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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Mar 11, 2022 8:38:43 GMT -5
(I'm sure it's fine. Welcome back!)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 11, 2022 17:47:59 GMT -5
(Sorry about the mix-up with Orchid and Pansy! :c I should have made it more clear my idea was for them to start in the city. But it's no problem at all! This scene would just be a little bit fast-forwarded, we'll do a time skip here in a bit to when they're deeper in, closer to PierceClan!
And that's alight Aeth! Congratulations by the way! <3 <3)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 11, 2022 18:05:46 GMT -5
(Ooooo also! I had an idea for a minor plot we could do! So, Datura and the gang are basically going to be heading towards the clan here soon. What if Tigerthyme got an omen from StarClan that was super bad, basically like she got a series of flashing images in her mind, and the only thing she knew was something bad was brewing.
Well - later that night, the apprentices had hatched a plot to sneak out of camp at night so that they could explore, goof off, maybe Larkpaw goes to the Hollow House with Sandstream and he gets all excited to go and show the other apprentinces maybe? And they go and get attacked by something along the way, (I was thinking a cougar?) and after that horrible event, Crowstar thinks that this is the bad omen StarClan warned of. So when the outsiders show up, asking for shelter for Mocha, who would be currently in the middle of kitting, they are more accepting because theyre at ease thinking that the previous awful event was the thing StarClan warned them of?
Im sorry if this doesn't make a lot of sense, explaining things is hard. xD)
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Mar 11, 2022 18:15:22 GMT -5
[Gak I'm sorry for not replying! School's been kicking me all week, I'll pop in replies now and add up starters for Hazelwhisper and Anise and Bartholomew (although ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ I'm sorry for the tag but I don't see Bartholomew on the allegiances? ^^; )] |
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 11, 2022 18:20:52 GMT -5
(It's alright Coni! Thankfully it looks like a lot of us took a break for a bit, it all lined up! And sorry I haven't added them yet. >.< I think I forgot! I'll take care of that in a sec!
Edit: There we go! c: )
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Mar 11, 2022 19:28:47 GMT -5
»»————- ★ ————-«« Pebblenose winced at Cloverdawn's question. Well, at least she wasn't scoffing.
"I suppose I am hiding from her a little," he admitted. What he considered a busy day largely different from what his apprentice considered as being one. "Her assessment's coming up, and I'd like for her to learn a little more patience before it, you know." He paused. "And how about you?" he asked. "Is anything the matter with Brightpaw?" He hadn't much reason to concern himself too much with other apprentices, since his own was already quite a pawful. But he assumed Cloverdawn wasn't being too diligent with the training either.
»»————- ★ ————-«« Woodcreek padded out behind Embermask, feeling old and probably looking older.
You're fine, Woodcreek thought to herself. You survived mentoring with Shadepelt; at this point you can do anything. Woodcreek nodded to Embermask's catch and motioned towards a gap between two trees. "Come on, this way to the stream," she mewed. "Hopefully the fish are running swimmingly." The seal point padded towards the direction of the trees, pricking her ears when she heard noises of the water.
 A n i s eWith the rogues and Datura and Thorn || city || ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ fire »»————- ★ ————-«« Anise was nibbling at some remnants of kibble when she raised her head - that Datura guy. He was calling for an audience. Anise stretched, padding forward to listen. Perhaps something had happened while she was eating - the city changed so often it was hard to keep up with the news. That was the fun of living here, though. All she'd heard during her housecat days was how someone moved away. Settling near the front, Anise draped her tail over her paws so that it wouldn't get stepped on.
As the dark brown tom spoke, the cinnamon calico felt a sharp, abrupt distaste. She'd left her home for something new, something that she could depend upon more than the Upwalkers - and yet she'd found that it wasn't as dependable as she'd originally thought. Now this cat - this cretin - wanted to leave here for something else. Who did he think she was? Her tail flicked to show her irritation. If he kept insisting on this, she would leave -
And yet. Anise's eyes narrowed when Datura started describing this... forest. She'd seen the trees, of course. They were hard to miss. But she'd never been inside, for the fear of what lay in there. Could what Datura was saying be true? Could there be a land of wonders?
