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Post by Zz on Oct 22, 2020 11:07:23 GMT -5
FalconwingOkee. Changed it to him being abandoned at 2 moons old))
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Post by Zz on Oct 22, 2020 11:12:18 GMT -5
Are we still doing the time skip??))
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 22, 2020 11:15:01 GMT -5
Are we still doing the time skip??)) Yeah I was waiting till everyone finished up with there new characters before doing it.
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Post by Zz on Oct 22, 2020 11:16:12 GMT -5
okee. Can they find my unnamed bab shortly after getting there? I was thinking he ends up bonding with Whitewisp and seeing her as his mother and she's the one who comes up with a name for him?))
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 22, 2020 11:33:24 GMT -5
Oh my gersh yasssss! That would be so adorable! Did you have a name in mind for him that you wanted her to use? Or do you want me to come up with a couple options?
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Post by Zz on Oct 22, 2020 12:20:14 GMT -5
Let's both come up wit some ideas))
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 22, 2020 12:22:51 GMT -5
(Oooo! I noticed that Viper is Scratch’s daughter, do you think it would be ok if Jackie was his half daughter of another mother? And she was in the group of cats for a while but broke out because she couldn’t take their brutal ways?
Also as an aside I’m sorry I didn’t get a response out yet! I’ve been swamped with work and swamped at home, but I’ll try to be on this afternoon! ^^)
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Post by fire on Oct 22, 2020 17:06:53 GMT -5
Thorn Rogue | 32 moons
Best friend of Scratch's. They were raised together and grew up on the streets of City Park. However, throughout the events they experienced, Scratch wanted more strength, and Thorn supported him because he believed strength was useful when living on the streets and because Scratch is his best friend. However, Scratch became obsessed, and began becoming a merciless cat. Thorn followed at first because he figured he would be protected and they could protect others, but thinks that Scratch's methods are wrong. He wants his friend to realize that strength isn't all there is to life.
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Post by fire on Oct 22, 2020 17:07:26 GMT -5
I added to Scratch and Thorn's backstory if that's ok with you Falconwing and I figured Thorn could act as a spy
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Post by Zz on Oct 22, 2020 19:15:15 GMT -5
Can I claim one of Whitewisp's future kits? I wanna name it Squirtkit))
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 22, 2020 19:29:42 GMT -5
Zz okay! I'll start thinking of names for lil boy and sorry I've already have the kits for Whitewhisp named. Honeykit(paw/sting) (F), Sandkit(paw/scratch) (M), Gingerkit(paw/splash) (F) fire the backstory for Thorn sounds great, just add atleast a short physical description and personality then I will accept him. 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ oh I love the idea of Viper having a half sister! Do you want them to have a strong relationship or a strained one due to their father?
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 22, 2020 19:31:17 GMT -5
《Ima try and type up the time skip tonight if not I'll have it posted for sure first thing in the morning The time skip will be 1 weeks duration.》
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Post by fire on Oct 22, 2020 19:46:19 GMT -5
Thorn Rogue | 32 moons
Light brown tom with green eyes. He's tall but skinny, but is quick in a fight. He's friendly, but can seem intimidating and ruthless to outsiders. Secretly, he's worried and anxious that he's not doing the right thing, but is loyal to Scratch.
Best friend of Scratch's. They were raised together and grew up on the streets of City Park. However, throughout the events they experienced, Scratch wanted more strength, and Thorn supported him because he believed strength was useful when living on the streets and because Scratch is his best friend. However, Scratch became obsessed, and began becoming a merciless cat. Thorn followed at first because he figured he would be protected and they could protect others, but thinks that Scratch's methods are wrong. He wants his friend to realize that strength isn't all there is to life.
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Post by Zz on Oct 22, 2020 20:07:38 GMT -5
Ten maybe he unnamed kit could be Squirtkit?))
