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Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jan 8, 2017 13:27:54 GMT -5
(A meeting is happening owo) (edited my post so now all my characters are waiting)
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 8, 2017 13:42:13 GMT -5
❄🐾Luna🐾❄ , Strikestar " I mean, I would save anyone- you guys especially, you know what I mean." Bonekit finishes awkwardly and then notices Twitchkit. She walks up on the other side of her and tries to drape her tail over her back gently. Wolffrost flattens his ears at the sound of Kestrelwing rushing into camp. He didn't like the sound of that, he had no reason to be running around like some kind of rabid fox. To top it off that queen seemed to be more worried about grooming for some reason. Useless. Reluctantly, he creeps over to inform the other tom of what was going on. But he seems to realize before he can tell him and walks over on his own. Wolffrost lets out a faint hiss realizing he shouldn't have bothered. He sulks back over to the clearing himself.
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Post by ★Echobrook the Reindeer★ on Jan 8, 2017 14:10:48 GMT -5
oh oops i was a little slow, should i edit? )) yeah probably))
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Post by oenomaus on Jan 8, 2017 15:46:06 GMT -5
He nodded and padded after him, walking into the camp and sitting, looking at Swiftstar. (REALLY short)
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Post by 🍂 Elkpelt 🍂 on Jan 8, 2017 18:20:14 GMT -5
//are we having a meeting then?//
Moonfur licked his paws clean then padded over to the clearing where many cats were waiting for their leader to speak.
Spiritpelt licked all her kits. "Ok. i am going out for the meeting so you guys be good! Dont get into anything." Then she padded quietly out if the nursery and joined Moonfur in the clearing.
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Post by ☣ SMOG ☣ on Jan 8, 2017 21:29:13 GMT -5
(( Okay guys can we in the future like not do 4 pages of role-play between kits and then time-skip when no one else is ready? Cause like some people here have work or school and no one wants to read four pages of one-liners. I would understand if it's been a few days but not even 24 hours has been since me and Dirtypaw 's last post and the most recent post from this flood of things. So now we have to wrap up our hunting session because a few people were impatient? That's not fair. ))
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 8, 2017 21:42:12 GMT -5
(( thats a good point, i agree, i was able to keep up since i didnt have anything going on but that same pace during weekdays would be very difficult for me since its ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ 's thread, they should be the one to decide when and how often we do time skips from now on ))
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Post by ☣ SMOG ☣ on Jan 8, 2017 21:45:46 GMT -5
(( Well I think they had decided to do the time-skip but I think they were prompted, which isn't fair that one person asked for time-skip when everyone else was busy and got what they wanted. ))
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Post by 🍂 Elkpelt 🍂 on Jan 8, 2017 22:49:36 GMT -5
((I know people have things to do and i totally agree with the timeskip, i apologize. But i also think if we want to rp you dont have to read what we posted. And sorry to be rude but if we want to rp we shouldn't have to wait for you. And i dont mean this in a rude way at all but i dont know how else to say it))
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Post by ☣ SMOG ☣ on Jan 8, 2017 22:58:16 GMT -5
(( You agree with the time skip because you were online when it happened. And you do have to read everyone's posts since something important could happen that has to do with you. For example if I just didn't read anything I wouldn't know about the time-skip. And I wouldn't be prepared to be visit by the queen/kit as I play Patchnose and can now expect that to happen. Doing a role-play with other people means that you have to acknowledge everyone and pay attention to everyone. Noone can be perfect and remember everything everyone's character is doing, but not reading people's post imo is rude. And role-playing should be fun for everyone. But if 3 people take up four pages of role-play and those 3 people decide on a time-skip no one else is prepared for, then everyone else isn't having fun. It's not like I was inactive, it was less than 24 hours. ))
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Post by 🍂 Elkpelt 🍂 on Jan 8, 2017 23:22:23 GMT -5
(When i said i agree with the time skip i meant that i agree its shouldn't have happened and i apologize . But the creator of this rp was with us at the time skip. And if i had gone to the med cat den, i would have tagged you. And i guess i am rude because i don't always read everyone's posts. And again i am going to say i don't mean to be rude))
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Jan 9, 2017 1:15:30 GMT -5
(Can we stop arguing? Everyone makes mistakes, next time we will make a vote in messages for the next one.)
