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Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jul 5, 2016 14:24:47 GMT -5
Username(not screenname): echobrook
Character name: Bird of Paradise (Or just Bird)
Age(in moons): 23 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Petalclan warrior
Description: A short, orange tabby with green eyes. She has a beautiful cat-smile, and she hates being underground. She was named after the plant she was born next to. Her pelt is usually clean, as she hates it being dirty. She is small for her age, but doesn't mind.
Personality: Calm, sweet, and happy. She is carefree and doesn't mind who does what. However, she is gullible, due to her imense trust with cats. Bird of Paradise will only sleep outside, never in a tunnel. She is kinda of a princess, always acting like she should deserve the best, but she doesn't mean to be like that.
Family/Kin:
Crush/Mate:
Password: dirtclaw
Other: okay this good AND THIS RP IS BOOMING HOLY CRAP
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Post by ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞ on Jul 5, 2016 14:29:01 GMT -5
( OlivertheOblivion, does it bother you that you have two cats with the same prefix? I didn't know there was already a patch-.) |
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Post by OlivertheOblivion on Jul 5, 2016 14:29:50 GMT -5
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Post by ✞~Spottedleaf ~✞ on Jul 5, 2016 14:31:01 GMT -5
(Okay,making sure)
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Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jul 5, 2016 14:31:09 GMT -5
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Post by OlivertheOblivion on Jul 5, 2016 14:31:50 GMT -5
((Yes we can!
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Post by Reed on Jul 5, 2016 14:32:26 GMT -5
( hooray!)
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Post by OlivertheOblivion on Jul 5, 2016 14:36:22 GMT -5
It was early morning, and Dirtstar yawned as he stretched himself awake. 'Okay...let's see...what do I have to do today...' he thought groggily.
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Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jul 5, 2016 14:36:30 GMT -5
Birdpaw looked around, her eyes taking in every corner of the dark tunnel. She was in a stance, trying to adjust her eyes to see better in the dark. Macefur was beside her testing her vision by holding up different prey, seeing if she could identify them in the dark. "Mouse. Squirrel. Vole. Mouse." She repeated, nailing most of the prey.
Hallowedpaw waited slowly for his turn with Macefur. He yawned, digging his claws into the soft dirt.
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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 Jul 5, 2016 14:38:09 GMT -5
(Yay! Can Dragonfly the deadbeat mom drop Orchid off in PetalClan territory?)
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Post by Reed on Jul 5, 2016 14:43:25 GMT -5
Lynxspot's eyes were blindly closed as she tried to stumble through the tunnels. She blinked her eyes open, trying to identify where she was. The tunnel near the warriors den. She could smell the warrior scent clear."Awww I thought I had travelled more!"she growled under her breath.
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Post by OlivertheOblivion on Jul 5, 2016 14:43:29 GMT -5
((Yes, go right on ahead Awkward Potato ^^ Also I shall put up warrior/mentor and apprentice profiles up right now. Dirtstar shook the dust and soil off of his fur and crawled his way to the medic tunnel. "Hey! How're we doing this morning?" He asked Leafstorm, who was already awake. "Oh! Good morning Dirtstar!" she replied, lifting her head up from organizing herbs. "You're up early today." Whitelotus growled as she woke up from her den. She stumbled out of her den and out into the Petalclan's camp clearing. |
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Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jul 5, 2016 14:46:30 GMT -5
"Hello, Dirtstar!" Moltenpaw cheered. "Macefur was looking for you earlier, I think he wants to speak with you." He said, his voice light and happy as always.
"Whitelotus!" Tulip cheered, clumsily bouncing up to her.
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Post by Reed on Jul 5, 2016 14:49:23 GMT -5
Tigerflower growled at the ground she was sleeping on. She had decided too get up now, even if her body was telling her she needed to lay there for a few more days."MOURNING EVERYONE."she grumbled loudly.
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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 Jul 5, 2016 14:54:15 GMT -5
(Mk, thank you!)
A ginger she cat slunk around in foliage that progressively got thicker as she traveled. She carried a smaller ginger bundle in her jaws, and it mewled quietly, but was silenced with a stronger hold and a growl from the she cat. It was a kit, and this she cat was her mother.
Just days before, this cat had loved. She had a mate, and she had birthed this little kit. But her mate had been crushed by a passing monster, and she had watched. Now, she had returned to a cold and uncaring state. She had no use for this small, weak, mewling thing that could hardly waddle around.
"Mama?" The kit mewled quietly. She was shut up with another harsh growl. Eventually, she was put down after her mother looked around cautiously. The kit thought it was just her mother hiding her to hunt, as she did, but the look in her eyes was cold.
"Mama, will we be safe here?" The kit persisted worriedly. Her mother scowled. "There is no we anymore." She spat, then bounded off, leaving the little kit to die there. The kit began to wail, but her mother never returned.
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accepted 
-Falcon_star]
