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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Nov 24, 2020 2:34:26 GMT -5
{ smellytoeshehe I'm sorry this is so late but I would love to to with you! Let me see who would fit best with those characters you gave me. }
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Nov 24, 2020 5:44:07 GMT -5
((No worries! Take your time!))
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Nov 24, 2020 16:13:59 GMT -5
{ We could rp Marhseye and Littleleaf or Tigerfern. I was thinking one of them could have an interesting friendship with him. }
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Nov 24, 2020 17:28:45 GMT -5
((That would be cute! Iβm fine with either one being friends with Marsheye so Iβll let you choose. Iβll post a starter)) Marsheye | Outside the Warriorβs Den | Either Littleleaf or Tigerfern (β‘ Bun β‘ )Marsheye padded towards the outside of the warriors den, hoping that the fresh air would wash his drowsiness away. Finally he could join patrols again, after being confined to the den due to a surprise infection on his right eye.. His paws itched to just run wild into the forests, yearning to hearing the leaves chatter and the splashing of the streams and rivers. However he certainly didnβt look like he was excited, holding the same grumpy expression on his face as his tail sub-consciously slapped against the ground.
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Nov 24, 2020 19:03:20 GMT -5
Littleleaf - Camp - Mid-day Littleleaf just so happen to be passing the warrior dens when Marsheye emerged, the gingerish grey tom had been carrying quite a plump fish in his jaws but dropped it suddenly when he came into contact with something soft but hard, he shook his head and looked up at what he ran into, realizing it was Marsheye. He quickly spoke with an apologetic tone, "Oh I'm sorry Marsheye, I wasn't watching where I was going." littleleaf had always been quite clumsy and it was an aspect of myself he didn't particularly like. He looked at his fish and then back to the dark tom, his cheerful self returning. "Would you perhaps like to share this fish with me?" He chirped, swaying his tail in a happy manner.
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Nov 24, 2020 23:00:13 GMT -5
Marsheye | Outside the Warriors Den | Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘ )Marsheye didnβt even budge when a tom had bumped into him and turned towards the tom, looking down on him with hard eyes. However, his eyes softened when he realised it was just Littleleaf. Just by a little bit thoughβit was hard to tell. Marsheye was usually wary of everyone, always thinking everyone seemed to have an ulterior motive and looking down on him and his blind eye. But he seemed to have placed at least some trust into Littleleaf, choosing to believe that the tom had only bumped into him by accident. He flicked his tail. βYes I would like to.β He nodded, glad at least someone wanted to talk and share with him. βThanks.β
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Post by πππ₯ on Nov 25, 2020 16:20:50 GMT -5
Fogclan Camp - Ravenshade followed the warrior out of the den, sharing her same enthusiasm for the hunt but not showing it outwardly. She brushed past the ferns out of the den and into the main camp, head and tail held high with a slight air of superiority about her. The she-cat walked with a strut, her carefully groomed dark fur swishing along her frame.
Ravenshade looked around camp with Frostsplash, only offering up a small shrug in reply to her companion. "Not necessarily." She responded, whiskers twitching as she observed her fellow warriors gathered in the camp. "It's always been my belief that the smaller the hunting party, the better," She mused, a glint of amusement in her eyes. "We don't want to scare off that salmon of ours." She purred.
Fogclan Camp - Shirkestar had been sitting, waiting for Caribouflight's return with his brother impatiently, her small white paws kneading into the ground and sending stones skittering along the riverbed. Her ears had swiveled in the direction of the nursery when she had heard Sleetstorm's yowl-"I think the kits are coming!" However, the news of her sister's kitting didn't bring the leader to her feet. In fact, she showed no outward signs that she had even heard Sleetstorm. Whistlestrom's litter didn't interest Shrikestar anymore than any other queens would... it would be good to have fresh faces in the nursery, surely, but Shrikestar had no interest in sharing in the family affair. The sooner she and the patrol could be out in the territory, the better.
