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Post by πππ₯ on May 8, 2021 22:10:45 GMT -5
Oh Blu... I feel ya. I feel ya. Iβve developed a bad habit of disappearing for 4 months just to come back randomly and join 8 different roleplays like nothing ever happened. xD I can never seem to leave for good lol and I donβt want toβIβm finally going to have the time to now though that classes are done for the year. but you are definitely one of the friendly faces that I love to see active whenever I come back and I am very happy youβre joining. β‘ I also have too many characters so Iβll just let some get ripped apart by coyotes and you can do the same if you want. Thank you for the compliments on the code !! I definitely tried something new this time and Iβm enjoying it. I was just worried it was a bit plain but I do like the neutral. π€
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Post by rat on May 8, 2021 22:31:11 GMT -5
Dapplefoot -- 33 moons | Tom | Homosexual
Dapplefoot is a large, heavily built Norwegian forest cat with dark green eyes. His coat appears black when resting, though when active it is easy to see the white undercoat beneath. His silver mane, fluffy tail and thick fur is designed to keep him perfectly warm in the colder months, though he struggles on hot days. He seems strong enough to have made an excellent warrior, if it werenβt for the fact he has little to no depth perception due to a birth defect leaving him with only one eye. However, this does not stop him from being a skilled forager, using his other senses to make up for his less-than-perfect vision.
This tom tends to be a bit of a pushover with authority, not particularly skilled in setting boundaries or saying no. However, he does well with mentoring, good at teaching and encouraging younger cats. Truth be told, he has a bit of an inferiority complex, which he is aware of and acknowledges, but has yet to try change his mindset. Dapplefoot prefers to spend his time hidden away in the medicine den, only coming out when absolutely necessary. He absolutely adores kits.
Other: Open for kin, though obviously no mate.
[ rat ]Mosstooth -- 56 moons | Tom | Bisexual
Mosstooth is an unusually small Maine coon with a brown tabby coat and a white throat, chest, and stomach and teeth that seem too big for his mouth. His eyes are a pale golden yellow with some flecks of amber scattered throughout. Being the size he is, he is less designed for brute force combat and relies more on his speed and agility to defeat his opponent, and his thick coat to protect him from bites and scratches. His feathery tail is longer than expected for his breed, which sometimes results in it accidentally being trod on. Despite being a little on the older side, Mosstooth is still as nimble as he used to be. For the most part.
Mosstooth is good natured and kind, though his temper can be short. He doesnβt let himself be bossed around, even by cats much larger than himself, but he never holds grudges. As friendly as he is, he does enjoy alone time, especially when hunting. His small form allows him to climb trees with more ease than cats with heavier builds, and sitting in the uppermost branches watching the land below is one of his favourite pastimes.
Other: Open to crushes, family, apprentice etc
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I'm not entirely sure if Mosstooth counts as a senior warrior or not but, if he does put him in that category rather than warriors. Hope these are okay, I'm going to work on a molly and post her later, I'm out of ideas for now. Also if I mistype any of my characters names (usually by mixing up the suffix) just ignore me, I seem to do that a lot. If there's anything I need to change, let me know. Otherwise I'm happy to start rping now if anyone's down)
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Post by πππ₯ on May 8, 2021 22:59:36 GMT -5
they both look good Rat! i'll get them added. i also really enjoy their names--they have a classic but unique ring to them! also, i'll probably list Mosstooth as a senior warrior if that sounds good to you; the cutoff is usually like ~55-60 moons i think.
and Dapplefoot could be Wolfstep's younger brother if you want? they seem to look alike and i definitely think they'd have... an interesting dynamic. probably not a lot of brotherly love on Wolfstep's end. xD i have everyone but Cricketpounce open if you have someone specific you'd like to rp with--otherwise, i'll just throw up some open starters. ~
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Post by πππ₯ on May 8, 2021 23:11:37 GMT -5
sounds good! but yeah, Wolfstep definitely needs a foil. he is... not nice. xD i'll get some starters up though.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 8, 2021 23:33:33 GMT -5
Oatpaw with Dapplefoot | Medicine Cat Den
Oatpaw liked to busy himself with his work. Was it tedious at times? Yes. Did this help quench his anxieties about it? Yes. The medicine apprentice was most at home when he was revisiting the familiar forms and patterns of healing in all its complexity. He moved his paws delicately over the shapes and textures of the many leaves and berries tucked into the crevices and cracks in the cliff face. He had a loving touch as he organized, methodically analyzing what they had, what they needed more of, what was about to go back, and the like.
