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Post by aether on Apr 19, 2021 9:00:21 GMT -5
[ i can either start in the morning, or if you felt like starting before then that's fine! featherfall has just gone and collected a bit of moss and returned with it C: ]
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Post by fire on Apr 19, 2021 11:40:09 GMT -5
nighttime or morning doesn't matter much to me, and if u could start i'd appreciate it!//
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Post by shadowstreak on Apr 22, 2021 11:40:50 GMT -5
Gullfeather - BluffClan - Stonepelt (aether )
Gullfeather had continued the journey to the base of the mountain in silence after Stonepelt had stalked off from her side. At the time, she was glad to see him go; her pelt was still bristling in anger and hurt and her green eyes blazed long after he was gone. She had made a conscious effort to keep her gaze fixed on the mountain ahead and nothing else. Admittedly, it was easier for her to stay angry than deal with the thoughts swirling in her head like why did she care what Stonepelt thought of her? Why did his creating space between them hurt as much as it did? Rather than dealing with these questions, she opted for plodding heavily along with the others, breaking stride only to snap viciously at an innocent HeathClan apprentice who had unknowingly ventured too close to her.
After the group of cats finally stopped for the night, Gullfeather only then let both the physical and emotional exhaustion she had been suppressing wash over her. She dug her claws into the rocky ground as a gust of wind blew through the clan cats. Squeezing her eyes shut in an attempt to block out the cold, Gullfeather made up her mind to do the mature thing and forget the entire day happened. If it never happened she didn't have to deal with it! I'm so wise I could be a Medicine Cat. She purred to herself, squashing the doubt rising in her chest at her not-at-all-effective idea. However, she then became aware of a very real problem; if she was bad at building a nest in her own camp, what hope did she have here? With a groan, she began scanning the group of cats for a victim, er, volunteer she could select to bed with for the night. Purposefully or not, she didn't know, but her eyes were drawn to the gray tabby fur of Stonepelt quickly. He was talking with another cat. Narrowing her eyes, Gullfeather recognized the cat as Brooksong. The white and gray she-cat snorted. What did she care if Stonepelt found new cats to travel with? He didn't mean anything to her and besides, today never happened so- Oh great StarClan Brooksong was looking her way! Quickly, Gullfeather snapped her head to the side to look anything else. Ah, perfect, what a lovely... rock. Yes. Her pelt was prickling now, paranoid. She didn't stare long enough to know if Stonepelt followed Brooksong's gaze to her, and she would rather not know at this particular moment.
Gullfeather was so caught up in trying not to think about it that she didn't notice Stonepelt approaching until he was stopped in front of her. Her pelt fluffed out in surprise she was too, well, surprised to try and hide. She opened her mouth to spit out the first searing insult she could think of, but stopped when she saw him looking at... what was he looking at? Was he looking at her rock? No, he was looking up. No, down? Gullfeather watched in confusion for a moment before Stonepelt's gaze finally met hers. She felt her ears grow hot when he finally spoke. She cursed herself inwardly. Today didn't happen, huh? She was torn between wanting to send him away, make him feel as unimportant as he had done to her earlier, but Gullfeather knew she wouldn't find any satisfaction from that. For some unbeknownst reason, she was glad to be close to him again. Even has uncomfortably and awkwardly as this.
After a few heartbeats, Gullfeather gave her chest a lick in attempts to seem unbothered, though her pelt still bristled out awkwardly. "I'm sure you don't." She lashed her tail, looking at him again. Though, her halfhearted attempt at malice melted away as she continued, "I think a bird or mouse or two is a fair price for my warmth." Her eyes glinted now in amusement but her tone was slightly hesitant. She didn't like the potential of feeling hurt by Stonepelt again, but she didn't like the idea of sending him away either. |
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Post by Tealraven on Apr 23, 2021 15:47:54 GMT -5
( hey y’all, I’m currently caring for a sick pet and I’m exhausted, so I may not be able to post for awhile. I’ll let you know when I’m free to rp.
In the meantime, I hope everyone is doing well <3 )
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Apr 27, 2021 21:39:20 GMT -5
(Super busy this week and next. But I plan to get back on after next week. So sorry to keep you waiting! I hope you are well.)
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Post by 𝑓𝑜𝑥 on Apr 29, 2021 1:29:33 GMT -5
[ if this is still alive i’d love to get involved once i’m finished up with finals. <3 ]
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Post by aether on May 2, 2021 7:57:12 GMT -5
[ i am going to post tomorrow - hopefully lol.
