
She could feel the tension in the air between them but she chose to ignore it, not letting it bother her as she waited for this she-cat to calm down this brute.
Rotted Leaves was about to say something in response to Bracken Splinter when the elder left, she rolled her eyes, not caring too much for her leaving. She whisked up Dizzy and brought her closer to the healing den, waiting for her daughter to come out now, but instead Pigeon Roll peaked out. How did she...nevermind.
"Hey! So you got a little owwie right? I think...uh..." The young apprentice seemed to be thinking hard as she ducked her head back inside, now calling for Frail Sneeze's help. "What do we use for sprained paws again? It looks..not too bad, she's able to walk!" She tried to not mess up the store of herbs, carefully nosing through them. She thought maybe elder leaves would help, those helped sprained stuff right? She really wanted to hear Frail Sneeze's input first though before she went haywire on the herbs.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 1, 2019 18:10:17 GMT -5
(Those were such great responses! ;w; I loved Malaki’s post, you’re a really talented writer Collided! It’ll be really interesting to see how everything pans out, buuuut... XD Unfortunetly I have to go for a couple hours, I have dinner and then I’m off to see a ballet with my family. I’ll get responses in late tonight though! ^w^
How do y’all like Glooming? <3 <3 Oh my god isn’t he precious?)
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Post by collided on Jun 1, 2019 19:05:58 GMT -5
(Those were such great responses! ;w; I loved Malaki’s post, you’re a really talented writer Collided! It’ll be really interesting to see how everything pans out, buuuut... XD Unfortunetly I have to go for a couple hours, I have dinner and then I’m off to see a ballet with my family. I’ll get responses in late tonight though! ^w^
How do y’all like Glooming? <3 <3 Oh my god isn’t he precious?) (Thank you so much!  I actually hope one day to be an author. As is, hope you enjoy your night out. My family also loves the ballet. My sister is involved in dancing still. He's the most precious emo teenage cat lol. Malaki is going to be a bit frustrated that he might have to help save the "annoying" younger cat tho.  If Black Sea keeps playing into the idea that they're vicious wild cats, Malaki might have to blow his cover. Decisions, decisions.) |
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 1, 2019 21:50:30 GMT -5
(I wanted to be an author when I was younger, but I never followed through with it. Follow your dreams hun ;w;
He should totally burst out >:3 It would be nice if he and Umberlee were on somewhat familiar terms! c:
Also! Update everyone ^w^ Hearty’s finished your commissions, they’ll be posted to the front page when I get home, and I’ll PM you their pictures too! Just a reminder that these characters are 100% yours, I will not use them for anything, and you do NOT have to pay me back, or pay Hearty for them. c: Think of them just like gifts!)
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Post by ˏˋ h o s h i e ˎˊ on Jun 1, 2019 22:56:21 GMT -5
hello everyone! i hope you all have been doing well. and welcome to all who have joined, too.
i'm very sorry to say, but unfortunately i will be taking a hiatus from the site, due to personal circumstances in my life at the moment. i've suddenly become very busy with school and personal life, leaving me little time for hobbies such as this one. i really hope everyone is able to enjoy this wonderful clan to the fullest, and i hope i'll be able to rejoin at a different time when i have less on my plate. ;w; take care!
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 11:56:48 GMT -5
(We understand Hoshie, and we hope everything goes good for you! <3 You're always welcomed back!
I'll go ahead and make her characters available again on the front page, anyone can feel free to claim them, and I'm responding now c: )
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 15:12:45 GMT -5
Umberlee | With Black Sea, Prowling Mouse, Dusted Path, Buzzing Bee, Malaki, Polaris, Glooming | Mentions . . . | collided , ☾ѕησσzє☽ , smokey
Umberlee flinched back when she saw that the cat who came stumbling forward seemed barely the age to be an apprentice. She trotted forward to Black Sea cautiously, placing her tail tip on his shoulder and looking him deep in the eyes. Her expression was concerned, without speaking a word, she conveyed to the tom that the enemy was only a child, and that we should try to settle this without violence. The starry pelted molly that emerged seemed like a mirage, her coat that of the night sky, it made her seem like some sort of prophet sent by the StarClan that her clan mates had been mentioning. "Look, this is UniClan territory... You can't be here." Umberlee said simply. She hadn't exactly figured out how to sound like an intimidating warrior yet. Her small chest was puffed out, posture indicating that she would remain polite, but would protect the young apprentice's behind her at any cost.
