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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 4:15:43 GMT -5
(I'm gonna go to bed now, it's getting late. I'll be back tomorrow. Good night!)
"Of course, a tom enough to match your lineage." Stoatfang replied. "In this clan, I believe that I am the only suitable candidate. And I do have strong feelings for you, Silverstar." He mewed. The tom wasted no time cutting to the chase. He was strong, and confident. There was no reason why Silverstar wouldn't take him as her mate, in this Clan of powerless cats.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 14:49:46 GMT -5
(Anyone here?)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 19:25:40 GMT -5
(*rolls around*)
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Post by Lórien on Aug 27, 2016 19:27:22 GMT -5
(Oops, I'll respond in a second.)
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Post by Lórien on Aug 27, 2016 19:37:09 GMT -5
(Sorry for the poof!) Mistypaw let out a soft sigh of relief when she saw that her mentor had understood. She got to her paws and padded over to meet him. "Where shall we go?" She asked upon reaching him. She didn't bother to ask why. That was a question both of them already knew the answer to. Oakwind's eyes hardened when he met her gaze. "Why must we say? We both know where our paws want to take us, dont we?" He shyly asked, throwing a glance over his shoulder. His gaze caught the light shining in Sliverstar's eyes while she conversed with her deputy. He could tell they were deep in conversation, but he couldn't make out the words that they whispered to each other. |
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 19:44:44 GMT -5
(Hey Clover! c: )
Mistypaw nodded simply, and without another word, padded into the forest. The moment the young she-cat stepped out of camp, she let out a small sigh of relief, and her demeanor relaxed slightly. She definitely felt safer outside and away from Silverstar. She turned to make sure Oakwind was with her. She didn't want to stray too far from him in these times.
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Post by Lórien on Aug 27, 2016 20:00:06 GMT -5
Oakwind shared her sigh of relief, letting his gaze travel to the young she-cat. He let out a small purr, batting her tail with his paw. "Isn't nice to be out of the camp, all alone?" Oakwind meowed cheerfully, freely padding around his apprentice.
(I have an idea brewing up. Hm, how old did I put Oakwind at? I'll go check.)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 20:02:04 GMT -5
(You had him at 31  ) "It is." Mistypaw agreed with a small smile. "The air feels...thinner, somehow." The blue-gray she-cat leapt lightly onto a log, keeping balance by sinking her claws into the rotting bark. She clung to it delicately for a second before hopping off, simply enjoying the feel of the forest before turning back to look at Oakwind. |
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Post by Lórien on Aug 27, 2016 20:12:28 GMT -5
( I wonder... I wonder... If I lowered his age by a ton, could we hint at a ship? When she is a warrior we could you now, start do really make their relationship real.)
Oakwind purred again, enjoying watching his apprentice in the forest. There, they both didn't feel the pressure of being in the clan. Here, they could do whatever they want with out Sliverstar's eyes boring into their pelts. He ducked his head slightly when their eyes meet, but he carelessly let words flood from his mouth. "So, what do you want to do, Mistypaw?" He asked, raising his head back towards the she-cat.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 20:17:42 GMT -5
(Sure ^^ I don't think age matters too much in the warriors world tbh Dustpelt was a warrior when Ferncloud was a young kit, same with Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight)
Mistypaw let out a small teasing purr. "Isn't that for the mentor to decide?" She asked innocently. "As long as it keeps us out of camp for a while, I'm fine with anything." She added, battling idly at a nearby beetle. She gave the beetle a few more swats, and when the insect flew away, the apprentice drew her attention from it to look back at her mentor.
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Post by Lórien on Aug 27, 2016 20:26:11 GMT -5
( Yay! True, True. I'll make his age 21 moons though. Oh and hey, Clover.  ) Oakwind ducked his head, now focusing on his paws. His pelt burned with embarrassment, not just from his mistake as a mentor. When he was around her, he got confused. His mind clouded up, and he didn't know how to act, and he tried to push it away, but sometimes it got the better of him. "I-I... yes... But I was wondering what you wanted to do." He replied, doing his best to keep his voice clear and making sure that nothing trickled in and gave his feelings away. |
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 20:36:15 GMT -5
(Sounds good! ^^)
"In that case, why don't we go downstream and look for voles?" Mistypaw suggested. "It's a bit of a walk from the camp, and it's always nice to be near the river."
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Post by Lórien on Aug 27, 2016 20:45:31 GMT -5
( I have to go for the night now.  I can put one more reply though. Maybe I'll sneak on my Ipad though, hm. ) Oakwind sighed with relief, glad she seemed to understand that he was at a loss for words. "That sounds like a plan!" He meowed, whipping his head back up. His previous doubt faded, and his high spirits returned. |
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Aug 27, 2016 20:47:56 GMT -5
(Alright!)
"Alright. Try not to be a slowpoke." Mistypaw teased, flicking his nose with her tail before quickly scampering down towards the forest before he could retaliate. The apprentice had quickly discovered that she could tease her mentor without repercussions. Why, she did not know, but she took full advantage of it.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Sept 2, 2016 2:31:07 GMT -5
(Hey guys~ Had to go on a little hiatus for exam week, but I'm back now!)
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Sept 4, 2016 3:36:52 GMT -5
(Anyone here or is this dead?)
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Post by ｒｏｓｅ on Sept 9, 2016 0:16:52 GMT -5
WE WILL NOT ALLOW THIS TO DIE. Sorry, I'm in a weird mood))
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Sept 9, 2016 1:07:32 GMT -5
(lol Hi rose! |
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Post by ｒｏｓｅ on Sept 9, 2016 3:48:27 GMT -5
(Hewwo :3 I'm going on vacation so I won't be on during the next week or so.)
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I can put one more reply though. Maybe I'll sneak on my Ipad though, hm. )