The molly breathed a small sigh of relief when Condorshadow approached, nodding to the warrior in a sign of silent respect. "About time," She muttered coolly, her orange eyes squinted into half moons. "Shall we be off?" Shrikestar suggested, getting to her paws swiftly and waving her tail towards the camp entrance. "I'm sure Caribouflight is close behind you, and I have no interest in waiting for him to round up sleepy-eyed apprentice and convince them to do their duty to the clan," She snorted, a bit disdainfully. The leader preferred to always see her clan in a bustle, every cat with a job to do. However, the fact that this wasn't the case was likely a fault of her own, having yet to appoint a deputy. Yet this wasn't something Shrikestar would awknowledge. "Besides, you're who I'd like to speak with anyway."
π Rainfeather starter with Eveningcloud [ β‘ Bun β‘ ] Fogclan Camp - Rainfeather had been kicked awake by a flurry of tiny paws from inside her swollen belly, much to her dismay. The queen was tired, heavily-pregnant as she was, it had been difficult to get comfortable in her nest at night with her unborn kits keeping her awake. At least, that's what she always told Falconmask. Rainfeather was too nervous to admit to her mate that her pregnancy had scared her, after what had happened to their last litter, but she was sure that Falconmask had a clue about her uneasiness. With a sigh, she had hauled herself to her paws, limping heavily on her injured leg out into the clearing, eager on a meal for her and the lives she carried.
The queen had passed Sleetstorm and Whistlstorm on the way out, giving both a warm greeting. Rainfeather was rather fond of the young queen and had been sending nightly prayers to Starclan for her and her unborn kits safety since she Whistlestrom had joined the nursery with her. While Whistestrom was further along than she was, Rainfeather was a permanent queen, thanks to her mangled leg. When she heard Sleetstorm's cry for a medicine cat, Rainfeather turned her back on the nursery, feeling an uncomfortable tightening in her throat. Normally, she would have loved to be there to support her denmate, but... the queen just didn't have it in her to watch anymore. Not after what happened last time. So, she stared intently down at the fresh-kill pile, green eyes clouded and distant as she tried to look busy picking out a fish from the heap.
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Post by πππ’ππππ on Nov 25, 2020 18:12:32 GMT -5
Cinderburr's paws prickled with excitement as she was quick to take the lead. The smokey she-cat was not afraid to show how young she had a hop in her step. Though when she looked back at Moosepelt, she quickly realized that he was looking off at another she-cat. Cinderburr knew that she shouldn't feel jealous, but she did.
Focus on the apprentice.
"So, Cloudpaw, what do you want to learn?" She asked the apprentice, hoping that she could at least help.
ewie its short
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Nov 25, 2020 20:05:36 GMT -5
Frostsplash | Outside the Warriorβs Den | Ravenshade (πππ₯)Frostsplash flicked her ear as an response that she had heard the she-cat. She was always used to hunting with more warriorsβthe more mouths to help catch prey more, the better. Plus, it was good to have extra cats watch behind their back incase vexatious foxes or cougars came to cause trouble. But Ravenshade had brought up a good point about the salmon. βYouβre right.β Frostsplash stated. She didnβt seem to mind at all. She trusted that Ravenshade would have a good smell and hearing of trouble. βLetβs go then, yeah? Itβll be a quick hunt, in quest of the salmon!β She joked in a playful voice, making her way towards the entrance of the camp to leave.
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Nov 26, 2020 16:14:03 GMT -5
Marsheye | Outside the Warriors Den | Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘ )Marsheye didnβt even budge when a tom had bumped into him and turned towards the tom, looking down on him with hard eyes. However, his eyes softened when he realised it was just Littleleaf. Just by a little bit thoughβit was hard to tell. Marsheye was usually wary of everyone, always thinking everyone seemed to have an ulterior motive and looking down on him and his blind eye. But he seemed to have placed at least some trust into Littleleaf, choosing to believe that the tom had only bumped into him by accident. He flicked his tail. βYes I would like to.β He nodded, glad at least someone wanted to talk and share with him. βThanks.β Littleleaf - Camp - Mid-day The gingerish grey tom was nervous that the older warrior wouldn't eating accept him sharing his meal as an apology, but he perked up giving the warrior a smile. "You're welcome." He chirped before reaching down and picking up the fish he had dropped, Littleleaf had been headed towards the mouth of the camp; hoping to enjoy the pale sunlight that shined outside. The grey tom flciked his tail in notion for Marsheye to follow him as he started towards the entrance again, which wasn't too far. He plopped down in a bright sunny patch, instantly feeling the sun warm his fur. He tucked his paws under him and waited for the warrior.
