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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 24, 2021 15:36:29 GMT -5
Irisdapplewith Gullchaser // palm circle
Golden eyes squint against the bright sun as Irisdapple pushes her way through the floral growth, entering the clearing of Palm Circle. She watches as the palm fronds give a slight sway, there must be a slow breeze that they couldn't feel from being so close to the ground. As much as the orange and white molly enjoyed the warm weather of Low Tide, she hated how humid it could be. There was no way to be comfortable in the sticky atmosphere, especially with her slightly longer fur that was always harder to manage whenever there was any kinds of humidity outside. Nonetheless, here she was, sent to check on the herbs and collect any they needed with her fellow collector Gullchaser.
Speaking of the tom, Irisdapple looked over at the brown tabby and smiled at her clanmate. "The lemongrass and comfrey plants look to be doing well in the heat." She commented, her attention going back to the herbs. The peachy orange molly circles the plots of plants, her eyes looking out for any weakness in the greens that could only happen from being in too warm weather. Her left ear twitches, mind wandering as she tries to keep her focus on remembering what herbs they needed to gather. Irisdapple couldn't shake this anxious feeling the kept creeping into the back of her mind. She woke up this morning with an uneasiness that she just could not pinpoint, as if she knew something big was going to happen today. A heavy sigh escapes her maw, the thought almost making her fur stand up.
[ shadowstreak] (sorry that took so long, i've been watching tv while typing ^^')
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 24, 2021 20:15:46 GMT -5
( updated short forms for cerulean + barracuda, plus three new characters c: ) ใ Ceruleantide ใ 35 moonsโ โ โtomโ โ โbisexualโ โ โfisher A lean blue-grey tom with striking cerulean eyes.
Tealraven
ใ Barracudapaw ใ
7 moonsโ โ โmollyโ โ โlesbianโ โ โguard's apprentice
An athletic ginger-and-white tabby with pale chartreuse eyes.
Tealraven
ใ Sandynose ใ
30 moonsโ โ โmollyโ โ โbiromantic aceโ โ โguard
A brawny fawn-colored molly with vibrant green eyes.
Sandynose is a tall, powerfully built molly with vibrant green eyes. Broad-shouldered and stalwart in stature, her fawn-colored coat is patterned with faded scars from her rough-and-tumble days as an apprentice. Some would argue that she still acts like one; Sandynose practically embodies the 'dumb jock' archetype. Cheerful and friendly, this molly is a golden retriever in feline form. She is boisterous, courageous, and confident in her abilities. Eternally optimistic, she takes great pride and joy in her role as a protector for her Clan. Perhaps she is too prideful. All too frequently her confidence manifests itself as foolhardiness. Sandynose is brash and eager to jump to her Clanmates' defense in the face of danger, throwing caution to the winds. She prefers to solve problems with brute strength, and acts somewhat petulant when things don't go her way. Sandynose is many things; subtle is not one of them. Socially, she's embarrassingly oblivious. Unspoken feelings or implied meanings sail right over her head. Though she means well, she can be downright tactless at times. This has, to her immense frustration, often gotten in the way of her forming lasting relationships.
open to a (very patient) crushโ โ โopen to familyโ โ โN/A
Tealraven
ใ Hootwhisker ใ
20 moonsโ โ โnonbinaryโ โ โpanromantic aceโ โ โhunter
A small brown tabby with honey-gold eyes.
Hootwhisker is a small brown tabby with honey-gold eyes. Stealthy and light on their feet, they have always been exceptional at sneaking up on prey - and on unsuspecting Clanmates. Hootwhisker is rather infamous for pulling pranks and getting away with it. They're rarely seen without a mischievous grin on their face (or 'smirk of doom,' as some call it.) Fortunately their hijinks are mostly harmless. Hootwhisker is also a huge flirt. They love to tease others and be teased back, but they don't ever expect to catch feelings, nor do they anticipate reciprocation. It's all in good fun to them. They never seem to take anything seriously and they deflect probing questions or insults with humor. Almost nothing offends them. Irresponsible and flippant, it's a wonder they became a warrior at all. Fellow apprentices insisted they never saw the tabby training, yet Hootwhisker still managed to pass their final assessment... somehow. Of course, this feat left the cat even more insufferably cocky than before. They're annoying, but in a good way (most of the time). Hootwhisker is obnoxiously charming and gets along with pretty much everyone, but doesn't actually have any close friends. They seem to be afraid of commitment and are reluctant to let themself care too much about one cat. Whenever a conversation gets too serious or starts to focus too much on Hootwhisker, they quickly change the subject. They really don't like to talk about their feelings. For all their flirty bravado, they're very uncomfortable in intimate settings. Should anyone try to form a bond with this young warrior, they'll just run away from it.
open to a crushโ โ โnot open to familyโ โ โN/A
Tealraven
ใ Aloebreeze ใ
45 moonsโ โ โtomโ โ โstraightโ โ โcollector
An elegant blue-point Siamese cat with blue eyes.
