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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jul 2, 2020 18:26:54 GMT -5
{ Fern, I have a loner thatβs wondering around, if you want to interact with her with one of your cats.?}
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jul 2, 2020 18:29:48 GMT -5
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 Fern on Jul 2, 2020 18:59:20 GMT -5
(Yeah of course, I'll do it tomorrow though cause its getting quite late over here xx)
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jul 2, 2020 19:07:47 GMT -5
{Sounds good! Have a good night!}
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 2, 2020 20:01:44 GMT -5
( hey all! I'll try to get some replies up tomorrow ^^ )
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Post by highprince on Jul 2, 2020 20:35:18 GMT -5
( Fern They both look great! I think Iβll give Mothpaw to Dawnchill, if thatβs okay with you and blu ^^ Also Iβm thinking about making a cat that left the clan to join the rogue group, possibly someoneβs mother?)
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jul 2, 2020 20:42:32 GMT -5
{I was almost thinking about making another character for the rogue group too! But I hadnβt decided yet.}
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 2, 2020 20:43:31 GMT -5
( I think I am going to make more cats anyway... Save me from myself. I wanna... I'm fine with that, btw! ^^ Dawnchill would make an interesting mentor ~ I almost said you could make Nettle's mom and she faked her own death or some crap. xD Elk has a mom, I forgot to mention it, but his parents are alive, just split up and no longer together. )
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Post by highprince on Jul 3, 2020 1:20:42 GMT -5
(little blu β₯ Come join me in new character hell cx Is it possible that she could be Elkpaw's mother, then? Like, maybe she wasn't very active after he was born and his father had to do a lot of the raising him, until they split up and she eventually went to go join the rogues?)
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Post by Fern on Jul 3, 2020 6:47:10 GMT -5
( highprince sounds good to me Mothpaw gets the deputy!!!) Goldenstripe || meeting Lilac || Great pine Her mouth and nose having filled completely with the smell of the mouse she was carrying, Goldenstripe padded softly through the forest, her footsteps muffled by the carpet of pine needles covering the floor. With her senses already confused, and her thoughts preoccupied with worrying about the upcoming leaf-bare, the presence of the loner, sitting unbothered at the base of the Great Pine, barely registered with the cream-coloured she-cat until she was just about to walk into the clearing. Goldenstripe's brow furrowed in confusion, what type of prey is that..? she thought to herself as she dropped the mouse onto the grass. Crouching down, she fixed her eyes to the animal and hoped it hadn't smelt her yet; Prey of that size could feed half the clan, she thought longingly, her tail twitching in anticipation as her mouth and nose recovered from being overpowered by the smell of the mouse. The appearance of a tail, brushing happily along the floor, and the sudden unfamiliar scent of cat brought her starkly back to her senses. Her excitement at catching prey turned to unrestrained anger at the thought of the rogues being this close to camp. How dare they come here?! she thought as the fur on the back of her neck started to rise, I'll show them what a real Pineclan cat can do!. Letting out a snarl and jumping into the clearing, the she-cat unseathed her claws, ready to fight, ' Get out of here, rouge scum!' she spit out, her anger making it hard for her to speak.
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 11:56:54 GMT -5
( Fine, new characters are on their way. Good have mercy on our souls, Prince. That sounds perfect to me. There seem to be a few absentee dads running around so Elkpaw is one of lucky ones who is probably very close to his father. )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2020 12:01:16 GMT -5
{I've been thinking of making new characters too (sounds like it's contagious cx), but I could make Elkpaw's father if no one else planned to?}
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 12:04:29 GMT -5
( No, not you too Fallow! Save yourself! On a different note, go for it, that would be adorable! c: )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2020 13:13:14 GMT -5
{I hope it's okay that I made him Roestar's brother c:}
Shadowfur || Tom || 45 moons || Warrior A very dark brown, almost black, tom with yellow eyes. Shadowfur's deep brown-black pelt practically allows him to melt into shadows like his name implies. His narrow yellow eyes are flecked with amber, and he has short tufts on each of his ears. Both ears are nicked in multiple places, and a few scars remain on his flanks from the rogue battle. || Because of his dark fur, Shadowfur has become an excellent night hunter, often going out for prey at moonhigh. He sometimes holds night-hunting sessions to teach the apprentices how to move along the shadows and hunt as effectively at night as they do during the day. || Shadowfur is a fairly reasonable, patient tom. He's often seen as the mediator of the Clan, and tries to help others get along as best he can. This is mostly in the hopes that he can make up for his failed relationship with Elkpaw's mother; he still regrets not fighting harder to make their relationship work. Since his mate left the Clan to be with the rogues, Shadowfur has become determined to grow close to Elkpaw and be as present in his son's life as possible. Shadowfur is painfully aware of the mistakes he has made with their family, and hopes to leave those mistakes behind him. || Shadowfur is Elkpaw's father, and Roestar's brother. His mediator personality made him a popular choice for deputy, so it was quite a surprise when Dawnchill was chosen for the deputyship over him. However, Shadowfur has no desire to be leader one day, so it was a relief for him. {fallownose}
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Post by Fern on Jul 3, 2020 13:18:46 GMT -5
(@fallownose aw Shadowfur and Elkpaw are gonna be such an adorable pair π₯°π₯°)
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Post by highprince on Jul 3, 2020 13:50:39 GMT -5
(Oh, I love him already. Also Russetpaw and Elkpaw being cousins now is adorable cx )
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 14:10:41 GMT -5
Wildpaw || She-cat || 15 moons || Apprentice A fluffy dilute calico she-cat with bright orange eyes.
