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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 12, 2020 20:36:16 GMT -5
Bump?
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 12, 2020 21:55:04 GMT -5
[ hey, i'm interested in joining! i can have some characters up in a little bit, but i was just wondering if i could claim one of the "lost" positions as well as potentially one of dustberry's kits? (: ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 12, 2020 22:00:15 GMT -5
Stealth has said there’s welcome to be more kits but do check with her once your form is done but I be,Ive that should be fine, and you’d be welcome to a lost as well
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 13, 2020 0:42:20 GMT -5
[ sounds good, thanks! i'll post my characters tomorrow since it's late. ]
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Non-binary
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no im not okay, I suck at a game I play 8 hours a day
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Post by ☾ѕησσzє☽ on Apr 13, 2020 0:59:25 GMT -5
»𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕝𝕠𝕨 ♦𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ 's Fawnskip ♦𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙-𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕖
↦↦✿↤↤
She watched the other queen rush to her kit with interest for a few moments before turning to Fawnskip. Dustberry did have her paws full with just him and even then she still had the rest of her kits to worry about. She examined Fawnskip's face for a few moments, wondering if the other queen's troubles put her off any. Some kits are goody two paws, clingy, they're personalities vary in each litter. Her ears perked up at her small comment, knowing it wasn't for her but it still brought a genuine mrrow. It was true, Hawkkit was more of a trouble maker with each passing day. She loved the sight of the tom out and about though, it proved the kits were getting more adventurous and growing up.
The two had arrived at the fresh-kill pile by now, Littleglow stepping aside for the queen to pick her choice. She wasn't paying attention as she did so, glancing around to check her surroundings. It was nice to be out of her den and watching the clan go about their daily lives, it brought a sense of peace to her heart. I'm lucky that my only problem right now is a queen not having kits just yet. She quickly moved her head back, realizing she had been ignoring Fawnskip this whole time.
"Do you have any name ideas for your kits yet? Or are you waiting to see them to decide?" She was trying to make small talk but it was certainly proven hard for her. This conversation wasn't even veering off what might be annoying the she-cat, it was directly on subject.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 9:48:26 GMT -5
Sorry guys I'll reply in an hour or so I've got a lesson
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 12:13:47 GMT -5
Sorry guys I had technical difficulties and my one hour lesson extended into nearly two and a half DX
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 12:21:23 GMT -5
"Remind me to tear my mate's ears off if he ever suggests we do this again," the queen said quietly, watching as the worrisome mother spoke with the leader and her kitten. Trying to keep in her exasperated sigh as she considered the odd trio. Right now she'd sooner let her mate attempt carrying kittens himself than she would go through all of this again. Fawnskip considered the pile's offerings briefly, before nosing through it a second and pulling free a small sparrow. It was small but one of the fresher pieces available early in the morning, and given her appetite wasn't thriving at the minute she assumed it would do well enough to satisfy the squirming lives insistantly thrumming at her ribcage. She flicked her tail, indicating for the medicine cat to take a choice for herself. Sitting down nearby and wrapping her golden and black splashed tail around her frame. "I've not really thought about it much," she admitted; it seemed unproductive given right now all she could think about was getting the damned kits out of her. But she was worried enough abut the prospect of being a parent, that she was content enough to put that concept at the back of her mind. "I hope the ideas will just come to me when I meet them," she said with a quiet huff.
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 13, 2020 12:22:49 GMT -5
[ if it's alright i'm going to go ahead and reserve the prefixes boulder-, lynx-, eagle-, crow-, hound-, aspen-, hickory-, and honey-. this seems like a lot lol i'm sorry, i have a lot of deaths planned. also, would it be alright if i made a retired medicine cat? i can have all these made up by tonight, i just have an anatomy exam today. ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 12:24:43 GMT -5
deaths... you have my attention. that would be absolutely fine to have a retired medicine cat as well! best of luck with your exam, I'm sure you'll absolutely rock it.
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Apr 13, 2020 13:30:22 GMT -5
[ if it's alright i'm going to go ahead and reserve the prefixes boulder-, lynx-, eagle-, crow-, hound-, aspen-, hickory-, and honey-. this seems like a lot lol i'm sorry, i have a lot of deaths planned. also, would it be alright if i made a retired medicine cat? i can have all these made up by tonight, i just have an anatomy exam today. ] i actually reserved honey- as a prefix, and i think necs prefers to only use one of each ^.^’
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 13:31:22 GMT -5
I'll be honest I didn't even see Honey on there, so sorry Kale. Yes Kale's right, really sorry for not catching that earlier!
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Post by ʙᴜᴍʙʟᴇʙᴇᴇ » on Apr 13, 2020 13:42:14 GMT -5
it’s alright!
