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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 11, 2019 9:53:18 GMT -5
(Morning! I’m off to work, but I’ll respond when I get back! Good news too! Hearty joined! They claimed Bracken Solinter and Cool Cucumber ;w; )
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 11, 2019 12:45:33 GMT -5
(Oh no! ;D; Oh God I hope you get it all figured out. Dealing with that crap is soooo stressful. >.< My health insurance will be up in about a year, that’ll be fuuuuunnnnn xD
Oh! By the way I was also thinking of upping the amount of cats you can claim. Since we have 29 characters in total, I thought 5 was a good number since that allowed for a larger pool of members, but I want to keep this clan alive, even with the low amount of members - so if we up the total to liiiike... 7, or 8 or something than that allows for more characters to interact. c: I dunno though, what do you think? :0
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 12, 2019 16:17:45 GMT -5
(Sorry for my disappearance! I'm normally always a little poofy Thursday's-Saturday's because that's when I work. ;D; Responding to everything now! And adding things to the front page!)
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 12, 2019 23:23:33 GMT -5
(aaaaaa hewwo guys!)
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 12, 2019 23:41:13 GMT -5
(I'm finishing up some profiles and then I can start rping with you guys!)
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 12, 2019 23:55:36 GMT -5
--- UniClan Camp - Healer's Den entrance - Fall - Daytime --- "Get the moss out, find more poppy seeds, tend to Rotted Leaves' cough. Get the moss out, find more poppy..." Cool Cucumber, the skittish she-cat was hobbling out of the Medicine Den with a flimsy helm of moss in her teeth, the large patch of decayed bedding dragging between her legs. A wide eye stare on the moss as it broke apart, her jittering paws scooting whatever fell off with the pile. "Why is it always me? Why do I always have to take out the bedding when it's falling apart? Why am I talking to myself? I need a vacation... Or do Healers get vacations? Oh jeez, this thing is falling apart..." It was with her chattering, the moss continued breaking.
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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 Apr 13, 2019 0:06:21 GMT -5
{Pigeon Roll}
She flicked hear ear at the sound of another cat, wondering who it could possibly be. She jumped up on the log she called her den and noticed the pale she-cat mumbling to herself. She cocked her head to the side for a moment, watching. As soon as she had her fill, she skittered down, walked over, and promptly fell onto the pile of moss. "I don't think bedding goes here, Cool Cucumber. It's a neat idea though." She rolled back onto her paws and hopped up. "Do you need help? I can carry that if you'd lik-" She stopped her talking, noticing a leaf fall onto the den just beyond them slowly and gracefully. She was about to go and get it when she remembered what she was doing. "Oh yeah, I can help you!" She purred, planting herself down in front of the other cat. Focus, Focus, Help Cool Cucumber, Help. She repeated to herself, trying to remain on task for once.
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 13, 2019 0:37:28 GMT -5
--- UniClan Camp - Healer's Den entrance - Fall - Daytime - with Pigeon Roll --- As Pigeon Roll helped herself to the crumbling dry moss, Cool Cucumber had stared dead on to the torn moss that now laid on the ground before her and the tiny strings in her jaw. "You-yyyyyyyyy!" She was one deep breath in. And then two. And three. Four. How many deep breaths must a cat need? "I'm fine fine- Pigeon Roll, I was trying to take that out of camp and oh no. No, oh no it's too crumbled it'll just-" She brushed the moss off her coat, seemingly failing to take off the forever green tint her creamy coat gleamed. "We can brush this to the sides. Or do we get a new patch of moss? We can't carry this off individually oh no no no!" the apprentice whisked her tail to the ground, brushing the tiny patches of moss to a neat pile. "This can be taken out, but we need new moss. And if I use new moss to carry off the old moss then Frail Sneeze might get mad because I wasted the new moss for the old to be carted. But if I keep doing this then it'll take me all day to carry out the old moss! Pigeon Roll, what do think I should do?"
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 12:06:45 GMT -5
(Hey! Sorry, I totally lied about updating stuff yesterday I guess! XD I got overwhelmed with IRL stuff, and had to go to bed early for work! But, I can stay up late tonight and have the next couple days off so I’ll finally get stuff done!)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 12:11:05 GMT -5
(Oh wow. XD I’m so stupid! I just realized that on the front page the Apprentinces are listed as Healers! That’s completely my bad. X.X They’re supposed to just be apprentinces, but I forgot to change it when I was coding!
Cool Cucumber can TOTALLY be another healer apprentince though Hearty! I messed that up, if you want I can add Cool Cucumber in the same bracket as Pigeon Roll, and fix the main page. X.X I’m sorry guys!)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 12:30:10 GMT -5
(Nope! XD Just turns out I was stupid lol! Thank you for thinking better of me though XD)
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 13, 2019 12:37:09 GMT -5
(AAAAAA yo that would be cool! But I think we could pass it off as Cool Cucumber doing apprentice jobs as they usually do collect moss, feed the elders, etc.)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 12:38:46 GMT -5
(No prob Hearty! Just lemme know if you wanna have Cucumber be a normal apprentince or healers apprentince because both would work great!)
