Awkward Potato
Holiday Reindeer
Steven Universh trash, and also furry trash
Posts: 8,121
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Post by Awkward Potato on Nov 6, 2015 21:11:34 GMT -5
( Lenin Cat, Brightpaw is still medicine cat app like in the old RP, yes? Just checking.)
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Post by Lenin Cat on Nov 7, 2015 9:18:44 GMT -5
(Yes, if you had a character from the last RP, it transfers over to this one)
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Awkward Potato
Holiday Reindeer
Steven Universh trash, and also furry trash
Posts: 8,121
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Post by Awkward Potato on Nov 7, 2015 14:31:32 GMT -5
(Thanks for clearing that up, Lenin Cat. I'll pretend that Adderpaw just never existed so she's not crushing on a non-resistant cat anymore, lol. Did I say this already? And when should we start?)
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Post by Lenin Cat on Nov 8, 2015 7:24:57 GMT -5
(You can start now if you wish)
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Post by cooper on Nov 8, 2015 22:18:21 GMT -5
Littleflame yawned, flickering his eyes open and stretching. He wiped the sleep away from his eyes and stood up, looking around in the dim den. He felt his nose twitch at the smell of the herbs in the den. The flame pointed tom slinked out of his den, leaving Brightpaw sleeping.
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Awkward Potato
Holiday Reindeer
Steven Universh trash, and also furry trash
Posts: 8,121
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Post by Awkward Potato on Nov 15, 2015 9:14:06 GMT -5
(Was gonna wait for something else to happen, but okay. This shall NOT die again!)
Harekit yawned and stretched. She tumbled out of the nursery and purred when she reached the sunlight.
Brightpaw's nose twitched before she lifted her head and opened her bleary eyes. She blinked a few times and her vision cleared. She yawned and stretched before checking the herb store. Everything was in order. The large scar from an owl stood out from the rest of her silky white and orange-patched self, but she didn't mind. She had killed the owl, and she beamed when she remembered that just a few days ago she had carried it back to camp with her head held high.
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Post by cooper on Nov 15, 2015 11:11:04 GMT -5
Littleflame sat himself down in the brisk morning air, looking at the dawn sky.
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Post by Tumbling Into My Grave on Nov 15, 2015 22:34:17 GMT -5
(Track!)(will join tomorrow, it's late rn)
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Nov 16, 2015 20:43:50 GMT -5
Crescentshade yawned, stretching her paws. She shook her fur out and padded out of the den.
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