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Post by shadowblaze on Jul 15, 2015 4:33:56 GMT -5
"Sure!" said Shadowblaze
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Jul 15, 2015 14:52:42 GMT -5
Cinderstar was already heading back to camp. Briarheart saw a vole and forgot to feel the wind direction. The vole scented her and scurried away. She could scent Duskclaw and the vole was heading straight towards him!( ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞) |
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Post by ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞ on Jul 15, 2015 17:35:30 GMT -5
Duskclaw spotted a vole coming toward him. He squatted into his hunter's crouch and crept up upon it. He ambushed it and killed it with a swift, yet clean bite. The dusky-brown tom looked up to see Briarheart. ( ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•*) |
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Jul 16, 2015 21:09:07 GMT -5
"Nice catch," she giggled. Briarheart looked at the dark, looming clouds and frowned. "We should start heading back now," she mewed. ( ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞) username: crescentstar1215 Cat's name: Nightpaw Gender: She-cat Age: 8 moons Appearance: A black she-cat with green eyes. She has short fur, making her more vulnerable to the cold. She has a long thin tail with big ears. She has a white paw and a white ear. Personality: Nightpaw loves the cold, which is quite unusual. She's very intelligent, sometimes out-thinking even experienced warriors. She's quite cold, which makes others think she got that trait because of all the time she spends in blizzards. Nightpaw dislikes foolish and naive cats. Her wisdom makes her seem mysterious, for she doesn't talk much and mumbles a lot. Very independent, Nightpaw will always try working things out herself, even if it seems impossible. History(Optional): Born as a loner, she was raised with her brother by her mother. Nightpaw, then known as Shadow, had a father who had died from an agonizing lump in his stomach. She continued on when her mother mysteriously disappeared, abandoning her children. Though her brother mourned for a long while, she only sat and watched. Shadow then wandered around with her brother, then was found and brought into IceClan. Family: Mother: Daisy: A white she-cat with yellow eyes. Father: Spider: Tabby Black tom with green eyes Brother: Lightningpaw: A white tom with golden eyes(Whoever wants to RP him, just PM me. I'll PM you the personality and you fill out the rest. Add bits to the personality if you want  ) Rank/Clan: IceClan Apprentice Password: Siberia Other: Who's open for mentoring?? |
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Post by ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞ on Jul 16, 2015 23:55:32 GMT -5
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Post by Lenin Cat on Jul 17, 2015 7:30:47 GMT -5
(Accepted)
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Jul 18, 2015 19:57:38 GMT -5
Briarheart nodded. She lead the way to the meeting place.
Nightpaw padded around camp. She had just woke up and was disappointed to see storm clouds gathering over head.
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Post by ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞ on Jul 19, 2015 2:21:36 GMT -5
Duskclaw followed Briarheart back toward the meeting place. He hoped that they would be able to reach home before the snow began to fall. ( ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•*) |
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Post by Lenin Cat on Jul 19, 2015 9:01:39 GMT -5
Froststar padded back to the meeting place with a great snow hare hanging from his jaws. The wind was really beginning to pick up. He hoped that the others would be there.
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Jul 20, 2015 1:09:11 GMT -5
Briarheart squinted and saw Froststar heading towards the meeting place. Sith the prey in her jaws, she continued padding.
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Post by Lenin Cat on Jul 21, 2015 8:41:20 GMT -5
Froststar arrived at the meeting place. It was a tall fir tree surrounded by reeds.
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Jul 21, 2015 19:45:26 GMT -5
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Post by Lenin Cat on Jul 21, 2015 19:50:16 GMT -5
Froststar nodded. The wind was picking up and was starting to howl, a sign that you should get to shelter. "Let's go,' he said.
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Jul 21, 2015 19:59:51 GMT -5
Briarheart lead the way back to camp. She narrowed her eyes against the splintering snow and prodded her way through the thick snow. Her fur fluffed up, Briarheart continued. Cinderstar was now back at camp. SHe knew who the deputy would be. "Let all cats old enough to walk through the blizzard gather under the High Rock for a clan meeting," she yowled. (@raptorflight, shadowblaze, ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞) Silverclaw padded to the High Rock. He wondered what it would be about. Nightpaw cocked her head and padded to the High Rock. |
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Post by Lenin Cat on Jul 21, 2015 20:10:26 GMT -5
Froststar followed in Briarheart's paw prints, fluffing up his fur to shield himself from the biting wind.
Firheart gathered beneath the High-Rock to see what Cinderstar had to say.
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