𝑓𝑜𝑥 we are holding onto this place! xD feel free to join whenever you are able <3 ]
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Post by Tealraven on May 4, 2021 21:32:40 GMT -5
( y'all best believe that i am refusing to let this place die
my doggie is doing much better now, but end-of-year exams are now approaching, so i'm taking a few days for myself first. i will slowly be writing some fresh posts for all of my characters in the meantime.
i know everyone else is pretty busy rn, so i hope you all have a lovely day/evening/etc! remember to drink plenty of water, take breaks, and be kind to yourself <3 )
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on May 10, 2021 20:45:32 GMT -5
(Will be working on replies this week! I am so sorry for the lack of presence on the forums!)
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Post by Tealraven on May 11, 2021 13:03:45 GMT -5
STORMCHILL mountain base | with jackdawstar & silentstar
The rough terrain dug into the pads of Stormchill's aching paws, sending up small clouds of dust that clung to his fur. The charcoal-colored tom's legs were now shaded more brown than dark grey. It took a tremendous amount of effort just to put one foot in front of the other, but he managed it. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotions that were swirling inside him like a storm brewing on the horizon.
Stormchill still hadn't seen his brother since the day before everything fell apart. He had complained about being assigned to the dawn patrol and Ravencall, in his easy, joking manner, had offered to take his place. Ravencall had left before Stormchill woke up, and amidst the chaos of evacuating the camp, he'd never seen the dawn patrol return. Perhaps they saw the twoleg monsters approaching from BluffClan territory and escaped. Perhaps they were still out there, somewhere. Or, perhaps... Stormchill's mind kept circling back to the other possibility, but he shook the thought away. He had to believe his brother was alive. He refused to assume otherwise until he saw Ravencall's body before his own eyes.
He lifted his head wearily and glanced around as the exodus slowly ground to a halt. The pelts of his clanmates were bathed in an eerie blood-orange glow as the sun sank behind them. It seemed they were stopping for the night. A wave of relief washed over him, though he daren't let it show on his face.
Several tail-lengths ahead of him, Jackdawstar had peeled off from the rest to talk to Silentstar. Throughout the day, Stormchill had stayed near the front of the group to make himself available to help if needed. HeathClan lacked a deputy when it desperately needed one; he thought it might bring Jackdawstar some peace of mind to know there were other experienced, able-bodied warriors standing ready to help him bear that burden. Stormchill straightened and pulled his shoulders back, keeping his expression carefully neutral as he approached the two leaders. "I hope I'm not interrupting," he mewed quietly. He paused and dipped his head respectfully to Silentstar before turning to Jackdawstar. "Is there anything I can do to help everyone settle in for the evening? If not, I'll leave you be."
CLOUDPAW mountain base | with other apprentices; open
Cloudpaw was fairly certain his paws were going to fall off. His legs, trembling with exhaustion, felt like jelly. He had never walked so far in his whole entire life. I should have payed more attention during my lessons, his mind grumbled. He hadn't exactly put the most effort into his training. Most days he did only the bare minimum. I wonder why Silentstar picked me. It wasn't the first time he'd wondered that -- the Clan leader and the laziest apprentice in BluffClan made for an odd pairing. Either Silentstar was convinced he had some hidden potential or she had a wicked sense of humor. Both could be possible. The reserved molly was often hard to read.
"Do you -- think -- that this, uh -- all this walking -- will count towards my training?" He puffed, asking the apprentice nearest to him. "Because I think it definitely should." He bumped into the cat in front of him as the Clans slowed to a stop. Finally. Abandoning any sense of dignity, Cloudpaw gratefully flopped down on his belly and keeled forward into the dirt, face-down. "I think -- I think I'm just going to lay here for awhile," he muttered, voice muffled.
OWLFROST mountain base | open
"Oh, rapturous joy!" Owlfrost cried. "Thank StarClan, we have stopped at last." The slender white bengal still managed to look graceful even with windswept fur coated in a thick layer of dust. Though his confident swagger had gradually wilted to a trudge as the day wore on, he held his head high. One must keep up appearances, apocalypse or no. He had a reputation to keep, after all.
