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Post by Sand on Dec 8, 2020 21:48:35 GMT -5
( I'm finally here! I've got Fallowsplash, Evergreentoe, Ivywish, and Thicketpaw open. )
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Post by lemonshortbread on Dec 8, 2020 22:08:13 GMT -5
Hawkswoop - แดแดกส ;;
Hawkswoop did not react to Hornetstar's words other than doing as she ordered - leading the way. Doing so without any sort of regard to his leader, which left him with a pang of guilt. He was not vocal about his contempt, obviously, but actions spoke louder than words, and he could feel her gaze boring into him. Hornetstar was still his leader, it was disrespectful for him to act in such a way, but pride seemed to cloud his judgment at the moment. He would much rather walk in silence though and focus on his surroundings. Hawkswoop was not in the proper mood, but he would rather die than be caught off guard again and have something happen to Hornetstar. Leaf-bare had grown to be his least favorite season. The snow was cold and unforgiving, like loss; the night took hold quickly and for what seemed like unending darkness. Evil happened in the night, hiding in the shadows of the day until the world became their shadow to run amok and wreak havoc on the unsuspecting. Hawkswoop was not the unsuspecting. While he was not the vengeful sort, if these scents prove to lead to the same group of rogues that murdered Sunspots, morals and the ideals of StarClan would not be found in that encounter. Hawkswoop stopped moving at such a brisk pace though once an overwhelming scent of strange cats hit him like a pine tree's trunk. It was fresh, like it happened in the early morning, and even farther inside of MistClan territory than yesterday. "Stay alert, they smell close." the scent was so overwhelming it was as if they were only a few tail-lengths from his nose, but as Hawkswoop sunk lower to the found, moving forward carefully, eyes scanning the frost for clues, he noticed paw prints. And then...fresh kill. Fresh, fresh kill, blood turning the pale grass crimson. "Hunting on our territory..." he snarled, "They're even closer than they were yesterday, Hornetstar."
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Post by lemonshortbread on Dec 8, 2020 22:09:10 GMT -5
{แดแดกส - they are sO dramatic but absolute emo queens
โก Bun โก - we can rp our apprentice/mentor duo if you'd like!}
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 8, 2020 22:10:59 GMT -5
[ i have everyone open! can definitely put up some starters. ]
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Post by lemonshortbread on Dec 8, 2020 22:13:07 GMT -5
{wait i take it back โก Bun โก Hawkswoop is busy. but i have Thrushpaw open for anyone who wants do rp :-) }
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 8, 2020 22:32:18 GMT -5
Hailpaw with Open. [ @tags ]
Hailpaw, much unlike his brother, was typically a late riser... the cold of this particular morning didn't encourage a change in that habit. Even as the tom awoke, he remained curled into a tight ball, the tip of his tail resting over his nose to help keep it warm. The only give away that the apprentice was awake were the slits of his pale blue eyes, shining faintly in the dimly lit den. There was nothing Hailpaw wanted to do less today than trot out into the harsh leafbare light, so he curled more tightly into himself, sending a silent prayer to Starclan that his denmates would have the sense to leave him be on the first morning of the cold season.
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Post by dฮฑฮนัy on Dec 8, 2020 23:30:30 GMT -5
{ I posted on the joining page! ^-^ I can't wait to rp! Also if anyone is looking for family I have Tigershadow and Bluefire cx }
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Post by rabbitscar on Dec 8, 2020 23:47:30 GMT -5
|| sorry it took me so long to respond, ended up having to paint a wall today x.x will get started on my responses now!! ||
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Post by rabbitscar on Dec 9, 2020 0:27:26 GMT -5
|| oh my goodness i have fallen for this tom already XuX what a sweetie ||
beetlestep in the warriors den ; แดแดกส [fallenfoot] beetlestep brought his paw back down to the ground, his playful batting at his denmate doing just as he'd hoped. the larger gray tom was pulling himself up, yawning and mewing his good mornings. he tilted his head, purring in amusement as fallenfoot went on about some dream about a mouse, beginning to make himself nod right back off. "a mouse you say? evading you? i see, i see...y'know, this sounds like an omen from starclan!" he joked. "an omen that you should get outta your nest and go get something to eat with me!" beetlestep's voice was still too loud for where he was or what time it was, but he couldn't be bothered to notice. his tail was swishing and his ears were still perked.
from the time they were apprentices, fallenfoot was always a good companion. he never seemed to be bothered by beetlestep's commentary on everything and anything. he would nod and purr and even ask for him to go on. he couldn't say the same for his other clanmates. just the other day, blizzardhawk had cuffed him on the ear and told him to quit his yapping while they were on patrol. it wasn't just the talking. other cats might have torn him to shreds had he awakened them with a paw to the head on a morning like this. he nudged fallenfoot on the shoulder with his muzzle to keep him from talking himself right back to sleep. "what do ya say?"
