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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 12, 2019 12:18:16 GMT -5
{That's fine! I'll edit the front page with the outsiders and the medicine cat apprentice, I'll respond to you in a second Smokey when I get this updated (: }
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 12, 2019 13:18:47 GMT -5
Snaketooth peeked his head up to look at the results, they had made some progress but not as much as he hoped. He reared back with the stick, preparing to make another charge at it. "We are getting closer, come on Ashpelt!" He seemed to be rejuvenated as he charged at the wall again, a loud crack sound as the part of the stick in his mouth broke into splinters but the wall also came tumbling down into jagged points. He spit out of the pieces and raced forward, knocking off the thin pieces of wall. "These ones seem thin, we can just smooth it out.."
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Post by Protractor on Apr 12, 2019 17:02:48 GMT -5
(Yo,I gotta loner named Rabbit in Groveclan
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 11:18:15 GMT -5
He followed him inside and padded around, practically bouncing though with each step. "This is great! We can find something to smooth out the edges for us too or keep trying to knock them down. Either way, Ashpelt, can I put my nest in here now?" He glanced outside the den to where Robinsong was laying, wondering if he should tell her about the recent developments. He shook his head, no, he will tell her after he's placed his own nest down. I'm getting that back wall spot.
{I'll edit the front page for us now! Also for Owlspots}
{Fogstar} He was beginning to make his way back to camp when he heard another noise, his fur bristled as thought of what it might. "Who's there? My warriors and I are ready to fight!" He called out, not fully sure they could take on whatever might be lurking. There's only three of us, let's hope whatever it is isn't too big or too many.
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Post by smokey on Apr 13, 2019 11:37:29 GMT -5
"Yes, let's start moving nests," Ashpelt mewed, then squeezed back out into camp. He began to trot over to the bundled nests of the warriors and apprentices, nudging Robinsong as he passed her. He carefully rolled up his nest and picked it up. The gray tom returned to the new warriors den and set his nest next to the entrance. If anything happens while the others are asleep, I want to be between them and the danger. Ashpelt unfurled the bracken and moss, gently patting the edges down.
Robinsong started as Ashpelt nudged her. She noticed the tom carrying his nest to the newly expanded hole and hopped up, sprinting over to her nest. She rolled it up and followed Ashpelt into the small cave. "Whoa," she mumbled through her nest, staring wide-eyed at the surrounding area. Her eyes found the back wall and she placed her nest near it, figuring Snaketooth would place his nest near there.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 11:44:01 GMT -5
He grabbed his nest and trotted back to the den, noticing Robinsong awake. "Hey there!" He purred, walking over to her nest and sitting his own next to it. "This is really nice, I can't wait to actually sleep in here tonight. It'll feel like home!" He gave Ashpelt a look at the mention of home, wondering if the tom would scold him like Fogstar did. "You'll get a real warriors sleep tonight." He touched his tail to her shoulder as he adjusted his nest, trying to make sure it was in the most comfortable position for him. "Given, back at home though we slept in bramble dens like the apprentice's." He commented, flopping into his nest. "Ashpelt, come get me if you put me on any evening patrols please!"
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 12:14:41 GMT -5
Snaketooth watched him for a moment before turning to Robinsong. "Usually, we share a den with our fellow warriors is what I meant by that. You're a clan cat through and through, eventually though it'll feel more real when we get more settled here." He tucked his paws underneath his chest and gave Robinsong a good look over. She looked like a clan cat to him, as though she had been in the clans her whole life. She was beginning to smell like his clan too, at least to him.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 13:28:12 GMT -5
"If it helps at all, even in the hard times we are in now, I don't think Fogstar would let in cats he thinks would be bad clan cats. He must have seen some potential in you when you met him, you know?" He laid his head down, yawning. "I just hope we can rebuild quick enough for us to be strong during Leaf-bare.." He paused for a few heartbeats before flashing his light green eyes up at her. "You won't leave us, right? Even when times get harder?" He seemed, for once in his life, very apprehensive. He wasn't sure how he'd feel losing the cream and white colored she-cat. "We've already lost a lot, I mean. I don't know how the clan could handle losing another strong warrior.." He quickly corrected himself, trying to not make it seem too personal.
