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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 29, 2020 19:15:22 GMT -5
{Hey guys. I'm off of work and on for a bit. Is anyone else active.?}
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jun 29, 2020 19:16:45 GMT -5
H a i l in rogue camp || with Breeze
β£ The silver tinted tom scooted over on his rock, allowing room for his sister to settle in beside him. Breeze often got annoyed with his laissez faire attitude, but she was seriously one of the only family members he could stand to be around. His head drifted back to rest on his paws, enjoying the warmth from both the sun and his litter mate, a light purr rumbling in the back of his throat.
Snorting, he rolled his own eyes at his sister's comment. Breeze would just have to ruin his daydreams with a heavy dose of reality. The normally laid back Hail felt his shoulder fur begin to bristle at the mention of their mother. Forcing his fur to lie flat once more, the tom rolled onto his back, exposing his pale stomach to the sun.
"Breezy, you worry too much. And Mother can go lick a frog's bum for all I care," he replied leisurely, though there was an edge to his tone their parent was mentioned. There was no love to be lost between them, Breeze had despised his mother since the moment he'd been old enough to have his own opinions.
"Sure, you chase the squirrels and I'll sit in the bushes and swipe at their tails," he joked, lifting his poorly healed broken leg for emphasis. His limp prohibited him from chasing after quicker prey - particularly squirrels. He could never quite gain enough speed to catch the chattering fur-balls. Still, that took a lot of effort that he didn't want to expend anyway, at least not for the sake of anyone but himself or Breeze.
@fallownose L a r c h k i t in camp || with Timberheart, Brightberry & Moosekit
β£ Larchkit hadn't noticed her father's approach until he was right before her, blocking her sight of Brightberry and Snowheart. That was probably for the best however. The little she-kit let out a happy purr, nuzzling into her father's leg shyly. The brown patched kit had always been a Daddy's girl, from the moment her eyes opened and she spotted his big amber eyes peering down at her. Timberheart was a superhero to her, the bravest, strongest warrior and could do no wrong in her eyes.
Having forgotten about the commotion with her mother, the kitten turned her soft green eyes in the direction of Brightberry, spotting her and Moosekit heading towards them. Tilting her head curiously, she glanced between her parents, not quite understanding the brief tension she felt. Larchkit opened her mouth to ask about it, but was expertly diverted by her mother.
Eager to please, the small kitten raced beside her brother, mind already racing through all the different types of prey and which one would be perfect. "It has to be the best," she agreed with her brother, casting a smile at him as she skidded to a halt beside the pile. Her little tail whisked the ground behind her as she looked at their options, which wasn't a ton considering how early in the day it was.
"Hm, what do you think, Moosekit?" Larchkit asked, facing her brother again.
D a w n c h i l l in camp || with Roestar
β£ The deputy didn't flinch at her leader's unusual request, knowing it came from a harsh place where only sorrow and grief lay. Dawnchill hadn't lost any kin but she'd still been affected by the rogues presence.
Briefly her amber eyes slid over to Timberheart and his mate, Brightberry. Their kits caught the corner of her eye, sending a jolt of affection right to her heart. If any rogue dared to harm a hair on their pelts, she'd tear them to shreds, without mercy. Shaking herself out of her darker thoughts, which she tried to have less of these days, the she-cat turned back to focus on Roestar.
"I understand. Did you have any idea about how you want the patrols organized today?" Dawnchill asked calmly, setting her tail around her large paws . B i r d at White Waterfall || with Lynx
β£ Bird jolted in surprise when her tail was pounced on by unknown paws and the molly let her claws unsheathe themselves as she prepared to attack. However, Lynx gave her a warm greeted and plopped herself down near by, chattering away cheerfully - as she normally did, Bird was coming to realize. There were times that the blue furred she-cat annoyed her a bit, but mostly she didn't mind her presence. In fact, she reminded her a bit of her sister, Twig, not that she ever spoke of her past. It hurt too much.
"It's alright. I prefer the afternoons myself, much warmer," she huffs, fluffing up her pelt against the breeze that blew by - as though to emphasize her point. Bird took another bite of her fish, enjoying the fresh taste. Much better than the crow-food back at their makeshift camp. The mottled molly was surprised that the other showed interest in fishing, none of the other rogues seemed too interested when they'd seen her come back with a fish or two.