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Dec 9, 2020 0:43:57 GMT -5
[ Finally finished my characters! Reading back now. Obviously all my characters are free if anyone is looking for an interaction, or I can go ahead and throw up starters c: ]
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Post by rabbitscar on Dec 9, 2020 0:56:54 GMT -5
wildstrike in camp ; lemonshortbread [bumblespots / thrushpaw?] it took every bit of control for her to not purr with amusement as the younger she-cat mimicked her body language and then hopped to her paws at the suggestion of slacking. wildstrike nodded, at the very least pleased to hear that the younger warrior was itching to get on with the day. although a little annoyed at the proposal of a full patrol, she was not about to decline. what sort of senior warrior would that have made her? she flicked her tail, though not yet rising to her feet. "sure, bumblespots. i was just about to see if i could snatch a few mice or vole myself. why not make it a patrol? although, while we're at it, i may as well bring my apprentice along, where ever he is..." she scanned the clearing for any signs of the young brown tom, taking note of who else was up while she was at it. it wouldn't hurt to put out the offer if they were restocking the fresh kill pile. anything that had been left there the night before was essentially an unappetizing block of ice. not spotting her apprentice right away, she sighed. "i might have to drag thrushpaw out of his nest. he needs the practice too, though. better get him out there and hunting in this weather sooner rather than later." she finally got to her paws, checking one last time for thrushpaw. "we need the capable hunters. leaf-bares are too harsh to have a bunch of mouse-brains bring back one scrawny mouse ever patrol. it's good you want to sharpen your skills right away," she stated. and it'll be nice to have an extra set of paws to keep thrushpaw in check, she thought.
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Post by โก Bun โก on Dec 9, 2020 1:51:53 GMT -5
Lavenderpaw - Camp It seems like Lavenderpaw would go another day feeling tired and low on energy, she has always had trouble sleeping. Will I ever get a good night's rest? She thought as she tossed and turned in her nest, feeling defeated she groaned. Lifting her groggy body she sat up, letting out a yawn. The grey molly sat there for a moment, paws tucked under her; trying to blink away the tired feeling that consumed every inch of her. With no hope in sight of getting a few more desired hours of sleep, she sat up deciding it was time to join the other's. Stepping into a stretch out of her nest she reluctantly padded to the entrance, upon exiting the den bright light blinded her. Bright...so bright. she thought pausing as she rapidly blinked to adjust her eyes. Although the bitter air prickled at her fur, waking her but a bit, once adjusted she looked around. With a foggy mind she wasn't sure what she should do, so when she spotted Spiderpaw she walked over to her fellow apprentice; swaying as she did. "Goodmorning Spiderpaw." She said, her tone monotone as if she had no life in her.
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 9, 2020 14:14:53 GMT -5
Snapped out of his thoughts by scuffling sounds of approach, Spiderpaw peered over his shoulder to see who it was, whiskers twitching inquisitively. The apprentice's attention focused on Lavenderpaw, watching as she exited their den, swaying and stumbling her way towards him. He gave the apprentice a wary look over, blue eyes revealing a note of concern for the molly.
"Good morning, Lavenderpaw..." He responded slowly, almost carefully, getting to his paws just in case he would need to offer her a shoulder to lean on. The she-cat looked like she could barely stay on her paws. "Are you alright?" He questioned softly, a small frown shadowing his muzzle. The flat tone of her greeting didn't do much to quell his worry. "Didn't sleep too well?" Spiderpaw continued, stretching out his muzzle towards her to give her sleep-ruffled coat a sniff.
"I'm sure the cold didn't help..." He muttered thoughtfully, more to himself than to Lavenderpaw. The encroachment of Leafbare was begining to worry the young tom, who hadn't even been alive to remember one. But he'd heard enough about the cold season to have his reservations and it was certainly not something he was keen on experiencing.
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Post by แดแดกส on Dec 9, 2020 14:39:27 GMT -5
A N N O U N C E M E N T We will no longer be accepting apprentices. There are... a lot of them, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to assign them mentors- so, until some of the graduate, or more warriors are introduced, we're putting that on pause.
Now, here is the next apprentice-mentor lineup, with my reasoning behind each. Please, tell me if you don't like any of them!