Owlfrost sauntered over to a flat, nearby boulder that was still warm from the sun's last rays. He leaped to the top in a single bound and sat with his long tail curled neatly around his paws. Glancing down at his now crusty, brown-streaked fur, he wrinkled his nose in disgust. With a heavy sigh, he licked the back of his front paw and drew it over his ears, beginning his nightly grooming ritual. Ah, but for the burden of looking good. As he washed, he scanned the bedraggled crowd with observant golden eyes, quietly taking in information from his perch atop the boulder. One could learn a great deal from simply watching, you see. Never know when it might come it handy.
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Post by aether on May 11, 2021 19:32:00 GMT -5
[ my replies will also be up tonight! so so sorry! <3 thanks guys ]
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Post by aether on May 13, 2021 9:25:39 GMT -5
[ ok so i know i said i would post like... 2 days ago but i may or may not have been thinking ambitiously about how quickly i would get my uni work done xD
it's coming! i haven't forgotten! ]
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Asexual
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
pfp made by sparkscatter
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on May 13, 2021 9:29:38 GMT -5
its okay aether, take your time!)
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Post by Tealraven on May 13, 2021 13:57:44 GMT -5
( no worries, aether! ^^ )
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Post by fire on May 16, 2021 11:01:14 GMT -5
Woops, I wasn't getting notifications from here for some reason, but I'm back lol//
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Post by shadowstreak on May 18, 2021 20:05:25 GMT -5
(I also have Harestep if anyone wanted to RP at all with him!)
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on May 19, 2021 19:27:30 GMT -5
Silentstar Molly ; Leader ; 70 Moons
Silentstar had trudged on in front of the combined clans, for what felt like a lifetime. The older leader's tail had started to drag and her head was drooping when she heard the call of her fellow leader. Lifting her head high and turning, she spotted Jackdawstar moving towards her. Yet, the tall black tom didn't make it far before his back legs crumbled beneath him and he ended up on his hindquarters. She gave a slight nod of understanding to no one in particular as she waved her tail to the felines around her. Raising her voice up, she spoke, though her voice cracked at first from lack of use and being parched from the journey. "Bluffclan, Heathclan, we will rest here for the night." The murmur of relief the rippled through the clans like a wave hit her heart in the worst way. Each and every member of the clan looked as exhausted and torn up as she felt. Shadedspeck had been supported between two warriors and practically carried along, halfway through the trip. Now, her father was slumped up in a tiny patch of grass, blood welling up from his paw pads.
With a soft sigh of sadness, Silentstar limped up to Jackdawstar and settled next to the exhausted leader. She was about to speak when Stormchill slipped up to the two of them. Returning his greeting, she waited for him to speak, before glancing at the tom beside her. He was clearing more worn out than she was, so the spotted white and black bengal spoke up. She let her voice travel among the warriors of the two clans. "I know we are all tired, believe me, I do. However, whoever feels strong enough, gather a couple patrols and see what we can find for prey and bedding. I want the queens and their kits, as well as our elders to be as warm and comfortable as they can be. I want them fed first." She paused for a moment, before continuing. "Warriors and apprentices are to sleep surrounding our weaker members at night. Take turns guarding each other and the queens and elders. We can ge..."
The Bluffclan leaders voice cut short and her maw gaped open as she stared back the way they had come. Eyes locked on the camp, which was now a small area from where they settled at the base of the mountains. Flattening her ears, she felt the fur along her spine and shoulders start to rise as she took in the sight of twolegs dotting the land and their monsters taking over the sheltered area of what had once been Heathclan's home. "Great Starclan.." The whisper escaped from Silentstar as she watched the faded camp being ransacked and destroyed by the twolegs. A chill traveled through her body at the thought of the clans still being in the camp. What if they hadn't left when they did.?
❖ [ Jackdawstar(aether) Stormchill(Tealraven) Everyone else(~Skyblaze~ Ember34 fire shadowstreak willowflower) ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]
(Gonna work on some more of these tomorrow. But wanted to get something up for Silentstar!If anyone wants to RP, I will respond to some starters from people when I get back on.)
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Shadedspeck Tom ; Elder ; 150 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]
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Feathersoul Molly ; Queen ; 35 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [Open] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• Tinykit Tom ; Kit ; 1 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan] •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Rushingfire Tom ; Senior Warrior ; 68 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Bluffclan]
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Mysticpaw Tom ; Apprentice ; 8 Moons
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Graypebble Molly ; Elder ; 76 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
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Eaglecry Tom ; Warrior ; 20 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
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Foxtumble Tom ; Warrior ; 28 Moons
This is where you rp.