Aloebreeze is a pretty tom. Slender and elegant with finely-pointed features, the Siamese cat has a shorthaired white coat and soft, blue-grey colorpoint markings on his face, legs, and tail. His eyes are a gentle blue. Though the angles of his face are sharp and he looms over most cats in the Clan, he's nowhere near as severe as he looks. Aloebreeze is a gentle giant, softspoken and mild-mannered in every way. He's not particularly skilled in any one field, but that's alright. Aloebreeze is perfectly average at everything he does, and he's content with that. He's always had an eye for detail, though, and his love for collecting shiny agates is what inspired him to become a collector for the Clan. Empathetic and very observant, he can usually spot when a cat is acting differently. He wants nothing more than to make his Clanmates happy, and is more than willing to sit and listen quietly and attentively whenever someone needs to vent. This tom is so easygoing, it's almost frustrating. Nothing ever seems to disturb him. He'd much rather follow orders without question than cause conflict. Aloebreeze is affable and agreeable to a fault; too often he is reluctant to stand up for himself or speak out, even if he knows it's the right thing to do. He doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but he may be doing others - and himself - more harm than good by sticking to the status quo no matter what.
open to a crushโ โ โopen to familyโ โ โN/A
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Post by eel on Aug 24, 2021 21:35:58 GMT -5
(Yeah, Reefpaw's colour is invisible on the background for me ^^' There are workarounds but going default colour would really help. Just for when the scene involves me is fine! Sorry for the trouble.)
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Post by shadowstreak on Aug 25, 2021 21:22:06 GMT -5
( no worries! I had onboarding training yesterday and today so I'm only just having time to reply myself. c: )
Gullchaser - Palm Circle - w; Irisdapple (๐๐๐๐๐ข )
Gullchaser had always enjoyed searching for herbs; he loved how their smell lingered on his pelt for so long. He loved going to the Palm Circle to harvest them. Most of all, though, he loved knowing that they would be used to help heal. While he possessed very limited knowledge of medicine, he had a great deal of respect for Medicine Cats, both their wisdom and their work. He also decidedly liked collecting them more with another cat than alone. Today he was with Irisdapple. With a flick of his tail, the large tom turned his attention to the aforementioned she-cat as she spoke. "They seem to like the heat more than you do, anyways." His meow was deep, but his tone was light. He had noticed her pelt reacting slightly in the heavy humidity that day and it made Gullchaser all the more thankful for his shorter fur.
When they stopped to begin more seriously examining the herbs to choose the best to bring back to camp, the tom couldn't help but notice his fellow collector seemed slightly distracted. The heavy sigh that escaped Irisdapple only confirmed his suspicions. Tilting his head to the side, he decided to prod "Irisdapple?" He took a few steps closer, his eyes harboring a gentle concern, "It may be none of my business, but is everything alright?"
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 26, 2021 0:24:03 GMT -5
Irisdapplewith Gullchaser [shadowstreak] // palm circle
Her nose was deep in the purple bell-shaped flowers of some comfrey, ear twitching when her name is called. Irisdapple lifts her head and looks to Gullchaser, smiling softly when she recognizes the concern in his eyes. The molly considered her collector partner to be a rather close friend, the two growing up together with Irisdapple only being a moon older than the tom, training side-by-side. Some could say that she preferred Gullchaser's company more than most, especially when all the rumors were circulating around her family about her mother. All the talk made the she-cat rather insecure in her younger years, so-much-so that she wasn't able to get over it until moons after she received her warrior name.
