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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 20:10:36 GMT -5
✨ nissabug ✨ wanna rp? c: I have Jackdawstrike (the quiet guy who tends to hang at the back) or Featherfall (the popular girl who is seemingly perfect but is actually in contact with the dark forest and is evil o.o )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:10:39 GMT -5
It largely depends on how others want to go as well, the outline on the front page is only the ideas and people are welcome to shift and add to it if they like. Ideally, Featherfall will begin sparking idea of darkness in the clan again, come into contact with the dark forest and spread its word, recruiting others as it were, until eventually hopefully a fair number of cats in the clan with the help of dark forces will be able to exile starclan agreers or trap them. From there civil war will spark again. Once more, this is only a guideline of how I'd like it to go. We are welcome to change and add!
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Post by вєвє on May 9, 2020 20:13:30 GMT -5
OCC:
RP: "I was bored, Im not use to being in camp all the time." She said meekly, "Then as I was walking- well waddling I got a little hungry and scented a bird." She looked away, "Look I'm sorry, I'll just go. I'll find something else, sorry again for losing your prey." She was more embarrassed and felt useless, all the emotions showing in her pale eyes. She and Birchwhisker have never been considered close, before becoming a queen he had been her first choice when going hunting because he was a no nonsense type and she liked how efficient he was. If he was going to stand here and berate her for being pregnant and trying to hunt then she did not need to take his attitude. Emotions swelled within the she cat, so many in fact her fur fluffed from the irritation of have so many of them. She looked up and hissed something about stupid hormones as she walked past him.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:14:39 GMT -5
Hey вєвє, just a reminder but the minimum is 6 lines
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:16:03 GMT -5
Wolfshadow.
A growl sounded from deep in the back of the tom's throat, a warning sound that would have intimidated most cats enough to offer their pelts as payment for angering him. To the queen, however, there would be little sound of threat from the muscled scarred tom, anyone who watched them would know he would sooner hurl himself from Breakneck Ridge than he would hurt a single fur on his mate's frame. The alternate, however, seemed to be inaccurate. For it seemed his mate loved to give him heart attacks every chance she got. He watched her through narrowed eyes, "You're going to kill me one of these days," he said lowly, though a chuckle was lacing his words. He couldn't wait for these kits to be born due to a somewhat ulterior motive, it meant he could worry less about his mate. Or rather he could worry about his mate and his kits as separate entities. "I suppose these don't look much like queen eating boulders," he considered as he approached at a steady pace. "But call me mad for not wanting to risk you." Cherrybright, ✨ nissabug ✨
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 20:16:06 GMT -5
[ That sounds good! I was just wondering so I could get an idea of how to play Featherfall's cards. Perhaps (in the future) she could do some Tigerclaw-esque things where she tries to assassinate or destroy the clan. I don't know, something to discuss in the future I suppose. For now, I'll just character build lol. ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:17:20 GMT -5
YES. I like you Aether, I like you a lot XD Sounds good, I think maybe at somepoint soon we'll have a bit of a timeskip. As we've been on the same day the last 12 I think XD at least since the clan opened.
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 20:23:02 GMT -5
[ Hahaha thank you xD I am keen to RP an evil cat. It's been a long time >:3
Yeah that happens lol. In my old clan I arranged that every 2 weeks IRL we would move forward a certain amount of time in RP (like a week or a moon) unless there is a reason for the time to stay the same, like a plot happening. An idea, but otherwise you can just skip as you see fit! ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:24:09 GMT -5
I generally think that's a good idea yes it'll also be nice to free up cats.
also kits are due, I'm excited to roleplay tiny shadekit.
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 20:26:16 GMT -5
[ I love rping kits, so cute I was thinking I may add another few characters sometime - is there any role that we need more cats to fill? Otherwise I can do more warriors to bulk up the clan. ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:28:39 GMT -5
I know neither Willows nor Morning's litters have kits yet, so if you were wanting to add some bulk I imagine they wont say no unless they're about to prove me wrong. Can I just ask for the love of god not four kits per litter XD Other than elders and kits we're pretty good regarding most ranks
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 9, 2020 20:29:21 GMT -5
(( aether let's put junipertail and featherfall together and see what happens lol, i used to write a fanfic that had a featherfall in it but she was the very Soft medicine cat lol junipertail's starter is back at page 5 i believe, someone come yank her out of the den lol))
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 20:35:07 GMT -5
[ Okay, I'll see if they have space for another kit but if not that's okay - there'll be lot's of oppurtunites to RP kits I'm sure! I'll probably add my new characters sometime today.