"I could help you with some fishing, if you were serious about wanting to learn?" Bird offered, tilting her head towards the rippling water. She wouldn't mind showing Lynx some tips, not that she was some master herself.
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 29, 2020 20:46:21 GMT -5
Frostrose With Russetpaw--{Spruce Forest}
The white she-cat let out a purr of amusement at her apprentice's eagerness. One thing she was sure about, her resident was often ready to learn and actively do things. She was quite sure that he had the makings to be a fine warrior one day. She admired how cheerful he seemed to be, no matter what the situation. Her blue eyes twinkled with appreciation for Russetpaw, grateful to be the one that got the privilege to teach the young tom the ways of a warrior. With a nod, she acknowledged the apprentices words. "I think going back to camp to get Elkpaw, would be a wonderful idea. Maybe we can get Timberheart to join us and teach you two how to work as a team in battle." She ran her long tail against the scars on his side, painfully aware that the young cat almost didn't make it. She felt a sharp ache in her chest for a heartbeat, before flicking her ears and letting a teasing rumble come from her throat. "Wanna race.? See if you can keep up with my long legs.?" Her eyes flashed with laughter at the challenge she gave her apprentice. Though he was on the taller side, she still had legs, much longer than his. {highprince}
Nightflower with Roestar and Dawnchill--{Camp}
After watching Beetlepaw depart their den, Nightflower shook her head, letting out a long sigh. She stared at her fluffy white paws, before curling her claws into the ground. Finally, she squared her shoulders and stood, shaking out her fur. Giving her ruffled fur a few quick licks, to flatten it, she headed out of her den. Blinking in the light, Nightflower looked around the clearing. Her heart settled slightly, and a purr rumbled in her throat as she watched her clan around her. She watched Larchkit and Moosekit racing for the fresh-kill pile, and felt her pelt warm with love. Before turning her head to watch their parents, Brightberry and Timberheart, sharing tongues together by the nursery. Her large amber eyes soon rested on her Apprentice, speaking to Snowpaw, as they shared a piece of freshkill together. Before traveling to Snowheart, sitting uncomfortably, all alone. Her non-shredded ear, twitched as she watched the she-cat. Snowheart was still quite the outcast in the clan. After leaving it and then coming back. Her gaze rested on the black she-cats belly, and she sighed again. She was well aware that Snowheart was expecting kits. She made a note to approach the queen later, and discuss with her, her plans to tell her clan. Turning her orange and black head towards the voices of her leader and deputy, Nightflower padded silently towards them. She was glad to see the both of them. She felt it would be slightly easier to convince her leader to let her go to Twolegplace, if the deputy was sitting there too. Approaching the two she-cats, Nightflower sat close enough for them to notice her, but far enough away, so they knew she could wait until their discussion was over with. She wrapped her long long-furred tail around her white paws, and pricked her one good ear up, her amber eyes shining, as she gazed at Dawnchill and Roestar.{highprince little blu β₯} Snowheart with Stormchaser--{In camp}
Snowheart glanced up with slight surprise as she heard Stormchaser acknowledging her. She gave a slight nod to the grey tom, her fur warming under her pelt. "Good morning, Stormchaser. I'm.." The black she-cat trailed off, not sure how to answer him, before continuing. "I'm alright. I could do with some company. Would you like to share some prey with me.?" She looked down at her paws, shuffling them slightly. She often found herself unsure how to react around her clanmates anymore. Glancing back up, she rested her deep blue eyes on Stormchaser, blinking warmly at him. She really just wanted a friend, someone who wouldn't judge her past mistakes.
The queen shifted on her paws, once again, nervous of the tom brushing her aside. She knew that Stormchaser quite often, kept to himself. Part of her hoped that she could warm him up to having a friend, someone he could confide in and be close to. She flicked her ears, the tuffs on the tips, moving slightly in the breeze.