From underneath Black Sea, the small black cat wiggled fiercely to try to get free. "G-Geez... You weigh as much as a table!" The tom squeaked, looking up to his mother with wide eyes that yelled save me already!
(I guess we should pause the RP with Dizzy and everyone, since Dizzy isn't claimed right now. ;-; )
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Post by collided on Jun 2, 2019 15:42:02 GMT -5
Malaki : Borderlands : With Glooming, Polaris, Black Sea, Umberlee, Prowling Mouse, Dusted Path, and Buzzing Bee
The gray tabby tom quickly considered his options. The first thing he knew is that the huge black-and-white tom on top of the whiny young one was dangerous. At his vantage point, he couldn’t see if claws were out--there was no blood, not yet, but would there be? His tail flicked to-and-fro behind him. He watched as Polaris tried to reason with the brute, but the sudden violence still had him on edge too. Seeing such a small, weak young one being attacked by a much larger fighter--Wheaty wouldn’t like it. Polaris and her son were out-numbered. He wanted to hiss and growl in frustration at them upsetting his hopes, but it wasn’t their fault he’d made a faulty assumption about UniClan’s new peace and tolerance.
Realizing what he had to do if he didn’t want to look as spineless as a worm, he puffed himself up as much as he could and stood as tall as he could. Then he walked, slowly, towards the other cats. He pretended he didn’t actually care what happened. He came to stand beside where Polaris sat, trying to play it cool as well but clearly a worried mother.
“Is there a problem here?” Malaki asked, glancing at the clan cats with narrowed eyes. “I apologize this...kit...fell across your border by mistake, but Polaris and he were seeking refuge.” That sounded good, he thought. Refuge. “They are struggling, you see. Poor Glooming in particular. We all assumed, with your recent losses, perhaps you’d be willing to help cats in need? You know, to dispel all those rumours--not spread by us, of course--that you’re cruel and violent. You wouldn’t want this to cause issues, I’d assume? After all...” His mind hit a bit of a wall, but he quickly tried to scramble over it. He remembered no cat knew who Glooming’s father even was, a tidbit he’d stored at the back of his mind, unimportant until now. “The kit’s father could be in your clan. With your new joining, I doubt you’d want to cause any friction there. Just in case.”
He kept his place and tried to just coolly look over the gathered cats. The big one would cause issues, but he recognized the grown she-cat. Maybe she’d side with them. She seemed positioned to try to get the big cat to back off, but he hadn't heard what she'd said. The other younger cats seemed confused by what was happening, a bit concerned maybe. All he had to do was convince the big one to back down. Then either they could leave in peace, back to the other loners on the borderlands, or they’d fight. Malaki hadn’t had to fight a group of cats in awhile, but his memory of it remained. His options flickered in his mind, options on how to get Glooming out from under the big cat without either of them dying or being badly wounded. He doubted Polaris and he could fight them off alone, even if he wanted to see himself as being capable of it. No, they’d just need to get away mostly unharmed so they could run back across the border and hope they wouldn’t be followed. He had to focus on keeping his claws sheathed as much as he had to keep his breaths steady.
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Post by collided on Jun 2, 2019 15:45:44 GMT -5
(Aww, sorry you have to take a break, Hoshie, but I get it. My health sometimes requires breaks from stuff like this. I hope school and all goes really well for you. I hope to see you around later on. For the now unclaimed characters, maybe it's a bit forward since I'm new, but considering characters can be shifted as needed, would it be possible for me to claim Frail Sneeze as a third character? I too have an autoimmune disease that makes me, well, frail and sneezy, so I think I'd really enjoy playing a character with a similar health issue. I think I could help make it fairly realistic too, writing chronic illness.) |
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 16:07:44 GMT -5
(Totally Collided! Feel free c: I'd be happy to let the healer be with someone so capable ^w^ I'll give Lost and Smokey time to respond to the RP before I write another response.)
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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 Jun 2, 2019 16:17:44 GMT -5
{Black Sea}
He scoffed, keeping his hold on the tom beneath him. They think they can just waltz into our clan? Who is he to try and talk down to me like this? "No, I don't think we are accepting new members to our clan. We have enough problems going on without taking in more mouths to feed. Whether a tom in our clan fathered this kit or not, it doesn't matter. He is not allowed on our territory, none of you." He hissed, finally stepping back off of him. He did, however, scoot the tom back away with his front leg, well attempted to.
Polaris narrowed her eyes and puffed out her chest, obviously not liking the answer nor liking the idea of Malaki saving them. She rushed over to her son and hurried him to his paws, checking for any signs of bruising on his body. When he seemed well enough she stuck her nose in the air at them. "Very well, we will take our leave but I can scent your border ends only just over there so we have rights to exist just outside of it."