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 13, 2020 14:38:12 GMT -5
[ ah, that's alright. i'll figure something else out then! ]
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 13, 2020 16:00:31 GMT -5
[ I apologize, these will be mostly WIP until tonight but I figured I'd start them. Let me know what you think about some of the plot points. Also, "An Unlit Path" for all of these! ]
Hickorybreeze A rather handsome young tom, you'd never guess how bedraggled this young warrior was as a kit, his fur a consistently an impossibly tangled mess that the warrior is thankful to have grown out of... mostly. The tom still has a very dense coat of ruddy brown fur, with occasional paler brown high-lights and thick, dark tabby striping along his flank. His eyes are a pale amber shade and the tom's ears are tattered from his frequent antics. though physically unassuming, Hickorybreeze is strong and athletic warrior without being bulky. Confident and out-going, Hickorybreeze is a brave young cat, although depending on who you ask, some prefer the term "down-right idiot". He often crosses the line into cocky and reckless, his courage often bordering imprudence. He has always been eager to learn and quick to show off (his suffix, "-breeze" was earned for his ease in taking on new skills), although it's not always for the right reasons. He'll do anything on a dare or to protect his reputation as "coolest guy around" and he's more keen on blazing his own trail than following orders. This arrogant streak causes him to butt heads with authority figures at times or get himself into unnecessary danger, but the tom has a big heart and cares for his clanmates deeply. He's incredibly loyal and makes a dedicated friend, always there to have your back or stand up for you, even if he knows you're in the wrong, and ever rooting for the underdog. 𝑓𝑜𝑥 Rank: Warrior, will likely belong to the Allied. Relationships: Open to siblings or parents, and definitely romantic interests the boy is a big flirt.
Mallardfeather Sleekly built and athletic in musculature, Mallardfeather is a picture of grace, appearing almost liquid in her movements. The she-cat has a short, shiny chestnut coat patterned by dark brown rosetted tabby spots and highlighted by streaks of orange and white throughout. Mallardfeather's coat in reminiscent of a Bengal's and she likely carries some of those genetics from a far-off ancestor. Her eyes are a pale, mossy green in color.Put simply, Mallardfeather is a cat who not only knows what she wants, but also how to get it. She's a vain she-cat by nature, having been recognized for her beauty from a young age. Mallardfeather learned to use this to her advantage as she got older, refining herself into the warrior she is today. Mallardfeather oozes charisma in a manufactured way that comes off as natural. She's sociable with her clanmates and a charming conversationalist, turning that dial up to seduction and flirtatiousness where she deems it necessary or finds it fun. Her socialite persona, however, is largely a facade. Mallardfeather actually enjoys her own company above others and finds the day-to-day within the clan trivial and boring. She believes herself to better than most-if not all-of her clanmates and doesn't care for most of them very deeply. The silver-tongued persona she wears is her attempt to keep those around her "under her paw" so to speak-she can be incredibly manipulative and is the type to use others for her own personal gains. 𝑓𝑜𝑥 Rank: Warrior, will likely side with the Recruits. Relationships: Open to parents/siblings/romantic interests.
Oatfur Oatfur's physique is on the smaller side for a tom, although his plumpness makes him appear twice his size, as well as his coat. He has a load of thick fur of a golden-ginger hue, although he's gone rather light in his age, appearing more cream now. He is patterned with darker ginger tabby markings. He has the typical smushed in face and warm amber eyes with brown rings along the edges.The tom was never a looker, but is now heavily marked by age. Oatfur's personality seems to be a unique mix of overprotective mother and disapproving grandfather. He's almost painfully maternal, fussing after all of his clanmates like they're kits. He'll tend obsessively to the smallest of injuries, always make sure that those around him have had enough to eat, are warm enough, perfectly comfortable, etc, etc. Oatfur is a homebody who wouldn't be caught doing anything that could even be vaguely described as "risky" or "dangerous". In fact, he's always the one advising against such behaviors, although he's rarely listened to. He prefers the safety of home, with all four paws flat on the ground, thank you very much. Despite being so maternal, he doesn't really have much of a bedside manner--he'll likely be caught fussing over his clanmates while pestering them with insults. Yet in his age, the tom's cognitive functioning has taken a drastic turn for the worst. The old medicine cat got so bad that he was forced to retire from his old position to be replaced by his apprentice, Littleglow, against his will. He is more or less deaf, depending on the day, and much crueler than he was in his prime. The tom is now hyper-critical, sarcastic, and impossible to please, as well as still bitter about having to retire, and he'll take it out on any apprentice unfortunate enough to have to care for him, the maternal care he once had for his clanmates as a medicine cat gone. 𝑓𝑜𝑥 Rank: Elder (retired medicine cat) Relationships: Littleglow's previous mentor. Anything Else: My plans for him right now are for him to be killed amidst the uprising of Dark Forces. Potentially sacrifices himself in hopes of saving another cat from being killed.