✨ nissabug ✨ sounds good! I'll get a reply up for Junipertail1 C: ]
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 9, 2020 20:38:34 GMT -5
Cherrybright
Cherrybright shook out her pelt as she stopped on the rock, trying to regain her balance in the process. She would have liked to have played it off and pretend she didn't just nearly break herself getting up the rock, but 1. Wolfshadow had already seen it, and 2. she liked to think she had some sense of pride. "Perfectly safe rocks," she emphasized again, then sat on the rock and curled her tail over her toes. "You have nothing to worry about, my love." Her eyes glittered, but she knew Wolfshadow was already concerned for her safety, and most likely would be for the rest of the trip. However, if she truly knew something was going to hurt her or the kits, she wouldn't do it, and her mate seemed to know that, too. The sun was warming the rock she was on perfectly, and for a moment Cherrybright closed her eyes and let the light new-leaf breeze sweep across her pelt. But the sound of birdsong was instinctively enticing, and she flicked her head toward the noise coming from the tree, her pupils wide.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 20:48:17 GMT -5
Wolfshadow.
He scoffed at that, and lunged upward so he stood beside her. Never a tom built for speed nor elegance but compared to his mates present state, he might well have been a ballerina, he chuckled, spotting her stumble ever so slightly but with the common sense not to mention it. At least from this proximity he would be able to catch her scruff before doing to much damage. Though from this height the only true damage caused would be to the grass underfoot, but he’d prefer not to risk it all the same. ”I have every reason to worry,” he corrected though not illnaturedly, he ran his long tabby tail across her side, ears twitching toward it though he maintained careful eye contact with the queen. Over protective; maybe but he had good enough reason, and he wasn’t especially mean about it. “Those are my kits you’re carrying, I’d quite like to meet them.” He then added, a smile pulling at the edges of his lips. “That and the fact you’re not exactly known for being sane at the best of times.” Cherrybright, ✨ nissabug ✨
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 21:07:30 GMT -5
JunipertailJunipertail was lying awake in the warrior's den. She had been abruptly awoken by Wolfshadow, followed by Hollywing making her way as quietly as she could out of the den. Of course, now she couldn't find a reason to go back to sleep, but she also couldn't find a reason to go out into camp yet. The dawn patrol had already left, and there were no hunting patrols being made yet, so what was there to do? Was she supposed to take initiative and make one herself or something? Certainly, that was better suited for cats like Wolfshadow or her sister. She laid with her head on her paws toward the entrance of the cave, eyes wide as she considered every decision she should probably be making.
Featherfall ;; Camp ;; Junipertail ;; ✨ nissabug ✨ ;;
The day was filtering past but Featherfall was busying herself with personal duties. The she-cat trotted towards the warriors den, she had self-assigned herself the task to replace the old bedding that many warriors slept on but had no time to replace themselves. Apprentices were regularly tasked with replacing bedding in the elders den and nursery, but often times they were too busy with training to also change the warriors moss too. Alas, Featherfall had not been assigned any patrols that day, so she would perform the task herself. She pushed her way through the tunnel entrance and slipped into the wide sleeping cavern.
Inside, she blinked a few times as her eyes adjusted the darkened atmosphere. A quick scan proved that the den was empty aside from a black form - one that Featherfall recognized immediately. "Junipertail, hello." Featherfall meowed with a purr of amusement. She noticed Junipertail often - she was a quiet she-cat who was a very capable warrior - one that perhaps Featherfall could make use of one day...
"I was about to clean out some of the nests, I'm sure everyone would appreciate it when they go to sleep tonight." Featherfall swept her tail over the moss strewn floor and began to claw at a nest beside Junipertail, pulling the dried moss together to form a ball. "We'll clear some out and grab some more before the afternoon patrol gets back." She added.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 9, 2020 21:28:40 GMT -5
Junipertail
At the first words Featherfall spoken, Junipertail jumped to her paws with a start. She hadn't even recognized it was her, let alone realized anyone was even in the den. But she quickly realized who it was by the authoritative tone and her soft silver pelt. "H-hello, Featherfall," she mewed, still startled by the she-cat coming in and taking command. She shook out her sleek pelt of moss and debris as she continued, "Yes, I can help you with that." It's not like Featherfall exactly asked if she would either, but Junipertail wasn't going to argue with her. She started clawing up her own moss and forming it into a ball. There was silence for a few moments, but it quickly grew awkward. "It's a nice thing to do," Junipertail added as an attempt at conversation, but she wasn't sure it was helping.
((this came out sounding more like junipertail has a crush than i intended, ruh roh))
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Post by вєвє on May 9, 2020 21:43:15 GMT -5
OCC: Sorry, I'm kinda out of it today I'll fix it tomorrow I'm gonna go to bed Night!