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 13, 2019 12:54:23 GMT -5
--- UniClan Camp - Healer's Den entrance - Fall - Daytime - with Pigeon Roll --- "Pigeon no!" She tried not to sound like she was a dying mouse. But the sharp 'eep' that escaped her mouth as Pigeon Roll broke down the crumbling moss. It would be reduced to nothing but little strands at this point! "Maybe I should put it on the moss you brought! Thank you Pigeon Roll, I should get it all piled up and carry it out and you can go and enjoy that leaf over there?" Please oh please, Cool Cucumber was one step away from losing any Cool she had.
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Post by Swampamus on Apr 13, 2019 13:01:45 GMT -5
(fixed Cool's RP profile to say Apprentice instead of Healer now.)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 16:44:03 GMT -5
(GOOD NEWS. THE FRONT PAGE IS FINALLY UPDATED. ;w; someone please give me an award.)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 17:13:12 GMT -5
Umberlee chuckled, picking up her robin and trotting back to her mate, falling in step beside him and taking the invitation of his open tail to quickly curl hers around his. Umberlee's tail was like an overpowering snake, choosing to coil around her prey and hold it close. The same could almost be said with her affection for the older tom, though in a much less violent nature. The smaller salmon molly took a moment to treasure this morning, it would be a memory that later on in life, she would surely reflect upon with joy. "Worth it though!" She chirped, the bird in her jaws muffling her voice a bit. "I can't wait 'till we do this again." She purred, nuzzling her cheek against his shoulder as they walked. Just then, a brief, small thought popped in her head. Although out of the blue, the thought shook her. Would they be telling this day to their kits one day? The question made Umberlee go quiet, and introspective for a moment. She never pictured herself as a mother... But, wasn't that what every mated pair did eventually...? Would he be wanting kits? Did he expect it of her? After all, before Black Sea and her got together, he had two litters with his former mate... The molly got uncharacteristically quiet for a moment.
Munching Caterpillar had woken up late this morning, by the time he rose his head and bounded out of the warriors den, he found the sun was already high, the morning patrols would be sent out soon! Thankfully, he wasn't needed for them, but still, part of him felt so bad for being the last warrior out that morning... The pudgy grey tom glanced to the fresh kill pile, relieved to see it was well stocked. But, with the bringing of leaf-bare right around the corner, the pile would grow smaller, and smaller. And even worse, it would be filled with mostly fish... Munching Caterpillar trotted towards the mound of prey and sorted through them, using his snout to flip over the food, trying to find a morsel with a lot of meat on it's bones. It wasn't for him however, (although looking at his figure, one would imagine) it was for his mate. The tom finally settled on a large squirrel, carefully picking it up in his jaws and trotting to the nursery. Munching Caterpillar was a big cat, so squeezing through the hollowed out entrance was sometimes a challenge. He pushed his haunches in, but had to put in more effort to try to get his back side through. With a somewhat audible 'pop!' Munching Caterpillar made it through, seeing that one of his children, the rambunctious little Wing, had already decided to scamper off. He chuckled softly, giving a soft lick to Dizzy, who was still curled up beside their mother. "Morning, Milky Moo." The tom's deep voice hummed in the log. He gently licked her forehead and dropped the squirrel a little ways away from her paws.
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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 Apr 13, 2019 17:28:01 GMT -5
{I did this for you, is it good? ; w ; }
{Livid Storm}
The black and green tom made his way out of the den, stretching for a moment at the entrance, then proceeded to head straight for the Fresh-kill pile. He was walking at a leisure pace, not a care in the world, as though nothing was wrong despite the fact someone close to him had very well died recently. He sniffed at the fresh kill pile before snorting to himself, he wasn't really in the mood for food now, so why was he bothering to check? He scanned the clearing for a sunny spot to lay in, deciding if he was needed someone could very well just get him. He found one, not too far off, besides the warrior's den. He brought himself over to it and sat down, stretching out a paw to his face. He began to slowly clean his fur, still not seeming to be very rushed in his actions, as though he didn't have a care in the world.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 13, 2019 20:13:22 GMT -5
( ;D; I will treasure it! It is my award, lemme take my speech;
I’d like to take this time to thank those who helped me get this far... My cat. My cockatiels. That one guy who paid for my gas that one time I was empty and didn’t have any money. And uh. Just all the birds in the world, really.
I have a really long, depressing response to Livid Storm in the world. >:3 Gonna make y’all cry.)
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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 Apr 13, 2019 21:22:29 GMT -5
{Black Sea}
The black tom examined his mate carefully, noting her sudden silence. "What's on your mind, Umberlee? Is there something bothering you?" He couldn't imagine what would be troubling his young mate, surely it wasn't something he said? He nudged her with his shoulder gently, trying to get her to talk to him. "You know, I really care for you, right? I can't wait for the day we have kits and we can watch them play.." The tom was just trying to calm her nerves without realizing he might be digging himself into a deeper hole. He was about to say more when he decided against it. He just wrapped his tail across her back and moved it back and forth trying to soothe her. {Warm Milk} She snickered to herself as she watched him enter the den, before straightening up and purring. When she saw he brought her a squirrel, she pressed her head into his gray fluffy chest. "Good morning, My handsome caterpillar!" She knew her own nickname for him was a bit unoriginal, but she couldn't think of any other one when they had picked out nicknames for each others. She blinked up at him with loving eyes, ignoring the squirrel as she took in his welcoming scent. "Wing ran off earlier with Spider, I hope the two of them stay out trouble.." She shook her head as she laughed. Her light cream and brown colored fur looked recently cleaned, as though she had been preparing for him to come into the den at any time now.