His nose scrunched up as he pawed out a small stack of burnet that had dried improperly, likely affected by the recent Leaffall rains. The leaves were begining to mold, so he set them aside. They'd likely need to restock the traveling herb--they were helpful to have around during Leafbare in case of emergencies. He reminded himself to ask Dapplefoot where the best spot to find more was. Although he was getting old for an apprentice, he still liked to double-check with his mentor and ask him for advice. Oatpaw had a lot of respect for the medicine cat and still liked to get his input on almost everything. He wondered where the tom was now, ears pricking up as he glanced around the store. It was around the corner of one of the two large boulders that created the semi-circle den, covered by a hanging blanket of lichen that served as a makeshift "door" between the herb store and the main den.
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Post by little blu β₯ on May 8, 2021 23:34:09 GMT -5
( it's just hard to keep my mental health good enough to stay active for long periods of time, but i really want to make an effort. if only because i have friends here and i miss them and rping while i'm gone. ^^ plus, we all know i'll end up crawling back eventually. lol. i'm glad you seem to understand the feeling! xD
aw, thank you Fox! i always try to be as friendly as i can, you never know when it'll brighten someone's day! i certainly consider you a friend on here and i'm happy to join Stoneclan!
ripped apart by coyotes sounds good. i just keep finding fluffy cats and i'm like "ooo you could be a cool mountain kitty" xDD
i don't personally think it looks plain, and the neutral colors make it look really clean and pleasing to the eye. if you want a lesson in what not to do, coastalclan coding is a bit of an eyesore, but i'm too busy currently to change it. xD i think you did a wonderful job, is my point. )
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Post by rat on May 8, 2021 23:45:45 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] Dapplefoot nudged past the draped lichen, flicking his ears as it brushed along the side of his face. He hadn't seen his apprentice in a while, and of course the first place to look would be sorting herbs. He slunk up beside him, eyes scanning over what the young tom had done so far. "You're very well-versed in organizing." He commented approvingly, sitting down and watching Oatpaw work. He was never one to hold back praise, he liked to let his apprentice know what he was doing right. "Are we missing anything? I was thinking of going foraging today before it gets dark." Oatpaw had some areas to perfect in the way of gathering herbs, he hadn't quite memorized the known locations to collect them yet.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 8, 2021 23:59:36 GMT -5
Oatpaw with Dapplefoot | Medicine Cat Den
Oatpaw gave a little jump when his mentor stirred the lichen and entered the herb store. He was an easily startled young cat. He composed himself quickly, tucking the poppy seeds he had been counting back onto their shelf in the cliff. "T-thank you, Dapplefoot," The tom responded to the praise, if not a little awkwardly. The compliment made his pelt prickle a bit, although it definitely wasn't the first time that his mentor had had kind words for him. Oatpaw had always had a hard time accepting praise, but his mentors consistency and kindness with him had always been encouraging.
His ears perked up at his mentors question and he nodded towards the ruined pile of burnet. "Yes, actually!" He emphasized, eyes cutting back and forth between Dapplefoot and the burnet. "All the burnet has gone bad, and I thought it might be a good idea to gather some more before Leafbare." Oatpaw turned his attention back to the store, nose scrunching as he tried to recall what else they might be short on. The apprentice was a bit of a paranoid healer, and liked to have an excess of anything they may possibly need. "And maybe borage, comfrey, fennel... possibly some more golden rod, hawkseed..." The tom would have kept going, but trailed off in thought, his expression remaining focuses as he rattled off more herbs mentally.
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Post by rat on May 9, 2021 0:22:00 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] "Alright, alright. We'll go get some more burnet and anything else we see on the way we can collect." Some of the herbs the apprentice had mentioned reached their peak in Leaf-fall, so he had to admit collecting them now would likely give a fruitful harvest. He watch his apprentice deep in thought with an amused expression. "Are you listening to me, Oatpaw?" It was understandable how he was so concerned about running low, what with how anxious he tended to be, but Dapplesky didn't yet share his worry. They'd safely made it through plenty of Leaf-bares before. He gingerly picked up the old herbs, holding them lightly between his teeth. Best to remove these from the den entirely to keep the mess at a minimum. just to clarify, the leader and med cat haven't recieved the prophecy yet have they?)
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 0:47:03 GMT -5
not quite yet, no. i was planning on doing it later in the day in the rp just so everyone (including myself lol) could get somewhat settled with their characters. iβll probably have Brackenstar grab Dapple later if that sounds okay? i am also just now realizing that i forgot to make them like a βholy placeβ to talk to Starclan in so.... i also need to fix that first. xD iβm going to bed for tonight though but i will be on tomorrow!
