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Post by soot on Sept 7, 2023 0:42:05 GMT -5
Lada gave a smile at the tom's thanks, her tail curling over her paws as she observes him for a moment. Looking down to her own fur, she grimaces, she's.. muddier than she thought she was. Taking a few moments to look more presentable, since they probably won't be going outside for a bit. No need to stay dirty. Still shivering a tad, she heaves a breathe, thick fur, but still short. It always goes back around to that problem.. ears perking at the tom's words, she tilts her head a moment. Learning to fish- that.. would be good.
Lada nods, "I've done it a few times.. but never very well. If you're willing to teach me- I'd be glad for the skill." She answers, one of her tall ears drooping in thought for a moment. "If you'd like, I can show you a few more spots of shelter? I know.. just about every little secret nook and cranny in the entire forest." She offers, tail curling tightly at the end. Spackle taught her everything she knows, except fishing funnily enough. But even Lada has found more random places to use for shelter than even Spackle does, a feat in of itself.
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Post by Myst on Sept 7, 2023 6:13:32 GMT -5
Hopefully you cover from the infection soon runningsky123Light I can't explain it but I adore the way your drew their ears, the shape is very pleasing |
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 7, 2023 8:15:42 GMT -5
(Very rough sketches: Cotton: I'm not good at drawing short furred cats. XD So this very rough style is prone to change. Might try to draw Cotton and Creamsicle sometime in the distant future.  Frazzle: Wonder: ) these are super freaking adorable ;w; i love your style and the way you draw expressions so well! and the energy in frazzle's drawing is just *chefs kiss* |
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Post by Light on Sept 7, 2023 9:52:22 GMT -5
(Aw thanks guys! <3
Soot - Ooh. Drawing is fun. :3 I always enjoy seeing them too, if you ever feel like sharing a doodle. ^^
Thanks Myst. I was worried the ears were starting to look like wings they were so big, haha.
Feathertalon: Yass. Frazzle is an excitable boy. XD )
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Post by Myst on Sept 7, 2023 10:08:26 GMT -5
Idk if I’m going to get replies up today, I’m sick apparently - came down with a fever in the middle of the night
If I do they will probably be much shorter and without formatting cause it’ll be from my phone
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Post by whispering on Sept 7, 2023 10:09:47 GMT -5
As if on cue, the gray's toms jaws gaped open into a yawn. Contagious indeed. A sluggish purr vibrating throughout his body. "Ah, but a sleepy apprentice would do me no good." He teased, rising to his paws to shake out his pelt. "I need all your senses intact to avoid any mishaps."
Has time really gone so quickly? It was time for rest already. Perhaps you lost track of the time when you were truly enjoying yourself. Or indulged deep in thought. There had been times Smoke had missed out on the whole day due to sorting herbs and gathering. It would be night before he knew it! And the two toms seemingly had the same effect on each other. It hadn't seemed long before they had run into each other and shared a meal together. Had many deep conversations on the way to and inside Percy's home. And now it was time to curl up and sleep. Their next journey begins in the morning.
Blinking green eyes, Smoke turned his attention to the empty nest beside Percy. A tugging feeling longed to curl up next to the ginger tom, but it would be more appropriate to rest in his designated bedding. At least for now. They were companions now but there was still time for them to become even closer. It doesn't all have to happen today. He reminded himself as he padded to the empty bed, circling himself around before flopping down onto his belly. Thoughtlessly beginning to groom his paws. Ears straining towards Percy as he yawned again.
The Clans. Yes that was right, not only would they venture back to his medicine den, they would also be beginning the journey of finding the ancient clans. The gray tabby was suddenly even more tired. Yearning to dream of the starry cats. To find more knowledge about them. "Rest well, Percy. My dear apprentice." He muffled humorously, his green eyes trained intently on his ginger and white body. He was lucky to meet such a cat. Now they would never part. Companions. He thought with a smile as he was slowly drawn into sleep. Quinn
Quinn's House // with Spackle soot
The tabby queen settled herself into a semi-crouch, curling her tail across her paws. Wide eyes watching as he leaned down to lap at the water. Whiskers twitching in amusement at the expression of the strongly tasting liquid. Nothing like fresh rain or stream water. Her curiosity returned once more as he asked his question. His past. It intrigued her. Was he like her? Did the forest call Spackle and pull him away from his housecat lifestyle? Or had he left due to other reasons?
