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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jan 9, 2020 19:16:22 GMT -5
(That kind of relationship sounds so cute! ;w; I hope Baykit will find someone like that for him! Who you know, isn’t his mom lol! I’d be down to start Dizzy and Rowan if you are Twi! She’s probably grooming her fur in the camp clearing, I didn’t write up a starter for her, but just assume that’s what she’s doin’ xD I’m a tad busy at the moment so I’ll respond to Moonshadow soon. c: )
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2020 19:21:13 GMT -5
(That kind of relationship sounds so cute! ;w; I hope Baykit will find someone like that for him! Who you know, isn’t his mom lol! I’d be down to start Dizzy and Rowan if you are Twi! She’s probably grooming her fur in the camp clearing, I didn’t write up a starter for her, but just assume that’s what she’s doin’ xD I’m a tad busy at the moment so I’ll respond to Moonshadow soon. c: ) That works!  |
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 9, 2020 21:02:59 GMT -5
Halfdawn / Fallowslate ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
Still breathing heavily, Halfdawn slept so heavily it was as if she were in death. It was only the cheery rays of light that filtered through the roots of her apple tree den which pierced through her slumber. Her best sleep was a dreamless one, and as her mismatched eyes fluttered open, she felt soft relaxation knowing this night had been completely devoid of them. Lately she had been sleeping through the night like this, and waking in spirits so fine it reminded her of her apprentice days. The more negative side of her psyche decided perhaps this was because the less time she spent in the waking world, the more at peace she could be. Either way, her deep sleep, combined with the sharp sunlight forbidding her to see the dark, brought out her lightest half.
Halfdawn was busy grooming her fur with luxurious slowness when she heard the soft, pleasant call of Fallowslate. "Oh!" she chirped, and felt a beautiful, genuine smile spread along her face. A crow? Fallowslate certainly knew her favourite things. The medicine cat hoped the queen hadn't waited until one of Halfdawn's preferred prey came along especially for her, but knowing Fallowslate's expert hunting skills that came with ease, perhaps she had with little trouble. Stepping to the entrance, she saw the richly furred queen, on whose pelt Halfdawn's beloved sunlight played stunningly.
She initiated a greeting by softly touching her nose to Fallowslate's cheek in the slightest nuzzle. "One of these days I'm going to get up early and bring you a fresh morning kill." It meant little, as Halfdawn was not amongst the few medicine cats in their clan's past who were adept at hunting. Her apprentice days were filled with almost nothing but herbs and StarClan, and Halfdawn was far too averted to action to begin learning any new skills now. "Come inside!" she invited merrily, with all the energy of the morning rays. The orange black she-cat picked up the crow gratefully in her maw and carried it a tail's length further into the den, curling against its enclosed walls. She bit into it without hesitation, nudging the feathery mass toward Fallowslate for her companion to have a bite as well.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 9, 2020 21:41:21 GMT -5
Get you a girlfriend as adorable as Half is my conclusion of today
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Jan 10, 2020 2:44:23 GMT -5
 MONARCHPAW
Once warm-colored orbs that were replaced with a sudden chill now seemed to become even more cold. If staring could kill, Mumblewolf would definitely be dead by now, seeming by the amber eyes never leaving the tomcat's cranium, her brows furred together, pressing inwards as if they were heavily attracted to one another to form an angry expression, and her lips curled down. Her pretty eyes bore into his skin, practically as if the sun was heavily beating down on you during a summer day, before she turned her head quickly, holding it high. It angered Monarchpaw to have to withstand her superior tailing closely behind her like a bird of prey. He stalked her every move, and for most it would begin to make them paranoid or anxious, but for Monarchpaw, it was simply becoming something she wanted to turn around and bat him in the face. However, she knew better than to do so to him, after all, he was following Emberstar's ridiculous orders. Deep withing her mind, a query appeared, which did often. Why did Monarchpaw have a body guard and not her sister Tawnypaw? The said feline was the one who was constantly daring herself to explore and be reckless while Monarchpaw sat around under the tree roots all day. She huffed at the thought. It was unfair as to why she needed Mumblewolf to follow her around as if he was lost. It could've been anybody else, but Emberstar decides it has to be the deputy himself.
