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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 17, 2020 9:30:18 GMT -5
Guys, rp starts now! (When you make an account, after making a post. You can edit it, it's next to Quote.) At Meadowclan's Village (Primrosewing) Primrosewing stared out at the distance, the flame-point she-cat flicked her warm ginger tail. Primrose petals stuck to her fur. Wondering about the sky and the grass, purring in the delight of the sunrise.
(Setting starts in the early morning!)
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 9:35:30 GMT -5
Friskpaw P.O.V.
Friskpaw slowly steps outside her den. It was morning already?! Oh well... She quickly went over to the herbs, among dude each and every one was safe. Yep! All looked well! At lest she could get some rest today..., because Friskpaw’s throat was tired from singing!
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Post by Stormmmmstar on Jun 17, 2020 9:36:33 GMT -5
Specklesong stretches out her legs and walks out of the hut going back to get her stake. She wanders off sleepily to mountainclans mine, half dreaming as she walked.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 9:42:19 GMT -5
Frostyleaf dozed in the caretaker’s den peacefully. She didn’t want to wake up, since everything would scare her! But, life said no to that, and she woke up! Fristyleaf puffed up he penny, Rudy for anything! Nothing better bother her! She slowly stepped outside.
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 17, 2020 9:47:43 GMT -5
Creekclan's Village (Wolfkit) Wolfkit trampled around in the mud, the Lykoi tom purred in amusement of the dirt that came onto his small boots. Quickly, Wolfkit jumped to King Gorgleleap, happier than a clam. "Dada, can i play outside?" He asked joyfully. Meadowclan's Village (Primrosewing) She jumped down, landing right in-front of Friskpaw. Primrosewing hummed in the new sunlight. "Come on Friskpaw! Ready to find some herbs? Maybe chat?" She mewed confidently.
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Post by Stormmmmstar on Jun 17, 2020 9:48:56 GMT -5
Before she went in Specklesong stretched one more time, shaking off the sleepiness. She went into the mines, a bit annoyed.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 9:51:17 GMT -5
Gorgeleap sat outside, calmly staring up. Today was a great day... He was interrupted by Wolfkit. “Oh, yes! But, I will be with you, okay?” Gorgeleap wanted to protect his son, and started to follow him everywhere. He hoped that Wolfkit could be a great leader, unlike himself.
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Post by Stormmmmstar on Jun 17, 2020 9:53:07 GMT -5
The Moutainclan mines.
"Ok, lets hope the emeralds wont be too deep." Speckledsong said with slight worry.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 9:55:38 GMT -5
Stormeyes P.O.V. I wake up, feeling as cool as ever! I walk outside, being as happy as can be! I’m so cool, and every cat thinks that too! I’m the best there ever was!
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 17, 2020 9:57:22 GMT -5
Creekclan (Wolfkit) The lykoi cat bounced around his dad, rolling around in the mud. Nonstop purring from his little lungs! Wolfkit threw some mud at Gorgeleap from his boots. Mountainclan (Littlekit) Littlekit stuffed himself in his mother's pelt. His stone-grey spots blended in the stones.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 10:00:57 GMT -5
Gorgeleap P.O.V.
Gorgeleap laughs, and carefully puts some mud onto Wolfkit, not wanting to get him to dirty! He looks at Wolfkit lovingly.
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Post by Stormmmmstar on Jun 17, 2020 10:03:50 GMT -5
She finds emeralds only about a meter deep. But then realizes something. "Well darn my own life! I forgot my shachel!" She meows with realization
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 10:06:42 GMT -5
Friskpaw turned to her mentor. “Oh, yes! I already checked through the herbs! They all seems fine!” She looks at her mentor, clearly excited for a new day!
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 17, 2020 10:11:25 GMT -5
Meadowclan's Camp (Primrosewing) Primrosewing smiled, "Good job! I want you to practice your poetry. Maybe make art, who knows!" She lightly pushed at Friskpaw, not intending to push them.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 17, 2020 10:12:49 GMT -5
Friskpaw nodded. She instantly started to think of ideas. She knew she wanted to make one about the ocean, and started coming up with words to put in her poem.
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