Named for her wild, fluffy fur that is constantly sticking up like she was just struck by lightning. Her pelt is covered in pale copper and gray patches. The dark gray spots have dark tabby stripes blended into them. She has bright orange colored eyes. This molly is small and on the rounder side of the spectrum. Her legs are short and make it difficult to run or climb as efficiently as some of her other clan mates. || Wildpaw is a brave young feline who tries to never let fear get the best of her. She's always the first to try new things and push herself out of her comfort zone, if only for the chance to experience life to the fullest. Lively and bright, it's hard to get the molly to sit still. Always on the move, it can get irritating to her clan mates that she never slows down or seems to take a second to just relax. Wildpaw has a rough time with thinking through her actions, as she is incredibly impulsive. The feline often acts on her gut feelings and follows her heart above all else, which can get her into some trouble - literally or emotionally. || Wildpaw was born into the clan to a fierce molly named Squirrelbite. Her mother fought valiantly against the rogues and ended up losing her life, and Wildpaw admires her mother for her sacrifice and aspires to be just like her. || Open to other family. c: {little blu β₯}
Tawnycloud || She-cat || 42 moons || Warrior
A soft white molly with varied ginger spots and tail-tip.
She's rather slender, with long legs and an angular face with tall, sharply tipped ears. Tawnycloud's pelt is medium length, long enough to keep her warm but not fluffy. White is her main color, as it covers the majority of her agile form. Ginger patches interrupt the clean color, varying in intensity and size. Darker more tawny patches tend to be more common on her back and legs while lighter spots are seen on her face, tail, and around her elbows. Her tail-tip is a dark russet as are the toes of her right hind paw. The molly has a pair of bright blue eyes. || Tawnycloud is a mother, through and through. She has a loving nature and she often feels the need to nurture everyone around her. Her heart is overflowing with generosity but she has the capacity to dole out some tough love and sternness when it is necessary. Tawnycloud loves gossip and is often nosy, butting in where she isn't necessarily always wanted. She can also be quite stubborn when it comes to her duties, taking all her tasks very seriously. She doesn't really appreciate help, though she's always eager to give it. || Born into the clan to Aspenfur and his mate, Mothfern. Tawnycloud grew up quite averagely and was close to her parents and was devastated when they passed away. Mothfern died of illness and Aspenfur passed due to old age. She named her daughter after her mother. Tawnycloud blames herself for Beetlepaw's injury and still feels guilt over it to this day. || Her mate could be alive or dead, depends. {little blu β₯}
Lightningstreak || Tom || 28 moons || Warrior
Muscular black tom with a jagged streak of white on both his sides.
Lightningstreak is a muscular tom, with broad shoulders, powerful paws and thick tail. His fur is pitch black and silky to the touch, which takes some work to maintain. On either flank he has two jagged white stripes, which are likely where his name stems from. His ears are also tipped in white while his paws are actually a dark russet. He has dark amber eyes with flecks of green towards his pupil. || Lightningstreak is a tom who has quite the temper, which often gets him labeled grumpy or just plain rude. He can definitely come off as snappy when he chooses to. Loyal to his family above his clan, he would move mountains for them within a heartbeat. Lightningstreak enjoys quiet moments spent alone and is often found by himself, just relaxing in the peace. Females that aren't his sister fluster him and make him feel super nervous, which usually ends with him putting his foot in his mouth. || He was born to Duskmeadow and Talonclaw. He had always been closer to his father than his mother but Lightningstreak was still devastated when his mother died. He admires his sister for taking on such an important role in the clan and is very proud of her. || Has a crush on Thrushflight. {little blu β₯}
( Lightning is a wip, I'll get to finishing him soon... /sitting in corner of shame/ I am a bad Blu. I only meant to make two, I swear. Also, Dapple is reborn, Prince. I only got to rp her for a short time in CC so I figured maybe she'd have a longer life here... )
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 14:12:02 GMT -5
( Dang. lowkey was going to have Elk crush on Russet Oh well! xD I think I might delete Bumble... maybe Wild too? That way it's more manageable. xD )
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 3, 2020 14:23:18 GMT -5
Stormchaser | In Camp with Snowheart // β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ Stormchaser quietly waited his turn, then bent down to take a bite from the squirrel. He felt Snowheart's gentle eyes on him and glanced sideways at her, chewing slowly. She thanked him for offering to share, then paused, tucking her tail in close to her side and tilting her head.
