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ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
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Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on May 7, 2020 7:34:24 GMT -5
(I apologize for not being on yesterday! My sleep schedule had gotten messed up and so I decided to try and fix it. It kind of worked, so I won't be a night owl now.)
(If you don't mind, Nissa, I can take Junipertail! Do you want me to throw Crowflight at her? She can maybe try to grab Moonspots as well? I was going to offer Tigerfrost to Aether, and I can't remember if Moonspots has a starter. ;3;)
(I noticed that Jackdawstrike could possible be a sibling to Crowflight based on appearances, would you be okay with that Aether?)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 9:15:32 GMT -5
It’s ok rain! I’m very much in the same boat right now XD
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 9:40:34 GMT -5
Breezewillow.
Quite content to sit and listen to her companion excitedly talk about the youngster, it was always encouraging to know the clans future appeared to be bright. The calico has been born only in the last moons of the previous war, she didn’t have the memories most of her clanmates were burdened with, but she had grown up with the trails and was all too aware that she was incredibly lucky. ”I think that would be one thing that I would struggle with,” the kind warrior admitted with a nod of her head. “I can’t imagine having to see my apprentice go into battle, given I’d have taught them all their moves it would feel like my fault if they were injured.” The idea was enough to sicken her with worry, maybe going without was the better idea. Hoping not to sound like so much of a downer though, she quickly added. “But it’s a part of clan life I suppose,” fortunately a much smaller one than once upon a time. “And I’m sure you’ve taught Smokepaw well enough to thrive,” she offered a smile. Hollywing, @nettles .
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 11:01:44 GMT -5
((yes go ahead and take junipertail rain!!! ill reply to everyone as soon as i get this stupid essay done lol I'm hoping to finish it before the actual deadline at midnight))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 11:02:24 GMT -5
Good luck!
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 7, 2020 12:52:04 GMT -5
[ yea, i didn't get a starter up for moonspots. (so my boi can be wherever y'all want to start, ie. in forest, swimming, sleeping, chillin killin) i will probably be back on later tonight to reply back to Martenpaw, Panthershadow, and then Loststar c; ]
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on May 7, 2020 13:25:06 GMT -5
(Here!)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 15:22:19 GMT -5
Good evening! ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 when you get the chance could you please add images to your forms and then I can properly update the front page
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 15:41:46 GMT -5
((finally done with that essay, i turned it in at like noon and then took a big ol Break lol it ended up being a page longer than it had to be but apparently i needed to go off lmao))
Cherrybright
As Cherrybright walked, she brushed her pelt alongside her mate's, to let him know that she was there and safe. She could tell how tense and guarded he was underneath his cool demeanor, and it gave her a rush of warmth knowing how protective he was. She hoped he knew she would do the same for him if her physical capabilities allowed it. But she certainly didn't want him to get worked up while they were out of camp. It was supposed to be a leisurely trip, after all. "Well, that's exactly what it feels like," she purred, whiskers twitching. The sun was more sheltered now and cast a cool shadow over the territory, but streaks of sunlight flitted through the needles just enough to keep them warm. "Let's go to the willow. You could probably find some good hunting there." And her some good sun, perhaps.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 15:43:56 GMT -5
I love cherrybright so much Nissa, and that’s awesome well done!
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 15:55:15 GMT -5
Wolfshadow.
”You’ve been in camp a moon not your entire life,” he reprimanded playfully, his tone gruff but gaze gentle. He appreciated the affectionate touch of his mate against his shoulder, trying to find some peace in her presence. Whilst he supposed the safest place for her would be camp, at the very least the second best place would be at his side, he would sooner take down the stars than he would see her injured. He managed to force some degree of calm through his frame, though he remained ever watchful and cautious, he no longer threw daggers at every passing suspicious shadow. “I can manage that,” he agreed, perhaps a little further than camp than he’d have liked, but then to the warrior technically anything more than four steps was too far considering his mates precious loss. “Though if you think I’m going to let you go scrambling up the tree you are severely mistaken,” he chuckled at the very image that brought to mind. He rubbed his head against her shoulder, a soft mreow of amusement parting his lips. Cherrybright, ✨ nissabug ✨
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 15:55:46 GMT -5
((i too love cherrybright so much. shes is Wholesome. i pray nothing bad happens to her but like this is warriors so I'm sure something will lol))
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on May 7, 2020 15:55:55 GMT -5
Pumpkinsnow » The sight of one cat in particular caught Pumpkinsnow's attention.