Crowpaw Even as a senior apprentice, Crowpaw remains scrawny and under-muscled. The lack of power in his build has always been something of concern for the tom, worrying that it will impact his ability to preform as a warrior since he's not the most intimidating enemy you could fight. He has a coat of long-fur, entirely black (including his nose and paw-pads) with some faint, dark brown undertones and bright, wide yellow eyes. To put Crowpaw simply, he is a follower. In his youth, he is incredibly insecure, not yet having "grown into himself". He is quite shy and nervous with a tendency to seek out bigger and braver friends to hide behind in order to give himself more confidence. If you catch him on his own, he can he a quiet, stammering mess, but with the right friends, he exudes false confidence. The tom has never had the easiest time thinking for himself or making his own decisions and would much rather adopt the ideologies of those around him, making him easy to manipulate. He'd do anything to be accepted, especially into a group in which he feels could either protect him or raise his status, and can easily be persuaded to do things for them to remain included. On a whole, the tom just wants to feel accepted, however he doesn't have the best judgement as far as who he should strive to be accepted by. 𝑓𝑜𝑥 Rank: Senior Apprentice, will likely side with the Recruits. Relationships: Open to parents or siblings, warrior name is Crowflight.
Eaglekit Although small in size like her mother and sister, Eaglekit has spirit. The she-cat has a fluffy, full coat of dark brown tabby fur with a collection of white splashes, including along her chest, underbelly, muzzle, and paws. Her eyes are a very pale green and she had two large tufts of white fur that emerge from either one of her ears. The little kit matches her littermates in their competitiveness, although she views it as more of a game, with the "it doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as your having fun!". She exudes bright energy and optimism and can actually only see the bright side in her youth. Eaglekit is still too young to comprehend that there are bad things and bad cats, so she doesn't have much of a concept of "real-life" inside of her innocent bubble. Although not entirely understanding the extent of warrior life, it's something she yearns for alongside her siblings, finding the adventure enticing. She's curious by nature and has a habit of sticking her nose places it doesn't belong and little to no concept of boundaries. With her inquisitive attitude, she picks up on gossip that she readily shares with Owlkit, without necessarily understanding that it can be an insensitive thing to do. Along with her sister, she mostly does it to see their mother's dramatic reactions. 𝑓𝑜𝑥 Rank: Kit Relationships: Daughter of Dustberry, Sibling to Hawkkit and Owlkit. Anything Else: I plan on her fulfilling one of the "Lost" roles if that's alright! My plans currently are for her to be killed in her very early apprenticeship (like 6, 7 moons max.) either by a predator, by another cat, etc. Something... kinda gnarly. Let me know how that sounds and if you want to work out any details with me or change anything!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 16:09:26 GMT -5
No problem Fox, take your time I get that you have other priorities rght now.
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Post by Stealthfire on Apr 13, 2020 17:34:00 GMT -5
[ I for one love Eaglekit being one of the Lost, my character plan for Dustberry definitely relies on her taking her kits for granted so losing one would be so interesting..]
Dustberry / Shadowstar 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ
Dustberry sighed heavily in exasperation, exhausted from her ordeal. She kept her tail swept entirely around Hawkkit's body so as to sense immediately if he slipped away from her once more. Her deep yellow eyes brightened at his generous response. "You're really too kind to him, he's far too young to be speaking to a leader yet, embarrassing me no doubt. I'm sure you have so much on your mind as well, I know I do so I can't even begin to imagine how much you do!" she ran her tongue at an exasperated rate, her desire for absolute social respectability within the clan utterly ruined once again by one of her wandering bundles of fur. This was not the way the queen had envisioned queenship. "I'll have a stern talk with them, they'll behave from here on out, really," she swore. So long as they behaved until six moons, she would no longer be culpable for their inconveniences to others. She eyed the tom with interest. Even though Dustberry liked to be well versed on everyone's business, Shadowstar was always one of the most interesting topics of her gossip. A leader so young was bound to make a few mistakes here and there, or be victim to strong passions of youth. She was anticipant of learning about his secrets, especially if they came from the mouths of others.
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 13, 2020 18:01:54 GMT -5
[ oh, that's great haha. i'm glad you like it! poor Dust, but I'm glad the dynamic works for her character. ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 13, 2020 20:10:55 GMT -5
The tom shook his head, watching as the little kit shifted uncomfortably on the spot as his mother spoke. The tabby chuckled softly, "Now, Dustberry," he reprimanded entirely playfully. "Life would be infinitely more boring if kittens weren't allowed to talk to me," and there was an honesty to his tone. Most of his warriors, and even the apprentices treated him with a degree of reverance that he despised, and he rather enjoyed the bluntness associated with kittens, when they still weren't entirely sure what life was about just yet. He found amusement in most conversations he had with the sort, and didn't want to see them ended for fear of wasting his time. Which on most days he found himself having far too much of. But her latter point made him nod his head, "Maybe at least make sure he remembers to tell you when he's leaving," he admitted at least. Amusement apparent in his eyes.