Hailpaw and Evergreentoe (๐๐๐ฅ, Sand) With a personality like Hailpaw's, I imagine that he could do with some valid criticism (and a dash of kindness). So, while they may butt heads, Evergreentoe seems like a good fit for the job, and hopefully, he can teach Hailpaw how to behave himself, without making an enemy out of either of them.
Spiderpaw and Hollynose (๐๐๐ฅ, ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ) As both seem to be rather introverted, there is a possibility that Spiderpaw and Hollynose might have similar communication skills, which is key to a good relationship. Hopefully, Hollynose might also provide Spiderpaw with some of the support he desires.
Thicketpaw and Wrenfrost (Sand, โก Bun โก) As both warrior and apprentice are quite smart, there isโagainโthe hope that they might share a similar means of communication. Additionally, naivety needs a bit of intellect to balance it out, so it would be good if Wrenfrost could offer Thicketpaw another perspective or way of looking at things.
Juniperpaw and Fallowsplash (๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ, Sand) Juniperpaw probably doesn't need someone who feeds into his insecurities or finickiness, so a level-headed and disciplined mentor sounds like a good fit for him. Hopefully, Fallowsplash can teach Juniperpaw how to better control his feelings as well.
Shrikepaw and Tigershadow (๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ, dฮฑฮนัy) Bravery and ambition can make for an impressive combo, so if Tigershadow can instill some of his values into Shrikepaw, thus giving her an outlet for her pluckiness, then Shrikepaw should become an impressive warrior in the future.
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 9, 2020 15:39:46 GMT -5
[ sounds good to me ! they seem like good matches. ^^ ]Toadfur with Open. [@ tags]
Toadfur had returned from a solo, early morning hunt. Little droplets water were begining to drip from her coat where frosted fronts had brushed against her, melting with her body heat and creating little puddles with every pawstep. A grouse hung from her jaws, it's feathery body tickling her nose and causing her to hold back a sneeze.
When she entered the camp with her catch, she paused, falling back heavily onto her haunches with a thump and looking around with a blank expression. What was it she was going to do this morning? Not hunt, that was for sure. Think, think... oh!
Realization hit Toadfur and she purred with amusement at herself. She was going to go talk to Evergreentoe to see where he wanted her, but on the way there, she'd noticed the freshkill pile was looking sad and frozen. Then she intended to ask if anyone wanted to hunt, got thinking about who to take, and before she knew it her paws had already led her out of camp while she was lost in though. Ah. That's how it happened. Oh well! Standing back up and giving her calico coat a shake, sprinkling droplets in a wide arc around her, she moved to place her catch on the pile.
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Post by แดแดกส on Dec 9, 2020 16:01:53 GMT -5
Hornetstar The prey was hard to miss. It stood out on the forest floor like the red crest of a woodpecker, and as she glared down at it, she felt something burn inside of herโangerโshame, perhaps. You could see it in the way that she stood, with her muscles tensed, and her nose wrinkled with the slightest grimace. It wasn't much, but it was as expressive as she allowed herself to be, and just as swiftly and subtly as the look had overtaken her, it vanished once again.
So, he wasn't exaggerating, she thought as she leaned down to sniff the half-eaten scrap. It reeked of strange cats and their breath. She scrunched her nose in disgust, before scraping a clump of moss and and soil over it.
Breathing in through her nose, Hornetstar let out a long and weary sigh. "Loners," she stated after a moment, though she said it more to herself than to Hawkswoop. "Rogues would have stood their ground, don't you think?"
While it was a genuine question, it too seemed rhetorical. She had always been prone to asking such things, even as an apprentice.
Twitching her tail thoughtfully, the scrawny she-cat scanned the trees surrounding them. When nothing caught her eye, she turned her attention back onto the fierce brown tom, and nodded her head, just once, in approval. "Well done," she told him. "You must give my praise to Bumblespots for scenting this as well."
The last thing she wanted to do was give her praise, however. This was a problemโa delicate one, and she had never been known to handle things delicately. Wasn't that how they had wound up here, anyways? She was always too... direct or unfeelingโthat's what they said about her, at least. She caredโshe really did, but... she just didn't know how to express it.
Swallowing her nerves, she stood up straighter. "What do you propose we do?" she asked.
If this was all she could do to show that she cared, then so be it.