It was hard not to open up when he asked if she was alright, so Irisdapple found herself sighing once more and padding up to the larger tom. She sits back on her haunches, shifting weight between her front paws as she searches for the right words. "Yes, I suppose so. There's nothing that's exactly wrong, it's just..." The white and orange molly trailed off, her nose scrunching slightly as she narrows her eyes at nothing. "I've got this feeling that I just can't shake. Like something big is gonna happen and I have no idea what." Finally, she raises her head, her golden eyes staring into his pale green. "Who knows, maybe I'm just crazy. Or, maybe the heat is getting to me." There was a bit of a nod to his earlier jab towards her. Before she stands again, Irisdapple leans over and briefly presses her forehead to his shoulder. "Thank you for asking, I really appreciate it when it's coming from you."
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Post by little blu โฅ on Aug 26, 2021 15:00:22 GMT -5
[ Sorry everyone, I live with quite a few medical problems, and they hinder me sometimes.
I'll try and get replies up today! <3 ]
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 26, 2021 16:19:43 GMT -5
(no need to apologize blu, your health always comes first. happy to see youโre well enough for some replies tho <3)
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 26, 2021 18:07:13 GMT -5
( take all the time you need, blu! hope you feel better soon <3
also I added some new character forms to my post above. lmk if I need to change something ^^ )
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Post by little blu โฅ on Aug 26, 2021 18:20:56 GMT -5
 The anxiety dancing along his nerve endings, like a rock abrading his flesh, already had Nautilusstar on alert. When the dawn patrol returned, his deputy leading the way, his glass colored gaze immediately flashed to them. Those slender white hackles even rose, so lost in his own thoughts that for a moment he hadn't recognized his own clan-mates. A shaky breath escaped the messy white tom and he collapsed back onto Sun Rock, his body nearly limp, head resting on his paws. He listened as paw-steps drew near, the scent of Pearlwave reaching him before the brush of her fur touched his side.
Her words were met with a flick of his right ear, confusion pinging around his brain. Did he look disheveled today? More so than usual? He supposed he hadn't groomed since... the tom tensed as he realized he couldn't remember. So he probably looked a bit... worse for wear, he couldn't imagine his deputy actually approved of his appearance. Was this sarcasm or a joke? Probably. His clan mates seemed to be very fond of them, even if Nautilusstar never quite understood them. "I suppose I forgot to groom," he admitted, peeking back at the tall she-cat.
The poke to his shoulder had Nautilusstar sitting up so he could interact with Pearlwave without craning his neck. He supposed this was also more respectful to his companion. He shifted a bit, unsure how to answer her question. There was so much on his mind, how could he put it all into words? "There's... a lot going on. A lot to plan, with the Games," he attempted to explain, flexing his claws against the stone. "We have to hold the preliminaries - which have to be held tomorrow," the tom murmured. All the planning was really weighing heavily on his shoulders. He couldn't wait for the Flower Gathering to be over with - frankly.
Nectarbee with Ceruleantide
clearwater beach
@ Tealraven The golden tabby giggled as she hopped through the shallows of the water, her eyes sparkling with delight when the waves lapped against her legs and belly fur. She was never really the best with swimming and catching fish was definitely not her specialty - but that didn't mean she didn't love the water as much as the next CoastalClan cat. Nectarbee turned her bright smile on her companion, the poor fisher she'd dragged out with her.
"Do you think if a cat stayed in the water long enough, they'd grow gills?" she asked, taking a leap in the water and playfully splashing Ceruleantide, her body vibrating with the effort it took to stay still. "That would be so cool!" the molly enthused, peering out over the water at where the sky met the waves.
Nectarbee was so excited for tonight, she couldn't wait to go to the Flower Gathering. So much so, she found it a bit difficult to stay still and focus today - more so than usual. Which is why she'd asked for some fishing lessons. Sharpening her skills sometimes helped to calm her down. 
Reefpaw with Squidpaw
in camp
@ eel Reefpaw tilted his head, sensing the discomfort from the tom in front of him. The black, gray, and white apprentice had always been deeply empathetic and he tried to shuffle back a few paces to give Squidpaw some more space - wondering if he was the problem. "It's no problem, you were busy. I'm the one who interrupted you. Have you been practicing for the Games?" the tom asked, keeping his tone soft and trying to project the soothing quality he often heard Hibiscuspetal used with spooked patients. Not that his den-mate was in shock but Reefpaw didn't want to upset the other tom more, if possible.
The abrupt change of subject startled the apprentice, his ears flattening slightly. It took a moment but the young tom got the vibe that Squidpaw didn't really feel like talking about himself. Which meant that Reefpaw would have to speak about himself - which wasn't his favorite pass time either. Oh well. "I'm alright. I've had a bunch of chores to do today, so I've been just been taking care of those around camp," he recalled - purposely leaving out mention of how his hip had been bothering him.
