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Post by cable on Jul 24, 2021 23:28:11 GMT -5
(hey guys, sorry ive been absent. ill try to get it together. a lot of stuff has just happened at one (death in the family and cats getting sick) so ive been busy.)
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Post by parisiansteve on Jul 26, 2021 19:50:28 GMT -5
[ hey all! sorry for being away as well. I’ll try to be on tonight to write. If not, then tomorrow or Wednesday for sure!
I’m sorry to hear about that, Laurel. Let us know how we can help, if we can in any way! <3 ]
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Post by aether on Jul 27, 2021 0:44:29 GMT -5
[ Sorry for my absences! Looks like its been a busy time for all ^-^
cable, very sorry to hear about sucky things have been :c take the time you need! Real life is more important than forums <3
parisiansteve all good fam! As always, no stress if you can't post for a bit c: ]
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 27, 2021 10:13:14 GMT -5
Hope things work out laurel! Take the time you need to take care of your felines and for you to work your feelings in regards tot he death! We will be here for you when you return)
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Post by Zz on Jul 28, 2021 13:44:27 GMT -5
Hi guys! How's everyone doing? Few things with my characters! //Dig-out is open for a sister //Sapphiregaze is open for a mate //She is also part of a plot and the other cat of said plot is still open for claim if you wanna look at that //Two of her kits are open for claim //Marigoldwish is open for family relations //Cinderclaw is open for family relations and crush/mate aether I think I gonna make a cat for Muse G in the plots (it's the fourth one)))
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Post by Zz on Jul 28, 2021 14:29:39 GMT -5
Dwarfpaw Molly - Graysexual - 9 moons Zz ClanTwo [ Thunderclan ]
[ Curious - Introverted - Unstable ] [ Determined to Prove her Worth | Emotionally Unstable ] [ Reference Photo (her colors are a bit lighter than what is shown in the image and will darken to it by the time she reaches 18 moons)]Born all white like other snowshoe cats, Dwarfpaw was born into Thunderclan from a kittypet who had taken refuge there. She was a tiny, tiny little thing and was named because of this, even now being smaller than average. As with most snowshoes she began to get her colors a couple moons after being born and has now gained all of her markings though her brown is still darkening with every week. She's a beautiful girl with brown covering most of her body while she has white paws and a white chest, underbelly, and front of her neck. A small white dash can be seen right above her nose and a spot of white sits on her upper lip under her nose as well. The brown of her colors is lighter along her shoulders, upper front legs, up onto her neck, and around the edges of her face, across her jaw line a bit, and along the last half of her tail. She ahs vivid, bright blue eyes that stand out starkly against her colors and are filled with a curious spirit who also likes to be left alone to her own.
Dwarfpaw is a very curious and adventurous spirit who loves to see and experience new things. She knows of her blood roots as a kittypet and as such has become very interested in the nearby two-leg place as she wants to see what it looks like to get a feel for where her mother came from. While she is curious though, this girl is also very introverted and has her fair share of issues. She was bullied by a few of the cats in Thunderclan because she was born a kittypet and she was treated differently because of it too, this led to her feeling like she wasn't enough to be able to help her clanmates. Over the few moons of her being an apprentice it grew worse and she now has depression and anxiety and will often vanish a few times a day to be alone as while she does love her friends and doesn't blame any of the current clan cats for what happened to her while growing up, she does need to just simply recharge sometimes. Stressful social situations drain her very quickly and if she can't get time to recharge she will completely break down and not be able to do anything for the next few hours.
Apprentice Is determined to do whatever she can to help her clan but can't stop the fact of how curious she is to explore the two-leg place. She is Muse G in the plot where a cat gets trapped in two-leg place.
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Post by aether on Jul 28, 2021 19:05:09 GMT -5
[ added Z!
i'll be posting some rps posts today (university has started for me again so i'll be posting during a reading break) so we'll get back into it! sorry for the delays all ^^; ]
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Asexual
#cfffe5
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Ember34
Golden Deer Leader
Pronouns: She/Her, They/Them
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Post by Ember34 on Jul 28, 2021 22:11:25 GMT -5
Its okay aether take your time!!)