Ears pricking upward, the flame point molly watched as Coalwhisker limped his battered and torn body toward the fresh-kill pile in a display of what Pumpkinsnow could only describe as bravery and toughness. Even if he had to retire way too early for his time, he was a cat that the warrior looked up to, the kind of cat that Pumpkinsnow wished she could be. Coalwhisker had gone through so much, yet he still pushed on and didn't let his terrible injuries stop him from doing what he could. Pumpkinsnow had her fair share of scars and whatnot, but compared to most warriors she was relatively scar free. Most of her scars were those of the mind, the molly plagued by terrible nightmares night after night, leaving her terrified and anxious about anything and everything. She found herself to be weak and undeserving of a lot of things because, unlike her fellow Clanmates, she let herself get taken away by her fears and anxieties. She wasn't like Coalwhisker who pushed through and still gave to the Clan where he could. All Pumpkinsnow did was sit around camp in fear.
Deciding that maybe today would be the day she could start making a difference for herself, the creamy white and ginger warrior eased herself out of her position and slowly made her way over to where the dark furred tomcat was. "Hi...hi there, Coal..Coalwhisker," she stammered out, blue eyes looking down at the ground as she shuffled her paws, clearly nervous but trying her best to socialize.
Coalwhisker's ears perked and flicked in the direction of the approaching she-cat, in the way they often did since his injuries, and his new reliance on sight. In the first few moons since the battle, he had been very skittish when cats approached on his left side, but as his hearing hard grown to compensate the loss of an eye, he became much more surefooted around his clanmates. "Good morning, Pumpkinsnow." Came the deep, genial growl. The tom knew voices well, and he was able to identify the speaker before he even turned his head. He swiveled around to face her with his remaining brilliant green eye. While his frustration at himself often left him a bit grumpy and dry, Pumpkinsnow had caught him in a good mood. "What can I do for you?" The black-furred tom asked her curiously, tipping his head to the side. It was rare for a cat to approach him these days, mostly because, at least in his own perception, there was not much he could do anymore. As such, it was always a delightful treat when someone was willing to talk to him, though the gruff tom would never admit it.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on May 7, 2020 15:56:17 GMT -5
( ✨ nissabug ✨ Wanna RP? ^^)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 15:59:04 GMT -5
Tome to bring out my plan to brutally murder Wolfshadow! XD Kidding FYI, depending on timing her kits could potentially be taken as bait to keep Wolfshadow on the side of the dark forest? Potential heartbreaking idea, and fun to see cherry flip something
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 15:59:27 GMT -5
(( ~Skyblaze~ sure!! i have birchwhisker open, i was also thinking about giving hazelpaw a brother? if you're still doing the df cat parent thing, i feel like they wouldn't be able to talk to him as easy cuz he's not as spiritual as medicine cats lol either that or it would make it like, way easier lol)) ((also yes good. i would love to see cherrybright flip something))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 16:04:04 GMT -5
I still can’t get over how pretty that picture you did of them is by the way, it’s gorgeous. Would you ever be open to requests?