"If you must know," Beginning, she turned her head slightly to allow herself to observe the purebred carefully in her peripherals, as she proceeded forward towards her destination, she swayed her hips in a sassy manner, tail swaying gracefully past her fluffy physique. She hated giving into him, knowing his silence always made him win. She hated that he was mute, because it only made things more annoying since he didn't have a real reaction. "We are going to the Meandering Creek since I'm thirsty," She paused once more, licking her maw as she thought of the dryness beginning to swam her cavern. "And then we are going to Cattail Meadow. I need to restock on a few herbs."
During her words, a light growling emitted from her stomach. She directed her cranium to look over at the prey-pile, and after a short amount of time, she decided against having her breakfast and looked forward to keep walking. "Yes, I'm skipping on breakfast. I don't need it." The medicine apprentice spoke softly, but no doubt her sternness easily replaced her tone. "I forgot to eat last night. Nothing too bad."
Mumblewolf - ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע | Camp Entrance
// Sorry everyone! Things poppped up, while ym page constantly reloaded, and I couldn't post my replies :c
You're getting one tomorrow for sure Cactus! Sorry about that ^^ |
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Post by calliope on Jan 10, 2020 12:11:23 GMT -5
Reserved WIP Password An endless war Mosslight (f) Mosslight is a pale blue gray she-cat with very faint broken tabby marks across her pelt. The tabby markings on her face, however, are darker in color. When you see her, it's easy to tell which side of her family she got her looks from as she is basically a female Lichenstone. A lithe body and toned legs make her a very quick cat. Rounded ears and soft angular features make up her face. She has pale blue eyes that almost look silvery in certain kinds of light, which are reminiscent of her grandmother, Rainlark. Mosslight is a humble individual, often spending time with her grandfather, Lichenstone. Though she might not always believe every story he has ever told, she respects him and hunts for him often. Mosslight is a gentle and delicate she-cat that often lets her caring nature get the best of her. She is very loyal and dutiful to her clan, putting others before herself. Where she lacks the muscle, she makes up for in quick wit and speed. She is an excellent runner who could easily outrun most of her fellow warriors, however, it is short-lived due to lack of stamina. calliope Warrior Relationships.- Granddaughter of Lichenstone; Cinderfall (Mom)- grey tabby with pale green eyes. Died due to greencough Anything else. - Open to any other relationships  Tigersoul (m) Tigersoul is a handsome dark ginger tabby tom with a soft and kind smile. He has a white underbelly and undertail with his back toes being white as well. One of his eyes is a beautiful golden brown with dark reddish specks with the other one being an icy blue with green surrounding his iris. He was a scar on his left shoulder blade from a battle with a fox along with his ear having a couple notches in it. Tigersoul is a pretty genuine tom with a heart of gold. He is a very accepting individual and tends to lend a helping paw to anyone in need. He is a cat that was wise beyond his years even as a kit, often giving advice to his clanmates. Despite all these positivities, he can be rather disorganized and a bit of a people pleaser. He wants to make everyone happy. As he gets older, this is becoming less and less of an issue. calliope Warrior Open to relationships  Ashkit (f) If you meet Ashkit, you will know she is the spitting image of her mother. Smoky black fur color this she-cat save for the lighter silvery gray mane. Her fur is pretty long around her lithe body except for her face, making her sharp features apparent. She may look just like momma, but her eyes are all her daddy. Silvery green eyes glow from her dark face, mimicking a water-reflected moon. Ashkit is a generally sweet molly, though she can be a bit cold. She tries to be patient with her brother, Baykit, but has a tendency to lose her temper when she feels annoyed. However, she will always stick up for him regardless because she loves him. Other than a few bad traits, this she-cat has a very outgoing and determined personality. Ashkit is always wanting to be the very best at everything whether that's training or cleaning out the dens. calliope Kit Daughter of Darkblossom and sibling to Baykit Open to romantic relationships later  |
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jan 10, 2020 12:54:48 GMT -5
(Awww yeah Baykit’s got a sister. >:3)
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 10, 2020 12:57:26 GMT -5
Yay Lichen has another kit! But she's dead. But he has a grandkit!!!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 10, 2020 13:03:33 GMT -5
Had my last exam of the semester today and not to brag but it went frigging awesome!
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Aromantic
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
gojo. that is all.