{Tealraven}
Lilac (Open)--{Near Great Pine}
Lilac crouched on a branch of the Great Pine, her black face, peaking from the tree branch, gazing down at the forest floor. The small light brown she-cat, sat still as can be, her green eyes resting on a squirrel, as it sat at the base of the tree, cleaning its face. She took one soft step forward, before wiggling her haunches and leaping from the tree, landing square on the squirrels body. Giving it a quick nip to the neck, the she-cat felt it go limp, as blood flowed into her mouth. Licking her lips, she let out a loud purr of happiness, her belly rumbling at the smell of fresh prey. Without thinking, the she-cat sat, and took a big bite from the limp body of the squirrel. Her tail brushing the ground happily behind her. She forgot all about paying attention for cats of Pineclan, as she enjoyed her prey.
Life was good. She had no one to please, but herself. No one to care for and depend on. The light brown she-cat may be small, but she could take care of herself. The thought of being in a large group, kind of scared her. She didn't think she could ever give of the freedom to roam as she pleased.
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Post by highprince on Jun 29, 2020 21:54:30 GMT -5
((Sorry! I had another busy day
Fern That sounds good! It'll definitely take some convincing for your kittypet to be accepted by the clan cx also I can't believe I totally forgot to add Brokenflame, Rainpaw, and Snowpaw - I've gotta do that now before I forget again))
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 29, 2020 22:06:37 GMT -5
((Sorry! I had another busy day
Fern That sounds good! It'll definitely take some convincing for your kittypet to be accepted by the clan cx also I can't believe I totally forgot to add Brokenflame, Rainpaw, and Snowpaw - I've gotta do that now before I forget again)) {Hi there, Prince. βΊοΈ Howβs your kitty cat.?}
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Post by highprince on Jun 29, 2020 22:51:39 GMT -5
((She's doing good! Her medicine makes her tired so she's spent most of the day sleeping))
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 29, 2020 23:02:38 GMT -5
{What happened, if you donβt mind me asking.?} {I have an about 4 month old male kitten, and heβs a handful right now. I love cats. And I have an 8 and a half year old dog. Sheβs my little sweetheart. Anytime something seems wrong, I panic. I love her so much. }
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Post by highprince on Jun 29, 2020 23:09:50 GMT -5
((We actually don't really know what happened. She's an indoor/outdoor cat, and she came home with her tail bleeding and a big laceration in it. She's our first cat, so we rushed to go get her help
and aww, I love kittens. I totally feel you on the panicking when things seems wrong.))
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 29, 2020 23:14:07 GMT -5
{Oh my gosh! Poor baby. Well, Iβm glad sheβs alright. Iβm sure she just got herself into some trouble. At least it was an easy fix. }
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Post by Fern on Jun 30, 2020 9:20:13 GMT -5
( highprince Okay cool If its alright I've also made a profile for a kit/soon-to-be apprentice)
Mosskit || Tom || 5 moons || kit A long-haired, dark grey tom with white feet and green eyes || Although Mosskit is technically average sized, his long fur and whiskers make him look much larger than he is. His dark grey coat is broken apart only by the symetrical white markings on his feet (which he prides himself on and keeps clean at all costs) and his eyes are a warm, inviting green - a feature that compliments his personality. Mosskit got his name from the fact that his pelt soaks up water like a sponge - much like the moss used to bring water to the elders and queens - and needless to say, swimming isn't his preferred leisure activity. || ||Mosskit has a friendly, kind, and relaxed personality - one that makes him easy to talk to and means he gets on relatively well with everyone. His favourite activities are napping in the sun and helping out around camp, and he's always aiming to please the cats around him. Maybe because of his relaxed nature, he tends to avoid confrontation and fighting, which can make him a bit of a push-over. He is also terrified of breaking rules or doing anything without permission. || || Mosskit's mother and father were both clan cats who died during the battle with the rogues, effectively leaving Mosskit alone in the clan|| {Fern}
|| Meadow || She-cat|| 8 moons || kittypet Meadow has a dappled pelt of dark brown, light brown, and white, and has the dark brown eyes to go with it. She also has a long, (potentially) elegant tail. || Meadow is just your average sized and proportioned cat - with medium length fur that leaves her a bit chilly in the colder months. Her coat is a dappled arrangement of white, dark brown, and light brown, and is always muddy or grassy from her latest adventure. Her tail is the only part of her that's slightly unusual, as it is longer than it should be and could give the impression of elegance and poise (if she didn't constantly have leaves sticking out of her fur). || || Meadow is a naturally curious and adventurous she-cat who loves exploring new places and getting herself into weird situations. She almost never backs down from a challenge, and is constantly looking for something to keep her entertained, making her a fun yet slightly restless and unpredictable cat to be around. Meadow loves to tease everyone and is often oblivious to personal boundaries - often not even realising when she's upset someone or made a mistake until she gets told off. She always means well - but sometimes she can be a little too much. Although she loves being around other cats, she is very picky about who she decides to trust completely and become real friends with. || || Meadow was adopted by her twoleg family after she was found alone on the street|| { Fern}