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Nov 26, 2020 19:53:42 GMT -5
Marsheye | Camp | Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘)Marsheye followed the younger tom, his steps making almost no soundβa habit that he had drilled into himself for who knew how long. He sat next to Littleleaf, curling his tail around him with his blind eye towards the warrior. He was secretly relieved the tom had chosen a good spot to eat, enjoying the warm sunlight soaking his fur before taking a bit out of the fish. He hadnβt realised just how hungry he was, so he was glad the warrior had invitied him to eat. βThis tastes nice. Did you just come back from a hunting party?β He asked, already swallowing the fish.
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Post by Β»ΠΌΞ±cΞ±ΡΟΞ·ΞΉΒ« on Nov 27, 2020 14:17:35 GMT -5
Hello.:3c I was hoping I could join}}
Sandfoot | 36 | Warrior | Β»ΠΌΞ±cΞ±ΡΟΞ·ΞΉΒ« A short light brown she-cat with white paws and amber eyes. relationships ; open to any! sexuality ; bisexual
Owlpaw | 7 | apprentice | Β»ΠΌΞ±cΞ±ΡΟΞ·ΞΉΒ« A long-haired dark gray tabby tom with big blue eyes. relationships ; open to any! sexuality ; bisexual
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Post by πππ₯ on Nov 28, 2020 0:19:31 GMT -5
[ they both look good Mac! glad to have you. (: iβll get them added but feel free to role play! i still have Hailpaw free i think ]
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Nov 28, 2020 0:24:48 GMT -5
{ πππ₯ Hey fox! I will get out my reply to Rainfeather soon, currently working on my new clan. }
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Nov 28, 2020 20:32:10 GMT -5
Eveningcloud - Camp - Mid-day The white she cat had been quite irritated since early that morning, as on the morning hunting patrol she seemed to have stepped on a thorn. Although with the thorn removed and treated it still throbbed uncomfortably, as compensation for her hurt paw she headed over to the fresh-kill pile. Well I at least I deserve some food for my troubles. she thought sighing, as she limped towards where the prey was. Once she had reached it she sat down with a huff, still irritated with the fact that it didn't necessarily sting anymore but it was a pain. She looked over the fresh-kill pile contemplating on what she should eat, she noticed Rainfeather to there as well. She glanced at the she cat's belly which seemed like she was ready to pop, clearing her throat she brought her gaze back but and asked. "Hello Rainfeather, what have you decided on?" She gave the queen a friendly smile, accidentally place her paw down; like lighting she lifted it and winced in pain. Littleleaf - Camp - Mid-day The gingerish grey tom flicked his ear when the older warrior sat down and took the first bite, he also dug his fangs into the soft fish; taking a bite. As he was savoring and chewing the salty fish he looked over at the tom as he had asked him a question, his vivid green eyes bright and gleaming. "It does taste nice!" He exclaimed, "Yes I did, and I caught this myself, so it's pretty fresh." He smiled, the pale but warm sun on his back made him feel very relaxed. The water of the river had been frigid and made his paws hurt, a shiver went down his spine as he remembered how cold it was despite sitting in the sun.
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Nov 29, 2020 2:08:41 GMT -5
Marsheye | Camp | Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘)Marsheye took another bite. It didnβt show but this was what he had needed after being confined inside the warriorβs den: the warm sun, a juicy fish and a nice companion to share it with. Usually he would have declined eating with others but here he was, enjoying this short moment with Littleleaf. Was he getting desperate for socialisation or was he just hungry? Either way, he was enjoying himselfβsomething he would have never imagined in himself doing even in his wildest dreams. βIβm impressed by your skills. This is a rather large fish.β He congratulated, swallowing another bite. He usually wasnβt too keen on giving out compliments to others but the words had managed to escape himself somehow. However, instead of embarrassed, he chuckled lightly due to the amusing situation he was in. Iβm definitely growing insane arenβt I?