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Post by aether on Jul 29, 2021 7:40:18 GMT -5
[ take my time i shall xD nah jk, i got called into work unexpectedly and am now too pooped to write. so i shall reattempt tomorrow! ]
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Post by parisiansteve on Jul 30, 2021 21:31:52 GMT -5
[ HI EVERYONE
I have finished mt economics report and shall return revived tomorrow <3 miss u all, hope everyone is okay ]
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Post by aether on Aug 1, 2021 7:22:55 GMT -5
[ Economics report? Icky xD I hope you're good Pari! ]
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Post by aether on Aug 1, 2021 7:38:08 GMT -5
Onyxheart-Gathering Place(Dead Monster)-Ashwhisker and Thistlehawk Onyxheart looked to Ashwhisker, his ear flicking back at the tom. He watched as the warriors jumped on top of whatever was inside the bushes. He didn't particularly like the scrapping noise finding it a little uncomfortable. "I can try," he murmured. He moved to start getting some of the lower ones out of the way first, so in the event it would be used as an entrance to be a den if they did choose to do so. He moved a little closer as the branches started to be a bit harder to reach. His cream pelt slowly getting hidden by the branches. He backed out shaking his head out with a small sneeze. "It...kind of stops a little ways in," he reported, looking up to Ashwhisker. "It could be a good resting spot though as you said." Ashwhisker
- - Onyxheart, Thistlehawk ;; - - Gathering Area (dead monster) ;; - - Ember34, cable ;;
Ashwhisker gripped at a tendril between his teeth and tugged it, pulling it away from the hard surface beneath his paws. As it's dark surface began to show through the branches, his curiosity surged. Just below he heard Onyxheart's voice and he nodded even though he couldn't see the cream-coloured tom, "Well, let's get to uncovering this mystery." His voice was cheery - the rustling of the bush immediately after made it clear that the white and grey tom began to move and trample from within the arms of the plant.
It was a short time before the task was completed but soon the tedious work of trampling and uncovering this strange rock-like... thing was done. Ashwhisker panted somewhat as he looked down to Thistlehawk and Onyxheart, now without the wall of branches blocking his view, and he tilted his head. "I think... is it a monster?" He jumped from the roof of the twoleg monster and turned back to face it. From the years of weather the monster had lost much of it's form, it no longer had great spinning paws, it's insides had been torn out, and the exterior of it's body was strewn with the last tendrils of shrubbery and mossy clumps. Ashwhisker's jaw slackened somewhat as he stared at it - something so great, something that had killed many clancats, something that was feared by all... even it was able to be killed. Cautiously, he stepped forward and sniffed at the metal exterior. It doesn't even smell like a thunderpath... it just smells like the forest. Turning back to face the two warriors who'd assisted him, Ashwhisker gave a small shrug, "I don't think it can hurt us now. There's space inside it to rest... I think this will be okay."
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Post by Zz on Aug 1, 2021 23:22:52 GMT -5
hi guys!!))
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Post by parisiansteve on Aug 3, 2021 11:14:06 GMT -5
howdy hey all c:
110% promise i'll be on tonight - so sry for the absence, things are hectic! see you all sooooon ~
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 3, 2021 23:15:42 GMT -5
(Before I post, where are they currently?)
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Post by parisiansteve on Aug 4, 2021 0:19:55 GMT -5
ROOKPELT Brook | Moorwhisper | aether
Rookpelt nodded thoughtfully at Moorwhisper's response, a small chuckle rumbling in his chest. "I had forgotten about the language differences," he mused, keeping mind of his paws as they neared the stream. He had learned from some light small talk with a RiverClan cat at a Gathering many moons ago that soil softens quickly as one approaches water. Not too confident in his ability to trudge throught mud, the stocky tom was careful to note the change in texture. As he briefly reminisced on that conversation, he was reminded of how long they had all been together now. Of course the difference in slang wouldn't occur to him. It has been something that, at the beginning of their journey, had struck him as most curious. Now, after having traveled for so long in such a diverse group, a plethora dialects seemed commonplace, perhaps even becoming obsolete.
These thoughts were interrupted by the soothing sounds of a babbling brook approaching ahead. Excitement fluttered in the raven-black warrior's chest. He was about to share his joy, but quickly noticed Moorwhisper's own thrill as they encountered the water. It was a decent sized creek, with a relatively strong current. To Rookpelt, it admittedly looked like any other stream one could imagine. Not as big as the old river, not as small as the mountain streams that would often pop up in SkyClan territory after a large rain, but large enough. The youthful contentedness that beemed from Moorwhisper was enough to indicate something good.