Pronouns: she/her, they/them
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Post by 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 on Jan 10, 2020 15:14:21 GMT -5
 M i s t b e r r y | Cometpaw { 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ }
Mistberry was not blind to Cometpaw's emotions, but she hoped he would take better care of his fur and look somewhat presentable. Though as she listened to Cometpaw speak highly of her, her heart swelled. Even though Mistberry snorted at Cometpaw's commentary moments after, but she purred at him soon after.
"Late bloomer or not, I will be very excited to see you become a warrior," she meowed, her eyes becoming all dreamy. "My brave little Cometpaw finally becoming a warrior. Your father would've been proud."
// i straight up died, sorry guys
also any luck on comets father :0
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 10, 2020 15:16:59 GMT -5
Starclan help this clan, the two most protective mothers on the earth!
And sorry to hear it HS! Hope you feel better
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 10, 2020 15:18:33 GMT -5
Excellent stuff Nec, congrats! Happy break ~
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Asexual
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Jan 10, 2020 17:19:34 GMT -5
Fallowslate
❝ ━Throw kindness around like confetti. ♛
Steeling surprise by the unexpected warmth of her greeting, the queen did not draw away, rather sank willingly into the warmth of her touch. She leaned close with a returning greeting: a gentle nuzzle of her own, welcomed by the nostalgic scents of leftover herbs lingering deep in Halfdawn’s coat.
“Aww sugar! You’re just too precious. You know I’d eat anything you caught me.”
The suggestion had truly been endearing, filling the queen with pride she’d even consider the prospect. True, Halfdawn perhaps wouldn’t make the best of hunters immediately, but the caliby knew potential when she saw it. As she followed after the she-cat, authorized by invitation, she continued cheerfully,
“Whenever you have the time, I could give you a lesson in hunting and the best places to go! It’s beautiful this time of year. I’m sure you’d love it! And you can tell me about all the herbs we pass on the way there!”
Mostly a pacifist, Fallowslate enjoyed selecting abilities that didn’t pit her with another cat. Though completely capable of giving a nasty scratch—for the sake of the kits she protected—she didn’t actively seek out fights. Thus, her interest lay on hunting and, occasionally, healing, but past the few herbs her friend had taught her, she knew little on the topic.
“It’ll just be the two of us,” she tried to tease, but it rolled off more fond than playful prodding. Going silent when the split-patterned she-cat slid over her catch, she gave a soft beam of thanks.
Just as she adored hunting for the nursery, Fallowslate adored hunting for the Clan’s healer. The way Halfdawn’s eyes brightened to the delight of a freshly caught meal lifted the molly’s heart, aflutter with beats of gleeful joy and pleasant thrill. Or the times the two would split a meal, especially beneath the romantic atmosphere of evening. And, eyeing the offered blackbird, the queen couldn’t help a small, wistful grin. Breakfast was no different.
Adjacent to the tortoiseshell, she settled her stout frame into a comfortable sprawl, fur pooling over her sides like molten water. The smooth, cushioned surface of the den made for a wonderful resting place, enjoying the cool feel it had on her muscles. Extending her neck, she took the time to pluck free iridescent plumage from the bird’s chest, the targeted area of fancy.
Her fangs sank deep into the soft of now exposed flesh, ripping from it a generous morsel and downing it with a thoughtful chew. The texture came fascinating, tender with a juicy center, and the taste equally so, relishing the rich, savory tang it set on her tongue.
For one whose palate craved mammal over avian, the morsel was a welcome new change in opinion, filling her stomach with the warm tingles of food. Nosing the bird back to her friend, a gentle smile graced her face, warm like morning sunshine.
“How is everything shug? We haven’t talked in a while, so I decided to come by for a visit. Monarchpaw tells me she is learning a lot, and I’m thrilled to hear that. It wasn’t that long ago she was still a tiny kit. Oh, how I miss the days! They grow up so fast—Tawnypaw, too. She’s becoming a fine warrior. I’m proud of them.” She thought affectionately about her two daughters. Even if they weren’t hers biologically, it never mattered. Fallowslate didn’t treat them any differently than she would her own, nor felt any differently. They were hers, no matter if connected by blood or not.
“I do have a question, however. Monarchpaw… Is she still frustrated by Emberstar’s decision?”