"It's not so bad... but picking the dirt clumps out of the flowers for the festival has been a bit tedious," Reefpaw faked a shudder and shook himself, looking down at his dirt stained paws. They would take forever to clean, since the fur was usually a pristine white. |
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Post by little blu โฅ on Aug 26, 2021 18:26:56 GMT -5
[[ I'll add them now Teal! <3
I'm also getting rid of some of my characters, I think. to make more because i have no control
If anyone has emotional attachment to any of the idiots, speak now or forever hold your peace. xD ]]
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Post by shadowstreak on Aug 26, 2021 22:04:39 GMT -5
Gullchaser - Palm Circle - w; Irisdapple (๐๐๐๐๐ข )
The brown tabby felt immediate relief when Irisdapple's face lifted from the herbs and looked to his own with a smile. At least she wasn't put off by his question. Of course, Gullchaser really hadn't been worried about that. After all, he and the molly had been close for as long as he could remember. He had always been a very agreeable cat, and for most of his life every cat he knew he had been on good terms with. Though, admittedly, his relationship with white and orange collector had been, how should he explain it, deeper? Yes, deeper than other relationships in his life. She had been the first cat he genuinely thought he had been able to help back when she had been hurting. He had always been thankful she hadn't pushed him away then, and it seemed as though they had gone to each other for any kind of advice or comfort since.
When she began talking, he set his green gaze on her intently, listening carefully to everything she said. When she had finished, a soft purr rumbled in his throat as she leaned in to press her forehead into his shoulder. He lowered his own head to give Irisdapple's a comforting lick before speaking, "Well, I don't think you're being crazy." He began assuredly. "The Clan Games are coming up, so it could be nerves about that?" He suggested. Continuing, Gullchaser added, "Who knows? Maybe it means something big is going to happen. But that doesn't mean it will be a bad thing - it could be a wonderful thing." He dipped his head in acknowledgement to her closing comment, "You know I'll always mean it." He paused to flick his tail to her to emphasize his promise, "Besides, if it is something bad, I'll be here for that too." |
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 26, 2021 23:04:05 GMT -5
Pearlwave
with Nautilusstar [little blu โฅ] // in camp
Pearlwave could sense the anxiety coming off of the leader, but she didn't realize just how bad it was until now. Her expression softens as she listens to Nautilusstar's woes, about how much they still needed to prepare for the upcoming Games, and she's sure the Flower Gathering wasn't helping one bit. The white molly pushes herself up now, having a feeling that they needed to talk some business, and she would feel bad laying around and trying to relax while Nautilusstar fretted. "Here, let's get your fur sorted out." Having known the tom for so long, Pearlwave considered him family, especially after the passing of her parents. So, she scoots next to him and begins to run her tongue over his unkempt fur, hoping the leader would eventually start to relax.
After working over his shoulder, her eyes flicker over to study Nautilusstar's face. "Good news is, the Flower Gathering is all prepared for. The collectors have already prepared the flowers and we checked out the Cove during patrol this morning. So, don't waste anymore energy worrying about tonight." Her tone was comforting yet stern, telling him that he was being nervous without reason. "As far as the Games are concerned, I'll ask the Council Members what more needs to be prepared and start designating teams to finish any last touches."
Taking a moment to look over her handiwork, Pearlwave was nearly done smoothing down and cleaning Nautilusstar's fur. "You're not alone in this, Nautilusstar, you've got me, and the Council, and everyone else behind you. If you're too nervous to reach out for help, then I hope you at least feel comfortable enough asking for help from me. If not as your deputy, then at the very least as your best friend." Finally, with one last lick to his cheek, the slender molly finally finished grooming the tom's normally messy pelt.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 26, 2021 23:50:59 GMT -5
Irisdapple
with Gullchaser [shadowstreak] // palm circle
A purr immediately rumbles in her chest when Gullchaser licks her cheek, already feeling some of her nerves melt away. The toms overall presence was just so comforting, it also helped that his energy was so calm and soothing. If there was one cat in the clan that Irisdapple could just sit and do nothing with, and be happy about it, it would be with Gullchaser. Though, her brother Cranestep was a close second. His words worked in reassuring her, making her feel like whatever was or wasn't going to happen could possibly be a good thing. She couldn't help but chuckle, feeling silly for worrying about possibly nothing.