❖ [Open] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• Swiftpaw Molly ; Apprentice ; 10 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan] •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
Moonpaw Molly ; Apprentice ; 10 Moons
This is where you rp,
❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
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Spiderwatcher Molly ; Warrior ; 40 Moons
This is where you rp. ❖ [ Open ] ❖ ❖ [Heathclan]
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on May 27, 2021 7:59:36 GMT -5
(Giving this a bump of love. Hopefully I can get in the swing of things again soon.)
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
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Post by Ember34 on May 27, 2021 8:42:50 GMT -5
resaving, i'll work on getting some stuff up today)
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Post by aether on Jun 2, 2021 5:24:59 GMT -5
[ i feel so bad :c
i finish the semester is about 2 weeks. i've been going well and am happy but after 2-4 assignments every week i just dont have the brain space for creative writing xD
i haven't forgotten, but i understand if people decide they don't want to rp here because they've lost the feel for it - i totally understand.
hopefully soon i can get back into the swing of it.
thanks guys <3
and thank you frost too C: ]
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Post by Tealraven on Jun 2, 2021 14:43:55 GMT -5
( aw, don't feel bad, aether! i'm in the same place as you rn. it's hard to churn out creative writing when your brain is full to bursting! xD
i'm still interested in this rp, so i'm not going anywhere c:
i hope your assignments go smoothly and you finish the semester strong! i'll be here when you're ready to get back into the swing of things. take all the time you need <3 )
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Post by fire on Jun 6, 2021 15:30:00 GMT -5
Still here, still ready whenever, when this is going again, i'll be here//
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Post by fire on Jun 18, 2021 23:39:50 GMT -5
Tomorrow, I'm gonna be reading up on replies and then I'll get something up!//
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Post by shadowstreak on Jun 19, 2021 19:19:56 GMT -5
(I hope everyone is doing well! I know people are busy so no worries about taking your time with replies, aether c: I really enjoy being a part of this rp and don’t mind the wait) |
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Post by fire on Jun 22, 2021 22:41:17 GMT -5
Stormclaw
Tom | Warrior | 23 moons
Mountains | Stagrunner, Foxpounce, Thunderflash, Featherfall, Shadepelt (~Skyblaze~, aether)
Stormclaw heard Silentstar begin to yowl out that the cats could stop for the night. He felt beyond relieved, and wondered how the elders and queens must feel if he, a strong and healthy warrior at the beginning of his prime, felt tired and worn ragged. He caught a glimpse of Shadedspeck slumped on the grass, his pads bruised and battered. He had helped carry the tom after his conversation with Harestep had ended not long after sunhigh, and had switched out with another warrior after a few hours. Now, as he looked around him, pretty much all of the cats gathered at the base of the mountains were already slumping down or wobbled on their paws. Determined to help out as many cats as he could by at least providing a decent meal, he scanned the area for the healthiest-looking warriors.
Approaching a group of warriors not far from him he said, "We'd better get started on a hunting patrol. There are a lot of cats here that are tired and need to be fed." He tried his best to ignore his own empty stomach and aching bones and continued on, eyeing a black BluffClan tom with golden eyes. "You, go find more warriors and gather a patrol that can hunt for bedding and prey. Try to stick close to the base of the mountain; maybe some moss will be growing along these rocks." As the tom nodded and set off, he shifted his focus back to the group before him and said, "Let's be off." Turning around, he started to set a decent pace and immediately began looking for any sources of prey, opening his mouth to taste the scents in the air.
-------------------------------------------------------- ShadepeltTom | Warrior | 24 moonsMountains | Harestep, Streamfrost, Brooksong (shadowstreak, ~Skyblaze~, aether) Shadepelt was exhausted after the long trek to the bottom of the mountains, and couldn't imagine how cats older and weaker than him felt. He didn't want to spend time feeling sorry for himself, so as Silentstar began to say what needed to be done, he tried to make himself look useful and as if he were ready and willing to go on a patrol. It must've worked, because soon enough a black HeathClan tom with blue eyes approached him, Featherfall, and a couple of HeathClan toms who were nearby, and began to form a patrol. In truth, he didn't mind being a part of one, especially since it meant caring for the weakest members of the group. Soon enough, though, the HeathClan tom who hadn't even bothered to introduce himself told him to form another patrol to gather bedding and prey. Nodding, he set out to find other cats.