The molly had definitely noticed some agitation with her daughter whenever the topic of healing arose. It had of course tempered from the initial outburst upon being first assigned, but it was still present, lurking beneath the surface of a yellow gaze. She wondered if Halfdawn had noticed it too.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 10, 2020 17:32:07 GMT -5
RIP Myst, you will be myst
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 10, 2020 17:39:40 GMT -5
I am a comedic genius and won’t hesr a word against it, so much so that I deleted the joke for fear it wasn’t obvious enough
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2020 18:29:49 GMT -5
(( RP anyone? ))
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Asexual
ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע
"This wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature."
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Post by ᔕɿɱƿՆעᗰעς੮ע on Jan 10, 2020 18:40:08 GMT -5
{ Necs, if it's any condolence, I thought it was very obvious > ) At the same time though, my friends are always trying to make puns too, so maybe I'm too familiar with it LOL }
jayfeather - { Hey Ice! I don't have any characters open right now, sorry ;a;! I'm sure someone is open, I think I saw a starter back a few pages for a character, but I'm not sure :0 }
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2020 18:46:19 GMT -5
{ Necs, if it's any condolence, I thought it was very obvious >) At the same time though, my friends are always trying to make puns too, so maybe I'm too familiar with it LOL }
jayfeather - { Hey Ice! I don't have any characters open right now, sorry ;a;! I'm sure someone is open, I think I saw a starter back a few pages for a character, but I'm not sure :0 } It's fine! |
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Jan 10, 2020 18:54:42 GMT -5
(Congrats on acing your exam Necs! c:
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 ahh man I haven't thought about it too much! :0 It's easy to say that he died in the war, since that's when like, most people died  But as for name I'm not sure yet, who would Mistberry have fallen for? c:
I'll be responding shortly too ^-^)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 10, 2020 18:57:11 GMT -5
DUDE WARN PEOPLE BEFORE YOU RENAME YOURSELF THAT I THOUGHT CAC HAD LOST THE ABSOLUTE PLOT XD
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Aromantic
𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗
gojo. that is all.
Pronouns: she/her, they/them
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Post by 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚗 on Jan 10, 2020 19:27:13 GMT -5
// :0 i sorry fren. i ain't leave anytime soon-
someone who was loving and a joy to have around. Maybe something like Sunpelt or Brightwhisker (something to reflect comets father pelt color and all) @cacusbloom[/font]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2020 20:19:40 GMT -5
Ugh. I need a break from school already.  |
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Jan 11, 2020 11:15:51 GMT -5
Good afternoon guys
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 11, 2020 14:11:35 GMT -5
Heya:) Slow day yesterday, will have lots of time to rp this weekend though happily
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2020 14:12:30 GMT -5
(( Hi!!! I’m all sweaty from my basketball game. ))
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Post by 【 ᵗʷᶦˡᶦᵍʰᵗ 】 on Jan 11, 2020 16:36:21 GMT -5
 ROWANWILLOW
Awakening early in the chilly morn was Rowanwillow's typical routine. The athlete would find himself running around the territory, looking for something to do that was somewhat dangerous. He tongue escaped his maw as he spotted the prey-pile when he arrived back inside the camp. Rowanwillow found himself going at a rather hasty speed, seeing that he had been out all morning, the russet tom grew exhausted and it was beginning to take a toll on his body. He thought to himself that he would eat and then sleep, however, when he spotted she pretty she-cat grooming her pelt, the athelete decided that slumber could wait.
"Good morning Dizzydance!" He mewed out. He was extremely fond of her, and perhaps even believed he had developed something for the she-cat, but he never went further with that information.
Dizzydance - 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ | Camp
// Sorry Cact! I had to go to my friend's house yesterday for our Spanish project and I have to leave again in a bit!! |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2020 19:32:06 GMT -5
(RP?)
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Post by Stealthfire on Jan 11, 2020 19:35:02 GMT -5
Hey Ice, I'm working on my replies but I have Twistedbranch and Lichenstone open if you wanted to do a starter for either of them? They're just in camp both
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) At the same time though, my friends are always trying to make puns too, so maybe I'm too familiar with it LOL }
But as for name I'm not sure yet, who would Mistberry have fallen for? c:
