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Post by calliope on Jan 31, 2020 10:38:57 GMT -5
Mosslight's heart filled with overwhelming joy as her fellow warrior agreed to come along with them. YES! Her blue eyes twinkled as she looked toward her elder. "Whenever you are ready!" she called after Leopardspots, knowing what she was going to look for Cloudbelly. "Grandpa, are you excited?" the gray tabby exclaimed. "I can't wait to show you the deer. And to get you, sir, out of this camp." The young warrior touched her nose to his cheek. "This is gonna be great! All we have to do is wait on Leopardspots, and we are golden!" Mosslight plopped next to Lichenstone with a smile wider than that of any river close by. "I told you I'd get you out of camp."
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Post by mizzoctavia on Jan 31, 2020 11:43:56 GMT -5
(I will wait for Stealth to reply before continuing.  ) |
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 1, 2020 16:38:23 GMT -5
Hello all, hope the weekend treats ye well:) just thought I could tell you, I just received a definite schedule for my new job and it's quite full on, so my dips in activity will likely always be from Thurs-Sat/Sun:)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 1, 2020 16:52:41 GMT -5
No worries stealth! I did reply a couple of pages back btw in case you didn’t spot it
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 1, 2020 19:09:31 GMT -5
We’d love to have you SC! Not particularly, you’d be welcome to have anything.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 1, 2020 20:04:55 GMT -5
All appears great to me! I’ll add in the morning but welcome and feel free to rp till then!
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Post by calliope on Feb 1, 2020 20:16:21 GMT -5
(Jesus my computer is acting up. BIG BRAIN FART. I just remembered Stag wasn't in this group but I could bring him over anyway! He's a sweet boy. And I love playing him. Starchaser ) |
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 2, 2020 14:30:08 GMT -5
Halfdawn / Fallowslate ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע / Fawnfall ☾ѕησσzє☽
Following Fawnfall on the short stroll to the nursery from her den, the medicine she-cat ran over in her mind everything she wished to check up on with the kits. If her infrequent visits were irresponsible, she didn't feel guilt over it. It had been a long time since Halfdawn was anxious as to her duties, worrying whether she was doing enough. Since she had ascended to her full role right at the onset of Emberstar's rebellion, she had come to the realisation that so long as no one in the clan was dying at her paws, she was already doing her duty. Coddling her clanmates was unnecessary, especially in her opinion the kits, as their mothers could do more for them than Halfdawn ever could. With Fallowslate beside them, the black and ginger medic scented milk and a multitude of tiny scents, mostly yet unfamiliar to her nose. She believed she remembered most of their names, but settled on waiting for Fallowslate to call to them so as to avoid a mistake.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 2, 2020 15:25:28 GMT -5
Today I discovered I make a cracking brownie.
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 2, 2020 15:34:15 GMT -5
Lichenstone / Mosslight calliope / Leopardspots mizzoctavia
At the approach of the dappled warrior, the skinny tom's pale green eyes crinkled in a warm, gap toothed smile. "Hello, dear Leopardspots," he greeted. As his grandkit began to settle up a plan with her, he barely had the time for his usual courtesy of denying any special attention. Lichenstone licked over his whiskers, ridding his tongue of the lingering familiar herbal taste. Perhaps it was only his mind, but he already felt strength circulate in his body, a gentle excitement for their adventure building in his heart. As the spotted she-cat momentarily departed them, he dipped his head in gratitude to her. "You are so kind to join us. For Mosslight even more than myself, she needs company that isn't just some haggard old soul. Thank you."
He purred in a rattled, raspy tone, his appreciation for his clanmates strong. Never once had Lichenstone doubted the warmth his clan had the potential of holding, and now more than ever in his life, he felt it come to reality. As Mosslight turned her excitement to him, he smiled. "I'm delighted," he affirmed, "I'm sure you'll take good care over me, even in the face of fearsome deer." Mosslight always took such great care of him, and she was one of the few blessings of his that had yet to join StarClan.
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 2, 2020 15:35:16 GMT -5
[ I have Twistedbranch most likely open who had been talking with jayfeather's Riverstream, but I'm not sure if she'll be back anytime soon?