Once he's finished talking, Irisdapple pressed against him, pushing the top of her head to the bottom of his chin. "Oh, Gullchaser, what would I do without you." She laments in a light tone, another purr following her words. "I've never been good with change, but I guess some day I'll have to get over it." The orange and white molly finally moved away and extended her front paws, stretching her back before sitting with her tail curled around her paws. "Maybe you're right, maybe I'm just nervous about the Games. Who knows, maybe I'll be this years champion." Irisdapple couldn't help but to chuckle at herself, knowing that wasn't true at all. A kit had a better chance at being champion than her.
With one last tender look towards Gullchaser, the collector stood and started to make her way back towards the herbs she was checking out before. "Enough about me, are you excited for tonight? Or for the Games?" She asks him, her tail-tip twitching with excitement. Irisdapple would be lying if she said she wasn't looking forward to the Flower Gathering. Everyone always looked their best, and she loved watching the interaction between clanmates.
(Oh no, I think I would die for these two)
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Post by shadowstreak on Aug 27, 2021 20:08:37 GMT -5
( you and me both c,: )
Gullchaser felt his ears grow warm with embarrassment both from the molly's affectionate nudge and her kind words. "Well," He began, clearing his throat to regain composure, "You haven't had the best experiences with change, but that doesn't mean it's all bad." He wanted to help her be positive, but at the same time he didn't want to make her think she was crazy. If any cat in CoastalClan had the right to be a little nervous about the future, it was Irisdapple. Even so, he was determined to do what he could to not let her worries ruin her mood for the upcoming Games. After all, what if he was right and it would be a good change? On that lighter thought, his face relaxed. Oddly enough, the brown tabby hadn't even noticed he had been tense.
The white and orange molly's movement back to the herbs pulled Gullchaser out of his thoughts and he let an amused purr rise in his throat. "Oh please, you have about as much of a chance at winning the Games as I do." While the collector had a rather intimidating size and build; it was utterly wasted on him. He had no real skill that put him above his other clan mates, especially skills that could be used in the Clan Games. Irisdapple spoke again and he snorted softly, "Am I excited? For tonight? I'm, uh, I'm looking forward to watching, I suppose." He meowed, somewhat awkwardly as he began sniffing at the herbs. He had always attended the Flower Gathering as an observer, but did everything he could to get out of participating every time it rolled around. While the tom usually had no trouble conversing with anyone and everyone, the Flower Gathering always made him nervous for some reason. There was always a nagging feeling that something was being expected of him during them; as though there were underlying motives and intentions in the conversations had. Now, this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but Gullchaser had felt decidedly out of place during them. "Are you?"
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 28, 2021 13:27:08 GMT -5
( hey everyone! before I start writing replies, does anybody have any characters free that I send my cats towards? )
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Post by shadowstreak on Aug 28, 2021 13:29:37 GMT -5
( hey everyone! before I start writing replies, does anybody have any characters free that I send my cats towards? ) ( I have Darkwater (fisher) open, Teal c: ) |
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 28, 2021 20:05:31 GMT -5
CERULEANTIDE clearwater beach / with nectarbee
Ceruleantide lifted his head out of the water, a small fish clamped in his jaws, only to be splashed over the head and startled into dropping his catch. "Hey!" He watched in dismay as the fish darted away, vanishing into the waves once again. Scowling, he cast an accusatory glance over his shoulder at his companion. "Nectarbee, watch it! All of your splashing about like a beached seal is scaring the fish away." He shook his head vigorously, scattering droplets in her direction.
The molly had her gaze fixed on the horizon, a look of pure rapture on her face. Nectarbee talked a mile a minute, and Ceruleantide sometimes struggled to keep up with what she was saying. He rolled his eyes as she babbled on about cats with fish gills. "Well, I practically spent my entire apprenticeship in the water, and I don't have gills. But maybe I just haven't been a fisher for long enough yet."
The blue-grey tom waded over to Nectarbee. "So." He looked her up and down, and noticed with a hint of amusement that the water came up to the smaller cat's belly, while on his body it only rose halfway up his legs. "If you want to brush up on your fishing skills, you'll have to pay attention to everything I say. And be patient!" He jerked his head toward the water, trying to draw her attention back. "Ready?"