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Post by πππ₯ on Dec 2, 2020 15:23:49 GMT -5
Fogclan Camp - Ravenshade might have been to cocky for her own good-while a skilled hunter, small patrols were definitely frowned upon for their lack of warriors. "Safety in numbers," or whatever it was that Blizzardstar had used to say. It had been a long time since a patrol had been attacked by a preparator, but that didn't mean it wasn't a pressing concern to the clan. Just not to Ravenshade. "Let's get going," The black molly agreed, dipping her head to Frostsplash to let her take the lead. "The sooner our bellies are full of that fish, the better," She purred, following Frostsplash out of the hollow that made their camp and into the main territory.
A light mist hung, almost glowing as the sun hit it from above. The cool moss that squished underpaw and the humid, musty scents of the forest made Ravenshade heave a contented sigh. There was nothing she enjoyed more than being out in the woods on a hunt.
π Rainfeather starter with Eveningcloud [ β‘ Bun β‘ ] Fogclan Camp - Rainfeather jumped, surprised as Eveningcloud cleared her thoat and mewed her question. The queen allowed herself a few quick licks to her chest fur to flatten down her fluffed up coat, feeling a bit embarrassed for being so caught up in her thoughts she hadn't even noticed the warriors approach. "Don't sneak up on me like that, Eveningcloud," The molly replied, her tone laced with a soft purr of amusement. This is exactly what she had needed-a distraction. "I haven't quite picked something out yet... anything look especially tasty to you?" She mewed.
Rainfeather glanced down at her companion's paws as she noticed Eveningcloud's expression cloud with pain for a moment, whiskers twitching. "Did you get hurt on patrol?" She asked, curious if the warrior had a story for her. As much as the queen loved being in the nursery, especially expecting kits, she longed for her old life as a warrior often. Even when her kits were weaned and grown, Rainfeather would still be stuck in the nursery without them, held back by her injured leg.
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Dec 2, 2020 16:54:26 GMT -5
{I'll get out responses to you guys sometime tomorrow. }
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Dec 4, 2020 0:03:31 GMT -5
Marsheye | Camp | Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘ )Marsheye took another bite. It didnβt show but this was what he had needed after being confined inside the warriorβs den: the warm sun, a juicy fish and a nice companion to share it with. Usually he would have declined eating with others but here he was, enjoying this short moment with Littleleaf. Was he getting desperate for socialisation or was he just hungry? Either way, he was enjoying himselfβsomething he would have never imagined in himself doing even in his wildest dreams. βIβm impressed by your skills. This is a rather large fish.β He congratulated, swallowing another bite. He usually wasnβt too keen on giving out compliments to others but the words had managed to escape himself somehow. However, instead of embarrassed, he chuckled lightly due to the amusing situation he was in. Iβm definitely growing insane arenβt I? Littleleaf - Camp - Mid-day Littleleaf's face lit up when the older warrior praised him, "Really?" He said with excited and curious voice, his gaze shifting from the warrior to the gleaming fish. He stared at it for moment, satisfied and happy with himself. He leaned down to take another bite, thought's of pride washed through his mind. He wasn't the best hunter or the best fighter so it filled his chest with a warm sensation that the older warrior had praised him, his practice isn't for nothing. His gaze drifted back to Marsheye, "Thank you! I've been practicing." He gave the tom a big smile, Oh I almost forgot! He thought not realizing the sensitivity that hung around his next question. "How is your eye? You had an infection correct?" He asked in the most innocent and wonderous voice.