Then a black cat started speaking - Anise frowned at him and wracked her brain to remember his name. Something starting with "Th"? He had a point - this was a safety zone - albeit a very unstable safety zone. But that offer for paradise and something that didn't depend on others for once sounded too good to ignore.
So she spoke up. "But Datura has a point," she called. "This place is familiar for some of you, but for some of us, we'd like something dependable. More than this city has to offer." She turned her head to Datura. "Have you seen this place?" she asked. "Can you promise that this place exists?"
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Mar 11, 2022 19:34:14 GMT -5
[By the way anyone have someone available to throw Bartholomew and Hazelwhisper at? I got Anise's starter in but not sure how to start off those two]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 11, 2022 19:39:35 GMT -5
(I have Asterleaf open for a chat! Her starter is on page 2 or 3 I believe. c: )
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Mar 11, 2022 23:11:46 GMT -5
[Oh actually I was going to send Pebblenose over to Asterleaf once the interaction with Cloverdawn finishes up! I hope you don't mind ^^;]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 11, 2022 23:53:27 GMT -5
(Oh yeah! That's fine. <3)
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Post by aether on Mar 12, 2022 0:19:59 GMT -5
[ okay so for me to remember my replies:
jaywhistle & ivyblaze
sootwhisker & sunnybloom
whiskerflick & berrylight
rogues & datura
i think that's it xD ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 12, 2022 0:28:32 GMT -5
(I need to respond to
Dotbounce and Rainpaw
Sandstream, Larkpaw, and the gang
Datura and the Rogues
Snowypaw and Brightpaw
I.. think? That's all?)
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Post by Sand on Mar 12, 2022 4:22:58 GMT -5
[ Responses I need to get to:
Orchid & Pansy
I think that’s it. ]
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 12, 2022 16:08:15 GMT -5
 Dotbounce | At Camp | With Rainpaw | Blaze ♡ A sympathetic frown touched the mollies face, she remembered how agonizing it was, already being 12, nearly 13 moons old and still not hearing anything about a ceremony. It was a hard thing to bring up to a mentor, let alone to be shut down afterwards. Dotbounce suddenly sprang up when an idea hit her, large ears perked forward. "How about I ask him for you!" She exclaimed with excitement. "After all, we are technically peers now." Gosh that sounded weird to say... In truth Dotbounce didn't even see herself as much of an apprentince - let alone a warrior. She had spent more than a season with the clan and yet she still didn't seem to fully connect with them the same way she felt those born in the clan might have. Regardless, she shot Rainpaw a charming, confident grin.  Sandstream | Near the Hollow House | With Larkpaw, Dawnrunner, Sunhawk. | aether , Blaze ♡ Sandstream smirked and gave a proud pat on the back to Larkpaw with his tail. "Three warriors and one indestructible apprentince, yeah we could take down whatever there could be there." He boasted, as if his apprentice's pride was his own. With a puffed out chest equal to that of Larkpaw's they continued on the patrol until the thick, coniferous forests turned to smooth, open fields. The ground was springy underneath their paws with fresh grass, and the way the ground dipped and rose created small hills. PierceClan territory was indeed vast, but eventually, the rolling fields tapered off. The few trees that dotted the land, suddenly lost their color, their leaves, and rotted to ominous husks. Suddenly, the grass under paw began to get murky, and turn to a always moist mud that squelched under paw. Just as Sandsteam said, the bog seemed to want to suck you in with every paw step. Dead willow trees with ghostly white leaves like veils, and tossed up-walker garbage decorated the landscape. And far off in the distance, a broken up-walker hut, too blurry to see. By now it was nearly moon high, but the half moon lit up this open patch of land clearly enough to see.
"Boy, I love this place." Sandstream sarcastically groaned above the cacophony of croaking frogs. Snowypaw | At Camp | With Brightpaw, Rainpaw, and Dotbounce. | @confierous, Blaze ♡ Snowypaw seemed completely oblivious to her friend's worries, as they emerged from underneath the thick roots of the nursery, Snowypaw turned to look at Rainpaw and Dotbounce and grinned. She didn't seem to even think about what the new warrior would think of the lazy apprentince hiding away from her mentor. Instead she gave Brightpaw a friendly nudge and bounded over to the pair with a goofy jaunt. "Hey guys!" She called cheerfully as she inserted herself into the conversation, plopping down beside Rainpaw and immediately scratching behind her ear.
