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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 5:59 pm
"Tell one about StarClan!!" Featherkit mewed.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 9:26 pm
Rockshadow padded around the camp. He felt like going hunting. He looked around for someone to go hunting with.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 4:26 pm
Dapplestream let out a small sigh as she stood up. Looking around she saw Rockshadow nearby, and slowly approached him. her light blue eyes blinking curious if he'd care to go hunting with her. "Oh, Rockshadow...I was going to go hunting. Would you care to join me?" she mewed, a small smile forming as she glanced over to him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 8:08 pm
Rockshadow looked at Dapplestream. "Sure" he mewed back. He smiled back at her.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 9:59 am
dapplestream followed him, and looked around for a good place to hunt. the scent of mouse caught her nose as she noticed one nearby. lowering, her body, she quietly began to stalk it and with one quick blow of her paw, stopped it. bowing her head she said "thank you Starclan for this food." she picked it up in her mouth and waited for him to catch his own before taking them back to the fresh-kill pile. the elders had to be fed first.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 10:13 am
Rockshadow scented a squirrel nearby. He walked carefully towards it. He leaped and killed it with a swift bite to the neck. Thanking Starclan for the kill, he picked it up. He padded over to Dapplestream. He nodded and began to head back to camp.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:27 am
(ooc: Roxas, i...was just wondering does your cat have mate?) Dapplestream picked a piece of mouse from the fresh-kill pile and padded over to Rockshadow. "T-Thank you....for going hunting with me. I needed to do something to help clear my head. I''ve been out ofit most of the day today. I mena...Im really worried about our clan. I hope everything will be alright." she shook her head, a look of worry in her ligt blue eyes, as she raided her gray paw up to groom herslef.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 5:11 pm
((Nope))
"It's no problem. I wanted to get out of the camp." Rockshadow replied after grabbing a mouse for himself.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 8:43 pm
(ooc: oh i was...just wondering i'm just considering looking for a mate for dapplestream.)
dapplestream smiled and felt her pelt grow hot and shook herself. "may I join you?" she asked worried that he might not enjoy her company and sat down next to him taking small bites of her mouse.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 5:32 pm
"Sure" Rockshadow replied happily. He ate bites of his mouse as well.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 4:20 pm
dapplestream looked donw feeling abit embarrassed, but took small bites of her mouse. "it's really good today isn't it?" she said triyng to start a conversation with the tom. "I...hope everything will be alright...I'm worried about our clan." she said looking worried before letting out a heavy sigh.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 4:55 pm
-=Ooc=- Ohmigosh, totally forgot to reply to this. Been busy as all get out over here. Sorry Arainar! sweatdrop
The Fireclan deputy sighed inwardly in relief, fur tingling where the she-cat brushed agianst him, and a strange feeling of contentment and calm filled him. He muttered a small thank you and followed her on silent paws. As he did, he couldn't help but wonder if Whitewind was watching him now, if he approved. But there was no doubt in Lotusleaf's mind, and he subconsciously knew that he had been late in finding someone to lean on besides the old warrior, and that he also knew that Duskfeather was probably the best candidate for the spot. "Lets head down by the river." he suggests lightly. "With leafbare comming, that is where all the prey will be foraging." Inside the medicine den, there seems to be no one, but the sounds of movement from a hidden room in the den alerted the leader that it was not empty. Seeming to have sensed his presence, Dewleaf appears out of the narrow crevas, dragging a large leaf covered in 'dirt' in her jaws. Upon spotting Showerstar though, she lets go of her burden and quickly nods. "Hello Showerstar.... Lotusleaf told you to come see me?" she mewed softly, gazing up at him. The young cat looks disheveled and tired; fur unkept, body hunched slightly, exhaustion and worry clouding her usually bright eyes.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:48 pm
Dawnkit paced restlessly around the camp. The warm sunshine, possibly the last before leaf bare, soaked into her red- orange pelt. Just then, a shimmer caught her eye. She looked towards its source. There was a red tabby standing beside the bush. He was about Dawnkit's age, and had a glimmering pelt, like the cats of Starclan she had heard so much about. For a moment their eyes locked. Gold on green. She padded up to the strange cat, hoping for a game. But just as she reached the bush, the red tabby darted away, just out of her reach. "What's your name?", Dawnkit inquired. The red tabby's eyes saddened, and he replied,"I'mafraid I don't have one". Dawnkit's heart filled with pity at this statement. "I know", she exclaimed,"I'll call you Firekit, since your fur is so red." The tom's eyes lit up at this, and Dawnkit and the shining cat from Starclan then had a wonderful game of hide and seek.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 9:22 pm
Duskfeather couldn't help but feel relief in the Tomcat. She relaxed, a bit of her edge taken off. "I like that idea." She meowed softly, carrying on. Her mind wandered a bit with thoughts of Willowcloud flooding her mind.
Showerwhiskers bitter edge dulled down by the time he had reached into the den. His glowing golden eyes at her without hostility. "Yes." He meowed softly to Dewleaf. He gazed solemnly at the worn-out she-cat.
((Don't worry about it RRT xD hahaha))
((popcornballon: You began roleplaying and your profile wasn't even accepted. I'm sorry but your cat can't have a strong connection with Starclan, in clans only the Medicine Cats and Leaders come in contact with Starclan. Please obey the rules and I'm sorry but I cannot accept your profile, and until it is acceptable you cannot Roleplay. Sorry, but these are the rules. -Arainar))
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 4:48 pm
-=Ooc=- Thank you for pointing that out Arainar. I'm sorry popcornballon, but your profile must be accepted by either me or Arainar before you can even BEGIN roleplaying. And having a cat who has a special connection to Starclan outside medicine cats and leaders is practically godmoding. The only time a cat who is not a med cat, med cat apprentice, or leader must ask for my permission first, and even then, regular cats aren't supposed to have that special connection anyway, so I'm being extra nice on that. If you have questions or dont understand any of the rules, feel free to pm Arainar or myself, for that is why we are here. Thank you.
Lotusleaf answers silently, and just as silent, he leads the way to the river, barely making a sound while padding through the leaf litter and brush. For right now, the deputy was determined to not let anything get in the way of this much needed calm, and he consciously subdued any thoughts about any troubles at all for the moment and concentrated souly on the task at hand. He silently motioned with his tail for his companion to look at the left side of the bank for prey while he himself would scan the right. Dewleaf gazes at her leader for a moment, uncertain. Now that she had him here, she didn't really know where or how to begin explaining. "Sh....Showerstar, Willowcloud isn't well." she begins hesitantly, struggling to align her thoughts. "Her physical wounds are not as severe as I thought but...." She pauses for a second. "....She has a....'condition'." she finally concludes, clearly not knowing what to make of it.
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