SANDYNOSE in camp / with darkwater
It was a beautiful day for a Flower Gathering - certainly too beautiful to be spent standing around in camp. Sandynose relished being a guard and took her duties very seriously, but it could be dreadfully boring at times. She envied those who got to go out and collect flowers or catch prey for the feast tonight. The excitement in the air was tangible; she could hear it in the cheerful mews of cats coming and going. The camp was buzzing with activity in preparation for tonight's event and the upcoming Clan Games. As Sandynose's eyes wandered across the sand, she noted with a sigh that everybody seemed to be busy with something except for her.
And perhaps one other.
Sandynose's gaze landed on Darkwater, who didn't appear to be actively engaged in anything at the moment. A-ha! She thought triumphantly. This could be my chance! She stood and shook out her limbs, which had fallen asleep while she had been on guard duty. She nodded to the guard standing opposite her by the camp's entrance and left her post. With a widening grin, the molly bounded over to Darkwater, green eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
"HI DARKWATER!" She shouted. "I couldn't help but notice that you had nothing to do, and what with everything that's been happening today, I didn't want you to feel left out, plus I haven't had a chance to actually help with any of the preparations today, so I thought, 'hey, why don't we go catch some fish for the Flower Gathering tonight?'" She paused for breath, inhaled sharply, and continued. "Well, by we I mean you, since I can't fish, but I can come with you and protect you and keep an eye out for danger while you fish! Because that's what guards do!" She tilted her head. "So, what do you say?"
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Post by Pearl on Aug 29, 2021 8:10:31 GMT -5
(I'm also open to Rp. My cats are: Shellstorm [hunter], Owlsplash [fisher], Snowstem [fisher], Ashspirit [collector], Squirrelmist [collector], and Bluepaw [guard apprentice])
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 29, 2021 16:46:15 GMT -5
( Squirrelmist and Aloebreeze might have some entertaining interactions, and they're both collectors. Maybe we could rp them collecting flowers for the Flower Gathering? )
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Post by Pearl on Aug 30, 2021 0:57:24 GMT -5
(Sure. Do you want to start?)
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Post by Tealraven on Aug 30, 2021 13:12:48 GMT -5
ALOEBREEZE palm circle / with squirrelmist
"Well, here we are," Aloebreeze announced, lifting his head with a placid smile to the palm fronds that fluttered high above them. The trees that dotted the edges of the clearing swayed and creaked gently in the balmy breeze, but down on the ground the air was warm and still. His fur prickled uncomfortably from the humidity. Not that it bothered him, of course. On an afternoon as lovely as this one, what was there to complain about?
The Siamese tom padded across the grass to inspect a vibrantly-hued cluster of hibiscus flowers. So many to choose from and so little time! But the flowers had to be perfect; somebody's future love life could depend on it. "Ooh, how about these ones? Too gaudy?"
He turned and scanned the area behind him for his fellow collector. "Squirrelmist?" Oh, he hoped the molly hadn't gotten lost. She was a brilliant collector, but she wasn't always the shiniest seashell on the shore. He was so sure she'd been right behind him. "Come on, now, these flowers won't gather themselves!" He called, a note of anxiety creeping into his slow, calm voice.
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Post by shadowstreak on Aug 30, 2021 20:59:59 GMT -5
(hello! thank you for your patience, teal - I love the starter for Sandynose c: I've been swamped with new job onboarding but hopefully I can get a reply up tomorrow or Wednesday!)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 30, 2021 22:54:05 GMT -5
Irisdapple
with Gullchaser [shadowstreak] // palm circle
The heat was still seeping into her pelt, causing Irisdapple to shift uncomfortably before shaking her fur and running her tongue over her shoulder. Maybe she would try and convince Gullchaser to go down to the beach with her, after they're done at Palm Circle of course. Another purr rises in her throat at his comment, finding joy in the fact that they both had no interest in participating in the games. After checking over a few more plots and starting a bundle of herbs, Irisdapple found herself next to the tom once more. She glances up to him and studies his face for a moment before tilting her head. "Oh? Just watching?" The orange and white molly chuckled before giving Gullchaser a playful nudge. She supposes she couldn't blame him, knowing that she had always done the same for the seasons in the past. Mostly because she didn't feel confident enough, and also because she was worried that others might talk the next day.