"Snowypaw, kind of a surprise to see you here. Shouldn't you be... training?" Dotbounce asked, a tad confused.
"Hmm? Oh no! Whiskerflick gave me the evening off for working so hard yesterday." The black and white molly lied.  Tigerthyme | In the Forest | With Rookfall | aether Tigerthyme soaked up every moment of being out of camp. Rookfall would have been able to notice the energetic way the black and orange molly walked with a spring in her step. She loooved being out of camp, something she wasn't able to do as much as a normal warrior. In fact... Though it might have been a tad cruel, or irresponsible of her, she didn't need Mistletoe, necessarily. She more so wanted it, not as an herb, mistletoe had no actual use - but rather as decoration! When they eventually came to a tree that carried them, she stopped and looked up at them, then to Rookfall. "Yep! That's it," She purred, shutting her eyes and tilting her head cheerfully. Though, at his query she laughed sheepishly and shrunk back a bit. "Oh ah! You know i'll just watch, someone's gotta try to catch you if you fumble up there or something... Oh-not that you're going to fumble though! You'll do great!"  Datura | In the City | With the outsiders | @ A Lot of Tags
It didn't come as a shock to the black and grey tom that Thorn apposed him, he got the feeling the older tom was starting to oppose him. His idea of this escapade being run by the whole group, rather than himself made his skin crawl. His one good eye scanned him, his pupil turning to a small slit. Is he going to try to usurp me...? As the thought crossed his mind, an idea sprang fourth. Perhaps these cats were questioning him and his abilities. Perhaps they thought that a young cat must equal an inexperienced one. If he was going to go on this journey, he needed his followers to trust him. Trust him, solely. He tucked the idea within him, holding onto it, letting it gestate.
When Anise spoke up, Datura took his haunting eye off of Thorn, and turned to her. "I know it exists... And, I already know that there are cats that have settled there. There are others that have sought the bounty of the forest, we wouldn't be alone in it's riches... But this place is no doubt, big enough for all of us." He curled his tail over his paws as he continued. "Those residing there are a pack that goes by the name of PierceClan. Some members from their ranks have sought refuge in the city before, from what they tell me their numbers are vast, but they are a peaceful people. One that I'm sure wouldn't turn a blind eye on Mocha, for one." As he called out his mate, the young chocolate molly shrunk closer to her father, embarrassed of being called out. But the molly was heavily pregnant, Datura had a point. "We would go to them with open hearts. Merely asking if some of their land could sustain us, is there any harm in that?" He cast another look down at his followers.
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 13, 2022 18:25:41 GMT -5
(Hope everyone's doin' good! ^.^)
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Mar 13, 2022 18:44:59 GMT -5
(I'm doing good! I don't have much time for roleplay replies today though. I think I can get some up soon)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 13, 2022 18:47:20 GMT -5
(It's never a prob Dawn. ^.^ I have the opposite affect today xD I have nothing but free time and am trying to find ways to entertain myself.)
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Mar 13, 2022 19:09:08 GMT -5
(I spend most of my free time playing Genshin Impact instead of writing because I just spend all my energy being unproductive. I have even more roleplays to reply to which sucks ;-; No more joining new ones for me. So yeah, replies tomorrow if I'm productive)
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Post by ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ on Mar 17, 2022 20:30:02 GMT -5
(Lil bump ^.^)
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Mar 19, 2022 9:17:02 GMT -5
(I’m still busy but hopefully I’ll get something up on Monday!)
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Mar 19, 2022 9:22:59 GMT -5
[will try to get something up for Bartholomew, Hazelwhisper, and Brightpaw soon!]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 19, 2022 13:01:37 GMT -5
[ hey guys!
i think i just have rainpaw to respond to?
it looks like aspensmoke, sunhawk, and uh- what's my fourth cat... berrylight are still tied up in rps
i might make a few cats. not sure but maybe. ]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 19, 2022 13:34:20 GMT -5
Rainpaw's expression brightened at Dotbounce's suggestion. She bounced on her paws and swished her tail, "That is a great idea!," the silvery tabby meowed with a bob of her head. She paused for a moment with a frown, glancing around camp, "Although you'll have to find him... I am pretty sure he is hiding from me," she scowled. Pebblenose wasn't a stupid tom, he knew that Rainpaw was getting more and more impatient by the day.