Rookpelt approached the stream, gingerly stepping onto the leaf-litter that covered its edges. The leaves were wet and soft, smushing effortlessly under the large tom's weight. Their touch was cool against his pawpads and soothed some of the ache that he had not noticed from walking. The tom met her gaze and offered a smile, a slight purr rumbling into his voice as he meowed, "I'm sure this is quite the relief for you, after all that dry land." Before the sentence could escape fully from his maw, however, the bulky warrior felt a shift underneath his feet. Despite his best efforts, he'd miscalculated his steps, and found himself on an unbalanced stone. Under his considerable weight, the stone slide from underneath him, sending him scrambling unceremoniously into the rushing water. Before he knew it, Rookpelt was submerged in the shallow depths. The ordeal had only last half a heartbeat, but when he resurfaced, panic colored his vivid green gaze. He sat dumbfounded for a moment, his thick pelt thoroughly soaked, before locking eyes one again with his RiverClan companion. Whatever shock had shown on his countenance before melted into sheepish bemusement. "Well, that's one way to scare all the fish, I'm sure," he laughed, slightly embarrassed by hus clumsiness.
ROBINFLIGHT Gathering Place | Otterbite | 𝑓𝑜𝑥
The dark ginger molly's ears flicked with interest at Otterbite's report. He was correct. Eaglebriar's advanced age put the medicine cat at considerable risk. Despite the gruffness of his delivery, there was some truth to the tom's vague but perceptible criticism of Ashwhisker. The SkyClan tom had been running the group into the ground for quite some time. Robinflight couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment toward her gray and white counterpart for this. She has tried to counsel him on going too far, too quickly. She had made him privvy to the dangers of crossing difficult terrain with so many elder cats, especially those who were in instrumental roles, like medicine cat. Alas, she had been dismissed out of paw - or, at least, that's how she saw it. Marigoldwish, though a skilled and talented healer, was much less seasoned than her senior counterpart. Both had a comprehensive knowledge of herbs and a portfolia of proven success with patient treatment, but Eaglebriar's veteran status was a leg up in Robinflight's eyes.
She offered a slow, professional-esque nod to Otterbite in response. "Well," she started, heaving a small breath. She turned her vivid gaze to the chocolate tom below her on the ground. "Are there any apprentices you know of that have herbal knowledge?" Her tone was genuined, though rather clinical. "In the unfortunate event that disaster does occur, I want to make sure we have a replacement. And an effective one." This was the way Robinflight preferred to conduct business. There was no bed-side manner, no cordial padding - she didn't believe in sweetening her inquiries. It was useless to beat around the bush of a perfectly normal line of questioning. The ThunderClan deputy pushed herself swiftly to all fours and lept down from the rock, now standing beside the tom. Her dutiful gaze scanned the ranks. Some were sharing tongues over caught meals, others were closing their eyes to greet the night's sleep. She was a pair of WindClan warriors helping a queen into a comfortable nest, and a SkyClan apprentice entertaining a kit before bedtime. It was a rather bucolic scene, marked by its jovial lightness. A small flicker of joy fluttered in Robinflight's chest - perhaps this could be her view in a couple of moons. Perhaps it would all be this idyllic...
Her mind quickly returned to the business at hand. She fixed her bright gaze with Otterbite's, tail swshing behind her. "I'm going to take a quick look around, see if any young warrior or apprentice has taken any interest in herbology," she invited him forward with a flick of her ears, starting into the throng of cats. "I want them to be trained properly before we lose Eaglebriar."
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Post by parisiansteve on Aug 4, 2021 0:23:24 GMT -5
[ Hawkeyes258 Yes, of course! The traveling group just finished a long, tiring leg of their journey and they're currently at a Gathering Place with an overturned monster. This will eventually become the Gathering Place for the new clans, once they're established. Right now, we're just RPing clan cats as they continue their journey, and outsiders will be incorporated as things move along and new clans are estbalished. Right now, they're just ~vibin~ as a ragtag group until the plot moves on! Hope this helps, I don't know if I got everything or if that's 110% correct. But that's an idea! ^^ ]
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Post by Pearl on Aug 4, 2021 5:02:12 GMT -5
(A lot of my cats are open.)