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 16:45:56 GMT -5
Umberlee | With Black Sea, Prowling Mouse, Buzzing Bee, Dusted Path, Malaki, Polaris, Glooming | Mentions . . . | smokey , ☾ѕησσzє☽ , collided
What a rude shecat! Umberlee thought to herself, the hackles along her spine raising. She felt her claws unsheathe in rage, but as she noticed them digging into the ground she quickly pulled them back in, alarmed that she let her emotions get away from her. The small black tom scrambled to his paws, shuffling backwards where his mother ushered him. He fluffed out his fur and waved her away in annoyance with a paw. Apparently even in dire situations he detested the thought of giving his parent any affection. Umberlee's gaze narrowed to a hostile glare, she looked now to the grey tom who emerged from the undergrowth. He was familiar, faintly she remembered seeing his face when she lived on the farm. It was his scent that must have been so familiar. For a moment she looked cheery again, almost as if she was about to go pad over to him and ask how he was doing, but then she remembered that she was a clan cat, and he was an outsider...
It was a shame, for the short time the they spent together, she found his company enjoyable. It was him and one younger molly with a golden pelt... The name escaped her for the moment. But she remembered the tom's name, Malaki, simply because she had never heard of such a name before. Granted, others told her they'd never heard the name Umberlee before.
The small lavender and black tom growled at the clan cats, a sound erupting from his snout that sounded like he was hocking back saliva. He spit at Black Sea's paws, his ears pinned to his head. "You think you're tough? Picking on a kid! If I was older I'd beat you up!" His gaze swept to Dusted Path, then to the rest of the cats with him. "You and your gang!" Outbursts like these were... common, Polaris would recall.
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smokey
we out here
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Post by smokey on Jun 2, 2019 16:52:10 GMT -5
Prowling Mouse bristled at the sight of the strangers and, even seeing his father pin one of them, he couldn't keep his tail from puffing up. He glanced between the strange cats with wide eyes. With a low growl, he moved to Black Sea's side, chest puffed out and head raised high. "No one's allowed to cross our border!" he declared confidently. The cats before him were definitely older than him, and most of them were bigger, but that wouldn't stop Prowling Mouse from trying to prove his strength. You can't impress your clanmates if you're dead, the voice in the back of his head chided. Hearing the smaller cat of the outsider group, the apprentice stepped forward, ears flat. "Hey, you can't talk to us like that! Right?" He looked back towards Black Sea and Umberlee for backup, eyes narrowed.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 17:01:46 GMT -5
Glooming | With Black Sea, Umberlee, Dusted Path, Prowling Mouse, Buzzing Bee, Malaki, Polaris. | Mentions . . . | smokey, collided, ☾ѕησσzє☽
Before his mother, or even Malaki could interject, the small black tom jerked himself away from his mothers protective hold and stepped closer to the gutsy apprentice. "I'll speak however I want, savage!" Glooming was smaller than Prowling Mouse, quiet surprising seeing as how he was 3 moons older than him. Glooming snickered, lashing his short stubbed tail.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 17:09:36 GMT -5
(Oh Glooming. XD what's wrong with you?)
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Post by collided on Jun 2, 2019 17:20:05 GMT -5
(Totally Collided! Feel free c: I'd be happy to let the healer be with someone so capable ^w^ I'll give Lost and Smokey time to respond to the RP before I write another response.) (Thank you. Is there anything I should write up for Frail Sneeze? I think I can keep her more-or-less the same, character-wise. That is, "Intelligent " - ☘ - " Thoughtful " - ☘ - " Reliable " - ☘ - " Sickly " - ☘ - " Lily-Livered " . I think it would be fun to have a more scaredy cat character lol, because Bracken would fight a badger for her family and Malaki is prickly. I could update her appearance and personality section if you'd like? Decide on her age, experience, and all. Edit: Totally forgot to reload page, my bad.) |
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 17:31:18 GMT -5
(It's no problem! I forget to reload all the time XD things go by so quick!
As for claiming Frail Sneeze, you can keep her relatively the same, but when someone gives up a character, we have to try to not make it exactly like the one it was before. Because then it's kind of character stealing, which we try to avoid1 You can have some of her/his (you can feel free to change the gender) personality points be the same, like for instance, Frail Sneeze being sickly, just because it makes a lot of sense, we just have to try to not make sure that all the personality points are the same. c: The appearance age, and relations would all stay the same for her/him though! ^w^)
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Post by collided on Jun 2, 2019 17:37:05 GMT -5
(Ooooh, yeah. Duh. My bad. I'll alter them a bit to better suit how I want to play them then. Thanks. I'll try to get that ready now.)
