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Post by little blu β₯ on May 18, 2021 18:25:22 GMT -5
[[ Goosefur is so sweet! <3 10/10 best elder. xD ]]
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Post by πππ₯ on May 18, 2021 19:21:12 GMT -5
welcome copper! everyone looks good for the most part, just one thingβwould you mind changing Mothlights eye color for me? other than that I will get them added tomorrow and feel free to rp!
iβm glad you like her Blu, she gives me Southern grandma vibes. xD iβm going to regret killing her iβm sureβ¦
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 18, 2021 19:28:28 GMT -5
I changed her eye color!))
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Post by little blu β₯ on May 18, 2021 19:31:02 GMT -5
[[ lmao, Fox, sometimes i think we're on the same brainwave. xD i only say this because i recently made a character that's totally a good old southern girl with a southern belle momma who always disapproves and wants her to act like a lady. (in cat form, of course.) xDD ]]
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Post by Daydreamer on May 19, 2021 9:40:36 GMT -5
Hey guys! So sorry I've had a mega busy week, I'll be getting responses up hopefully by tonight, I so appreciate your patience.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 19, 2021 12:16:02 GMT -5
everyone should be added Copper, feel free to RP! old Southern ladies for the win, Blu. xD and hey Day! no worries at all, take your time. <3
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Post by πππ₯ on May 19, 2021 12:25:23 GMT -5
Brackenstar with Dapplefoot | Leader's Den
The leader led the way out of the medicine den with Dapplefoot in tow, shoulders hunched and head down with his long tail dragging in the dirt behind him as he walked. It was clear to anyone that the tom was exhausted, especially considering that was something he would usually try his best not to show to his clanmates. He climbed the cliff face up to his den slowly, and waited for Dapplefoot to join him, sitting with his paws tucked tightly underneath him and his tail swishing anxiously around them.
"Dapplefoot..." Brackenstar began, trailing off with a soft sigh. "I'd like us to take a journey to Stonestar's Crypt tonight." He explained. "Have you... has Starclan shared any dreams with you?" The leader probed with eager curiosity. Perhaps their ancestors had already communicated with the medicine cat and Dapplefoot could explain what it all meant. Maybe they didn't need to travel to the mountain to speak with Starclan is Dapplefoot had some wisdom from their ancestors that could but his mind at ease. Yes, that was the case. Surely this was just an overreaction on his part. But the leader had an aching, gut feeling that that was not the case.
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 19, 2021 12:42:03 GMT -5
ARe there any open characters?))
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 19, 2021 12:56:29 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] Dapplefoot shook his head, the disappointment an immediate appearance in his leader's eyes. "They have not." Or if they had, he'd been forgetting them the moment he woke up. He sat up straight with his tail resting over his paws, trying not to let the worry show on his face. "I'm guessing they've appeared to you? Given you worrying dreams?" If Brackenstar was already suggesting they go to Stonestar's Crypt, he must've had enough dreams to make him feel this was a necessary action. Copperstarβ I have an open warrior and senior warrior)
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 19, 2021 13:06:12 GMT -5
Can Shadowstep and Mosstooth can interact rat?))
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 19, 2021 14:36:12 GMT -5
Okay!))
Shadowstep sat in the middle of camp, looking around to see if any cats were around. He felt a small gust of wind and shivered a little bit. He trotted over to the fresh-kill pile, but didn't pick anything. He decided he would probably go hunting instead, not eating anything before he had caught prey himself. He looked around to see if he could spot anyone to drag along with him.
Applepaw had awoken from the sound of Dewpaw bolting out of the den. She tilted her head and looked at Mushroompaw with a confused look. "What's up with him?" She asked, trying to see if she could spot Dewpaw from where she was in her nest. She decided to get up to go look for him. "Dewpaw? Are you out here?" She asked, looking around for the grey tom, spotting a figure curled up in the shadows. She sat down a few paces away and blinked at him. "Are you okay?" She asked, concern in her voice.
Hollypaw blinked his eyes open, but didn't sit up. The black tom felt no need to draw attention to himself in this moment. He sighed and shut his eyes as he tried to fall back asleep. After a few minutes of trying, he decided to raise his head slightly, to get a look at which other cats were awake.
Honeyskip raised her head with a yawn, sitting up and blinking the tiredness out of her eyes. She took a look around the den and imagined it filled with the quiet squeals of her future kits. The thought brought a smile to her face as she waddled out into the clearing, blinking against the morning light.