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Oct 22, 2020 20:19:08 GMT -5
(Maybe a previously strong relationship when they were younger, but then something happened that caused the two of them to split. Maybe something like Scratch having to order Jackie’s mother to be killed because she was either sick/disloyal? And it seemed like the right thing to do, but Jackie still flips out because you can’t just go around killin’ people’s moms! XD Or somethin’ like that!)
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 23, 2020 10:56:16 GMT -5
《Alrighty! Let's do this 》 ☆☆☆ TIME SKIP ☆☆☆ • Duration - 1 Week • Season - Leafbare • Weather - Cold with partly cloudy skys. Moderate wind chill. Frosty mornings, and freezing temps come night time. ● Pinewhisker With cold throbbing paws the red tom took a second to flex warm blood back into his paws. The ground underfoot was still frozen as the sun had yet to rise, but the pink glow in the distance promised that it would be long. Clamped tightly in his jaws was the warm limp form of a brown hare and a plump field mouse. Today was the day that him and the rest of his group moved on. As comfortable as they had become at the barn in the past week, it was not home. They all longed to find territory and make it their own, and if they wanted to find it before they entered into the depth of leafbare they would need to move on. It didn't take long and his paws had warmed up enough to keep on. Bounding back across the frosted moorland to the barn the russet warrior didn't hesitate to enter. Once inside he gave his pelt a shake fluffing up his fur welcoming the warmer climate the barn had to offer. Padding over to where everyone had made their nests Pinewhisker dropped the hare and trotted over to where Brighttail was curled up tightly. Settling down next to her, the shecats sweet scent and warmth was so welcoming that a deep purr began to rumble forth. "I caught us a mouse." He mewed placing it at her paws before begining to groom the black and white mollys pelt. ●Whitewhisp Curled up tightly on the opposite side of the fluffy kits that lay suckling against Frecklewinds belly, Whitewhisp slept soundly. In the week that had past the white warrior had plumped out a bit, partially from being pregnant and partially from all the plump mice that also resided in the barn. It was the scent of hare that caused her to awaken. Pulling away from Frecklewind and the kits Whitewhisp gave a luxurious stretch looking about her. Her yellow eyes managed to catch sight of Pinewhisker settle back into his nest with Brighttail. He must have left the barn to hunt, the scents of the grassy moorlands clung to his pelt. The hare that he had placed near by was huge! Enough to feed and fill up atleast three warriors. As enticing as it was the queen stayed where she was and began to groom her pelt. Today was the day they had planned to leave, and she was excited to move on and explore what lay beyond the barn.
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 23, 2020 14:29:12 GMT -5
Not sure if I will need to use them but just incase... I introduce to you..... Scratch, Bone & Jigsaw Scratch Tom || 52 Moons || Leader of City Park Rogues • Golden tabby tom, with amber eyes. Has unusually long claws. • Sadistic and selfish tomcat who wants nothing but to further his reign, rule, and reputation. Bone Tom || 49 Moons || Scratch Loyalist • Bulky white tomcat with a marred face and left shoulder, with bright yellow eyes. Jigsaw mate. • Not the smarter cat and he knows it which is probably why he is well suited to being a follower. Lacks leadership qualities, and gives his absolute loyalty to Scratch who saved him from a twoleg. Will do anything and everything for him. Jigsaw Shecat || 46 Moons || Scratch Loyalist • Scarred white and blue seal tipped she at with pale blue eyes. Bones mate. • Manipulative and quick witted be sure to watch your back around this molly. She admires strength above all else and wholly believes in Scratches way of life.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2020 21:35:53 GMT -5
(hey, might be absent rest of today and maybe tomorrow. nothing serious, pokemon dlc just dropped and ill have a hard time focusing on roleplaying)
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Robinbreeze
On vacation till the 27th. Will work on replies when I get back.
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Post by Robinbreeze on Oct 24, 2020 8:58:54 GMT -5
Name - Sakura Age - 24 moons Rank - Rogue
Physical Description - Sakura is a pale gray she-cat with snowy white paws. White stripes cover her lower back and tail and her eyes are a deep ocean blue. Her right ear is sliced and a long scar runs down her left side.
