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Post by Ziotsu on May 22, 2019 17:35:33 GMT -5
After a while of almost mindless cleaning of the camp, Emberpaw's eyes landed on Sanddune and she let out a small purr. Despite the bloody battle and the fact they were all attacked, she couldn't bring herself to feel any anger or hatred for the cats she once called clanmates. She padded slowly over the the older cat and gave a mew of greeting "I thought everyone left" She said, trying to keep hints of excitement out of her voice.
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aprilflowers
Somewhere in the world itβs sOuP time
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Post by aprilflowers on May 22, 2019 17:48:40 GMT -5
Snowfrost looked at her two siblings, "I dont know what we would do without a Clan" she said worriedly, her tail twitching from side to side. everything she'd ever known and based her life upon was rooted in Clan life "will they accept us? a couple of there members were killed by other members of our clan.......:
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Post by techitisJ on May 22, 2019 18:00:29 GMT -5
Sanddune perked up at the familiar voice. "Emberpaw!" she meowed. "It's good to see you, I hope you are doing well here" she meowed, a hint of a smile on her face. "Uh, yeah. I-I couldn't bring myself to fight earlier. I couldn't fight my former clanmates. I couldn't even fight the cats I had never met before," she shook her head.
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Post by Ziotsu on May 22, 2019 18:33:13 GMT -5
Emberpaw frowned a bit, she could see where Sanddune was coming from. She had found it difficult back during Ravenstar's takeover to even think about fighting her clanmates. "Are you staying?" She asked, not bothering as much to hide her hopeful excitement this time. She doubted anyone would mind more clanmates, even if they were part of the other side of the battle. "I doubt that Fogstar would turn someone who wants to join away, after all, I bet even he wants to have the clan whole again." She really hoped this was the case, she wasn't sure what Fogstar's viewpoint was on the cats who stood by Ravenstar's side and if he really wanted the clan to the whole or to start fresh.
(the fluffiest conversation)
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Post by techitisJ on May 22, 2019 18:44:03 GMT -5
(truly the conversation of floof)
Sanddune hesitated, she hadn't really considered the idea of joining Fogclan. But the more she thought about it, the better it sounded. She could continue being a warrior and have others to fend for. "I am going to try," she gave a determined nod to Emberpaw. "If he will let me join, I would really like to stay with Fogclan," she meowed. She felt bad with sticking with Ravenstar in the past, but the life that was promised in Cedarclan just seemed so much better at the time. But then after everything, and when she tried to escape... She made the wrong decision back then, so she wasn't going to now.
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 23, 2019 3:50:01 GMT -5
{Fawnstep is carrying Badgerpaw's dead body out of camp for burial right now. I'm not trying to be rude Silver but you need to be aware of the rpers around you more and what's going on. I'm not asking you to read twenty pages but if youre going to go up to a character figure out what they're doing before you do it }
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 23, 2019 4:47:18 GMT -5
{All I can say is I'm sorry, no one hated you we gave you several options in roleplay to be fair to you. I told you you could join as a warrior before along with Silverkit so you could be involved more with battles it's just difficult when we are trying to be as realistic as we can. I wasn't trying to be rude to you earlier, I was telling you that you need to be socially aware to what was going on in the rp. Fawnstep wouldn't be up for exploring the territory if she was carrying a dead clanmate and Silverpaw wouldn't be involved in the battle if it was her first day as an apprentice. To add on to this, the constant sneaking out of camp from before, to sneak out is fine but you need to keep in mind your character will be punished from this choice and you never gave us a chance to even stop her despite the camp being guarded with one exit out. And idolizing Ravenstar, after killing your very own clanmates, isn't exactly the best thing and of course the cats around you are going to lash out and snap and get angry. Of course they're going to want to exile you or punish you for saying that if that cat just moments before killed clanmates. I'm sorry, I wish you the best in future rp endeavors and I hope it all goes well for you in the long run but if you're going to quit over me trying to tell you what was going on in rp then I'm sorry to say you cannot rejoin. }
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 23, 2019 5:01:21 GMT -5
{Silver if you want to rp with any characters rn it's best to read around, Fogstar is in critical condition. He's lost five lives. I just told you to start reading more around you, again I'm trying to be as nice as I can here for you. Fogstar isn't fully coherent. You just threatened to quit my clan and disrespected my mod and I, I don't want to risk my clan being deleted from this type of stuff..just please, read around. }
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Post by βΎΡΞ·ΟΟzΡβ½ on May 23, 2019 5:20:15 GMT -5
{She's cuddling up to Fogstar while he's still bleeding a bit, he's needing to be treated by medicine cats right now. It's kind of a serious time for the clan, like the leader just needs medicine cats right now. }
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Post by owlspots on May 23, 2019 10:04:10 GMT -5
"Can I come on the patrol with you?" Pondwhisker asked quietly, sidling up to Hawkwing and Berryfur. He hoped he wasn't intruding, he was just keen to get out of camp; the battle was over, and their Clanmates were dead. He could hardly stand to be in the camp right now and was in dire need of some time to clear his head. Even if the patrol was later, it was much better than nothing, he figured.