Rainpaw jumped when Snowypaw suddenly appeared out of the nursery, not that she would admit. She gave the younger molly a distasteful glance and wrinkled her nose, "Hi Snowypaw," she greeted... somewhat reluctantly, the lazy molly looked like she was going to settle in no matter what she said. Rainpaw waved her tail at Brightpaw, her green eyes drifting towards the golden molly. She had no idea how Brightpaw managed to hang out with Snowy.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 19, 2022 13:50:43 GMT -5
"You are right," Sunhawk agreed with a booming laugh, his amber eyes twinkling. "I'd probably be terribly bored by the time that newleaf would come around again," he mused. Dawnrunner wasn't wrong; he was a social creature. He could probably shoulder Milkfur's sole, quiet company for a while before it slowly started to drive him crazy. The ginger tom flashed Dawnrunner an amused glance at her reassurance at his lack of hunting ability.
He couldn't help but snicker at Sandstream's comment, "You mean you don't like the mud trickling off your paws," he teased. Sunhawk lifted his own paw and wrinkled his nose at the forming mud clots between his toe beans. This was going to be a pain to clean once they got back to camp, especially with the dim of the moonlight for the only light.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 19, 2022 16:12:41 GMT -5
 Teaksway - 39 moons - @ blazeheart
{ sociable, flirty, vindictive. }
Soft, plush fur encases this tom's body. His fur is a muted grayish-brown color. It reminded his mother of teakwood at the time, and it only confirmed her decision when his eyes shifted to a calm, pale green. Rather lanky for a kit and young apprentice, it was a surprise that the tom started to bulk up as he matured closer to warrior status. Teaksway is a tall figure, and his plush fur tends to hide his powerful muscles. Most cats either see him either as an intimidating or as a teddy bear.
Teaksway is a calm and kind feline; something was instilled in him by his mother. Harsh and bitter emotions will only bring you down in the end, and he tries to live by that. He is sociable and isn't terribly bothered if any type of conversation; whether its small talk or excited chatter, he'll go with the flow. Teaksway is a rational tom and tries to keep his emotions in check; however, he has his flaws. In his path of staying neutral, it's easy for bitterness to settle under his tom's calm demeanor. There is a sore spot in his past is his father and how quickly he moved on after his mother's death. It's something he will never forgive, and is somewhat stand-offish when it comes to his younger half-siblings.
Rank: Warrior
Relationships: romantic/ bi. at the moment, has a crush on cloverdawn
& family/ Softheather and Stormchime (half-siblings), Jack/Badgerclaw(father, believed to be dead), Dottedshell (mother, deceased), open for other full siblings.
 Softheather - 25 moons - @ blazeheart
{ calm, determined, defensive. }
Soft is an accurate word to describe this feline. She has muted colors with plush white fur encasing her whole body. Along her back are splotches of a soft gray with subtle flecks of cream mingled in. She has kind, baby blue eyes. With a dainty physique, the molly has the appearance of being fragile. It doesn't help that she has long legs and thin figure, making her seem scrawny, "like a swift wind could knock her over any day now". She scoffs whenever her sister voices that tidbit to her. She might be thin, but she isn't weak.
Softheather has a calm aura and is relatively amiable. She tries to not let anything phase her; however, at times, it is easy to ruffle her feathers and to get her flustered. Whether, it is from a brash action or aggressive flirting. She likes to keep things proper and order. Due to her rough-upbringing, this molly is a fighter and can be defensive when someone starts to doubt her. She hates having to prove herself and being on the receiving end of pitiful stares. She is a strong feline and can handle anything, no matter what anyone else feels. Softheather is determined to be self-sufficient.