Mothlight sat near the entrance of camp guarding it, even though she wasn't the most threatening cat in the clan. She noticed Honeyskip waddle out into the clearing and waved her tail in greeting to the queen, but soon turned her focus back to the entrance of camp, perking her ears for any unusual sounds .
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 19, 2021 14:46:50 GMT -5
[ Copperstarβ ] Mosstooth rolled lazily on his back in a patch of sun, just out of reach of the chilling breeze making its way through camp. He turned over, stretching out his paws, and caught sight of Shadowstep gazing at him with a purposeful look in his eye. "What're you looking at, old man?" He said gruffly, though there was affection in his tone.
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Post by πππ’ππππ on May 19, 2021 16:03:46 GMT -5
Greetings, I have a lovely boy, Radiantlight open for someone to rp with! ^^//
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Post by little blu β₯ on May 19, 2021 17:15:37 GMT -5
[[ i'm here and replies are going up ~ i have open kitties if anyone wants, just let me know! c: ]]
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Post by little blu β₯ on May 19, 2021 18:46:34 GMT -5
cloverpaw molly ; apprentice ; pansexual
Cloverpaw could feel the elder's gaze on her like intense rays from the sun and couldn't help but wonder what she saw. The silver tabby hoped that the older molly wasn't able to see all the insecurity and discomfort that she felt inside. After all, she'd always enjoyed hearing stories from Goosefur and spending time with the molly... when her father or Antpaw had been there as a buffer. Though, to be fair, she didn't feel quite as intimidated as she had moments before speaking to the elder. Her ears flattened slightly, worried she was being scolded but Cloverpaw allowed herself to relax further when no such harshness was spoken. Goosefur was simply grateful for the effort she had put in to bringing her a meal. A smile touched her muzzle as she peered at the elder with a bit of shyness. The term of endearment put the apprentice even more at ease, a comforting warmth filling her chest. She had often been her father's shadow and while he certainly loved her, Cloverpaw had often looked on as her former den-mates had been cuddled by their mothers and wondered what that might feel like... She wondered if it felt as safe and warm as she did in this moment. "Thank you," she said quietly, seating herself beside the older silver tabby. "I don't think I've done much growing at all," she admitted, glancing down at herself with a laugh. Cloverpaw was still rather small for her age and while she was a fluffy cat by nature, her kitten fluff still seemed to linger. "One day I hope I'm as big as Timbershade or Glacialwolf, then I could protect everyone," she admitted, a bit embarrassed. Carefully, the apprentice nudged the thrush towards Goosefur, offering her the first bite. [[ Copper, Dew is actually curled up outside the apprentice's den, sorry for not being super clear! c: ]]
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 19, 2021 19:48:25 GMT -5
[ Copperstarβ ] Mosstooth rolled lazily on his back in a patch of sun, just out of reach of the chilling breeze making its way through camp. He turned over, stretching out his paws, and caught sight of Shadowstep gazing at him with a purposeful look in his eye. "What're you looking at, old man?" He said gruffly, though there was affection in his tone. Shadowstep blinked at the tom. "Come on, we're going hunting." He meowed, ignoring the fact that Mosstooth had called him old. He leaned down to nudge the senior warrior to his paws. "Come on, the prey isn't going to hunt itself!" He mewed cheerily, taking a step back to wait for Mosstooth to get up.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 19, 2021 20:38:18 GMT -5
[ Copperstarβ ] The small tom snorted, but slowly got up. He bounced alongside his companion in a kit-like manner. "Where are we going?" He hadn't been hunting in a while, and was feeling like hunting in a new spot to his usual.
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 19, 2021 20:44:43 GMT -5
"How about near the Twisted Willow?" He suggested. Shadowstep trotted towards the entrance and out of camp on the path that led to the river.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 20, 2021 0:07:49 GMT -5
[ Copperstarβ ] "Sure!" He purred, sleepiness melting away with each step. His ears twitched, taking in the sounds of the territory around them. He'd always loved the way the wind sounded through the evergreens. He brushed through some brambles and made a quick stop to pick them out of his pelt, then scurried to catch up to his fellow warrior.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 20, 2021 2:08:50 GMT -5
Would love to join if still open!