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on May 7, 2020 16:07:10 GMT -5
Flamehowl. "I..." he didn't have the chance to respond as the smaller shecat turned tail and pelted away. He watched her go, barely able to breathe as the grief of loss ricocheted through his very system. In truth he knew he had been an idiot; he hadn't deserved the beautiful warrior in the first place and probably very much deserved to be left in the dirt. For Willowstorm to find a new mate who could be the tom she deserved, not Flamehowl with his insecurities and fears and uncertainties. The tom hung his head in heart broken defeat, but didn't run after her. Fully in the belief she could do so much better. His tail dragging behind him, the warrior turned and began making his way back to camp. Unaware of where the queen was journeying, but knowing he likely wasn't welcomed to be following her tracks. She was a strong warrior and quite capable of making her own way home, far better at providing those unborn kits a better family than Flamehowl could ever imagine. It's the best thing for all of us. He tried to convince himself, but his aching heart wasn't quite so easily convinced. Camp approached, and with it the familiar scents of his clanmates. But beneath it was something more bitter, faint but palpable. The massive warrior paused in place, nostrils straining with uncertainty, and then panic laced his veins all at once. Fox, without a doubt the rank stench of fox. Fresh, maybe minutes old. He didn't know if it was the same one as he had been searching for that morning - and how in the name of StarClan it had been dumb enough to journey this far into clan territory Flamehowl didn't even begin to wonder. At first he moved to find Loststar, to warn her that a fox might be parading about their mountainside. But what struck him was that camp likely wasn't the thing in the biggest amount of danger. The warrior took off running, never a creature who had been made for speed but now he moved with the speed of lightning, the momentum of a freight train and the determination of a tom who might well have everything to lose. He couldn't know for sure, but he wasn't about to risk his... clanmate being out alone in clan territory if there was a fox roaming the grounds. She might not be his mate after today, but he would love her till the day starclan claimed him as one of their own, and Flamehowl wasn't about to risk her life. He thundered across the territory, following the scent of the lone shecat that raked through the area as prominently as the gentle tones of pine trees. Soon the silver form of the shecat were in sight, and not much further from her, a crouching fox preparing to render her into little more than an early morning snack. _@skyblaze Willowstorm stormed into the undergrowth, each pawstep hurting as if thorns were digging into her pads. She was hurting so much she didn't think she could bear it. She loved Flamehowl so much that she couldn't believe things had ended up this way. His words hung in her head like the weight of a badger crushing down on her ears. I don't know what to say. Tell me you're happy! She thought furiously. Tell me that you care about these kits just as much as I do! They're yours, too! She knew that the tom would be an amazing father, but if he wanted no part of these kits, then there was nothing she could do. Slowly, as she walked, the anger melted away into bitter sadness and her head hung low. She had always thought that when she did have kits, Flamehowl would be beside her, admiring them, protecting them, caring for them. For their family. Now, she had to live with the future that was never happening. She was so caught in her thoughts that she didn't even notice the vile stench that flooded her nostrils, and her eyes widened. Fox! A deep, guttural growl formed in her throat as she noticed the creature crouched just a few fox-lengths away from her. She had more to protect than just herself now. She had her unborn kits. Maternal instinct gave way to a ferocious snarl as her hackles raised and she took a step back, fur bristling. She didn't want to endanger the kits and would much rather retreat, but if the fox attacked, she would gladly show it her claws. She was a skilled warrior and her battle sense was lined with the fury of protecting her future family.
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Post by Feathertalon on May 7, 2020 16:08:03 GMT -5
Pumpkinsnow » For some reason the fact that Coalwhisker knew who she was surprised the molly into silence for a good moment or two. Of course her Clanmates would know who she was, she had grown up with them and they had grown up with her, but she spent so much time in the shadows away from others that it was a shock to her that some cat would actually put enough effort into remembering she actually existed. It was odd to think about, but it did bring forth a flicker of warm appreciation building up inside her chest. Coalwhisker didn't sound annoyed by her presence either, so maybe that meant she wasn't as useless as she thought she was. If she was as useless as she felt then cats would surely get angry at her for still being in camp right now.
Upon the tomcat's question, Pumpkinsnow felt her tail twitch in slight nervousness. She was glad he remember who she was, but at the same time she was still skittish when it came to socialization. She was a frightened soul, a cat that didn't do too well out in the "real world", and speaking to her fellow warriors was part of that world.