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Post by smokey on Apr 13, 2019 13:42:14 GMT -5
Robinsong seemed taken aback by his question. However, the more she thought about it, the more she understood. She stared at Snaketooth for quite some time, as if considering her relationship with the clan, and the silver tom in particular. As she studied him, she felt something stir in her chest. Finally, Robinsong smiled softly and shook her head. "I wouldn't dream of it. I'm right where I belong. And if staying here means starving, freezing, or getting hurt, then so be it."
(okay yeah this kid definitely has a crush on Snaketooth lmao Β―\_(γ)_/Β― )
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 14:07:57 GMT -5
{Lol, I'll edit the front page }
He purred at her answer and seemed to relax more into his nest. "Good, because this place would be pretty boring without you." He lifted his head to lick his shoulder a bit, trying to smooth out his fur more. He gave her a side glance, then quickly averted his eyes. "What was life before you joined us like? I know you said you wandered a lot, but surely there was some kind of adventures, right? I grew up not knowing much beyond my borders until we moved to here."
{Sorry I'm a bit off today ^^; }
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Post by smokey on Apr 13, 2019 15:04:20 GMT -5
(lol don't worry about it, it's all good. i'm sick, so i'm pretty out of it too)
Robinsong tilted her head thoughtfully. "Well, I mostly just went wherever my parents guided me, until they decided to stay with some twolegs." She began to groom as she spoke, somehow finding herself calmer when talking about her old life. "I saw a lot of things on my own. I found a really big salt lake that the local cats called the 'ocean'. And I saw these really big creatures called cows at a farm. The barn cat there said they were harmless, but they were huge!" Her eyes widened at the memory of the big brown creatures idly grazing in a wide, open field. As she thought more about it, she squinted and lowered her gaze. "How far have I gone?" she wondered aloud, thinking of the vast pine forest she was born in.
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Post by vocebulery on Apr 13, 2019 16:54:54 GMT -5
Fallowlight| 32 Moons| Warrior| She-Cat|Heterosexual| Fallowlight is a long-legged, tall she-cat with long, silky fur. Her wide, light green eyes perfectly contrast the rest of her almost-narrow face. She boasts a small, pinkish gray nose, and the ends of her two canine teeth can always be seen slightly protruding from her mouth. Her coat is a dusty brown color with faintly darker ticked tabby marks littering her body. The only prominent striped markings are on her forepaws, and the insides of her legs and her underbelly are all a paler dust color than the rest of her body. Fallowlight is steadfast and loyal, with an airy spirit that leaves most cats thinking she is indifferent. This supposed indifference is merely her calculating a situation before entering. Once one has gotten past this indifferent facade, Fallowlight's inner fiery and challenging spirit comes out. Careful not to cross this she-cat; she holds no grudges but addresses ill-will and mistakes head-on, and can leave others stinging from the power of her words. Fallowlight is a skilled battle planner and hunter, and would do anything for her leader who she followed from her old clan in order to create Fogclan.
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Post by owlspots on Apr 13, 2019 17:07:02 GMT -5
The bush to his immediate right rustled, and Tigerstripe spun around with his hackles raised, the fur along his spine bristling at the sudden noise. "Show yourself," he spat, lashing his tail. When the branches parted, however, the dark tabby had a feeling he'd bitten off a bit more than he could chew. Scratch that - a lot more. The cat that emerged from the undergrowth was larger than any cat he'd ever seen in his life - even Fogstar, or some of the warriors from their old Clan. Tigerstripe himself was of a rather impressive size for a cat, priding himself on being as tall as he was, but even he was dwarfed in comparison to this stranger whose bulk was beyond anything he might've thought possible for a cat. The cat's pelt was mostly white and was crisscrossed with jagged and rather ugly scars; a few tan-coloured splotches dotted its spine and tail, and its singular eye was a vivid yellow. The scar that had obviously been the reason behind the cat's missing eye was even more hideous than the ones that littered the rest of its pelt, and Tigerstripe could only hazard a guess as to what this cat had fought to fall victim to such a gruesome injury - he had a feeling, however, that whatever it was that had taken the cat's eye had come off much worse. Tigerstripe audibly gulped, staring up at the unfamiliar cat, but he did not move from his position.