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Post by Zz on Aug 4, 2021 9:25:49 GMT -5
Hi! I'm currently at my mom's visiting but will try to respond to this thread at least cause I know you guys wanna get the rps and plots started))
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 4, 2021 11:59:32 GMT -5
(Sweet Thanks!)
Boulderpaw: Gathering Place Open Boulderpaw lets out a soft sigh of relief and sits down in the soft grass. Finally, the clan had stopped walking! He hoped they didn't have to go any further and that they would find a permanent camp soon. He wished they didn't have to leave but what else could they do? Most of his friends and family were gone. He glances around to see most cats talking or laying down as they enjoy this little breather. Boulderpaw still didn't fully trust the other cats and made sure to be short and distant with most of them. This was silly but he still wasn't sure. Boulderpaw had been taught to always be wary of the clans and only look out for Shadowclan. He flicks his tail and stares down at the ground wondering what will happen next. He hoped they would become a new clan if only to finally get his warrior name.
Rainsong: Gathering Place OpenRainsong settles down and starts to groom her fur. She wanted to make sure her fur and tail looked nice and clean. Least there wasn't any mud around. Earlier in the journey the group had to pass through a swampy area and she hated every minute of it. A little mud was fine but they had to wade through a ton of it. She hoped there was nothing like that anywhere around here. She listened to the others talk as she groomed herself and tried to remember who was who.
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Post by aether on Aug 5, 2021 20:29:21 GMT -5
[ Hey guys! Sorry for my inactivity, been a bit busy with study and work. Will be on tonight properly to post and respond ^^; ]
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Post by aether on Aug 6, 2021 8:18:39 GMT -5
[ did i say i was going to post tonight? i'm funny aren't i? ;~;
tomorrow! it's the weekend and i don't have work or classes so it will be a better day for me lmao ]
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Aug 10, 2021 21:07:33 GMT -5
🌿Eaglebriar🌿Medicine Cat --Molly-75 Moons-- With || Greyleap [Pearl ] Where || Gathering Herbs.
Listening to the tom as he spoke beside her, she couldn't help but feel the familiar urge to comfort a clanmate. Especially as they spoke of their ancestors. They needed to keep faith that Starclan was with them, always. Especially if they were to make it through the rest of this journey. There were many challenges ahead of them, ones they had never imagined facing in their lifetimes. Giving a small nod, the pretty grey and fawn molly murmured softly, "I miss hearing them whispering in my ears and feeling their presence in the breeze. But they must return to us." She paused to give a soft chuckle, "They are probably searching for a new home and a new way to share with us, just as we are doing the same." With a gentle nudge to the tom, she added on to ease his his mind that he had let anyone down, "Starclan calls each of us home when it is our time. No matter how sudden and how little time we have spent with our clan. From the smallest kit in the nursery, to the oldest elder. Each of us has our own time to meet our ancestors."
The next part of the pairs conversation was something for her to think about as they padded along the open clearing where the group had stopped for the night. As they slipped into some ferns, Eaglebriar couldn't help but agree with Greyleap. She had already heard mingling's of conversations on who would be a better leader for the group once settled. For now, each member had fallen behind Ashwhisker and Robinflight without complaint. Yet, she knew the time would come when they would have to choose which warrior they found the most fitting for leadership. "I believe Starclan will tell us which path to follow when the time comes. I will wait for them to guide my paws on who to follow. I only hope everyone else accepts their decision as well."
At the mention of prey, Eaglebriar couldn't help but notice the hunger that had developed in her stomach. While warriors had insisted that she eat every day, the molly would typically wait until everyone else had their fill and even then she would only eat enough to sustain the rumble in her belly. She had known hunger enough in her seasons of life, experiencing some of the harshest leaf-bare seasons. She would survive hunger during this journey as well. "If you want to focus on hunting, you are more than welcome. Starclan knows I could eat a cow." She snorted at the thought of the large and slow white and black creatures they had passed multiple times on the journey so far.