Irisdapple had to take a minute to consider if she was truly excited for the Flower Gathering. A flutter in her chest told her that she was, to some degree, looking forward to the event. Her expression softens and she gives a slight nod. "Yeah, yeah I think I am." The molly admitted, feeling herself starting to flush. "Maybe my nerves are for tonight, maybe I'll actually put myself out there this season." There was a twinkling in Irisdapple's eyes as she gazed up at Gullchaser, a hopeful look on her face. Suddenly, the she-cat starts to feel self-conscious, as if she should feel bad for a reason she couldn't quite pinpoint yet. Quickly, she clears her throat and looks away, unsure of where to look. "But, I don't want to abandon you if you plan on just watching."
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Post by shadowstreak on Aug 31, 2021 18:19:12 GMT -5
Darkwater - Camp - w; Sandynose (Tealraven )
Darkwater sat at the edge of camp, running her tongue over her messy pelt. The lanky gray tabby was enjoying the warmth of the sun sinking into her fur and the voices and busyness of the camp served as a gentle humming for her to zone out to. Absently, she pulled and tugged at her fur, trying to get the hair that had worked their way into spikes - undoubtably from all of her time spent in the saltwater - to smooth out. She knew it was a lost cause, but it was something she could do that didn't require any concentration. She glanced around the camp in amusement; watching her clanmates, especially the younger ones, scurrying about in preparation for the Flower Gathering. Of course, Darkwater enjoyed the event as much as the next cat, but she had given up participating. When she was younger, she was much too obstinate and snarky to ever hope to have a cat interested in her, and now that she was more mature, she just didn't think it worth her time. No, tonight was for the new warriors, not for her, and she was perfectly content as a spectator. She was pulled out of her thoughts by the loud and sudden arrival of Sandynose. Freezing mid-lick, her tongue still stuck to her raised paw, the fisher listened as the words came like a waterfall from her clanmate. Finally, slowly lowering her paw and blinking a few times, processing everything that had just been said, the tabby finally spoke, "Good morning, Sandynose." She attempted to be somewhat diplomatic, trying to hid her amusement at the molly's enthusiasm. Although she had been enjoying her lack of responsibility for the day, Darkwater couldn't find it in herself to say no to the younger cat's excitement. "Well," She began, standing to stretch her long limbs. "I had been considering going fishing, but didn't think I should since I wouldn't have anyone to protect me if I ran into anything... dangerous." She almost whispered the last word; her dark blue eyes glinted with amusement, but it was all in good humor. "I'd be honored to have you accompany me - and hopefully help carry back all the fish I'll catch." She meowed with a purr. Gullchaser - Palm Circle - w; Irisdapple ( ๐๐๐๐๐ข ) Gullchaser waited for the molly's answer, watching as she picked and pulled at the herbs, making her way back over to the tom. At her nudge and playful comment, the large brown tabby gave an exaggerated eye roll, though an amused smile was on his face. However, he didn't answer, the look in the molly's eye letting him know that Irisdapple had more to say. Soon enough, the orange and white collector confessed that she would actually be participating in the Flower Gathering. With a surprised flick of his tail, Gullchaser looked down at her, eyes slightly wider. It shouldn't be such a shock that she would want to participate; Irisdapple was a young, friendly, and attractive cat - those were the characteristics of the cats who took part in the Flower Gathering and were, more often than not, successful. But what if she did find someone she liked? Would they lose their closeness? Would they still spend so much time together, or would he be replaced? He felt a slight pang in his chest and scolded himself for his selfishness. Good friends wanted those close to them to be happy.
He snapped out of his thoughts when she looked away suddenly and mentioned him. Tilting his head to the side in confusion at her sudden shyness, he gave his fellow collector a soft shove with his shoulder. "Hey, are you alright?" He attempted to lighten the mood with a purr, "Oh, don't you worry about me - I'm not suited for the Flower Gathering, you know that." Suddenly self-conscious himself, Gullchaser added, "But you are! At least, I've always thought you'd do well. Er, not well, but - you know what I mean. Besides," He cleared his throat, regaining his composure, "I'd do better watching in case you get stuck in a boring conversation; I can swoop in and save you!" |
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 31, 2021 21:32:18 GMT -5
Irisdapple
with Gullchaser [shadowstreak] // palm circle
Irisdapple feels herself start to smile and relax slightly after his playful shove, even more so when she hears his purr. Though, her smile falters when Gullchaser tells her not worry about him. How could she not worry about the tom? The brown tabby was one of her closest companions, it was hard not to worry about him. Her eyes widen as she notices just how flustered he's become, tripping over his words and trying to recover. It was hard to hold in her giggles, but she managed as well as she could. "You'd do that for me? That's very sweet of you, Gullchaser." Irisdapple purrs softly and leans up to press her nose to his cheek. "Well, in that case, maybe I should stick to your side tonight. That way I won't have to worry about getting stuck in a boring conversation, and you won't have to do any swooping."