"Tell me whatever you want," She mewed casually, though her eyes deceived her. Curious and maybe even a bit challenging. How far was this tom willing to go? Would he shut down or be straightforward with her? It was almost hypocritical considering she would not reciprocate the same openness if he'd asked her. But she could not fight her curiosity. If Spackle wouldn't tell her then Quinn would respect it. It would disappoint her, of course. But respected he would be. "You can start with why you left your housefolk? I know you, Spackle, couldn't have been born in the wild." Wild born cats had wild born names. Like Bramble. A shiver rippled throughout her body at the thought of the name. It was an all too familiar name for the tabby molly. A name that she had left behind with the rest of her past. But that was not important now. This was Spackle's story. Not hers.
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Post by whispering on Sept 7, 2023 10:10:44 GMT -5
oh light those are amazing!
frazzle's confused face made me laugh x3 i love the details!
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Post by Light on Sept 7, 2023 11:01:46 GMT -5
(Take it easy and rest up. I hope you feel better soon Myst. :3)
(Aw thanks Whispering! <3 He loves to make others laugh. Glad to know his silliness shows through in the pictures. ^^)
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 7, 2023 13:13:46 GMT -5
Hope you get to feeling better, myst!!
Whisper, do you wanna skip smoke and percy to the next day?? o:
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Post by whispering on Sept 7, 2023 13:40:49 GMT -5
oh yes d: i meant to say something about a skip it slipped my mind lmao
also sending my well wishes myst^ fevers are the worst
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Post by soot on Sept 7, 2023 17:31:37 GMT -5
Spackle w/ Quinn(whispering )Location // Quinn's House.Spackle felt a spark of amusement at the molly's words. Not that she's wrong, his name is.. a bit of a tell. For assumptions, anyway, considering he got his name after the fact. Some random barn cat had the honor of naming yours truly, Spackle had just been happy to have a name. Not that he'd really want to change it now anyway. Though the white and gray spotted tom's enthusiasm lessens at the question. Hard one first, yeah? Heaving a quiet sigh, the tom takes a moment to formulate the best way to explain. "Well... the in depth version? My twoleg's were bastards." He says bluntly, with an offhanded shrug. "Not a care in the world for me. I was just a kit, raised with twenty others that were going to be given away." He explains, tail flicking. "Don't get me wrong, I don't see all of those types as terrible, but when they do it how they did?" He grimaces just a tad, paws adjusting his weight. "I took my chance when I saw it, got out, and have been out ever since." Spackle just gives the stare of someone who doesn't care, like he's explaining someone else. Like he's lived the life of luxury, not anything in-between. "I got picked up by those catchers for a bit. Though I easily got out, prior experience of course." He says with a devious grin. "I ended up around here, and as most'll tell ya about me. I'm not one to stay still." He pauses, giving a considering look. "As for where I came from, that's about it. If you'd like to know anything more specific.. just give the word." He adds after a moment, getting to his paws as his ears swivel. He's had enough water for now, he'll run by in the morning before leaving though. Even if the stuff tastes.. very off. Better than dying!"I think you'd have a laugh out of where I got my name from though." He says after another few seconds of the molly's reaction, letting out a very, very dignified snort.
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 7, 2023 20:28:54 GMT -5
I’ll try and get replies up tomorrow after work, and I’ll start the timeskip for smoke and percy :>
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 7, 2023 22:38:53 GMT -5
Hey y’all. I’m gonna try my hardest to be on, but apparently one of the side effects of the antibiotic I’m taking now is nausea, and I’m already starting to feel it, so no clue how I’ll feel over the next week. I’ll try and keep y’all updated, and if anything if major happens, just give me a rundown and I can see about skipping any that thag might be needed.
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Post by soot on Sept 7, 2023 22:53:51 GMT -5
You're all good runningsky123, take all the time to rest ya need, I hope you have a swift recovery! |
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Post by Myst on Sept 8, 2023 4:28:35 GMT -5
 Binx -- The Barn, Before the Storm | With Alice - Feathertalon Despite how Binx kept it together, the Heeler had certainly put her off a little. She’d never experienced a dog for herself to her recollection, though this differed greatly from what she’d heard from other cats in passing. On top of that, the dog had clearly spoken to them. The words had been clear as day, and while it was clear she wasn’t conversationally fluent in anyway, she’d managed to get her point across. Perhaps that’s what had kept any fear at bay – any canine that would go out of their way to learn her language surely couldn’t mean any harm, right?
The wind drew her from her thoughts quickly, reminding her that they were still out in the elements. As Alice trotted off she was quick to follow, putting the dog out of her mind for the time being. It didn’t take them long to reach the large building, at which point Binx slowed to a stop as the other gestured to the structure. It was huge, taller than her place in the pines. The door seemed to just be left open for animals to come and go as they pleased. It wasn’t clear to her what animals came and went based on the scents alone, most of them unfamiliar and blending together into something undistinguishable but unique. All she could pick out was the familiar notes of feline presence as well as indication of the barn dogs Alice had mentioned.