Eventually the molly found her voice, but only after a few more seconds of silence and a long, drawn in breath of air to steady herself. "O-oh, nothing...nothing," she stammered with a shrug. "I just...th-thought maybe...some company would be nice?" Her voice tilted upward at the end to indicate more of a question than a statement, and as she fell silent she slowly, nervously, brought her blue gaze up to look at Coalwhisker, hoping she wasn't intruding on his personal space now that he knew she had nothing of importance to say to him.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on May 7, 2020 16:11:14 GMT -5
(( ~Skyblaze~ sure!! i have birchwhisker open, i was also thinking about giving hazelpaw a brother? if you're still doing the df cat parent thing, i feel like they wouldn't be able to talk to him as easy cuz he's not as spiritual as medicine cats lol either that or it would make it like, way easier lol)) ((also yes good. i would love to see cherrybright flip something)) (I'm totally fine with giving Hazelpaw a brother! I was still gonna be doing the DF thing but I was thinking rather than it being her parent, maybe the cat would be masquerading as her parent? Like since Hazelpaw is naive she would believe them and slowly become more and more obsessed with finding the cat who she thinks is their parent, but is actually something else, and the brother has to watch his sister slowly lose grip on what's real and just become entranced and ack I'm evil XD)
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 16:13:31 GMT -5
(( ~Skyblaze~ sure!! i have birchwhisker open, i was also thinking about giving hazelpaw a brother? if you're still doing the df cat parent thing, i feel like they wouldn't be able to talk to him as easy cuz he's not as spiritual as medicine cats lol either that or it would make it like, way easier lol)) ((also yes good. i would love to see cherrybright flip something)) (I'm totally fine with giving Hazelpaw a brother! I was still gonna be doing the DF thing but I was thinking rather than it being her parent, maybe the cat would be masquerading as her parent? Like since Hazelpaw is naive she would believe them and slowly become more and more obsessed with finding the cat who she thinks is their parent, but is actually something else, and the brother has to watch his sister slowly lose grip on what's real and just become entranced and ack I'm evil XD) ((ooooh boy thats spicy,, im into it lol ill see what i can do for her brother!! i had been wanting to make an apprentice uwu now i will have a little man))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 16:15:51 GMT -5
I still can’t get over how pretty that picture you did of them is by the way, it’s gorgeous. Would you ever be open to requests? ((of course!! the more inspiration i get to draw, the better lol))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 16:18:34 GMT -5
I might pm you with oc’s at some point If that’d be ok, your really fekkin talented it’s quite rude Nissa.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 16:24:45 GMT -5
Cherrybright
Cherrybright purred and licked her mate's head as he pressed against her. She was glad to hear he agreed with the location. It was a bit of a walk, but she believed it was worth it. She loved the wildflowers that grew in the meadow this time of year, and it always reminded her of her apprentice days, climbing up and down the tree and catching birds. Now that wouldn't be near as possible in this state. "Oh, that's definitely outside of my limits," she reassured him with a laugh. "I'd break a branch right off or something." Not to mention fall down with it, and she couldn't image both being pregnant and having a broken leg being much fun. Her eyes were round as she gazed ahead of them in the direction of the Ancient Willow. "You know, I would race you there if I could," she said, then added with a twitch of her whiskers, "and beat you."