Noticing a bunch of warriors that were near each other, though not engaged in conversation, he approached them and motioned with a flick of his ears that he'd like to talk with them. They set their eyes on him, but didn't seem particularly eager to hear what he had to say. He couldn't blame them; if any cat wasn't feeling tired and fed up by now, they weren't normal. Starting off a little sheepishly, he said, "I figured we could form a patrol to find bedding and prey, like Silentstar said. Are you all all right with that?" Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the BluffClan leader looking down at something. Following her gaze, he noticed Twolegs infesting the former Clan territories. He growled slightly, trying not to have a slight phase as he did earlier, and eventually he managed to drag his eyes away from the sight to hear what the other cats had to say.
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 22, 2021 22:44:17 GMT -5
I'm.sorry for never getting replies up >~> I've been busy irl with family stuff, weddings are to much work to prepare, and I got a new job recently so been busy with that, I work in the morning but will be back after 3pm, I will try my.hardest to get things up for at least two of my characters that is my goal)
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Golden Deer Leader
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Post by Ember34 on Jun 23, 2021 19:53:29 GMT -5
Shadowpuddle-Base of Mountains-Open The tom had moved away to allow for the leaders to talk. Most of the cats seemed to have been taking charge in figuring out things to do, sitting to curl his tail around himself, his gaze flicked back to the direction of camp. Watching as the twolegs destroyed it, if the tom was hurt, he did a good job of hiding it, though his ears were pulled back a bit. He allowed his gaze to sweep across the cats, taking note that everyone had made it out in one piece, though he knew it would be a possibility that they lost cats, it was unavoidable with the journey that laid ahead of them, he would have to at least try to be positive that things would work out. Scarletfall-Base of Mountains-Open As usual for the she cat, she had slinked off from most of them to curl up on her own. She hadn't dared look behind at the camp, but she knew what she would see, based on what she had heard others talking about. She felt guilty for feeling sad that the camp was destroyed, she wasn't clanborn, so it wasn't right for her to feel sad for the home being destroyed. She shook out her fur to clear the thoughts as best she could, she was a warrior of Healthclan, she should be able to think of the camp as her home. She watched as cats moved about amongst themselves, some seemed to go out for hunting while others were getting settled in to sleep. Woolbreath-Base of Mountains-Open
Woolbreath watched as patrols were moving to go hunting, his tail flicking as he debated on going and joining them. But seeing how many cats there was already heading out he choose to remain with the large group. he moved about helping out where he could, such as helping elders get more comfortable. He scanned the many bodies to hopefully spot his apprentice Blizzardpaw, it would be good to check on the young apprentice with all that was happening.
healthclan cats and bluffclan cats, gonna assign the cats with a color for what clan they are in will be easier for me, now if i can remember this will be the challenge) |
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Post by shadowstreak on Jun 24, 2021 10:33:33 GMT -5
( fire I will try and get a reply up for Harestep later today!) |
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Post by shadowstreak on Jun 24, 2021 20:18:25 GMT -5
Harestep - HeathClan - Shadepelt ( fire)
Harestep was sitting near a few other warriors in silence. His gaze was sweeping sadly over the cats around him. Everyone looks so tired... So, so tired. Admittedly, his paws ached worse than the tom could ever remember them aching before, and the sharp winds stung his eyes and nose. As he scanned the two clans, another cold blast of air bodied its way through the cats. The long-haired tom squeezed his eyes shut and braced himself as the wind buffeted his golden fur around. Once it had passed, the HeathClan tom opened his eyes again slowly. Hello, who is this?
His gaze was now drawn to an approaching black-furred tom whose golden eyes seemed to shine with purpose. His scent was that of BluffClan and Harestep could tell that the tom was younger than him. However, he proposed a patrol and the HeathClan tom wanted nothing more than a job to do; the best way to stop worrying about yourself was to help others. As he stood, Harestep suddenly recalled the tom's name. Shadepelt, of course! A very fitting name. He was quite pleased with himself for remembering Shadepelt's name and took a few steps closer to the black tom. Giving his golden pelt a shake, Harestep offered a kind smile to the young warrior; he had sounded a bit nervous when he first spoke, and Harestep couldn't blame him. "I would love to help!" His long limbs made Harestep much more suited to chasing prey than for gathering bedding, and the tom hoped that being able to do some running would help warm him up. Suddenly realizing that the BluffClan tom might not recall his name, Harestep decided it best to introduce himself, just in case. "I'm Harestep, and you're Shadepelt, right?" |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Jun 30, 2021 8:55:18 GMT -5
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