History - A little while after Sakura was born, her mother, Raven, died from blood loss. At 8 moons old, her father, Wind, was murdered by badgers in an attempt to save Sakura. One of the badgers gave her the long scar. She wandered the forest alone, finding a habit of messing with any cat that crossed her path. She enjoyed sinking her claws into anything she could find and she wanted to be known and feared. Soon though, she noticed a group of cats that was passing through her forest and decided to check them out. She’s been following them on their journey, hoping to sink her claws into many of their pelts.
(I hope this is okay and I hope your good with me only having a rogue. Also, is the clan still journeying or have they found their home. I haven’t read the entire forum yet.)
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Post by fire on Oct 24, 2020 11:52:54 GMT -5
Hey, a new person! The Clan is still journeying, they started a week ago irp
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 24, 2020 17:53:21 GMT -5
Robinbreeze The clan cats are still journeying, however they are no longer in the forest. They are currently on the edge of a moor in a barn. From the barn they will being to travel through neighborhoods and into the city. The plan is for them to cut straight through the twoleg place and onward into dark dense forest, known as the Black Wood. Past the dark forest is where I plan for them to settle. Your character would be ideal for the Black Wood! However that is still a ways off, would you be interested in making a character for them to run into in the city?
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 24, 2020 18:06:17 GMT -5
Okay sounds good to me
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Post by Falconwing on Oct 25, 2020 21:00:56 GMT -5
Name - Zina Age - 19 moons Rank - Loner Physical Description - Zina is a jet black she-cat with pale green eyes. One claw is missing from her front right paw and a thin scar drapes over her nose. History - Zina was born in the city to Rock and Orca. She left both of her parents when she was about 12 moons old to explore the city on her own. She makes friends with many of the cats she meets, but hasn’t found a good place to settle down yet in the city. She enjoys walking along the thunderpaths at night and sometimes she even leaves the city for short periods of time. Currently, her home is in an alleyway close to edge of the city. Awe shes a cutie pie! Accepted
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Post by Zz on Oct 25, 2020 22:14:08 GMT -5
Frecklewind woke slowly, her eyes opening just a bit so she could adjust to the light. The queen felt movement by her side and finally sat up, glancing down to see her two sons wrestling as best they could beside her. Their eyes had opened just the other day and they already had so much strength.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2020 10:42:42 GMT -5
Fogstripe, Galepaw, Brighttail
Brighttail stirred slightly, raising her head at the scent of fresh-kill and the warmth of Pinewhisker’s body as he settled down next to her and started grooming her thick fur. She stretched as she sat up, mewing a quiet thanks as she took a small bite. she hadn’t had much of an apetite since Redwolf’s death, but had made sure to keep functioning as usual- hunting, grooming, sleeping... and, of course, keeping an eye out for any intruders.
Fogstripe had been helping with that particular job, often perched somewhere high up in the barn and staring at the trees obsessively, then assuring her as he came back down for the night that he’d seen nothing. She appreciated the gesture- from her first impressions, she had not expected a cat like him to exhibit any form of compassion, or even pity.
Galepaw had carried on as normal- following Pinewhisker around, practicing his hunting and often carrying his catch proudly to Whitewisp and Frecklewind. She hadn’t seen Pinewhisker instructing any battle training, but she saw the small white tom alone, sometimes, practicing his swipes and bites. She felt vaguely unsettled- knowing how to defend yourself was practical, but Galepaw was young, and they had come this far to get away from battle.
Still, there was always comfort in any routine. When Pinewhisker had awoken her, she had subconciously glanced up, registering Fogstripe perched among the hay bales, and she could hear the small thumps of Galepaw’s feet as he practiced. It was a bit disappointing to her that they’d be leaving already, but she knew they couldn’t live here forever. Still, the barn was comfortable, and the cats living here were nice. It was a shame to leave them behind.
“... Do you think any of them would want to come?” She suddenly blurted out, her thoughts verbalizing. She hardly felt she needed to clarify.
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