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Post by πππ’ππππ on May 9, 2021 8:49:12 GMT -5
Silverlamb She-cat | Bi | In Camp {with Cricketpounce}
Silverlamb let out a loud purr when Cricketpounce agreed with with her. She watched as the other she-cat circled her, before she she followed her towards the entrance of the camp. Upon leaving the camp, Silverlamb took in a deep breath. The scents of the trees filled her nose, causing her paws to itch with excitement again. "Oh," Silverlamb looked to her clanmate as she was given the question. "I like hunting anything! I feel like I am really good at hunting down birds and squirrels, but, honestly, I have no idea! That's what cats have told me, so I'll assume it's true." Her tail swished, happy that she had a new friend to hunt with, before she looked Cricketpounce, "How about you? Anything you like the hunt?"
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Post by Daydreamer on May 9, 2021 9:44:12 GMT -5
I'm still fairly new to this forum, but would I be okay to join please?
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 12:15:34 GMT -5
of course you're welcome, Daydreamer ! let me know if you have any questions. (: and yeah rat lol, can't wait to completely destroy that optimism of his. i'll get some replies up now though !!
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Post by Daydreamer on May 9, 2021 12:28:35 GMT -5
Glacialwolf -- 48 moons old | Tom | Bisexual
Physical Appearance; Either a very large cat or a very small bear, Glacialwolf is impressive to look at. Built with a muscular body, he is a blend of pale and dark greys, mingled with shades of pale cream particularly at his chest and each large paw. A chronically stoic look on his face and a gaze that could pierce through rock, he is not an easy cat to approach and he is content with that reputation. One downside of his large size is that he is slow footed, an odd contrast to his surprisingly quick wit, but that means he has very little hunting talent. His eyes are a sharp ice blue.
Personality; Stoic and isolated, this is a warrior happier in the shadows than caught in the limelight, and he has the social skills to match it. Bordering on rude at the best of times, he is more the type to show through actions than words, and has little patience for the talkative types. He is a loyal cat, that can't be brought into question, but most wouldn't know that.
In terms of plot whatever you'd like him to be. I'd quite like for him to have a mate if anyone's free or willing? Same in terms of family.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 12:30:22 GMT -5
Oatpaw with Dapplefoot | Medicine Cat Den
It took the apprentice a minute to shake himself from his thoughts, and he faintly heard Dapplefoot speaking to him over the constant rattle of herbs in his head. He blinked his yellow eyes a few times hard to refocus himself, looking up at his mentor. "Yes, yes! I'm listening," He reassured his mentor, trying his best to give him his full attention.
"Where should we go, then?" Oatpaw asked, trying to mentally map out the pairs typical places for gathering herbs. He had tried his best to memorize the locations and patterns of harvesting he'd learned from Dapplefoot over the moons, but the young tom admittedly relied on his mentor too heavily still. It was his greatest shortcoming as a healer, and one he would hopefully grow out of sooner or later.
Cricketpounce with Silverlamb | Stoneclan Camp Cricketpounce kept her ears pricked as the pair journeyed towards the heart of Stoneclan territory where the Twisted Willow lied, scenting the air as she went for traces of prey. The rich scent of pine washed over her, bringing with her a sense of peace. There was nowhere else Cricketpounce liked to be more than out and about in the territory, on one adventure or another.
She could see the gnarled and blackened tip of the dead willow tree ahead, peeking out over the tops of the pines. The molly glanced back at Silverlamb as she answered her question, nodding at the warriors answer. "Hunting is hunting, isn't it?" She mused with a purr. Cricketpounce was excited to see Silverlamb in action--she was still young and had a lot of apprentice-like respect and awe for some of the older warriors, even if Silverlamb wasn't many moons older than Cricketpounce was. "I'm sure it's true though! I like to hunt little stuff the most, I think," She responded to the returned question, head cocking to the side as she thought. "Mice and voles and things. Little stuff you can really pounce on," The warrior joked, laughing at herself as she said it. "Squirrels tend to be too fast for me, little fluffy devils."
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 12:34:40 GMT -5
he looks good Daydreamer! i absolutely adore his name. i'll get him added ! as far as a mate goes, i can definitely see him and Riverwing having some chemistry? if that's something you'd like to explore in rp. ^^ and Goosefur is always 100% open to be anyone's mom or grand mammy. xD
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Post by Daydreamer on May 9, 2021 12:36:39 GMT -5
Riverwing is such a lovely name! and I love the explanation for it! I'd be more than happy with that.
Same for a mum/grandmother!