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 13, 2020 22:49:23 GMT -5
[ okay, hickory, mallard, and oat are done, and I'll finish up everyone else tomorrow and hopefully get some starters up! ]
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Post by Jingle on Apr 14, 2020 1:58:54 GMT -5
(I haven’t written anything for Owl yet, but she could enter Dust/Hawk and Shadow’s rp if that’s okay). Hazelleap - Camp - OpenThe rush of stall air inside of the warrior’s den felt like such a lingering peace. It meant that there was a safe shelter among a world that seem so insisted for chaos. A solid chocolate brown tom had made a nest for himself in the furthest end of the den’s darken corners. A rhythmic snort echo from his maw as his mind was, for a moment, put at ease of worries. He wanted to remain like this forever, but life in the clan proved that such luxuries were impossible to last.
What, to the tom, felt like an ear-piecing screech cause him to leap up from his nest. His own yowl of surprise echoing in response. The tidiness of his nest that was once presented was now a scattered mess as the tom had whirl about in a rush of confused excitement. It did not help whenever his wild and uncontrollable tail lash out at the walls, which would cause him to flinch even more. As the tom attempted to calm down and think, he would mumble in anxious whispers “Great Starclan, Great Starclan, what should I do, what’s happening?!” It was not too much of a surprise that he went to the worst case first. An unknown force had found them and now, there was an attack. However, as the tom strain the hear what he had expected to be the sound of war, a small, inkling of logic had trickled down. No cats were screeching. There was not a mass panic of warriors rushing to the source. No commands or directions as to what to do with the invader or other members. The final straw was the voice itself. It came from Dustberry, and she was calling out to another one of her kits. She was not known for her keen sense of observation. But still, the tom was afraid for what he could discover out there. Even if it wasn’t an attack, what if the clan was in utter chaos because of an unobservant queen.
After some time, Hazelleap force himself to move forward. Each step created shockwaves to turn tail and return to his nest. He had tried to make excuses as well. However, he knew he could not get away with that for long. His previous attempts never allowed that. All he could do was hope that someone such as his ancestors would be out there watching his back. As he approach the entrance, he allow his weary eyes to absorb what he could see. Well, the clan wasn’t on fire. He could even see the medicine cat out and about. The simple fact that he could see Littleglow, but she was preoccupied with another queen put his mind at ease. He, at least, knew that the clan would be fine health-wise. Oh, that was right. Speaking of queens, Fawnskip was going to have her kittens soon. It made him ponder for a moment how the kits would turn out. He made a silent prayer that the kits were not the pouncing, adventurous types. He felt like he would kneel over before he ever became a elder if so. How would Fawnskip react and be as a mother? Surely, much more attentive than Dustberry was.
As he reveal more of his head, he made a silent note to check the skies. Was it needed? No, but one can never be too safe. After his check, he notice that whatever happened, Dustberry had found her kit and was near the leader, Shadowstar. The tom was young, but Hazelleap trusted him fully. He appear to be a competent cat although it did not take much be considered such in the tom’s eyes. Still, he was grateful to see him around as it meant he was a sign of protection and order around here. And now that he thought about order, he assumed that would happen rather soon. Despite his desires to have some food, he preferred his turtle shell method of ducking back into the den. He knew patrols were a part of life, but he, at least, hope that he would be spared of being enlisted to a border patrol. He would be much more useful in hunting anyway, and out of all the jobs a warrior had to do, hunting was one of the less worrisome.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2020 4:55:07 GMT -5
I’d be fine wth that and no worries Fox; how was your exam?
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 14, 2020 17:51:54 GMT -5
[ it went alright! it was a lot harder than expected since we had to move our anatomy lab online to due Corona, but all things considered, it went pretty well, thanks for asking. (: would y'all mind if i stuck Eagle in there too? ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 14, 2020 17:52:58 GMT -5
You'd be more than welcome to and I'm glad to hear it went ok!
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Post by Stealthfire on Apr 14, 2020 18:17:27 GMT -5
[Owl and Eagle are welcome in, I will try and get a response up tonight! Life is unusually hectic right now so I'm a bit slower than I typically am! Feel free to take advantage of the fact that in finding Hawk Dustberry fully left her other two ]
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 14, 2020 20:19:28 GMT -5
[ Dustberry's character is so funny to me... classic high-stress motherhood lol.
edit ;; also, all my forms are finally finished! i might add a few more later down the line, but we'll see. ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2020 7:00:55 GMT -5
Morning guys
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2020 9:02:37 GMT -5
Its pk bth of you, i know its a hectic time f year right now. I hope you're having fun!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Apr 15, 2020 10:22:29 GMT -5
Front page has been updated as best as I am currently able
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