It wasn’t as if she was new to the human structures, but the weight of entering a new one settled on her like a rock on her chest. Alice had walked in with no issue, so she could do it to. After all, she’d come this far already, there was no sense in backing down now. Tail tip flicking to dispel some of her anxiety, she huffed before finally making her way into the barn after the tortoiseshell. The temperature difference was immediately clear to her, the warmth seeping into her skin and helping her to relax a bit. Binx set the hawk down gently, though her eyes were flickering around her new surroundings. On the whole, the place was empty save for the animals who were already tacking refuge here before the worst of the storm. “Where…” she trailed off for a moment before shaking her head a little and turning orange eyes to the other feline. Even she was distracted by all the new stimuli in the area. “Sorry, where should I put this?”
Before she received an answer, an unfamiliar voice sounded behind her, “New cat, Alice?” Whipping around, she was met with another canine, though this one was much bigger, essentially dwarfing her despite having only stepped halfway into the barn. “Heard Confetti from across the pasture, wanted to check it out.” He didn’t necessarily sound or look upset. In fact, he seemed pretty relaxed, but she couldn’t truly tell – it was only her second time hearing a dog talk.
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Post by Myst on Sept 8, 2023 4:29:49 GMT -5
Thank you guys for the well wishes <3 think I broke my fever finally but ooooo my throat is killing me runningsky123 nausea from antibiotics is the worst - hopefully they get the job done and nausea is minimal for the rest of the week |
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Post by 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 on Sept 8, 2023 11:56:36 GMT -5
Crystal
with Kuta Myst
The gray molly lifted her head high at his praise. Giving a satisfactory purr. They both had their selective skills. And it made her proud to prove her own to Kuta. "No, it's yours." She mewed, shaking her head, "I ate on the way here. I'll eat again later if we come across anything." Maybe she was altruistic, or maybe she just had too much anticipation for the journey that was to come. Crystal had kept her promise in keeping a look out for any passing cats to ask about whether or not they had heard of an ancient group of cats. But her luck had been little to none. The only cats she'd come across were unapproachable, unwilling to hear her out. Just as she'd expected to happen. It was leafbare. An unfortunate time for all cats in the wild. The last thing anyone was willing to do was chat about a random elder's tale.
The thought of her misfortune peaked new interest in the molly, leaning back onto her haunches as she watched Kuta. Green eyes glowing with her curiosity. Kuta had been the one who introduced the mission to Crystal. The tale of groups of cats once living in the territories was nothing more than a story told to kits before she'd run into the tall tom. Has his luck been better than hers? Did he receive any more clues from the strange cats in his dreams? "So, any luck with finding any more information before our journey?" She began, head slightly tilted to the side. "Any more dreams?"
Lillith
with Leo whispering
Avoiding eye contact, Lillith finished off the rest of her mouse in silence. Of course Leo had only been joking. Why'd she have to read into things so much? Leo had just finished professing his true feelings to her and here she was doubting him. He hadn't given her any reason to doubt him. Oddly enough she actually believed his words. Maybe that was why she'd been so defensive. A part of her didn't want it to be true. She was nothing to fuss over, in her mind at least. And here was her barn mate truly seeing her. Beyond her physical self. It was a strange feeling. That gave the calico molly a warm feeling, something she wasn't used to. All her life she'd thought she was just seen as the clumsy, mess-up of the farm. Kept out of pity. Now for the first time in her life someone was admitting the opposite. Her green eyes flickered back to the ginger tom's amber as he spoke up about her foot. Slowly swiping her tongue over her bloody jaws. "Er, yea," She began, licking her pink paw pad to begin cleaning her face. "I feel fine. No need to worry." Pausing in her grooming, she looked deeper into his eyes. "Thank you, Leo. For the mouse. And checking on me. You didn't have to you know."
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 8, 2023 11:57:23 GMT -5
Feathertalon Myst soot can y’all sound off on what threads I need to reply to? Not sure if I’ve missed any. I should be able to do a set of replies tonight since it’s Friday, but I’ll see how I’m feeling after work.