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Post by Sand on Dec 9, 2020 16:21:49 GMT -5
( The pairings are great, Owl! Iโm feeling for Wrenfrost right now, but Thicketpaw will survive. I can send Evergreentoe after Hailpaw if youโd like, Fox? )
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 9, 2020 16:27:22 GMT -5
[ that works for me, Sand! i'll be praying for him lol. ]
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Post by แดแดกส on Dec 9, 2020 17:14:05 GMT -5
( I'm glad you like him! <3 I'm really liking Beetlestep as well. <3 ) An omen? He wasn't sure that he followed, but Beetlestep sounded like he knew what he was talking about, so he nodded along, and... Oh, there was that mouse againโwait, what? What was he saying? Something about... eating? He did like to eat.
Dropping his head onto Beetlestep's, Fallenfoot continued his sleepy nodding. "Yes," he mumbled, "that does sound nice... but... Oh, let me just... wake up first."
Dragging in a weighty breath, the big tom sat up straight, and blinked his eyes once, then twice, before stretching them as wide as his lids would allow. Afterwards, he still looked quite drowsy, but at least he was awake... or close to it.
"There," he purred. "I'm awake. Now, what were you thinking?" he asked as he stepped out of his nest. "A mouse? A squirrel? Or... something that flies?"
His fur was rumpled, but he didn't seem to care. He was too busy stretching his legs in front of him, even if one of his paws didn't uncurl from its twisted position. "Though, I suppose you could say that squirrels fly, couldn't you?" he mused. "In a way, at least."
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Dec 9, 2020 17:35:02 GMT -5
FLEETINGRAIN. In camp. Open. _________________________________________
Clanlife is cyclic. A drumbeat consistent for the length of the song. It goes like this.
Wake up. Take inventory of the herb stock. Nothing has changed since yesterday. Some leaves are drier. Sniff them and push them back into place. Eat breakfast. Take inventory. Hailpaw has a thorn in his paw again. Remove it. Wrap it. Send him on his way. Take inventory. What would have his mentor have done here? Did they take inventory this often. Yes. No. Wait. No. Take inventory again. Eat lunch. Collect herbs, alone. Contemplate asking someone to collect herbs next time. Was collecting herbs this lonely with his mentor? No. Wait. No. Still no. Return to camp with the herbs. Take inventory. Again. Wait for someone to hurt themselves. Roll that sentence around in your mind for a bit. Wait for someone to hurt themselves. You are useful. You are only useful because of others misfortune. Roll that sentence around in your mind again. What a perfect afternoon. You're taking inventory alone and contemplating breaking your own paw over a rock so you have something to do.
Fleetingrain is standing alone in the medicine cats den taking inventory. He is perhaps to young to be doing the task alone, but that is the curse of his position. There are always two, mentor and apprentice, but only for a time. This is the curse of being plagued with dreams of dancing stars as a child. Spirits who refuse to die. They haunted his sleep, hung to shadows during his waking hours. His mother shoved him, shaking, into the medicine cats den when he was two moons old and still downy-pelted. Is he crazy? Am I crazy? No. You're gifted. He can't remember the tone in her voice when she said it, but he fills in the blank with pride. Maybe love, manufactured with a bow on top. Anyways, she's dead now. So.
Fleetingrain is standing alone in the medicine cats den taking inventory. What's next in the schedule?
Right.
Breakfast.
The slender tom claws himself out from the bowels of the medicine cats den. It is sunnier in camp. The small talk of his clan-mates ghosts around his head. The noise stands out but the words escape him. Imagine Fleetingrain, an adult now and still shaking like he was when he was a child.
Maybe he would do it today. Break routine. Ask someone to accompany him collecting herbs. Isn't that an apprentices task? Don't they need to volunteer with him as a requirement of their training. He doesn't know. How was he supposed to know. No one told him. No one taught him. What are the rules here? He was born here and he will die here but who could expect him to know what to do in the meantime.
Fleetingrain is going to break routine today, but don't hold your breath waiting for him to do it.
When goes to talk his voice is clear. His voice lies to everyone for him. Look at him, confident for the world. Funny, right? It's not. No one is laughing. He speaks to no one in particular. "Can I borrow an apprentice for the afternoon? I'm running low on a couple herbs and need someone to help me forage."
His voice lies to everyone for him. He's taken inventory three times today so far and they're overstocked on everything. But what else is he supposed to do?