From behind the enormous tom came a much smaller, leaner cat with dusty grey tabby fur and a shock of white at her throat, her dark green eyes narrowed and her teeth bared. Tigerstripe didn't see the third cat - a brown tabby tom with a tufted tail who seemed to be way more leg than body - until he was right out in the open alongside his companions. He would've expected the massive white cat to be the one to address their patrol, considering he had emerged first and seemed to be a leader-type figure to the other two, but it was the she-cat who spoke, her voice raspy but by no means old. "So are we," she grunted, her dark eyes fixated on Fogstar, "but I don't want to do that today. There aren't very many of you, and Hound here doesn't take kindly to hostile strangers." She indicated the white tom with a jab of her tail, not breaking eye contact with the FogClan leader. "We've never seen you before." Her tone was almost accusatory, Tigerstripe noticed, although he did not know why.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 17:35:46 GMT -5
{I'll add you soon dear! If you want you can start roleplaying!
And I'll reply in a little while Owl ; - ; I have to go grocery shopping now but I'll respond when I get back}
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Post by vocebulery on Apr 13, 2019 19:03:14 GMT -5
((Alright! I'm a bit rusty lol)))
Fallowlight jogged into camp, her jaws clamped around the body of a plump new-leaf rabbit. She found herself once more in awe of the green, ivy laden walls of the camp, a sense of peace instilling in her as its earthy smells almost replaced the tempting taste of the rabbit in her mouth. Today had been a good day for hunting down near the forest, but her paw pads were sore from the long trek up the mountain. However, her spirits were high from her successful hunt, and the silken she-cat practically raced to the fresh-kill pile to deposit her prey. As she backed away from the pile, she admired the size of it due to the good weather that had stricken them recently, a smile forming on her muzzle. I wonder if anyone is around to share something with, she wondered, whiskers twitching inquisitively as she scanned the clearing for a susceptible clanmate.
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Post by Protractor on Apr 13, 2019 19:04:20 GMT -5
(Hey Voceburley
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Post by vocebulery on Apr 13, 2019 19:39:05 GMT -5
(Hi brokennose!)
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Post by Protractor on Apr 13, 2019 19:42:42 GMT -5
(How are you?
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 13, 2019 21:06:01 GMT -5
{Snaketooth}
He seemed mesmerized with the way she spoke of her travels, he was hanging on every word. "It sounds like you traveled far and wide! I can't imagine how different it is, to go from being able to travel as far as you want to settling down with us. I mean, the longest I've traveled is just from our old clan to here. Even then, it wasn't too bad, just beyond the mountains." He quickly stopped himself, knowing that Fogstar didn't want many cats to know how close the danger was lurking to them now. He ran through ideas in his head to change the subject, quickly. "What was this ocean like?" He mentally clawed himself, what an idiotic question! {Fogstar} He straightened himself up, trying to seem taller than he was. He instinctively scooted Waterfur a bit behind him, he knew she could handle her own but he was still fearful of what the cats might be planning. He looked over to Tigerstripe and took a step in front of the tom too, wanting to protect the few clan mates he still had. "I am Fogstar, leader of Fogclan." He began, glancing between the cats now and trying to think of ways to smooth over their furs before a real battle began. "Who are you? Are you loners, rouges, or just kittypets?" The gray tom kept his voice even, not meaning to come across as rude. "We were just coming here from our territory." {Again off day ^^; also voce, make sure to read the rules there might be something in there }
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Post by Protractor on Apr 13, 2019 21:13:47 GMT -5
Waterfur hissed defiance but said nothing,not wanting to challenge her leader like this in front of these trouble makers.Maybe if Brokennose were here he'd have a move from the old clan hardly anyone remembered and he'd save the day.Wishful thinking.She thought.She needed to learn to stop relying on her big brother,even though she technically knew more than him.