He listened patiently as the molly expressed her regrets. Her blue eyes darkened with self doubt, and he felt a twinge of sympathy for her. He had been one of those cats who was shocked to hear the news that she'd left the Clan -- and for what? To live with lawless rogues? What could she have possibly seen in them?
Stormchaser was deeply loyal to PineClan, perhaps to a fault. He could never imagine his life any differently. Now, since he'd lost his mother, being a good warrior was the only thing that mattered to him anymore. It was the only way he could feel useful.
He said none of this aloud, of course. Snowheart seemed genuinely sad about the decision she'd made, but she was right; it would probably be a while before her Clanmates could fully trust her again. Sometimes he felt that way, too. "No, it's okay..." He smiled quietly at her. "I don't mind. There's not much I'm good for, but I can listen." He twitched his ears in amusement. "I'm not exactly the best cat to go to for advice about fitting in, though." He swallowed, took another bite of the squirrel, and passed it back to her.
Lynx | White Waterfall with Bird // little blu β₯ Lynx blinked in surprise, eyes rounded. She was momentarily taken aback by the unfriendly tone in Bird's words. She studied the spotted molly closely, but Bird averted her gaze to the water beside them, looking slightly defensive. "If you fall in, I can fish you out," she teased, laughing lightly at herself, or perhaps at the idea of having to pull Lynx out of the water by her tail. She flashed Lynx a half smile.
Insecure, Lynx observed, her tail swishing thoughtfully. She racked her brain for what little details she could remember about the other rogue. She's been with the rogues a little longer than me, but not long. Lynx tilted her head, recalling the few times she'd encountered Bird interacting with the other rogues in the group. Prides herself on being self-reliant, but relies on social interaction more than she'd like to admit. Lynx could relate to that; she'd never liked being alone for long.
With another shrug, the siamese molly decided not to take Bird's snarky comment too seriously. She crouched down and slinked up to the water's edge, her belly brushing the grass. Her ears flicked forward as she scanned the ripples intently for the shadow of a fish. A glint of silver caught her eye and she tensed, ready to strike. Behind her, Bird was considering Lynx's offer to go check out the Clan cats. Lynx nearly toppled forward when Bird agreed.
She leaped to her paws, eyes sparkling. "Really?" She bounced forward, an excited grin spreading across her muzzle. "Awesome! I knew you were different from the others," she added mischievously. "Should we go right now?"
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Post by highprince on Jul 3, 2020 14:28:34 GMT -5
((Dapple absolutely deserves another chance to be everyone's mom and poor Bumble and Wild, snapped before they even got a chance lol))
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Post by β₯ππ―π¬π°π±βπ¬π°π’β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 14:31:09 GMT -5
{Iβll try to respond at some point today, you guys! I hope everyone has been well.}
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 3, 2020 14:32:24 GMT -5
( yo once Timberheart's free I could have him take Elk out for some training :> maybe they could catch up to Frost and Russet or something )
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 14:36:04 GMT -5
( My thoughts exactly! c: I might keep them... is ten cats too much? Guys, I might need to go to some sort of meeting, I have a problem... )
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Post by highprince on Jul 3, 2020 14:46:56 GMT -5
(Ten cats is.....definitely a lot lmao
Also I got around to making Dovewhisper - she's far from the best mom, sorry Elk)
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 3, 2020 14:51:49 GMT -5
( how... just how? how can you have so many characters? I admire people who can handle more than 5 at a time, lol. I mostly have the same characters that I just cycle through and adjust based on the roleplay )
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 14:57:36 GMT -5
( Oh god, at least Elk was a single child. cx I think I might say Bumble was the oldest kit who died, since I mentioned that Larchkit was the middle child. They adopted Mosskit to fill the void lol. I'm gonna keep Wild, I like her too much. Nine cats is fine. I might have to kill off one... or a few. /evil laughter/ )
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Post by little blu β₯ on Jul 3, 2020 14:59:01 GMT -5
( Lol, Teal, honestly I just love making characters. Even when I can barely keep up with them. I have an addiction. xD )
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Post by Tealraven on Jul 3, 2020 15:01:10 GMT -5
( one of these days I need to make a character for the sole reason of getting to kill them off. muahaha. )
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Post by Fern on Jul 3, 2020 15:05:09 GMT -5
(God have mercy on your poor characters ππ they didn't want this fate ^^)
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