Necs the photo's not there, gotta see your masterpiece ]
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 2, 2020 15:55:48 GMT -5
Hickorysight / Emberstar 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ
A small, knowing laugh left the grey warrior's lips. "I know the feeling," he seconded. One thing they shared in common as they grew older was their pleasure in exhausting themselves satisfyingly through hard work. Hickorysight would never overwork himself to the point of unhappiness, but he like his mate found great peace in seeing to things himself, and actively contributing his energy to the good of the clan. The scars from the past didn't affect him as much as many of the others, he was perhaps the least mentally affected of all the survivors from an outside perspective, but most of this coping ability he attributed to a steady exertion of nearly all thought capacity.
"Let's just start venturing into the Copse. So long as the prey hasn't all fled at once since dawn, we should have no trouble coming across easily plentiful numbers." He rose purposefully to his paws and stretched out his briefly rested limbs. His bright gaze looked warmly upon Emberstar, a look that had never ceased to be filled with absolute affection and enjoyment of her presence. He thanked StarClan for every day that they were able to spend together in this clan, whether or not they could be beside one another. Hickorysight was all too cognizant of just how different things could have easily turned out to be. The fact that not one, but both of them survived such a bloody and risky event in their young lives was ever incredible.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 2, 2020 16:36:47 GMT -5
damn XD I’ll try and fix when home. And reply of course
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 2, 2020 16:40:22 GMT -5
[ I'll be back on in like two hours Star so you can start if you'd like to, she's just by the fresh kill pile. If not I'm happy to post when when I'm back on!:)]
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 3, 2020 1:06:01 GMT -5
[Spent all my time on coding sorry all XD ]
Twistedbranch / Rosepaw Starchaser
Her claws flexed in and out of the packed ground beneath her paws. The massive brown tabby she-cat had just finished the pathetic mouse she herself had caught at dawn and, fittingly, had been stuck with eating. It was time to move her body again, lest her active mind lash out at an unsuspecting lounging clanmate. For this reason, when she spotted Rosepaw brazenly approach her, and drenched nonetheless, her fur bristled, fearful of getting anywhere near the soaked apprentice's watery state. Thankfully, the young she-cat was not directing herself to Twistedbranch. She was simply depositing the fish she dragged from the camp's entrance.
Curious, the warrior flicked her eyes behind Rosepaw, and confirmed her observation that no one followed her back in from their territory. A fat fish, caught by an apprentice out on a solo escapade. Twistedbranch suppressed an eye-roll. Jealousy was one word for her feelings, here she had been worried about being accused of lacking productivity, leaving camp for hours on her own and returning almost always with little, having spent her time brooding and wandering. All along, an apprentice was leaving camp with no accompaniment and no shame upon return, and catching far better to show for it. With bitterness in her mind, she sauntered up to Rosepaw. "I'm guessing you weren't instructed to leave alone by a warrior." Her ears flicked as was her habit when speaking with others. "Don't worry," she added with sly indifference, "I'm not one for telling secrets." It was scarcely more than a dozen moons since Twistedbranch herself was an apprentice, and she was the last cat to enforce rules on apprentices.
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Post by mizzoctavia on Feb 3, 2020 7:41:40 GMT -5
Leopardspots || Camp || Mosslight ( calliope ) || Lichenstone ( Stealthfire )After speaking with Cloudbelly, Leopardspots left the Warriors den and padded back into the clearing. Once she spotted Mosslight and Lichenstone awaiting her, she quickly raced towards them in excitement. "I am all set to go!" She meowed. While she waited for the other cats to reply, she began to think. I wonder if this is a good idea after all. But she quickly stopped doubting her decision. No, this is going to be a great journey. Leopardspots then dipped her head and took her share of herbs and gulped them down. Despite the nasty taste of them, she already felt them working. She was ready.