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 9:42:56 GMT -5
{Aww, poor little Mosskit
And welcome to the Clan, Fern!}
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Post by Fern on Jun 30, 2020 10:21:16 GMT -5
(Thanks! I'm happy to be here )
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Post by Tealraven on Jun 30, 2020 12:13:01 GMT -5
( Iβm so glad your kittyβs okay, prince <3 And welcome Fern! )
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Post by Fern on Jun 30, 2020 12:47:35 GMT -5
(Thanks Tealraven <3 Do you guys think I can jump in with the rping or is it best to wait until prince approves my characters?)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 13:08:39 GMT -5
{ Fern - You might want to wait for Prince in case there's some detail that needs to change. c: Also, highprince - Do you think Brightberry would technically be Mosskit's foster mother?}
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Post by Fern on Jun 30, 2020 13:28:58 GMT -5
(Okay cool I'll wait until he's back x)
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Post by highprince on Jun 30, 2020 13:56:26 GMT -5
(( Fern I love them both, theyβre adorable. Youβre good to start rpβing whenever ^^ @fallownose Yeah, it would make sense for Brightberry to foster him, considering she has similar aged kits))
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Post by Tealraven on Jun 30, 2020 13:59:25 GMT -5
( Timberheart's gonna be like "um honey,,, I don't remember having another child" xD how would you guys feel about having some rogues encounter a Clan cat or maybe a patrol? )
Stormchaser | In Camp with Snowheart // β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ Stormchaser's eyes widened in surprise. Really? Snowheart wanted to spend time with him, of all cats? He found that hard to believe. Most of his Clanmates tended to keep their distance from him, especially since the attack. He supposed it was for the best. He quickly slammed an icy mask down over his features, keeping his expression neutral. "Oh, sure," he replied nonchalantly, twitching an ear. "I was just on my way to get some breakfast anyway. What would you like?"
Lynx | White Waterfall with Bird // little blu β₯ Lynx shrugged. "Fair enough." She licked a paw and drew it over her ear, enjoying the combination of warm sunlight and a cool breeze on her pale fur. She lifted her head when Bird agreed to her request. She had mostly been joking, but she was always ready to try something new. "Oh, wait, really? Well, sure then! That would be great!"
She got to her paws, tail swaying behind her. That wasn't the reason she'd come out here, but she wasn't sure how Bird would react to her original plan. She considered it for a moment, then added, "Maybe later we could go check out the Clan cats' territory. Who knows? We might even meet one of them!"
For some reason, the rest of the rogues had been keeping their distance from the Clan, but whenever she asked why, she only got evasive non-answers. It was starting to frustrate her. What did they know that they didn't want her to know? She was new to the group, but so was Bird; she wondered if the other molly felt the same way.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 14:38:12 GMT -5
{"What are you talking about Timberheart, we've always had three kits!" XD Rogues meeting a patrol sounds good to me. Also, Tealraven - Completely off-topic, but you mentioned in Lynx's profile that she was open to a forbidden relationship. How would you feel about her and Swiftfox? I know that he's ten moons younger, which might be weird, so I could always add onto his age a little bit so he's still technically a 'young' warrior?}
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 30, 2020 14:41:11 GMT -5
Snowheart with Stormchaserβ{In camp}Snowheart pricked her ears as Stormchaser asked her what she preferred. Her heart quickened slightly, and blinked at him softly before responding with a soft meow. βIβm very fond of the taste of squirrel, if you can find one. But I donβt mind what I have.β She stood, stretching her long legs, her tail brushing behind her. She gave her chest a quick lick, her tongue running along the heart shape on her chest. βI know youβve preferred to be alone, Stormchaser...β She paused for a moment, her deep blue eyes, searching his. She was hesitant to continue, afraid to anger the Tom. Finally she reached her nose towards him, to touch his shoulder. βBut Iβd like a chance to show you that you donβt have to push everyone away. If youβd give it to me.β
{Tealraven}
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jun 30, 2020 14:56:21 GMT -5
{I think itβd be fun to have the rogues meet a patrol. Have some action. }
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Post by highprince on Jun 30, 2020 14:59:02 GMT -5
((Maybe one of the patrols being sent out can encounter the rogues? It would certainly be interesting cx))
Roestar with Dawnchill and Nightflower || Camp
Roestar thought for a moment, trying to figure out how she would've organized the patrols if she had been deputy. It would be most convenient to have a patrol double as both a hunting and border patrol, but there wasn't much prey near the Wasted Scar, where the border patrol would be most needed. "Send a small group to go check the border, but we need most of our attention focused towards making sure our clanmates are fed. Starvation is more dangerous than rogues."