Her words slowly settle in and she blinks quickly. What was the point in actually participating if she was gonna end up talking to Gullchaser all night? It got her thinking, what if she actually put herself out there, found someone to settle down with, what would happen with her and the collector before her? They had so much history with one another that she couldn't help but think that if someone else were to enter the picture, then one of them would eventually fade into the background. Irisdapple would be the first to admit that she wasn't good with change, and she's not sure if she could handle as big a change as Gullchaser not being the most important cat in her life. While these thoughts race through her head, the molly had been staring at her friend the entire time. She smiles sheepishly and finally looks away, flicking her tail. "Are you ready to go? I think we've gathered all the herbs we need."
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Post by shadowstreak on Sept 1, 2021 11:35:54 GMT -5
Gullchaser - Palm Circle - w; Irisdapple (๐๐๐๐๐ข )
The brown tom could see that his companion was holding back laughter at how he tripped over his last statement. However, Gullchaser was a hard cat to embarrass, and he knew that Irisdapple's amusement was justified. "Of course I would." He snorted, as if there should never have been any doubt that he would intervene in the first place. "Some cats in this clan - even though I'm sure they either can't help it or just aren't aware - really could talk your ear off even if you try and tell them you're not interested." His mind wandered momentarily to all of the times he had been stuck listening to stories or complaints where he tried to delicately remove himself from the conversation but the other party had just kept on talking. In fact, he recalled one instance where a particularly chatty guard had followed him out of camp to continue their story. He shook his head in silent bewilderment, focusing again now on the orange and white molly at his side.
What she said next was both sweet and confusing. Of course he appreciated her offer of spending time with him tonight, but didn't that defeat the purpose of the Flower Gathering? And hadn't she just said she wanted to participate this time? He wanted to respond, but Irisdapple was staring at him, seemingly lost in thoughts of her own. Unsure whether or not to interrupt whatever she was mulling over, the large tabby shifted somewhat awkwardly, kneading the ground below him with his paws. When Irisdapple finally snapped out of her thoughts, she looked away from Gullchaser in - was that embarrassment? Deciding how best to reply, he stood and began getting his herbs together. "I appreciate that you'd spend your time with me tonight, but I'll be okay, really." He insisted. "Don't get me wrong, I'd never reject your company, but hanging around me won't do much for your plans to get to know some other cats tonight." He pointed out. As he bent down to pick up his herbs, he added, "Besides, maybe you'll inspire me to talk to a cat or two, just so we can compare stories later." |
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Jayvines
It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folks that keep the darkness at bay
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Post by Jayvines on Sept 3, 2021 10:42:20 GMT -5
((I noticed your joining page was locked! Are you guys still open for new people?))
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Post by โฅ๐๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑโ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ขโฅ on Sept 3, 2021 10:50:43 GMT -5
((I noticed your joining page was locked! Are you guys still open for new people?)) (Yes we are. Just post the forms here  ) |
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Jayvines
It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folks that keep the darkness at bay
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Post by Jayvines on Sept 3, 2021 11:01:26 GMT -5
(Sweet! Let me know if anything needs adjusting) ใ Driftpaw ใ 7 moonsโ โ โMollyโ โ โHeterosexualโ โ โCollector Apprentice A light grey short-haired molly with white paws, underbelly, and grey eyes. A smaller, slender molly who takes great pride in keeping her coat well-groomed and shiny. Driftpaw (like her siblings) is a quieter, trusting, and more contemplative cat who prefers to admire the dappled patterns of the sun on the ground and the way the leaves fall, than wrestle and skirmish with her peers. She is easily distracted, but thoroughly enjoys helping out around the camp and wandering off to explore the territory in search of pretty baubles to add to her nest. While her distractible and exploratory nature has gotten her into trouble a few times, she means well and wants to do whatever she can for the betterment of her Clan and to prove herself to her peers and leaders. Openโ โ โSister to Reefpaw and Oceanpaw (if you're still open to siblings ๐)โ โ โother |
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Post by eel on Sept 3, 2021 11:06:47 GMT -5
(Letting you are know that I will be posting a reply tonight, sorry for the silence. A lot has been going on for me.)
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