Streamstripe 18 moons | Molly | Bisexual | Warrior
Streamstripe is a long-furred gray she-cat with dark blue eyes. She has a broad face, somewhat resembling the Siamese bloodline. She has a thick mane of paler gray around the neck and a fluffy long tail, both features occasionally getting in her way when hunting or fighting. However, she tries her best to use her coat as a disguise to gain advantage of the gray-colored theme of StoneClan's surroundings.
Streamstripe is mostly quiet, observant and introverted. She appears unconfident for most of the times because of her memories of frequent tripping over her own fur in her apprentice days. She could be described as somewhat clumsy. However, she is a loyal warrior with a kind heart, even though she does sometimes speak to her Clanmates bluntly, surprising both herself and her Clanmates and sometimes causing misunderstandings.
open to family
[ Briarspirit ]
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Post by πππ₯ on May 20, 2021 12:51:41 GMT -5
looks good Briarspirit ! we're happy to have you. (:
i'll have some replies up for everyone after class !
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Post by πππ₯ on May 20, 2021 14:31:10 GMT -5
Brackenstar with Dapplefoot | Leader's Den
Brackenstar forced a small, unconvincing smile as the medicine at confirmed what he'd feared. "No matter," He responded, trying to sound unworried. Perhaps if Dapplefoot was not experiencing dreams, then it was just the leader's stress getting to him. The chocolate tom's tail still lashed as he contemplated how much to reveal to Dapplefoot. However, honesty usually seemed to be the best policy to Brackenstar, at least with his trusted medicine cat.
"Yes..." He began slowly, brow furrowing as he recalled his recent dreams. "It's been... indirect. No one has spoken to me. They're just... nightmares, really." Brackenstar continued, claws begining to scrape against the stone of the den floor. "I'm not sure if they mean anything." He continued uneasily. "Just... visions of blood. Blood and snow." Brackenstar looked to Dapplefoot, eyes nearly pleading as he confessed. "Does that mean anything to you?" ΜΆΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆβΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆ β
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Goosefur with Cloverpaw | Elder's Den Goosefur let out a purr, and settled down slowly, carefully, the creak of her old bones almost audible. She readjusted a bit, tucking her paws beneath her to get more comfortable. When Cloverpaw nudged the prey towards her, she blinked at the apprentice gratefully and began to tuck into the meal with small, almost dainty bites, frequently swiping her muzzle with her tongue or a paw to ensure it kept clean even as she ate. Just because Goosefur was a warrior didn't mean she had to eat like an animal, or at least that's what she'd grown up being told. Appearances go a long way, even in a rugged and harsh mountain environment like Stoneclan.
She offered the thrush to Cloverpaw after she had had some of her share. The apprentice's words amused the elder, and she let out another purr, whiskers flicking. "Don't worry too much about it, dear. You're still young." Cloverpaw's comments about Timbershade and Glacialwolf made her laugh. Sometimes she wondered herself how she had produced a warrior such as Glacialwolf, not being an exceptionally large cat herself. Her son's size was definitely something that he had got from his father, and the elder recalled him now with a devastating ache. Goosefur shook her head to clear thoughts of her old mate from her mind. Now wasn't the time to be stuck in the past or worrying over things she couldn't change.
"I'm sure you'll start growing into yourself soon," Goosefur reassured, sounding confident. "But don't you worry your little head too much about being the biggest cat in all of Stoneclan. Warriors of all sizes to their part to protect this clan, and I'm sure one day you'll be the best of all of them, even if you still look like a little dove at my age." ΜΆΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆβΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆ β
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Cricketpounce with Silverlamb | Twisted Willow Cricketpounce stifled an amused purr as best as she could--keeping quiet on the hunt was what usually led to her downfall. She watched as Silverlamb dropped into a crouch, eyes flitting between the squirrel and her companion. Crickepounce lowered herself to the ground, creeping around the outside to prepare herself to catch the prey if it took off. "Let's see those skills then, Silverlamb," Cricketpounce breathed. ΜΆΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆβΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆΒ«ΜΆβΜΆΜΆΜΆβΜΆ β
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Antpaw with Timbershade | Warrior's Den Self-control was never the new apprentice's strong suit, even if that meant doing the smart thing and letting his formidable mentor enjoy his dream. Yet Antpaw didn't have much fear of consequence, whether that be a few choice words on Timbershade's part or a cuff to the ear. What bothered him more than either of those possibilities was sitting around while his paws itched to learn. After all, he was an apprentice now! That was practically a warrior! Wasn't Timbershade excited to teach him how to fight off wolves, hunt bald eagles, and climb the tallest mountains in Stoneclan territory?