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Post by Meep on May 23, 2019 10:25:38 GMT -5
Owltuft peered over his shoulder, looking for glimpse of the brown tabby. With not a single hair in sight, he mewed,βFogstar I understand you are worried but do realize you need to lay down.βHis tone serious as he stared nervously around the clearing. Right now the clan needed a strong figure to lead them. Dealing with the attack of Ravenstar patrol, and injured cats. It wasn't the best time, especially with the sudden revelation of the part Fogstar played in Maplestar's death. He was in no shape to be doing anything or be in front of the clan.βAshpelt!β He called for the deputy as he helped Fogstar to his paws.
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Post by Meep on May 23, 2019 10:43:11 GMT -5
Rainkit was clambering through Flintfur long coat.His long coat could not be compared to Cloudsplash.Though he stared in awe imagining the day he'll be big and strong like his father.Looking up shyly he mumbled,βEven if Bumblekit say you have yucky breathe I think your cool.β
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Post by owlspots on May 23, 2019 11:22:31 GMT -5
Brambleflower had been sniffing around the edge of the camp for what felt like moons. She'd picked up Tigerstripe's scent near the cave entrance, where he'd fought with Reedclaw, but now the dark tabby was nowhere to be seen and there was no trail for her to follow. It was as though the scent just stopped at a point where it was strong enough for Tigerstripe to have been stood right there, yet all that she could see was a pile of rocks that hadn't been there before.
Then it hit her. With a yowl of anguish, the tawny queen threw herself upon the rocks, paws scrabbling as her claws scraped over stone. The first few from the top of the pile came off easily, as they weren't very large or heavy, but the bigger ones towards the bottom were just too much for her to move on her own, especially in her weakened state.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on May 23, 2019 12:56:20 GMT -5
Goosefoot had been watching the events unfold after the battle, not sure what to say or do. This obviously wasnβt the time to make any jokes. He licked at a wound on his flank, then heard a frightened - or angry - yowl from outside the camp entrance, and his fur fluffed up. βDuckfoot, did you hear that?β he asked, one of his ears pricking.
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Post by owlspots on May 23, 2019 13:18:05 GMT -5
Duckfoot's ears perked at the sound of yowling, his gaze swiveling towards the source of the noise. "Is that Brambleflower?" he mewed, half to himself. The tawny queen was digging at a pile of rocks just beyond the camp entrance; there was blood coating her haunches but from here Duckfoot couldn't tell if it was her own or not. He pushed himself to his paws and made his way over to her, eyes narrowed in concern as he neared. What could she possibly be trying to dig up? "Do you need any-" he cut himself off abruptly as he picked up Tigerstripe's scent. From underneath the rockfall. His eyes widened, and he lurched forward to help the queen. "Goosefoot, Tigerstripe's buried under here!" he cried out.
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on May 23, 2019 13:24:40 GMT -5
Goosefoot followed Duckfoot to the rock fall, and his fur bristled when he caught Tigerstripeβs scent. He scrambled down the rockfall and started to help move the lighter rocks off. He tried to push a bigger one with his paws, but after finding how heavy it was, he pressed his flank against it and pushed all his body weight on it. βCome... help,β he grunted to both cats.
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Post by owlspots on May 23, 2019 15:07:43 GMT -5
Duckfoot scrambled to his brother's side, bracing his shoulder against the rock. Brambleflower joined him quickly, but in the state the tawny queen was in Duckfoot doubted she'd be able do much, especially considering she'd already been digging for StarClan knows how long. "Heave!" he grunted, pushing all of his weight against the rock. With their combined strength, the boulder moved just enough for them to dislodge it from the pile, so Brambleflower slipped underneath it and pushed up with her spine and the rock rolled down the slope. Now Duckfoot could see a dark tabby pelt underneath the debris, matted with dust and absolutely caked in blood. But Tigerstripe's flank was rising and falling, and Duckfoot blanched at the sight. "He's alive?"
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Post by Ziotsu on May 23, 2019 15:28:21 GMT -5
(truly the conversation of floof) Sanddune hesitated, she hadn't really considered the idea of joining Fogclan. But the more she thought about it, the better it sounded. She could continue being a warrior and have others to fend for. "I am going to try," she gave a determined nod to Emberpaw. "If he will let me join, I would really like to stay with Fogclan," she meowed. She felt bad with sticking with Ravenstar in the past, but the life that was promised in Cedarclan just seemed so much better at the time. But then after everything, and when she tried to escape... She made the wrong decision back then, so she wasn't going to now. Emberpaw turned her head towards the rest of the camp, searching for any sign of Fogstar or Ashpelt. She assumed that Fogstar would be still out for the count, and she doubted she could really make this decision for the clan. She was just an apprentice after-all. Seeing no sign of either she let out a small sigh "We'll have to talk to them later, I'm sure you aren't the only cat who wants to join us!" She tried to keep herself as upbeat and optimistic as possible, despite any pessimistic thoughts she might be having. Emberpaw was about to suggest they go searching around for Fogstar or Ashpelt when she heard a loud yowl just outside the camp. Curious she started to pad over, certain that another cat's body was found by a grieving loved one. She had been keeping a silent body count since the end of the battle "Let's go check it out" She muttered, hesitating just a bit before continuing with a bit more speed. She didn't want to see another body.
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