Moving quicker, she found her paws leading her along a path that led her to a gully where a stream resided. Mossy boulders scattered along the banks of the fresh-water. Excitement lit up the medicine cat's green eyes as she slipped up to the edge of the stream. Crouching low, Eaglebriar took quick laps of the cool water, refreshed as it filled her maw. After a moment, the molly turned and headed along the gully, eyes searching for familiar herbs. It didn't take long for her to find marigold, her eyes locked on the yellow flower. "Perfect! Plenty for anyone with sore joints. I'll just gather some of these." She crouched down and carefully chewed the stems of the marigold flowers.
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Post by Pearl on Aug 11, 2021 8:28:05 GMT -5
GREYLEAP☯ 50 Moons ☯ Tom ☯ Warrior/Deputy ☯ Windclan/ClanOne ☯ Homo ☯ ☯ Gathering Place ☯ Eaglebriar ☯ ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ ☯_____________________________
Greyleap chuckles. He agreed with what the older molly said. It made him feel better being able to talk to the old medicine cat. "Although it'll most likely be your time before mine, we don't actually have much longer before our time is up. We're both getting older now. You know, ever since my littermates died, I've been wondering what Starclan is like. Where are they living? What are they doing right now? Are they having fun? Have they found a mate up there? I have so many questions, but I do hope they're living their lives in Starclan to the fullest. I'll do the same down here. Maybe I'll find a mate. Maybe I'll have kits someday, but I do know that I want to be as happy as I can be so that when my time is up, and they welcome me, I can tell them about how I lived enough for all three of us."
He sighs. "Yes. Both are great leaders. They honestly have qualities that complement each other. Ashwhisker has the natural charisma that comes with a leader, but he doesn't have the experience yet. He still needs to grow as a leader so that he can eventually make the right decisions as a leader. Robinflight on the other hand, doesn't have the charisma Ashwhisker has, but she was a deputy. She has experience as a leader and that makes her formidable. She knows what decisions to make and when to make them. To be honest, if I had to choose one, I'd follow Ashwhisker. He's the one that'd need me the most. Robinflight can take care of herself. She has a good head on her shoulders. But Ashwhisker still needs help. He needs help to gain the required experience as a leader."
Greyleap had been keeping an eye on the older molly for some time now, and the tom had noticed Eaglebriar barely ate. She ate enough to not starve, but he could see she'd lost some weight. She was getting older, and she needed to keep up her strength. He too had gone through many leaf-bares where they starved, but now that they'd settled for the night, he wanted to make sure she got a proper meal in her. She needed to eat so that she could save on energy. She'll need it if they were to start walking again. He looks around the forest, keeping an eye out for any prey or predator that might appear.
He laughs at her comment. "True. I'm sure all of us could eat one. The only problem is that it's too big for us to try and take down. We'd probably die before we even had the chance to injure it badly." He stops and waits for Eaglebriar to drink, before he does so quickly. He was on high alert now that they'd left the group. "What did you find?" he asks, padding up to her. The grey tom didn't know much about herbs, so he couldn't recognise what she was chewing on, let alone name it.
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Post by aether on Aug 12, 2021 20:12:37 GMT -5
[ Really sorry for not being on when I said I would be! I aim to have replies up tonight C: I submitted a few assignments early this week so I will have brainspace to write xD ]
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Post by Zz on Aug 12, 2021 20:14:17 GMT -5
Hi guys))
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Aug 12, 2021 21:02:04 GMT -5
(Hey everyone. I’ve been without power since Tuesday and they estimated it wouldn’t be until Monday afternoon that we get power. Though, it keeps changing and going further out. I will post when I have power again..)
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Post by parisiansteve on Aug 20, 2021 9:45:11 GMT -5
hey everyone - will be able to be on more in the coming days, finishing up my summer term ^^ Can't wait to start more stories with you all! sorry for my absence ~
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Post by Tawnyfire on Aug 20, 2021 10:56:27 GMT -5
(small question, does the 'keep them equal' apply to the rouges/kittypets as well or just the two clans?)
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#8003F9
StarClan leader
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Featherstar
She could now see that destiny alone could not save RiverClan. - Frostpaw, Wind
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Post by Featherstar on Aug 20, 2021 17:38:49 GMT -5
Oh! I forgot all about this! I got off my break a week or so early. Sorry if I haven't been here. )
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