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 12:50:29 GMT -5
thank you! it's one of my favs honestly. i always thought "River" was such a pretty prefix, especially for a Russian Blue, and i imagine "-wing" came for like, her grace/talent in climbing if that makes sense. like metaphorically "flying" over the rocks and cliffs and stuff! i thought it was an interesting take since i usually one see wing as a suffix for a bird prefix. ^^
but Glacialwolf is all added, feel free to rp! i still need to post some more open starters but feel free to do the same and let me know if there's anyone you have your eye on to rp with.
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Post by Daydreamer on May 9, 2021 14:24:09 GMT -5
Sorry for taking a little while to respond, I've been putting together my first attempt at a Clan. I shall get on with putting up a starter as soon as I can.
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Post by rat on May 9, 2021 15:25:41 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] The dark tom thought for a moment. "We'll see what we can find in the meadow, though I'm not sure if it's regrown much since last time." His voice was muffled by the old herbs. Burnet liked the sun, so Cottonwood meadow was one of the better places to collect from, however that did mean the plants there had less time to regrow their leaves in between forages. They'd have to try find a new patch at some point. He flicked his tail to gesture for Oatpaw to lead the way. The apprentice needed to work on his confidence, and letting him take the lead while they foraged was an easy situation for him to work on that skill. As they exited the camp, he spat the old leaves off to the side, covering them with a little dirt a small way outside the entrance. Unlike old prey, there was no worry of these herbs attracting unwanted predators. Their leader was never too pleased with airhead apprentices leaving old bones and scraps of meat lying about.
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Post by Daydreamer on May 9, 2021 16:23:05 GMT -5
γ Glacialwolf γ
Glacialwolf was on his way back to camp, a sparrow grasped tightly between his slightly blooded maw. The kill couldnβt be described as clean, heβd stumbled as heβd lunged, nearly taking both it and himself down a cliff face, and only by the grace of starclan was he returning to camp mostly in tact. Though heβd never admit it, he was half fortunate to be alive. Technically the queens, kits and elders should be fed first, but given the clan currently lacked any of the former two categories, and if Goosefur had had to wait until this late in the morning to be fed... well he would probably be returning to hear the apprentices receiving a thorough hiding. Which meant he was more than likely safe to enjoy a nice morning meal with his mate. He slinks into camp in silence, twitching an ear here and there in the direction of the cats he passed but otherwise he said nothing until he saw Riverwing. Sleek as an otter and just as elegant on the land as one would be in the waves, he moves beside her with a grunt of greeting. Resting the sparrow at her paws, his offerings for not having woken in their shared nest that morning. He supposed the fact he had nearly died trying to catch it had to be worth something, but then he had never pretended to be overly clued in on the inner workings of his mates mind. And after these moons of being together, he had learned that was probably a good thing.
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Post by πππ’ππππ on May 9, 2021 16:47:28 GMT -5
Silverlamb She-cat | Bi | In Camp {with Cricketpounce}
Silverlamb purred. "Hunting is hunting," she repeated, listening to why Cricketpounce liked hunting smaller prey. "I totally get it, small prey are quite easy to get," She meowed, giving a mrrow of laughter when Cricketpounce had managed to had her name to her joke, "But I like the chase and the reward when I finally get my prey. Birds were tricky, especially when they are in trees. I guess I like be a bit daring too?"
eee its short and feels a bit off
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 19:58:32 GMT -5
Oatpaw with Dapplefoot | Medicine Cat Den
Oatpaw jumped to his paws at his mentor's gesture, a little uneasy on his feet when he realized that Dapplefoot intended for him to lead the way. You can do this... how many times have you been to Cottonwood Meadow? Stop being a baby! Taking an unnecessarily deep breath, the little tom shouldered past his mentor and the lichen curtain, into the main den, and out into the camp. "Is there anywhere else you know of to find burnet in the territory?" The apprentice asked out of curiosity. Cottonwood Meadow was one of the best places to find herbs, but even then it could only be harvested so often.