"Timbershade!" The apprentice yowled, although it came out more like a squeak, the sound the only warning before he leapt paws first into the juniper bush, practically tackling his mentor. Antpaw collided with the sleeping warriors form and rolled, head over tail, a few times before he came to a stop, leaving a trail of destroyed nests in his wake. The apprentice jumped right back up on his paws, bits of moss and feathers hanging off of his dark pelt and a grin plastered across his muzzle. His haunches dropped and wriggled as he prepared himself for his next attack on Timbershade, in case somehow the first collision hadn't woken the warrior.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 20, 2021 14:43:57 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] To Dapplefoot, that sounded like premonitions of a bad leaf-bare. Which was the opposite of what he'd hoped for, and exactly what he hadn't been preparing for. "...It sounds like it would be worth looking into." He didn't want to worry Brackenstar too much yet, nor jump to any conclusions. His own tail began to flick uncomfortably, and he quickly stopped it. "If they've been reoccurring so often, it could very well be part of a prophecy. Or maybe just Starclan trying to get your attention. Or maybe even they're just bad dreams. It's possible." With the amount of stress the leader had been putting himself under lately, it was very likely they could be stress-induced nightmares. That was what Dapplefoot hoped they were, but it was the least likely option out of the three.
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Post by πππ₯ on May 20, 2021 15:38:15 GMT -5
Brackenstar with Dapplefoot | Leader's Den
Brackenstar listed to Dapplefoot intently. He was comforted by the fact that the medicine cat at least hadn't jumped to the worst possible conclusion. It wasn't like Brackenstar was usually the type to do so either, but the incessant nature of the dreams had wore him down. Mothstar would know what it meant. If only he could talk to her, the he would be able to understand.
"If you agree that it's worthwhile to look into, I'd like us to make the journey tonight," He replied, his mind now made up. It was time to get answers, and hopefully respite. "I want Cherryfall with us, and... perhaps Radiantlight or Glacialwolf..." The leader was practically thinking out loud to himself now. It wasn't always the smartest move to have the leader, deputy, and medicine cat out of camp at once, but Brackenstar felt he would need his deputy by his side for this, as well as a trusted, older warrior. The chocolate tom trusted his council of senior warriors... maybe minus Wolfstep at times, but Stoneclan would be safe for the night in Mosstooth and Shadowstep's paws, he was sure of it.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 20, 2021 17:21:19 GMT -5
[ πππ₯ ] "Alright, we'll see which of them wants to come." Cherryfall was a definite yes, that was for sure, but which warrior would rather come be a sealer he wasn't sure. "Now that that's settled, have you had anything to eat?" The tom looked exhausted, obviously lacking sleep, and if Dapplefoot knew Brackenstar well, he knew the cat tended to forget to eat sometimes. "If not, I expect to see you down by the prey pile as soon as possible." The chocolate tom was one of the few cats Dapplefoot could mother like this that weren't apprentices or kits, and by Starclan he was going to make sure his leader took care of himself.
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Post by Briarspirit on May 21, 2021 4:36:41 GMT -5
(Does anyone have a cat free to rp with right now?)
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Post by Daydreamer on May 21, 2021 6:04:41 GMT -5
γ Glacialwolf γ
He'd never thought grizzlies as the most intelligent creatures, but supposed it didn't take much in the way of brains to know what a threat looked like. And though his mate was small, he knew her to be a formidable warrior when the necessity arose, and one he was proud to be on the same side of. Though perhaps not when it came to fighting bears, they were creatures best left well alone unless you had an especially fierce death wish. Content to follow the smaller shecat's lead, traipsing after the warrior as she led the way from their little camp. A strong wind wound around the territory, catching at his whispy fur and pulling free loose scraps, giving him a slightly ruffled appearance. A sound somewhere between a snort and a growl sounds, a deep and resonating note not unlike thunder. "If the clan ever becomes sick of me I suppose I could always try to find a home among a tribe of bears," he muses with a twitch of his ears. The warrior had always seemed like an outsider among the cats he called family, but his loyalty was difficult to question.
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Post by Copperstarβ on May 21, 2021 18:25:53 GMT -5
(Does anyone have a cat free to rp with right now?) All my characters are open except for Shadowstep
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