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Post by soot on Sept 8, 2023 22:00:25 GMT -5
Of course runningsky123! I do believe I have one with your kitty Heather :3 But besides that I'm not seeing anything else! |
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 8, 2023 22:23:32 GMT -5
Heather Location: Barn With: Sprite ( soot) "With stuff.", Heather repeated with an amused purr, glancing around the barn. "Well, it is getting time to clear out the old bedding pile.", she said, glancing at a pile of musty and rumpled hay in one of the corners of the barn. "I was planning on doing that today, and keeping an eye on the chickens. One of them got a few feathers pulled out by one of the foxes.", she said, glancing at the coop. "We can take the old bedding to the manure pile by the field, if you think you're up for that.", she said. She didn't want to push Sprite too far, not wanting the she-cat to get sicker again. Flame Location: Pine Forest With: Wila ( Feathertalon) Flame shook himself out again, before he turned and walked back over to Wila, and sighed. "Yeah, you're right. And at least we knew there is prey here.", he said, his tail flicking slightly. He glanced back to where the mouse had been, and walked over, sniffing around to see if there was anything specific that seemed to have attracted it there, but there was nothing but a clump of grass. Maybe it was padding its nest more. He came back to Wila, and sat down, looking around, trying to think what their best course of action would be. He really should have waited until he could ask Shadow where the best hunting spots were. "I don't think I'm too good at the sneaking up part.", Flame said. "I'd rather just wear the prey out, but can't do that here. Too many trees to disappear in.", he said, licking a paw as he thought. ( Myst did you ever reply for Honey and Shadow? I don't see anything but I could be missing it) Also, I'm freeing up Aster and Alyssum again, so if anyone has characters on the moor, feel free to throw them their way! Gardenia and Wisteria are also still free. |
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Post by soot on Sept 9, 2023 0:27:00 GMT -5
Sprite w/ Heather(runningsky123)Location // The BarnThe she cat shrugged with a tiny smile at the other cat's words, ear perking up as she continued. The old bedding, hm? Glancing over to aforementioned bedding, she tilts her head. Sprite figures, that yeah.. it could do with some refreshing. Looking back to the other molly, she debates for a moment. Is she up for it..? Yeah, well, sort of-? Up for it enough! Chattering a positive sound, the molly answers, "I think I'm up for it, it'd be nice to do some work around for once.." She says in a slightly distracted tone. (Chickens.. are kind of weird.)Sprite paws at the ground beneath her, tail laying offhandedly beside her. "Do'ya mind if I eat this first?" She inquires with a gesture to the prey, "I'll be quick! Then we can take out the bedding." Sprite added with an excited smile, ears sharp and perked.
I have Canna, Zee, and Boz open if you'd like running! Zee and Boz are barn cats that are also sort of loners? I think meeting Aster would be interesting! But you can also do whoever you'd like c:
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Post by Myst on Sept 9, 2023 4:09:53 GMT -5
 Honey -- The Forest | With Shadow - runningsky123 No, she’d truly never understand cats who had twolegs. Clearly Shadow was more than capable of taking care of himself, and if they couldn’t see that, then surely they were blind. Regardless, he’d made himself quite clear – he would leave sometime today and that was that. So she’d leave it be and move on to the subject of hunting. “You’re very right – it’s a real shame, I could be the greatest hunter the world’s seen if it weren’t for my pelt,” the molly mused jokingly. Of course, she had her faults. Couldn’t fish at all, but who cared? The birds never stood a chance against her, and the weasel were learning they’d met their match.
When it came to a meal and joining him for the walk, she offered a light nod to his agreement. “Ah, I love it when a good deal comes together~” Honey purred. Getting up, she made smooth work of padding over to the entrance to pick up the carcass. It was cold, as expected, but still fresh. At least snow was useful in some way. She carried it over to the tom, setting it in front of him before settling from across from him. “Pretty sure you got this one, so you get first bite.” It was something her mother had taught her, an odd mannerism that she kept in the back of her mind.
I had to do a lil' searching but here's Honey latest reply! |
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Post by Myst on Sept 9, 2023 4:28:31 GMT -5
I do have Vixen, Dew, Bo, and Milo if anybody is lookin to do anything~
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Post by Myst on Sept 9, 2023 5:45:13 GMT -5
 Kuta -- The Forest | With Crystal - 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 Well he couldn’t argue much if she’d already eaten, so he offered a hum of confirmation before settling down to eat. He’d certainly have to catch their next meal or something – he certainly wouldn’t stand for her doing all the work. If she did, how would she enjoy their little trip? With this in mind, he essentially decided for the both of them that he would handle the next round of hunting as he tore into the squirrel. It was warm and fresh, a sharp reminder that it was far better than anything his humans could provide him.
Why did he stay there, anyway? What would they do if he didn’t return home? Surely nothing. After all, he was faster than them – even if they chased him, they’d never catch him. To top it off, he’d never been as attached to his twolegs as the couple other Savannah cats he’d met. They had thought him odd to have not formed any type of attachment to them, going on about how they loved theirs to the ends of the other. Kuta simply hadn’t understood. Sure, they fed him and provided a warm home, but he craved what his mother had. Freedom.