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Post by โก Bun โก on Dec 9, 2020 18:17:00 GMT -5
{ Sand I can throw Wrenfrost at Thicketpaw if you'd like! that is if he is open. }
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Post by โก Bun โก on Dec 9, 2020 18:42:49 GMT -5
Lavenderpaw - Camp The grey molly sat down with a thud another large yawn escaping her, that she almost didn't hear Spiderpaw ask if she was alright. In a tired voice she replied, "Yup I'm okay." Although her tone was tried it was filled with a little more life due to the cold shocking her awake. She blinked a few times still trying to shoo away the heavy grogginess that seemed to still take over her body, "Yea, I've never known what a good night's rest feels like, who needs them anyways." She joked, because surely she didn't know. Lavenderpaw didn't even flinch nor cared when the tom sniffed her pelt, she let out yet another yawn as the tom spoke under his breathe, his words distorted by her ears being cut off briefly. She shook out her fur, finally begning to feel the heavyness leave her body. "Would you want to share some prey?" She asked, hoping that some food will bring her some energy.
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Post by Sand on Dec 9, 2020 19:48:40 GMT -5
( That works for me, Bun! )
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 9, 2020 19:54:36 GMT -5
Spiderpaw with Lavenderpaw. [ โก Bun โก ] Spiderpaw watched his fellow apprentice with masked amusement, as she yawned not once, but twice just while trying to respond. He had to stifle a yawn of his own as he watched Lavenderpaw's jaws stretch the second time around, scrunching up his nose in his effort. No time to rest... He reminded himself, lifting each of his brown paws up in turn to give them some respite from the frosty ground. The chill seemed to be creeping up on him, slowly reaching out tendrils that wrapped around his limbs and threatened to pull him into a wintry abyss. But it was too late to return to his nest--there were warrior duties to be done and mouths to feed. "Have you ever tried talking to Fleetingrain about it?" The apprentice inquired, blinking his eyes a few times to return from his attention to Lavenderpaw, dragging himself from his thoughts. Leave it to Spiderpaw to provide purely logical advice. "I feel like that... y'know, might be something you should experience once in a while. Sleep, I mean." He'd noticed the medicine cat dragging himself out of his den from the corner of his eye, which has reminded him that the clan even had a medicine cat. Spiderpaw felt he hardly saw the tom, normally cooped up, resolutely working in his den. "But prey sounds like a good idea," Spiderpaw nodded in agreement at the suggestion. A warm meal sounded like it would help to get his blood pumping. The tom led the way, desperate to get his legs moving. Reaching the fresh kill pile, the apprentice let out a small sigh, shoulder slumping disappointedly. So much for his fantasy of a warm meal. Everything that was left on the pile from the night prior looked unappetizingly frosted over and the tom shuddered at the thought of biting into one of the frozen bodies. "... I'll let you pick something." He offered Lavenderpaw, not incredibly keen on nosing through the frozen prey. We'll definitely need to do some hunting today... I wonder where Hollynose is this morining.
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Post by dฮฑฮนัy on Dec 9, 2020 20:42:06 GMT -5
{ Yay! Tiger would be a good mentor! Does anyone want to rp perhaps? Also ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ we could rp a training session ^-^ }
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Post by ๐๐๐ฅ on Dec 9, 2020 21:20:50 GMT -5
[ dฮฑฮนัy i have toadfur open with a starter above and i have owlflight as well if you would like !! ]
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Post by lemonshortbread on Dec 9, 2020 21:49:30 GMT -5
rabbitscar , ,แดแดกส - i'm sorry i did not respond today, some stuff regarding my relationship came up today and i kinda just really needed the day off. just not in the best place atm, you know. i'll try to respond tonight, but i'm sorry if it's not a very well thought out response}
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Post by แดแดกส on Dec 9, 2020 21:58:03 GMT -5
rabbitscar , ,แดแดกส - i'm sorry i did not respond today, some stuff regarding my relationship came up today and i kinda just really needed the day off. just not in the best place atm, you know. i'll try to respond tonight, but i'm sorry if it's not a very well thought out response} Hey, man- don't even worry about it. Take all the time you need, okay? This RP can wait, so focus on yourself, first and foremost. I hope you're doing alright! Take it easy!
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Post by ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ on Dec 9, 2020 23:10:20 GMT -5
{ Yay! Tiger would be a good mentor! Does anyone want to rp perhaps? Also ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ซ โฅ we could rp a training session ^-^ } [ sounds great! i can throw up a starter for shrikepaw ]
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Post by rabbitscar on Dec 9, 2020 23:23:06 GMT -5
rabbitscar , ,แดแดกส - i'm sorry i did not respond today, some stuff regarding my relationship came up today and i kinda just really needed the day off. just not in the best place atm, you know. i'll try to respond tonight, but i'm sorry if it's not a very well thought out response} || take all the time you need, dont worry ab it!! put urself first n take care of urself!! its nbd if you cant respond right away, ur life and ur mental health should always take priority c: ||
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