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Post by mizzoctavia on Feb 3, 2020 8:24:42 GMT -5
(Also, Starchaser, if it is okay with you Ashclaw and Wolfshadow could be littermates since they both look really similar!) |
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Post by mizzoctavia on Feb 3, 2020 9:35:08 GMT -5
(Alright!  ) |
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 3, 2020 10:55:18 GMT -5
Was intending to reply this afternoon but currently in A&E so might take a bit
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 3, 2020 14:09:47 GMT -5
Take all the time in the world Necs, is everything alright??
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 3, 2020 17:32:33 GMT -5
Twistedbranch / Rosepaw Starchaser
The apprentice's nonchalant initial reaction to her affront took the warrior aback, but she couldn't help but enjoy an honest personality. "Yes, we did need prey. But then of course that's what hunting patrols are for," she commented. Rosepaw's determination to fix problems by herself was something Twistedbranch liked. It was far better than other apprentices, who tottered around after the warriors with endless expectation of recognition and praise. "It's a mousebrained idea, in my opinion, but if you want to avoid extra tick removing punishments, I would advise you don't leave camp on your own. At least until you're a warrior." The brown tabby winked, speaking to Rosepaw in a casual tone, not speaking down to her as a mentor. "Then you just have to keep bringing back good prey and you can go on all the long walks you want."
Having already stood to her paws, Twistedbranch was desirous of activity. And, having taken a small interest in Rosepaw, she was concerned that the damp apprentice would be questioned if she lingered any longer in plain sight. "If you're not too exhausted from your wild hunt, I could take you back out from here. A good run would dry off that pelt of yours, if you can keep up of course." Unlike some few clanmates, the she-cat cared little for Rosepaw's nontraditional history. If anything, it made the young cat more self-sufficient than cats like Twistedbranch, who resented the fact that she had been protected in the clan's peacetime since birth. "And since you already seem good at hunting, we can do something useful instead." Battle training was obviously her point. It was the warrior's highest skill, though she had only ever fought off foxes and one badger, the latter being the cause of her renaming ceremony.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 3, 2020 17:49:21 GMT -5
Back and alive, still in a lot of pain but at least have a reason for it now XD going to have dinner (had a twirl all day and am contemplating eating my own foot) and then reply, thanks for your patience!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 3, 2020 19:37:20 GMT -5
 The tom could well have suggested a venture to the moon and Emberstar would have been willing to give it a shot, though in fairness with her mate at her flank she was without doubt they would at least make a fair amount of distance. Hickorysight instilled her with a sensation of fearlessness - one of many things that she loved about him.
Nodding briskly, "Sounds good to me," her words betrayed an eagerness to get moving that was poorly stifled. The confines of camp beginning to feel claustraphobic, she longed for the openness of camp and it was all she could do to stop herself taking off at a sprint. "Lets get going before anyone notices, StarClan forbid I be anywhere but camp these days." The gentle chuckle that accompanied the comment depicted little malice behind what she said, but there was a knowing truth behind those frustrated words. But the calico wouldn't have changed her life for anything.
Stretching out, the bones of her frame cracked as she moved, the thickness of her fur did little to disguise the scars which laced her every inch. Emberstar and Hickorysight had been through hell, a single glance at either of them would tell you that much without the need for the spoken word, and the fact they had come out on the other side of it was a testament to their love.
Her unhurried strides soon freed them from the small camp, she flared her nostrils. Taking in the familiar scents of home, mixed with the tantalising notes of mouse and squirrel that left her belly rumbling. But something else caught her attention which sparked a sadness, and made her rethink - if briefly, the thought that had sprung to mind earlier. That she wouldn't have changed anything about her life.
Tawnypaw, Monarchpaw and Alderpaw. Three kits that as far as the clan were aware meant nothing more to her than any other cat, but the truth was anything but.