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Post by owlspots on Apr 14, 2019 5:18:03 GMT -5
The grey tabby she-cat snorted. "'FogClan', huh? Well, Fogstar, leader of FogClan," she drawled, her dark eyes never leaving Fogstar as he stepped forward, "we've been here for moons, since Rabbit here was a wee one." She indicated the short-tailed brown tom with a movement of her head. "And we don't plan on leaving for no Clan." Her voice was hard, and it was clear that she meant it. At Fogstar's question, however, she seemed to pause for a moment and think, her left ear twitching almost absent-mindedly. "Y'know, Fogstar of FogClan, I'm not quite sure what you'd call us. Don't go round attacking folks willy-nilly like I'd assume you think rogues do, but we're no peaceful wanderers by any means," she mewed. The massive tom - Hound - next to her grunted and narrowed his eye, the singular yellow orb flitting between Tigerstripe and Waterfur who now stood slightly behind Fogstar. "We'll be more than happy to leave you be if you put your claws away and keep on walking back to wherever the rest of your Clan is, but this is our territory." She stood firm, drawing herself up to her full height - which, although not terribly tall, was still rather intimidating due to her confidence - and narrowing her dark eyes.
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Post by Meep on Apr 14, 2019 8:02:14 GMT -5
Owltuft jerked awake feeling pain in his neck. He groaned, remembering he had fallen asleep organizing herbs. Heaving himself to his paws the tom stretched before slipping out the medicine den. Glancing around, he noticed the camp busy with life ffrom cats working on dens to prey being stocked. Smacking his lips at the thought of having juicy mouse Owltuft made his way to fresh-kill pile. He stopped giving a fair nod in acknowledgement to Fallowlight. Nosing his way through pile he stopped to glance at the warrior,βDo you mind sharing a rabbit with me?βHe had changed his mind quickly thinking a larger meal would suffice his hunger.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 14, 2019 11:06:58 GMT -5
{I have awoken to the sound of my dogs barking}
{Snaketooth} He sighed, wondering if he would ever see something like that in his lifetime. "That's sounds amazing, I wish I could see it. After that, does our place look kind of..I don't know..ugly?" He looked outside the den to his clanmates where a few more of them had begun to gather to eat. He wasn't sure how the dark caves felt like compared to an amazing 'ocean', they were just average. He adjusted himself in his nest and leaned on the back wall. " {Welp now Snaketooth has a slight desire for adventure} {Fogstar} He gave Waterfur a warning signal with his tail when she hissed, trying to tell her not to do that. He glanced over to Tigerstripe, trying to think if it would be shameful of him to just turn back around. He remained planted to his spot though, sizing up the cats. If he was going to leave this piece of land, he was going to leave with a bit of his dignity and not his tail tucked in between his legs. "Very well, we will head back to our own territory but not without telling you three to also stay off our land." He realized how stupid the words sounded coming out of his mouth a minute too late. "If there's scent markers there don't cross, if you do, I promise it won't just be us here." The gray tom jerked his head to signal that his warriors should retreat. He followed in the rear of them to make sure that the she-cat couldn't surprise attack all of the cats if she so decided.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on Apr 14, 2019 11:55:30 GMT -5
"I guess you have a point there. I don't know what I'd do without my clan, they are like my family." He admitted, wrapping his tail around himself. "Still, it all seems kind of boring I was born into a life where we stay in one spot, well we should have stayed in one spot, and never see anything beyond our own borders. I'd have loved to see the ocean or even the farm!" He thought about what a farm might be like, he recalled the huge cats she mentioned but he couldn't imagine a cat bigger than some of his clanmates. Then he remembered the cows she also brought up, how big were they? The biggest non-cat creature he has seen was a dog, surely they weren't any bigger than that right? All the thoughts ran through his head as he thought of different things beyond his own border now, with each thought he felt a new surge of energy go through him. "I'm glad you don't find us boring then." He finally spoke, not wanting to annoy her with all his of silly questions like a kit on the first day out the nursery.
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