Malaki : Borderlands : Mentions Umberlee, Polaris, Glooming, Black Sea, Prowling Mouse, Dusted Path, Buzzing Bee
Despite the increase in hostilities, Malaki felt his fur begin to flatten. Mostly because he realized that his help maybe hadn’t actually helped, which just made him want to roll his eyes and walk away from all of this. At the same time, his curiosity once again got the better of him. He wanted to lash out verbally at the big black tom who had acted like him trying to be diplomatic was akin to him making dirt in front of him, sure, but he was also far too amazed by the small tom, Glooming. He clearly had no idea of mortality or even the concept of danger and it was bizarre, fascinating, and deeply worrying. He glanced aside at Polaris, half expecting the queen to just scruff her under-sized son and walk off with him. When she didn’t, he wasn’t even sure what to do. Side with Glooming? No, that was asking for trouble. Instead now with the scents of all the cats so close and a certainty that he did know the big-tailed she-cat more than even he’d thought. Right, Wheaty and he had met her before around the farm. Umberlee. She smelled strongly of the black-and-white tom and her strongly of him, which just made Malaki frustrated. For one, this clearly meant the clan did take in outsiders. The problem seemed to be the situation. Not that Glooming had been rude, he hadn’t even been yet. The problem was, it seemed, the big tom just wasn’t attracted to them. Umberlee was so much younger than him though. Was she even safe? He didn’t know. Usually with loners, he’d be rude about it, but she had been kind, if he recalled. If she wasn’t safe with these wild cats, then he didn’t want her to be the one to be hurt if he made a big deal out of it.
Instead, again, he tried for diplomacy. Middle of the path. As if cats didn’t get squashed by monsters in the middle of thunderpaths.
“Glooming, that’s enough,” he snapped. “I could take you out with one paw, stop that. You’re tiny and you’re not helping anything. If they’d been savages, you’d be dead by now.”
He then glanced away from the frustrating young tom to Umberlee and then to the other cats with her. They didn’t seem to want a fight. Well, the young one did, but most young cats did. Glooming was a perfect example of it.
He glanced toward Umberlee now, unsure about how to go about the second part of it. “I apologize. I don’t know them that well, I just hate to see an unfair fight.” That wasn’t exactly untrue. “I didn’t mean to cause issues between us loners and, uh, your new clan, Umberlee. I’m sure since we know each other, we can just walk away from this? No need for the young cats to squabble it out? I saw you and assumed that, with all the losses from the battle I’d heard of, maybe the clan was welcoming new cats who could prove themselves. I apologize too for assuming.”
He took a large step back, closer to the border, and glanced at Polaris, hoping she’d do something helpful. Sure, Malaki had insulted her son, but he assumed she also wanted her son to leave with his ears, eyes, and nose intact. Malaki’s pelt was thick and hid his scars, but they were there. Pride in survival was one thing, but starting fights to start fights was a bad idea. Especially if you were going to be one of the cats fighting.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jun 2, 2019 17:48:20 GMT -5
(oh my God. XD "You're tiny, and you're not helping anything" should be on Glooming's tombstone Lol! I'll let others have a chance to respond before Umberlee and Glooming do c: )
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Post by collided on Jun 2, 2019 18:04:24 GMT -5
(So glad you liked that line lol.
Also here's my ideas about Frail Sneeze 2.0.
Name of the cat you would like to claim: Frail Sneeze.
Gender: Female.
3 Positive or neutral traits: Smart, Disciplined, Protective
2 Negative traits: Sickly, Over-worker
Extra Info
Moons: Same as Smoking Leaf and Sweet Cocoa so???
Clan originally belonging to: AppleClan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Appearance: Black she-cat with white, mottled spots (maybe vitiligo) and violet eyes. Slightly curly fur. Semi-longhaired.