"Is this for us to share?" She inquired, now taking in the sight of squirrel in front of her.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 14, 2019 12:32:57 GMT -5
Skull Rattle hardly slept... Though, the tom hardly ever did. Bouts of insomnia was something he was always prone to, so when he realized sleep was but a distant, unobtainable goal that night he had decided to get up and walk off his frustration. He had walked through the territory that night, a small part of him still holding onto the hope that maybe one day he'd find Lily Petal out here. That her disappearance was something as simple as she got lost, and was just waiting for her big brother to come and save her... But that was not the case. The one-eyed tom began to bound back to camp when he saw the sun begin to rise, but he stopped at the edge of the snake river, staring into the waters that guzzled and bubbled over the pebbles within. A deep seeded memory blossomed, taking Skull Rattle back to a time when things were better...
"Come on in Skully! The waters great!" Lily Petal's voice was jovial, and the symbols that dripped from her lips were rich with excitement and laughter. Her long fur was drenched, her eyes covered by her own thick locks of fur that now laid down, instead of normally sticking up and wildly all over the place. She splashed in the cool waters, parting the fur from her eyes so she could see Skull Rattle sitting at the bank of the water, grimacing uncomfortably. "Uhhh! I don't know... It's really cold! And you can be swept out you know? We should just go back to mom and dad!" The young apprentice gulped, looking around him in a panic, knowing if they got caught not only this close to enemy territory but also swimming in the river only meant for experienced warriors that they would get in huge trouble. But his sister was always the more adventurous spirit, she looked danger in the face and spit in it. Lily Petal laughed in response, wading over to her sulking brother on the shore line. "Come on, don't be such a downer!" She bounced a bit in the water, her strong back legs kicking to keep herself up. But, her back paw suddenly hit against a large, unseen fish, and the startled molly stopped beating her front paws to look down in alarm. The unforgiving current of the river suddenly took advantage of her prone form and rushed her downriver. Lily Petal yelped as her body was thrown into a pocket of a hard current, now even when she was trying to fight against it, it proved too strong. The rapids began to usher her out to the lake. "LILY!!!" Her big brother screamed, sprinting along the shore line to stay with her as she flowed away. "Bro bro!" This was one of the only times in Skull Rattle's life that he had heard panic, and fear in his sisters voice. She looked to him with big eyes, and in that moment, without allowing himself a moment to think out any sort of plan, Skull Rattle leapt into the river, landing square beside her. His body sunk, the river taking him under, pouring stinging water in his eyes and down his nose. He opened his mouth to scream, and water filled his lungs. He saw the kicking legs of his sister, and desperately swam towards her. He kicked up with all his of might, and his head resurfaced. He gulped for air, paddling towards Lily Petal and grabbing onto her scruff. His fangs sunk in deep into her fur, getting as much as he could to give him enough leverage. He beat his legs towards the shore line, and used every screaming muscle in his body to lurch her close enough for her to scramble her front paws onto dry land. Lily Petal dug her claws into the ground and hauled herself up. Right behind her, Skull Rattle had kicked himself close enough to the shore line to get a paw hold onto a large rock that he used to scrape his claws against, pulling his drenched form out of the water. The tom flopped onto dry land like a dying fish, coughing and hacking up the water in his lungs. His sister came racing towards him, dropping her body in front of him and burying her head in his neck. For a moment the two said nothing, only panting, their hearts still racing from the exhilarating escape from death. Skull Rattle turned his face closer to his sister, brushing his cheek against hers, relief soaring through him. He almost lost her... She was almost just torn from him forever... He swept his tail towards her and curled it tight, not letting go. The soft pink molly let out a small, weak laugh. She lifted her head to look at him, and already the bright spark of her confidence was coming back. "I could have done that myself, you know." She teased, Skull Rattle just shook his head and softly laughed in return, batting her nose with a paw. "Shut up..."
The black tom stood in the spot of their embrace, staring down at his paws, slowly sinking his claws into the earth. He shut his eyes tight, and tried to picture what her smile looked like again... But it was fading. He tried to remember the small flecks of green in her eyes, but it was fleeting... His heart ached like it was being torn apart. How could he rip her away from him? How could he have been so monstrous? And why didn't anyone believe him... Livid Storm... He was going to atone for this. He was going to answer to this crime. It was a promise he had to carry out for Lily Petal. Skull Rattle opened his eye again, his resolve hardened, and carried himself across the bridge and into the UniClan camp.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Apr 14, 2019 12:33:46 GMT -5
(Oh my lord that took forever. xD Sorry I can't respond to the other ones right now but there's Skull Rattle!)
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