The sun was reaching it's peak now, rays casting down over the cliffside and illuminating the camp. The sudden change of light was dazzling to the apprentice, and Oatpaw screwed up his yellow eyes against it. He slid past the juniper bushes and out into the territory, with a quick glance over his shoulder to check that Dapplefoot was still with him. Oatpaw watched as the tom discarded the burnet, then began the trek across Stoneclan's vast territory to the meadow. Oatpaw chose to follow the river, a good landmark as any, watching the shallow water bubble and swirl as it flowed downstream. The scent of raspberry and cottonwood began to tinge his nostrils as the pair grew close to the camp, and the medicine apprentice slowed his pace as they approached. "Up on the left, right?" Oatpaw asked, wanting to reassure himself. He had obviously been to the meadow before, and even if he hadn't, his nose could have led the way, but alas Oatpaw was Oatpaw. ΜΆΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆβΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆ β
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Riverwing with Glacialwolf | Stoneclan Camp Riverwing glanced up at her mate as he approached her with his offering--a freshly caught sparrow. She gave a small dip of her head as a means of both thanks and greeting, but there was no more warm welcome on Riverwing's part than there had been on Glacialwolf's. The warrior rolled the bird over with a paw, inspecting it. Sloppy kill. Riverwing wasn't usually a molly to eat breakfast before brining something back for the pile, but she figured the more important members must already have full bellies already if Glacialwolf had brought them something. That was one of the qualities she respected about her mate. Perhaps a different cat would have said one of the qualities they "loved". He was a loyal warrior.
Lowering her head to pluck a few feathers out of the bird to expose enough space for a bite, she dug out a chunk before sliding it across to Glacialwolf. "You have blood on your face." The Russian Blue commented coolly, cutting her pale eyes across at him. "Didn't feel like having my company on your hunt this morning?" She asked, although there was no note of accusation in her tone. Riverwing was a rather stoic warrior and often hard to read. ΜΆΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆβΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆ β
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Cricketpounce with Silverlamb | Stoneclan Camp "I definitely see where you're coming from!" Cricketpounce agreed with a firm nod. "And a little daring never hurt," She continued with a glint in her eye, sticking her tongue out a bit as she joked with Silverlamb. The she-cat agreed with Silverlamb's sentiments, especially those on birds up in the branches. While Cricketpounce enjoyed the hunt. she much preferred to have all four of her paws planted on the ground.
It was then that the she-cat caught wind of prey ahead. The companions were just entering the small clearing that surrounded the Twisted Willow, in all its gnarled glory. Cricketpounce's ears swiveled forward and she stopped her trot, eyeing a squirrel digging about at the ground between the willows roots. "What do you say, Silverlamb?" She asked, her voice now hushed. "How about a little chase and reward?"
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Post by πππ₯ on May 9, 2021 21:37:27 GMT -5
added Stoneclan a place to commune with Starclan so that Bracken and Dapple can actually receive the prophecy later. xD that journey will take place soonish, so let me know if anyone has cats they want to come along as sealers! especially cats that will be nosy/suspicious about how ominous Bracken and Dapple will likely look when they come out. cx
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Post by rat on May 10, 2021 1:23:09 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] Dapplefoot nodded with a quiet "mhm" in response. Oatpaw had yet to be able to do things without at least looking to his mentor for support or confirmation, which, at his point in his apprenticeship, was something they needed to work on. At least he was trying, and he was a very competent medicine cat on his own. As they neared the largest known patch the smell tickled his nose, getting stronger and stronger by the moment. The plants appeared to be growing back well, the sunny days they'd had recently giving them life. But once the first frosts came they'd die off soon enough. "We can strip the plants, they'll die off at the start of Leaf-bare anyway." Normally, they'd be careful to leave enough for the plant to survive, but with how little time they had left before these plants died back and rejoined the earth, there wasn't much point in leaving useful herbs. And if the excess would help quell Oatpaw's anxiety, that was just an added bonus. Not that Dapplefoot himself thought they'd need the extra. since I've already got Dapple going as a main part I think Moss can stay behind. unless Bracken would want the two senior warriors coming along)
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Post by Daydreamer on May 10, 2021 7:19:43 GMT -5
γ Glacialwolf γ
The large tom settles comfortably beside his mate, the grey shades of their fur blending together where his flanks touch hers. He regards camp with a studious look, taking his surroundings in silently as he listens to the shecat's musings. "Hmm?" He stirs a little about Riverwing's comment about blood on his coat. Never one to be overly concerned about his looks, and in truth he had barely noticed. But all the same he lifts a paw to his tongue, dampens it and removes the stain from his cream white chest. Soon the evidence of blood is barely noticeable save for the slightly metallic scent clinging to the air around him. But in his status as a warrior, that was a hazard of the life he lead. It hadn't been his attention to offend her in leaving early, in truth the thought to ask her along hadn't crossed his mind. But he tells her the truth all the same. "I hadn't been able to sleep," he admits, newly clean muzzle parting in a fierce yawn that bared shining fangs. "You seemed peaceful enough, I hadn't wished to disturb you."
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Post by little blu β₯ on May 10, 2021 19:32:11 GMT -5
( πππ₯- i FINALLY did it! all my kitties are done! sorry if they aren't the best quality, it was my second time around making them and i was a bit irritated. xD i did try though! )
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