Rank: Warrior
Relationships: romantic/ hetero, none atm
& family/ Stormchime (sister), Teaksway(half-brother), Jack/Badgerclaw(father, believed to be dead)
 Stormchime - 25 moons - @ blazeheart
{ charming, assertive, egotistic. }
Fur patterned like a storm cloud, this feline has a mottled coat of greys and black. She has a soft black nose. She has pale gray-blue eyes. Stormchime is a compact feline, she isn't very tall, but she is stocky with muscular built underneath her plush fur. This molly does have large ears, something that she gets greatly annoyed if someone points them out to her.
This molly lives up to her name; she is strong, confident, and swift-footed. Stormchime hates to be still and alone. She tends to be charming and, at times, rowdy. She actively seeks attention of any kind, a trait that stems from kit-hood. She can be assertive and opinionated; sometimes blurting things out before she can stop herself. Furthermore, she has strong opinions about certain things. She tries to see the big picture at times, but in the end, her way is the right way. Stormchime is egotistic and loves praise. She wants to be fawned over and told that she is doing a good job. She wants to be the best warrior and accepted by her peers.
Rank: Warrior
Relationships: romantic/ bi, none atm
& family/ Softheather(sister), Teaksway(half-brother), Jack/Badgerclaw(father, believed to be dead).
 Jack - 57 moons - @ blazeheart
{ quiet, cunning, clinical. }
Jack is an unremarkable tom; he has dark grey fur without any impairments on it, except for a patch of white on his hind paws. He has sharp, green eyes. This tom has a narrow face with large ears. He is a tall figure with broad shoulders and a faint, medium-sized scar on his haunch. He is an excellent climber.
Towards his rogue peers, Jack tends to be aloof. There are old stereotypes about rogues that still haunt his brain. Unknown to most, he is a former a clan cat. His former name was Badgerclaw, yet he adopted an outsider name. He'll still respond to it or shortened version: Badger. He is content to stay within the group, he was born and raised around a large group of felines. It's natural he would be drawn back towards something similar. Jack is a quiet feline and doesn't say too much; however, don't confuse that for laziness and disinterest. He is cunning; and is a rather big fan of eavesdropping. He likes to know things. Jack does have a temper and if you don't step lightly, you'll be at the receiving of harsh words.
Rank: Rogue
Relationships: father to Teaksway, Stormchime, and Softheather. Former mate of Dottedshell and ?
left the clan when he was 40 moons old, 17 moons ago.
some more history/background that doesn't fit
Teaksway
Thinking back to his younger moons, the tom always feels a slight longing as he remembered a simpler time cocooned by his mother's warmth with his siblings. His father, as a young tom, wasn't actively involved with upbringing but his mother, Dottedshell? His mother was sunshine and soft purrs, she was his rock. Someone he could go to and get comfort without hesitation. It broke his heart when she was found in the forest after a storm when he was 11 moons old.
Teaksway couldn't say he was surprised when it was spread through camp that his father had found a new mate after his mother's departure and then soon to-be litter of kits. It is something he remains somewhat bitter about and doesn't care to interact with his half-siblings, not knowing if he feels pity for them or general dislike. Either way, he doesn't want to find out. He would never admit this out loud, but he is happy that his father is dead.
Softheather & Stormchime
these sisters are polar opposites. Softheather was dubbed as a runt at birth, and Asterleaf didn't believe she would survive as the nursery, while Stormchime was born strong and healthy. Storm excelled at everything, while Soft struggled and pitied until she hit her growth spurt at 8 moons.
Due to this, Softheather was often fretted over by her mother; something that Stormchime has been bitter about since they have been in the nursery. Stormchime was much closer to her father and lived to gain his praise, something that was hard-won. She was heartbroken when he went missing, while Softheather was relieved; their father has never given her anything but distasteful glances, no matter what she did.
Furthermore, she and her sister have a rocky relationship; they can get along, yet they tend to mock each other quite frequently. It's very common to see the two sisters bickering.
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Post by Sand on Mar 19, 2022 18:45:20 GMT -5
Pollen-nose accompanied by Aspensmoke | camp | Blaze ♡  Pollen-nose snorted in amusement at Aspensmoke's comments. "I am not taking that as a compliment, but you're right," he mewed, acknowledging the other tom's comment as it was correct.
His ears perked up before Pollen-nose let out a purr. "Oh, thank StarClan," he mewed jokingly. "A couple more moons is fine by me!"