Crystal’s voice jolted him from his wandering thoughts. Blinking up at her, it took an extra moment for her words to register in his mind. Right, the dreams! Finishing off the bite he’d already taken, he flicked his ears in confirmation that he’d heard her. “I wasn’t able to talk to anyone else – twolegs wouldn’t let me outside no matter what I did ‘cause of all the snow. My dreams, though…” He trailed off as the fragments he could still remember flickered through his mind. “I had another – it was… odd. They said something about a puma guiding me? Honestly, didn’t make a whole lot of sense. I tried to ask for more what it meant but they just told me I’d know?” It was clear that he himself was confused by the dream he'd had. Of course, there hadn’t been a lot of information provided to him, so he had no idea what to do with it.
He took a couple more bites of the squirrel before continuing. “It doesn’t matter. I mean, I’m sure it does, but I don’t know anything about pumas. I’m not even sure I know what they are – doesn’t sound like any animal from where I used to live,” he meowed. There had been tons of wild animals near his last home, but none of what he could remember sounded remotely close to a puma.
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 9, 2023 7:44:03 GMT -5
May try getting replies after work today! I don’t have dnd tonight so I have some extra time
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Post by whispering on Sept 9, 2023 8:42:55 GMT -5
Quinn
Quinn's House // with Spackle soot
The tabby listened as he spoke. She'd heard stories of cats who had bad housefolk. Humans bred cats and gave them up just for their own gain with little regard for the animals, or humans that would release their anger out on their animals. An absurd thing if you asked Quinn. She could never imagine living in such a toxic environment. Other than the one she'd grown up in maybe. Her own housefolk were quite loving she just didn't seem to be the cat that was meant to be with them. Maybe someday they would find a nice housecat that reciprocated their energy. But she would not be the cat. And she hopefully wouldn't stick around to be there when they found their perfect cat.
It was selfish of her. Some cats yearned to have caring housefolk like her own. And here she was, yearning for more. For the forest that tugged at her paws. Would Spackle have enjoyed his life more if his housefolk were more caring? Would he have stayed in their captivity?
Her eyes blinked when his mood lightened. Hmm, so Spackle wasn't his born name. I guess we do have some things in common. "Not from your housefolk I presume?" Now she genuinely was curious.
Leo
The Barn // with Lillith 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
The ginger tom watched her as she groomed. Cleaning the stains from her white face. Even then he saw the beauty within her. Face smeared with blood and all.
Her sudden eye contact snapped Leo out of his daze, offering her a gentle smile at her words. There was the kind Lillith he knew. "Of course, it's no issue." He would have stopped his day a million times over if it meant helping Lillith. Her safety was almost even greater than that of the farm. "What kind of tom would I be if I left you to fend for yourself? You were obviously very hurt." Even if she didn't want to admit it, he knew the tortoiseshell she-cat was in pain. Going to the farmer would have been the smartest decision, just to be safe. But he trusted her. He would let her sleep it off if she thought it was just a wrench. But if she was wrong and it still hurt, or maybe even worse, tomorrow... He shook his head at the thought. She would be fine either way. He would take care of her.
"You've always got me. Just yowl and I'll be on the way. Seriously." He went out, reaching his forelegs in front of him into a stretch. Revealing, rippling, powerful muscles underneath his ginger pelage.
The calico molly thought he was just talking, but he needed her to know just how serious he was. If Lillith would not accept being his mate then he simply would not take one. Ever. It would be her or it would be no one. But Leo was beyond sure that she would be his. Soon enough. (sorry i am late everyone, yesterday was a busy one for me x.x o: i can free up magpie and ember if anyone wants to start a new rp) |
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Post by Light on Sept 9, 2023 10:35:19 GMT -5
(I could probably free up Wonder and Frazzle. I might have Wonder spying on other cats in the barn. Frazzle will likely be having a series of snowy adventures either in the forest or the twolegplace.)
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Post by cherrywing on Sept 9, 2023 10:49:12 GMT -5
helloooo it has been some time since i've rped, but i've been lowkey stalking this thread haha. are you guys still looking for members? (:
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Post by Light on Sept 9, 2023 11:06:52 GMT -5
(Yes we are still open! Welcome. ^^ You’re welcome to post a form (or more) for Feathertalon’s evaluation. :3)
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 9, 2023 11:13:40 GMT -5
Light ooh I could make a starter for Gardenia and Wisteria to run into Frazzle? I was thinking they'd be heading more towards the Twolegplace but still in the forest. whispering who would be closer to the moor? I can throw Alyssum and Aster at them lol
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