((meanwhile they hear angry fox and cat noises in the distance))
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 16:26:51 GMT -5
((that would be fine!! thank you so much (´• ω •`) ))
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 16:28:04 GMT -5
Ive the drawing talented of a four year old who has been kept in a box his entire life
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 16:41:42 GMT -5
Wolf and Cherry: look at the pretty wildflowers. Flame and Willow: enraged snarling and teeth. Flamehowl. The massive tom stumbled into the scene just as the Fox has lunged for his ex mate, and the tom hurled himself into the fray just as the pair fully connected. The fox had leaped for the pregnant shecat, recognising in the lone queen a weak piece of prey as little more than an opportunity for a full belly. It’s claws had raked across the shecats muzzle just as the Tom cat leaped into the area, and the fox spun on its heels to face the newcomer. Flamehowl lunged for the fox, connecting like a charging bull and dragging it down with the momentum. They landed hard, the Fox first to its feet as it rounded on its assailant with a furious snarl of his own. It bit furiously, trying to connect its fangs with any piece of fur or flesh that it could find, it hadn’t intended this to be such a huge fight, but now it was seemingly trapped against a corner, the fox was more than happy to stand its own ground, and best case scenario was dinner and breakfast as well. Two cats wouldn’t stand too much ground against such a large fox, even if one of them was approximately the size of a small horse. The tom howled with agony at the sensation of fangs tearing through the scruff of his neck, a spatter of blood now staining the ground underfoot. He staggered, sparring and returning the blows with ones of his own. Eyes wide with a mixture of sheer rage and unadulterated agony now, but he didn’t hesitate as he continued. Only a brief moment to breath parted the angry snarling and fighting, in which he took the opportunity to yell at the shecat. “Get back to camp, bring help.” He had two intentions; to get his mate... clanmate out of the fray as well as get help for the situation. Now of all times he regretted his earlier want for privacy, for the distance from here to camp might well be the death of either of the pair.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 7, 2020 16:47:34 GMT -5
Wolfshadow.
You’d bring the ancient willow down with you, despite his infamous lack of social talent, the warrior at the very least had the common sense to not say that aloud, even to his caring mate that might well be grounds to lose what remained of his ears. It was perculiar for him to see his ever growing mate, but then it was only a sign of the life she’s carried inside, his unborn kits. And to the scarred veteran, that only made the queen ever the more beautiful. “I’ll see if there’s a small rock you can stand on if you want to climb that badly,” was the more sensible response he offered after a beat of contemplation. But frowned when he seemed to reconsider, “Or perhaps a small patch of grass would be safer.” The queen was a warrior, and as talented as he was, he needed to remember that. But his protective nature had only been quadrupled since the news of impending fatherhood, and it was a hard habit to shake for the battle hardened Tom cat. He scoffed at her addition, “Cherrybright you could be carrying an entire clan in that belly of yours,” Wolfshadow clarified with a twitch of his whiskers, “and you would still almost definitely beat me,” the massive warrior wasn’t exactly built for speed. On a good day most snails could outpace him with relative ease. Cherrybright, ✨ nissabug ✨
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 7, 2020 17:59:27 GMT -5
Rainpaw with Martenpaw / ~Skyblaze~
She blinked and couldn't help but feel satisfied as the moody tom picked his gaze to meet hers, even if it was only for a few moments. Rainpaw wasn't blind. She knew that Martenpaw had lot of pressure on his shoulders. He started his warrior training later due to starting as a medicine cat apprentice. In her opinion, the pressure and stress was getting to him and it was effecting his final assessments. He needed to relax and stop over analyzing. Rainpaw wrinkled her nose. She was sure it wasn't his only task for the day. "Good, I will come with you then," she decided with a firm tone, almost like she was daring him to disagree, before turning on her paws. Her tail flickered his nose as she beckoned for the tom to follow her. The ancient willow wasn't too far away. Pumpkinsnow wouldn't be bothered by her disappearance. Her mousy mentor almost let her do anything... expect for when her sister, Poppynose was in earshot. Rainpaw couldn't argue with her mentor if her sister was present; the dull ginger warrior was fiercely protective of her quiet siblings. Rainpaw had been subjected to plenty of firm glances when she had gotten bratty with Pumpkinsnow.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 7, 2020 18:35:36 GMT -5
Dustpaw Dustpaw is an average-sized tom with a thick build. He's a golden-brown tabby tom with white on his chest, belly, and tail tip. His eyes are dark green. Dustpaw likes to take things slow and uses all his free-time relaxing. He doesn't even talk unless he has to, preferring to listen and give vague head nods. He likes to think he gives good advice, but it probably involves ignoring the problem. He's very caring and secretly keeps a close eye on his Clanmates, especially his sister Hazelpaw. He hates being forced to do things, and when his stubborn side shows is the only time he gets truly angry. He also spends a lot of time about thinking of things outside his Clan home and impossible ideas. ✨ nissabug ✨ Apprentice Hazelpaw's brother
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