The orange tabby's eyes flickered while he listened to Aspensmoke. It sounded like the grey tom's day had been uneventful. He was tempted to ask Aspensmoke if he wanted to leave camp. However, when hearing about his big catch, the warrior's gaze brightened. "A big squirrel? You got lucky! Where is it now?" he asked, tail flicking curiously behind him. image source - Unsplash & ImgBB [ I swear if I find another reply sitting in my drafts without noticing it… ] |
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Mar 19, 2022 20:38:16 GMT -5
[ me.
but i find roleplays in my drafts lol ] Aspensmoke/ camp
/ Pollennose (Sand )
A laugh escaped from Aspensmoke, and he gave Pollen-nose an impish smile, "Probably should've had phased that differently," he admitted with a merry gleam in his eyes.
He twitched his whiskers at Pollen-nose's easy amusement at his words. "Then we can retire for leaf bare," he joked. That would be boring after a quarter moon, just lying around doing nothing.
Aspensmoke jerked his head towards the fresh-kill pile, "I buried it somewhere in there," he meowed with a nod, "Stuffed it under a couple of voles... so maybe it's still there." He cast a longing glance towards the pile. He wasn't terribly hungry; but squirrel was a squirrel and they tasted great.
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Post by *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* on Mar 23, 2022 8:00:37 GMT -5
(Sorry for the reply delay. I've been getting back into the groove of roleplaying)
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Post by Sand on Mar 23, 2022 9:29:43 GMT -5
[ I’m going to try and get replies up this weekend or Friday. My portfolio work is eating me alive as are my other classes. ]
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Post by ᴄᴏɴɪ﹣ғᴇʀᴏᴜs on Mar 25, 2022 19:17:50 GMT -5
»»————- ★ ————-«« Brightpaw wobbled back and forth, unsure what to say, how to say if she had anything to say. "Um," she tried to say, and it came out as a squeak. "It's - er - a good night, isn't it?" She scooted over to Snowypaw, trying hard to look like she hadn't been sneaking off with her friend in the middle of the night. She wasn't sure what to say honestly - Dotbounce was a warrior now, and Rainpaw - Rainpaw was Rainpaw and Brightpaw never knew how to talk to her.
"I mean - is there anything up?" the golden tabby tried again, feeling a little fretful inside at Rainpaw's disdainful expression and hoping her worry wouldn't show up on her own face. Brightpaw settled down properly, flicking her tail a little.
 H a z e l w h i s p e rWith n/a [open] || camp || n/a »»————- ★ ————-«« The tabby point was stretching in the warriors' den. He could hear the murmurs and padding-arounds outside, but for the moment, Hazelwhisper was content to not ask. He could ask around later; possibly something had come up while he was dozing and he'd missed it. He could catch up later, he told himself. At the same time, he felt the usual nagging voice at the back of his mind: there were things going outside and he could be missing out. Hazelwhisper turned in his nest, dislodging bracken and moss as he contemplated - go out or not?
A n i s eWith the rogues and Datura and Thorn || city || ˢʰʸᴹᶤᵐᶤᵏʸᵘ »»————- ★ ————-«« Anise's eyes gleamed at the descriptions of plenty - but a little less so when mentioning the so-called PierceClan - and Mocha. Would the pregnant molly be able to make that journey? It sounded like it wouldn't be easy, especially since it was - well, the city. And even if this other group was 'peaceful', how could Datura tell? He'd only heard of these cats, he hadn't met them. It wasn't going to be good if conflict broke out - Anise barely knew how to fight, if her few scars were any indication.
"Will we all be going?" she checked. "As one large group? Or will we be going in smaller and separate groups?"
*image placeholders until I find the time to draw them! fire - ack I can't believe I'm seeing this now! Yeah, I'm down with Pebble and Shade as friends! Blaze ♡ - this is an off note, but at some point may I throw Pebblenose at Softheather? I feel they could have an interesting dynamic! (and last tag I promise) *•.¸♡𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦♡¸.•* - perhaps Onyxpaw and Hazelwhisper could be siblings? I feel Hazel would poke his nose incessantly into the med den to ask about anything. |
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Nov 21, 2024 15:09:07 GMT -5
Nov 21, 2024 15:09:07 GMT -5