About: Frail Sneeze got her first name, Frail, early on. She was the smallest of her litter, tiny next to Smoking Leaf’s ticked tabby and Sweet Cocoa’s calico bodies. A true runt. Despite this, she was always trying to show up her siblings and prove she could do everything they could--generally failing, but she just kept trying. Unfortunately, then she was further waylaid: she got a sickness, and then never got any better. When it became time for her to become an apprentice and get her full name, Frail Sneeze. This had made her just want to roll up and give up, but then she decided if she was going to be sickly and not be capable of being a warrior? She’d take up the offer by the healer, Dancing Leaves. Dancing Leaves had told her that a healer needed to first and foremost heal, even if they also were meant to be a leader. She hadn’t been sure if she could ever manage the latter, but then amid tragedy, she got a small silver lining. Now she could be medicine cat and only medicine cat, other leadership left up to the new leader and deputy. Despite everything she’s been through, she isn’t particularly bitter. She can get angry and frustrated with other cats, but she knows with everything, they are struggling too. They have lost cats. The unification of their clan only happened because they all struggle. In her mind, her goal is to help the clan heal from all of their wounds, physical, mental, or emotional. Perhaps, if she is lucky, her and her apprentice, Pigeon Roll, can do the hard work that will get the clan to long peace. She has her doubts, but, as always, she gets back up and tries again.
The ideas about medicine cats from Ashenstar don’t completely suit Frail Sneeze, but at least she fits into the “no mate, no kits” rule if only through the fact she’s never shown any sign she can have kits. A mate? She isn’t so sure she could avoid that forever, but perhaps not every rule from Ashenstar must be followed. After all, just because their ways are different don’t make them wrong. In the meantime, however, she imagines she will follow the rule just because she has her paws full enough with the distractible and forgetful Pigeon Roll and making sure the former AppleClan and CloudClan cats don’t tear each other apart.
Family: One of her mothers, Rotten Leaves, is alive and in the elders den. Her brother, Smoking Leaf, sister Sweet Cocoa, and sibling Pebble skip thankfully all have survived the violence between the former clans. Now she is even lucky enough to have Spider and Web as her niblings from her sister Sweet Cocoa and her CloudClan-born mate, Pepper Tongue.
If that sounds good, I'll keep the extra in my character notes.)
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Post by owlspots on Jun 3, 2019 7:07:06 GMT -5
Wheaty | with: Black Sea, Dusted Path, Umberlee, Polaris, Glooming, Malaki, Prowling Mouse, Buzzing Bee
Umberlee? Had she heard that right? The golden she-cat popped out from behind Malaki, having begun to lag behind deliberately after picking up the scents of strangers. Then again, they had crossed what they claimed to be their "border", so perhaps lagging behind had been a good idea. Oh, I wish I'd stayed behind, I wasn't even supposed to follow them! Wheaty hated confrontation, and these cats were much larger than she was - especially the black and white tom, he was huge!
To her surprise, it was indeed Umberlee her eyes fell upon, and Wheaty's eyes widened. She was exactly the same as she had been when she and Malaki had encountered her at the farm, but in a strange way she seemed different. She smelled strongly of the black and white tom, for starters, and while he carried her scent he appeared to be much older than she was. There were a couple of younger cats with the group too, who seemed to be about Glooming's age, perhaps a little older. She decided to make herself known, a little peeved by the way the younger cats were honing their hostility on Glooming. The little black tom could be a pawful from time to time, but there was no need for that! "Oh, my! There's no need for arguing, if you'd be so kind as to let us leave peacefully we won't trouble you again."
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Post by collided on Jun 3, 2019 17:29:25 GMT -5
(Hello, everyone. Also hi, Owlspots! Glad to have Wheaty join in. It will definitely make things more interesting.) |
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Post by collided on Jun 5, 2019 21:00:38 GMT -5
(Also I don't see any new posts, but not quite sure. If not, that's all good. Everyone needs a break and I did too. I went off a medicine because it was making me really sick, but the side effects of going off are also gnarly. So it's been a bit rough. Also wanted to remind everyone I'll be going on a family vacation leaving Friday for a week, but I will have Internet. Dunno if we'll be bringing a laptop though, so any RP posts might be shorter than my average. Anyway, hope everyone is well and having a good time of it.)
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Post by Swampamus on Jan 26, 2020 1:26:49 GMT -5
(Hi everyone! So, yeaa... I know it's been over a month since I last posted, but I vanished for a bit because of life, stuff. ^^' I'm so sorry about that! But I haven't given up on the clan, and I plan to resurrect it! If Swampamus and at ☾ѕησσzє☽ are still interested, please let me know, I'm really, really sorry for disappearing...) Hey C! I'm still here and reving to draw! I'll also update the pre-existing characters free of charge! |
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I actually hope one day to be an author. As is, hope you enjoy your night out. My family also loves the ballet. My sister is involved in dancing still. 
If Black Sea keeps playing into the idea that they're vicious wild cats, Malaki might have to blow his cover. Decisions, decisions.) 