What she would have changed, she wasn't sure, but the grief she harboured for those kits would be lifelong she had little doubt. And it would be a burden she carried alone. |
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Post by calliope on Feb 5, 2020 0:59:55 GMT -5
(Ill be on in the morning to reply! Necs Ill be adding Stagwatcher as well and he's going to be the Half Brother of Rosepaw. ) |
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Post by calliope on Feb 5, 2020 11:43:40 GMT -5
 Stagwatcher Tall and particularly handsome, this medium athletic build tom is sure to catch a few she-cats’ eyes. His fur is short yet silky mostly comprised of a warm brown color that sports black-brown broken stripes. His front two paws have white at the tips of his toes. His mouth also has a hint of white around it as well. Large yet almond shaped, his eyes are a vibrant light green that seemingly match the leaves of New-Leaf. He has triangular ears with a soft angled face and long whiskers. Stagwatcher is a rather approachable tom that knows how to assert himself in any situation. He is a wise yet humble feline who enjoys the occasional company of the clan. When other clanmates seek his advice, he is brutally honest and doesn’t beat around the bush. Stagwatcher has exceptional sight and hearing, which helps him hunt more efficiently. He loves kits and often spends time with the little ones, telling them wild stories that are mostly big tales with small remnants of truth. calliope Warrior Relationships: Half brother to Rosepaw AN endless war |
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Post by calliope on Feb 5, 2020 11:53:12 GMT -5
Mosslight's Geriatric Adventure "Patrol" The young she-cat purred in delight, picking up the herbs in her mouth. "Allfit. Let's skoo," Mosslight said, muffled. She waited for her grandfather to stand up and adjust before giggling to herself. She dropped the herbs only for a moment to say, "C'mon Gramps! Gotta hurry before my uncles get back and scold me!" With another fit of laughter, she picked the herbs and set a decent pace for all three cats to walk in. She mostly stayed by Lichenstone's side, just in case he may need her assistance or perhaps lean on her for additional support. "Shanks for coming wiff, Leopardspats," the she-cat mewed. (I JUST LOVE MY BABY SO MUCH ;-;!) |
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 5, 2020 13:39:03 GMT -5
Hickorysight / Emberstar : Apple Copse Hickorysight bounded alongside his mate, his lean silvery grey limbs stretched gleamingly in the sunlight that filtered upon the two as they left camp. The further their capable feet carried them, the more prey trails he began to scent. He ignored them, confident that they would only multiply the deeper they ventured into the copse, and not quite ready to split off from Emberstar.
"I have a feeling the clan is going to feel very full soon. A whole new den of apprentices, and new warriors soon as well," he said between pants, turning his attention again back to the younger generation. "I wonder if anymore kits will be joining us." Though there were already plenty to fill the nursery, Hickorysight couldn't help but wonder if any more queens would be joining, mainly because the clan was in a time of such prosperity. They were so lucky to be able to support so many in their clan, and to Hickorysight, their conditions would only continue to improve as Emberstar's leadership fostered a strong foundation.
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Post by Stealthfire on Feb 5, 2020 14:22:46 GMT -5
Twistedbranch / Rosepaw : Fresh-kill pile Twistedbranch had a habit of speaking first and thinking through later. She reconsidered her offer, but concluded that it was wise after all, as the apprentice would look better training with a warrior than leaving alone, and Twistedbranch would appear more productive than wandering out on her own as well. If anything, taking an interest in Rosepaw could make her appear more interested in her clanmates than her reputation suggested. "We can agree on that. Sitting still only breeds contentedness. And warriors were never meant to be content for too long." It made little sense to the older she-cat that cats living on their own against the elements should live lives of too much comfort and protection. They needed to push further, to gain more, to make sure they had the strongest of them in the best positions of power.
"No time to lose in that case then. And stay a tail length away until you're dried off," she added, not wanting to let Rosepaw think Twistedbranch was too comfortable with her yet. Fighting was such a gift of hers, but it would be the very first time that she had tried to teach it. So long as Rosepaw learned well, and didn't get hurt too badly, Twistedbranch supposed there wouldn't be too much difficulty. She turned powerfully and began to bound out of camp toward a favourite wide pad of ground that she had always found especially forgiving to battle trainers. Her stunted tail still new, she signaled with a wide sweep to follow in her wake, but quickly remembered there was nothing but a kinked half-length behind her.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Feb 5, 2020 18:42:41 GMT -5
I’m just extra with way too much time on my hands, don’t feel bad XD your coding is gorgeous though Stealth
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