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Post by ☣ SMOG ☣ on Jan 9, 2017 2:26:08 GMT -5
(( Dirtypaw should we bring Albatross and Mouse back or do you think they would miss the meeting since they were out of camp when it was started and they didn't know it was happening? ))
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Post by Dirtypaw on Jan 9, 2017 2:32:03 GMT -5
Firepelt | Male | 43 moons | Warrior | Single and Open | Dark ginger tabby with orange eyes, well-built but bulky | Mentions: Firepelt dropped the poorly caught mouse and squirrel onto the pile after he slipped into camp, tail lashing angrily behind him. He had attempted in catching more after he got separated from Moonfur but he only caught the two rodents and nothing else. With a now angry flick of the tail the dark tabby flattened his ears and stormed towards the warrior den, not caring or noticing the change in his surroundings. (( note: ☣ SMOG ☣, they can miss it since just started the hunt ))
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Post by ☣ SMOG ☣ on Jan 9, 2017 12:31:00 GMT -5
Mousestep | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | --- | Brown tabby with little white on her muzzle, pale amber eyes. Smaller than an average cat. | Mentions: ☣ SMOG ☣ Mousestep flicked her tail for a brief moment before nodding at now feeling more calm and at hearing soft chirps she was on the move, belly brushing against the grassy ground. She kept her steps light from practice while she crept closer to the chirps and once the undergrowth cleared away the brown tabby paused. Ears twitching back and forth Mousestep tried to pinpoint the bird by sound before tilting her gaze upwards and scanning the branches of the trees near her. Aha! Mousestep dug her claws into the soft dirt when spotting the chirping louder robin that sat on a low branch.
The brown tabby spent a moment or so to make sure she was downwind and that she could even make the trip under the tree without making too much noise before moving. Mousestep was keeping her eyes locked on the robin after quietly making her way to the tree, she wiggled her hunches out of habit before climbing the trunk. It was difficult to not just rush up the trunk and pounce the robin but Mousestep couldn't startle it away and ruin her chance. Her tail flicked once she was safely on the branch and within a few heartbeats, she had the robin locked in her jaws but no longer had the branch under her paws. Abatrossface | Female | 12 moons | Warrior | Single | A pretty black-and-white she-cat | Tags: Dirtypaw
She clawed at the crevice a few more times before accepting that she had lost the mouse. Moving on she searched for something else to hunt. Though some birds were chirping above she knew she'd have no luck at catching them, and by the racket they were making they knew it too. A scowl rested on her face as moved deeper into the forest, determined to not let Mousestep get the better of her.
With a bit of effort she found a chipmunk scavenging underneath a tree. She dropped to a crouch and steadied her breathing and heart rate hoping it hadn't noticed her. Considering her past mistakes she made sure not to wait as long. When the small mammal had it's nose to the ground Albatross pushed off the ground towards her target. Notes: This is probably a bit badly written but I am having a bit of writer's block lately v-v
Patchnose | male | 28 moons | medicine cat | married to starclan | A dainty mostly black tom with white muzzle, paws, and underbelly. | Tags: @everyone in camp?
The small tom could barely hear the leader's call, if he hadn't been listening for it he would of missed the meeting entirely. He rose to his paws slowly and made his way towards the entrance of his den and down the slope leading back to the camp and found himself a spot near the edge but close to their leader. The throbbing in his head had died down a little thanks to the poppy seeds but he still wished to be out of the noise of camp. He's posture was poor and he slouched over his fore-paws in a way that almost made him look like he was crouching. His eyes periodically shifted towards the sky, awaiting a ill sign from StarClan.
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