RP:
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 9, 2020 21:51:22 GMT -5
Cherrybright
The queen watched her mate hop onto the rock with much more ease than she did, not even having to pull himself up. She huffed; she knew the pregnancy was temporary, but it was making things that she was normally so skillful at, hard. She couldn't even consider going out of camp without rules and someone to watch her. All the fretting and concern over her was completely valid, and she wanted to protect her and her kits as much as everyone else did, but sometimes it made her feel like the kit and not the mother. Cherrybright looked over to Wolfshadow as he touched her side, and her expression softened, eyes locked onto his. "I know," she said simply, but couldn't find the words to speak further. It wasn't until his next comment that she smiled again, then butted her head against his. "We'll get to meet them soon, I promise." The ginger she-cat's whiskers twitched, and she lightly smacked his shoulder with her paw. "Hey now, that's not fair," she said with a giggle.
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Post by willowflower on May 9, 2020 22:02:03 GMT -5
((heya, would anyone be down to rp? i have stormpaw, ashwind, and my elder creekwatcher ^.^))
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 22:03:33 GMT -5
Featherfall ;; Warriors Den ;; Junipertail ;; ✨ nissabug ✨ ;;
[ i was supposed to have feather ask juniper to help but i am distracted by a streamer i'm watching so when i proof-read it i mustn't have read it right xD we'll roll with it though. perhaps featherfall is having a bad day. ]
Featherfall seemed deep in thought. Her eyes were narrowed as she dug her sharp claws into the soft exterior of the moss, pulling it together in a ball, then rolling the ball towards the tunnel to dispose of. The tense movements as she stretched her fore paws to reach the moss made evident one thing: there was something on Featherfall's mind. The things that troubled Featherfall was not something the charming she-cat was willing to discuss with her clanmates, so the she-cat let out a soft sigh. You've not failed your task, it just takes time, she reassured herself silently. She had received a scolding from her Dark Forest superiors for her lack of action in taking control of RidgeClan. Featherfall had a plan though, so she reminded herself: it just takes time.
Junipertail's awkward comment made Featherfall smile and the large grey she-cat looked to her clanmate with amused green eyes, "Thank you for helping, by the way. I do appreciate it. I'm sure everyone else will too." She could see her black companion flicking her ears awkwardly, so Featherfall decided to lighten the mood.
"I couldn't help noticing Jackdawstrike looking at you yesterday when you came back from your patrol. I know he is always watching, but I think maybe he might be interested in you," there was friendly teasing to her tone as Featherfall rolled another ball of dried moss. She nudged it the entrance and turned to Junipertail, "How about that? What do you think of him?"
Featherfall had no evidence that Jackdawstrike was interested in Junipertail, but the chance to discuss such gossip was always fun.
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 22:04:51 GMT -5
[ hey willowflower! i have jackdawstrike. he hasn't done anything yet. he is a quiet dude who tends to keep to himself ^-^ ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 22:07:29 GMT -5
Wolfshadow.
Wolfshadow purred gently, feeling the now somewhat familiar sensation of shifting movement against his tail. Gentler than his mates breathing, gentler he believed than even the beat of a butterflies wings. It had taken a while to get used to, and whilst he wouldn’t admit it aloud he loved witnessing the sensation, and touched her as often as he could without coming across as an idiot with hopes of experiencing the phenomenon. He huffed in gentle, amused agreement. Soon never felt soon enough, it seemed to have been an eternity since the news had been delivered, and every day seemed to drag. That odd mixture of anticipation and concern flooding his veins, but largely overwhelmed by the sheer excitement of impending fatherhood. He touched the tip of his damp nose into her belly fur, “Hopefully little ones you’ll mellow your mother out a bit,” he addressed the unborns with a chuckle, “Because if it continues this way she’ll either kill me from the stress, herself from her idiocy, or I’ll do it to be free of her madness.” Mad as she was, he wouldn’t have changed her for the world.