With that said, she turned her attention to Nightflower, who had sat down by them. Worry bubbled in her stomach - what would be so wrong that she needed to ask her about? "Is something wrong, Nightflower?" Roestar asked, trying not to let any of that concern show in her voice.
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Russetpaw with Frostrose || Spruce Forest
Russetpaw beamed when his mentor accepted his suggestion. He wasn't exactly the best at battling, but he was more than excited to be able to work with who he considered to be his best friend. He didn't know if Elkpaw felt the same way, but he put the other apprentice up on such a pedestal that he didn't even really notice.
Russetpaw purred at the suggestion of a race. "I'll beat you for sure - you're practically an elder!" The young apprentice teased, whiskers twitching in amusement. He crouched down slightly, ready to take off whenever their little race started.
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Moosekit with Larchkit || Camp
Moosekit investigated the freshkill closely, as if this decision was the most important one he and his sister would ever have to make. There were two new pieces of freshkill, and he couldn't decide which one was the best one. It came down to Thrushflight's squirrel or Swiftfox's vole. He squinted at both of them, looking at his sister. "What kind does mom like?" He asked, trying to remember but coming up blank.
Thrushflight with Swiftfox || Camp
Thrushflight stretched and yawned, watching her clanmates. Moosekit and Larchkit were investigating the freshkill pile - obviously going to pick her squirrel - while their parents had a conversation; Nightflower, Roestar, and Dawnchill were all together - that was never good; and her brother was nowhere to be seen. She saw Swiftfox retreating to the warriors den and decided to follow after him. She wouldn't let him catch a break that easily.
"Hey, Swift!" She called after him, walking quickly across camp so she could catch up with him. The two were rather similar, so she found herself bothering him often. He was more entertaining than most of her gruff clanmates, after all. "You think you can run away without even saying hi to me?"
@fallownose
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Post by Tealraven on Jun 30, 2020 15:49:36 GMT -5
( @fallownose - sure, we could try it and see how it goes! I kind of made Lynx with the intention of her eventually joining the Clan anyway. It would be interesting if her incentive for doing so was a secret boyfriend x) actually, now that I think about it, Swiftfox could be on the patrol that encounters the rogues :0 what do you think, highprince ? )
Stormchaser | In Camp with Snowheart // β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ The smoky colored tom nodded and padded over to the freshkill pile, contemplating his options. A few steps away from him, two kits were doing the same, eagerly nosing through the choices. The little tom reached out and prodded a vole, turning it over and eyeing it closely. He exchanged a glance with a sister, he face dramatically serious, and Stormchaser almost laughed. He smiled in spite of himself, bending down to pick up a fresh squirrel.
He returned to Snowheart, dropping it on the grass in front of her and settling a few paces away from her. "One squirrel, as requested." He sat with one ear angled toward her, careful not to brush her side.
After a moment, she said quietly, βI know youβve preferred to be alone, Stormchaser...β
"Mmh," he grunted noncommittally, eyes fixed on the squirrel. Then, gently, she reached out and touched his shoulder with her nose. He jumped involuntarily, not used to being touched by other cats. He was startled into meeting the black molly's gaze, and he found her looking at him intently, as though she were trying to figure him out.