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Dec 4, 2020 0:26:52 GMT -5
Eveningcloud - Camp - Mid-day The fluffy white warrior giggled with amusement when she realized she had startled the poor queen, "Sorry Rainfeather." She purred, her apology was sympathetic but still slightly amused. She looked over the fresh kill pile and contemplated on what her taste buds wanted the most, "Oh hmmm let me think." She replied twitching her whiskers in thought, the black feathers of a crow entered her vision. "How about a crow?" She questioned, "Or a juciy vole?" Although Eveningcloud couldn't decide she had always been so indecisive, her gaze returned to the queen; before she glanced down at her hurt paw. "Oh this?" She paused lifting up her paw even more swaying it a bit, "I just accidentally stepped on a thorn while out on a border patrol." She said unexcitedly and her tone coming off as a bit annoyed, but definitely not the sweet queen.
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Dec 6, 2020 23:08:26 GMT -5
((Sorry for the wait on these responses! Things have been hectic.)) Frostsplash | Outside Camp | Ravenshade (πππ₯)Frostsplash flicked her tail excitedly. She always loved hunting, the adrenaline and movement that came with it was almost magical and irreplaceable. As she exited the camp, she was hit with the smells of forest. It was calming and she seemed to sigh dreamily. She was glad she was born into such a place and had a great clan with respectable warriors. Speaking of warriors, Frostsplash turned back to Raveshade. βShould we head to the Crystal Lake or the river?β The lake was further away from the camp, tucked into the corner of the territory. She didnβt mind taking the extra distance for a salmon, especially since the lake was usually full of fish. But there was also a lot of predators around there as well, but she had Ravenshade with her, so she didnβt have to worry. The river would be a safer option but Frostsplash wasnβt sure if there would be as much fish around there. Marsheye | Camp | Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘)Marsheye gave a grunt. His blind eye was nothing more than troublesome to him, he still considered himself as a great hunter, with or without the sight of his right eye. Heck, he would even consider himself just as good of a hunter if he were to grow totally blind in both eyes. He didnβt know why everyone seemed to treat it like it was some sort of sensitive taboo to bring upβit was just an eye. At least Littleleaf seemed to have the common decency to act like his eye was a normal thing. βItβs fine now. The infection was bothersome but nothing hurt.β He left out the part where it felt like it was on fire for the duration the medicine cats had left some sort of poultice on it. Littleleaf shouldnβt know that much yet. βAt least I can go hunting now.β He took a bite of the salmon. Soon he would be able to catch a salmon as big as this. Perhaps even bigger.
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Dec 9, 2020 2:23:41 GMT -5
{ smellytoeshehe I'll get out a response either sometime tonight or tomorrow ^^ }
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Dec 9, 2020 2:58:43 GMT -5
((no rush! Take your time))
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Post by β‘ Bun β‘ on Dec 11, 2020 15:41:13 GMT -5
Littleleaf - Camp - Mid-day Litteleaf smiled, "Oh that's good to hear." He paused, taking another bite. The grey tom was growing fuller and fuller, but he wasn't the type to waste anything; so even if he was full he'd finish it until it just just scales and bones. "I think I'd go crazy if I couldn't do my warrior duties." He said half-heartedly, the biggest injury that the tom had ever received was a few cuts from a briar bush that he so clumsy waltzed right into. A cool breeze came there way and ruffled Littleleaf's fur the wrong way, he reach his head around to his side and lapped at the hair's that had gone astray. He returned to how he was sitting and glanced at Marsheye, "Now that you're all better, maybe you'd like to go out and hunt a bit with me." He meowed enthusiastically, "Maybe teach me a few tricks." he smiled.
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Post by smellytoeshehe on Dec 12, 2020 1:46:20 GMT -5
Marsheye | Camp | w/ Littleleaf (β‘ Bun β‘ )Marsheye nodded. He couldnβt understand how some cats preferred to lounge around and do nothing. Warrior duties gave him some sort of purpose or at least something to do that was at least beneficial to everyone around him. But luckily now with his healed eye he was able to resume them, so no more would he himself have to lounge around doing nothing and complain about being very bored. And hunting with Littleleaf seemed like the best way to start things off. βHunting with you sounds like a good idea.β He nodded, taking a last bite of the fish which was now but some scraps of bones and a couple of meat left. βI do have some great hunting techniques to show you.β He said arrogantly as he flicked his tail. βDo you think you can hunt after eaten a fish though?β
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