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Post by willowflower on May 9, 2020 22:15:55 GMT -5
((sounds good aether! i can write up a starter ^.^ where would jackdawstrike typically be found? i can have ashwind go find him to go hunting))
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 22:23:10 GMT -5
[ he can be just outside the camp, sniffing around doing something, but when she goes past he can join her C: ]
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on May 9, 2020 22:45:36 GMT -5
((lmaooo i love that))
Junipertail
Junipertail continued to pluck at her nest until it was a ball. As she rolled it up and set it aside, she couldn't help but keep looking at her Clanmate as she worked. Her movements were sharp and focused, but not in her usual manner. It was like Featherfall was angry about something... but if she was, she was trying her best to hide it. Especially when she turned to Junipertail and spoke again, it was like she changed back into the cat she normally was. The skinny black she-cat looked back at Featherfall and smiled again. It was probably nothing to worry about. "It's no problem," she said softly. "I don't mind." Then she turned her attention back to her work. At least, she planned on it until her Clanmate brought up Jackdawstrike. Her head flicked back up to Featherfall again. "He was?" she asked, her voice lifting a pitch. She must not have noticed; she didn't tend to notice cats putting any attention on her, as they usually didn't. She felt her ears grow hot, out of embarrassment more than anything. "Does he do that... every time?"
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Post by willowflower on May 9, 2020 23:02:06 GMT -5
Ashwind
I could die eating this thing.
Which probably shouldn't be the first thing she thought of when she looked at squirrel curled up in the fresh-kill pile. Nor should the nonchalant indifference that followed be what she should be feeling in response. Probably. But, then again, what if she did happen to choke on her last meal this fine sunny day? The likelihood of that happening was just as high as her dramatically falling to her death trying to prove her worth scaling Nesting Peak. (She hasn't yet - memories of finding bodies there were none too pleasant - but the thought was tempting.) It would be fine to eat. Should be fine to eat.
But! There wasn't too much in the fresh-kill pile at the moment! She should really hunt first, make sure all the queens and elders get their pick first - the afternoon patrol should be out, but it wouldn't hurt to have another set of paws out there, right? (Besides, she can't stay here with nothing to do.) With that in mind, she nodded firmly to herself and padded out towards the entrance of camp. As she slipped out into the shade of the forest, she breathed in deeply, then let out a long sigh, shaking herself to rid herself of the nervous energy coursing in her paws. When she looked up again, she zeroed in on the dark-furred tom lingering just outside of camp.
"Jackdawstrike!" she called, bouncing over and nearly smacking him with her tail in her attempts to get his attention. "Go hunting with me!" Then, after a beat of contemplation, amended, "Please?"
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Post by aether on May 9, 2020 23:16:38 GMT -5
Featherfall ;; Warriors Den ;; Junipertail ;; ✨ nissabug ✨ ;;
[ classic me xD ]
Featherfall's interest piqued at the squeak in Junipertail's voice and she smiled, the quiet she-cat clearly wasn't expecting such a comment to be made, and Featherfall couldn't help finding her surprise amusing. Of course, the mysterious grey she-cat didn't actually know how often Junipertail took Jackdawstrike's attention, but the two cats were so similar that maybe something could become of them. Featherfall herself had no interest in the idea of romance but she had much interest in gaining trust - this would be a valuable way of gaining closeness with Junipertail.
Featherfall caught a moss ball with a claw and rolled it back and forth, her whiskers twitching light-heartedly. "To be honest, I don't take much notice of Jackdawstrike too often. Obviously he is a great warrior and I respect him, but he is rather quiet," her tone was thoughtful, "but sometimes I do see him, and I do see him watching you. He is so quiet that maybe he is too shy to talk to you himself." She finished with a small shrug, then tossed the moss ball to Junipertail playfully. "So, what do you think of him?"
She returned to sweeping more moss with her paws. The den was becoming emptier now, only a few more nests of relatively fresh moss remained - those ones she would leave.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on May 9, 2020 23:23:38 GMT -5
"So considerate," Oakscar teased, flashing her amused look. He nuzzled her back gently before letting out a soft sigh, "If you sure? I bet you could do anything if you put your mind to it," the warrior teased gently, Loststar never had to settle if she didn't want to. His mate didn't give herself enough credit when it was due.
Padding through the forest, Oakscar's gaze flickered over the trees. He wrinkled his nose, "Exactly, the trees need to be put in their place," he declared and puffed his chest for a moment before flashing Loststar a sly look. He kept a straight face for a brief moment before grinning. "Another war? The trees will probably figure out how to put thorns and burrs in our nest," Oakscar joked; however, the idea of that happening would be horrible. The spirits of the forest against the clan? Terrifying.
The large tom followed Loststar, keeping in step near her shoulder, faithfully allowing her to lead like he tended to do when they took walks together. His whiskers twitched at the moment of the scars. He was grateful for that... otherwise the entire clan would be physically scarred for generations. Oakscar let out an snort at her words and gently bumped her shoulder while giving Loststar a stern look. He didn't like when she was hard on herself for things that were beyond her control. Scars? They sadly came with the territory.
here ya go nec c:
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on May 9, 2020 23:27:43 GMT -5
I’m having so much fun with these two blaze
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