"Iβd like a chance to show you that you donβt have to push everyone away. If youβd give it to me,β she offered.
He blinked, unsure of how to respond. "That's... kind of you, Snowheart," he said eventually. Changing the subject before the silence could become awkward, he tilted his head at the squirrel. "You can go ahead and have the first bite. If you want."
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Post by Fern on Jun 30, 2020 15:58:28 GMT -5
( highprince Ooo and then maybe the patrol cats can meet Meadow for the first time? c: Alright I'm gonna give this a go - haven't done this in years so here's to hoping it isn't horribly awkward) Mosskit || with Larchkit and Moosekit || camp Mosskit slowly opened his eyes as the low chatter of the camp roused him from his nap. He had been sleeping in a quiet bit of sun for most of the morning - having vaguely unsettling dreams about swimming in the pool at the bottom of the White Waterfall - and now his stomach was growling with disapproval. Looking around, he saw Moosekit and Larchkit peering at the fresh-kill pile and looking mildly confused, and decided to go join them. Stretching his limbs, he yawned loudly and trotted up to the pair, 'Hey guys' he purred softly, 'what are you doing?'.
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Post by Fern on Jun 30, 2020 17:19:32 GMT -5
(Oh also highprince, I was reading through the descriptions of some of the cats and noticed that there's a lot more Toms than she-cats at the moment. If you want I could change mosskit to a girl xx)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2020 17:27:59 GMT -5
{Maybe Bird and Lynx (and Breeze and Hail, if they end up going) could run into the Clan cats by the lake, since they're already at the waterfall?}
Breeze // in rogue camp // with Hail
Breeze had to stifle a laugh at her brother's blatant disrespect of their mother. Despite the cool and uninterested facade she tended to put on, Hail was the only one who could make her feel anything. He was the only cat she felt any ounce of love for, and Breeze knew she'd fight an army of badgers to protect him. She licked her jaws at the thought of squirrels, but felt her tail droop a little as Hail brought up his old injury. Mouse-dung, how could I have forgotten? Hail still seemed such a lively young tom that she often forgot about his limp. "Well then," Breeze started thoughtfully, thinking of another way to pass the time, "how about fishing by the waterfall instead of catching squirrels? As far as I know, that only requires one of your legs," she teased, prodding him in the side.
Swiftfox // in the clearing // with Thrushflight
Swiftfox turned on his heels as the gray she-cat called out to him. Inwardly, he couldn't help sighing. "Who says I was running away?" he countered lightly, flicking her ear with his tail. He really didn't mean to lead Thrushflight on - but, he had to admit, it felt good to have a she-cat padding after him. He could scent the forest on her fur, as if she had just been out hunting. Suddenly, he became self-concious, hoping she couldn't smell the slightly acrid smell of the Wasted Scar on his own fur. Fox-dung! he thought, bending his head to give his chest fur an anxious lick. Why didn't I think of that earlier? "Out hunting, hm?" Swiftfox asked quickly, masking the small waver in his voice as expertly as he could. "So was I. Pretty tiring, if I say so myself. Speaking of which, I was just planning to go take a nap," he said, glancing over his shoulder at the warrior's den. "Perhaps we can talk later?" Swiftfox's tail twitched as he waited for her reply, wanting desperately to escape to his nest in the quickly emptying warrior's den where he could lick all the smoky smell off his fur, away from prying eyes. But he knew that if he seemed too hurried she might catch onto him, and then he would be in even bigger trouble. If Roestar found out, she would never let him leave camp alone again. Then what would my parents think of me? he wondered with a gulp.
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Post by highprince on Jun 30, 2020 17:55:32 GMT -5
((Fern It's fine if you want to keep Mosskit a tom, though I'd prefer if any later cats made leaned more towards she-cats. And now that you mention it, I think I'm going to put a counter on the top of allegiances to make it clearer.))
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Post by Fern on Jul 1, 2020 4:32:18 GMT -5
(That's alright, I originally wrote Mosskit as a she-cat anyways so I don't mind changing x)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2020 11:37:52 GMT -5
{Good morning, everyone!}
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 1, 2020 11:48:21 GMT -5
( morning! how is everyone today? )
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