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Post by Crane on May 8, 2011 5:47:49 GMT -5
OBJECTION!! Random smiley faces!
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Post by Crane on May 8, 2011 5:46:58 GMT -5
Very nice bio, but one problem - where it says 'looks', you need to write a physical description. So things like eye colour, pelt, and anything else.
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Post by Crane on Apr 24, 2011 2:25:50 GMT -5
C R A N E F E A T H E R !
Watch them fall To their knees As I lay I think I'm flatlining Watch them fall Thick as thieves As I lay I think I'm flatlining
"Oh, better luck with the next one," Cranefeather consoled. Wait - if she wasn't chasing something, why was she hiding in the bushes? Confusion fluttered across Dawnfire's face for a split-second before chatting about the battle. "Yeah, some war," Cranefeather purred in agreement, as Dawnfire turned and left for camp. Wow, that was fast, he thought to himself. Well all the warriors are busy - on my commands - so it's not anything to worry about. Maybe I should help out a little. He scented. Dawnfire's scent was still strong. Actually... He waited until Dawnfire's silver-blue pelt was out of sight before following her tracks backwards. ...We'll see if there was a vole. Cranefeather followed the track at an easy gait for quite some tail-lengths before establishing - no vole. He took the invisible path back to the Gorge and decided to do a little hunting himself. No point in worrying myself about one little lie, he told himself. I'll worry about finding myself some food instead.
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Post by Crane on Apr 24, 2011 2:17:54 GMT -5
P O L L E N W I N D !
And all my prayers fall on broken wings And all my friends say I'm gonna sink And all my brains went to my head You left me dead upon the kitchen floor
Pollenwind huffed indignantly as Nightstorm stalked off and proceeded to completely fail at catching a rabbit. For goodness sakes, he's my Clanmate! Why is he refusing help? Does he want to be a burden on the medicine cats? Or maybe he's a spy! Wait, that's ridiculous. Pollenwind turned as Halfmoon made a crack at Nightstorm's pride and chuckled in spite of herself. When Mintpaw ran up she was about to tell her not to worry but before she could speak the eager apprentice had returned, moss in tail. Well, in mouth, technically, but that didn't sound quite as good. Pollenwind thanked Mintpaw graciously as a WindClan tom trotted over, his head held high. That cat looks a little arrogant, thought Pollenwind, as he introduced himself as Robinfur. She saw his tail curl slightly. Anger? Annoyance? Well, old habits die hard, but she sure hoped he didn't decide that it would be appropriate to attack them. "It's a pleasure, Robinfur," she replied cheerfully, tilting her head and blinking to show genuine feeling. His fur was very unusual. Cool, in a way. Wait, you don't just compliment cats on their fur. That would be weird. But she felt she had to say something else nonetheless. However Marshflight breezed over, saving her from the imagined awkwardness.. Funny, she hadn't even seen him before. Her spirits were starting to lift slightly with the arrival of more and more cats. I'm not one to be optimistic... But really that's five ShadowClan cats who aren't dead... Thinking about numbers isn't going to do me any good. No. Stop those thoughts now. She greeted her deputy with a respectful nod. He looked a little distracted. No point commenting on it, some cats got touchy if you did that.
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Post by Crane on Apr 24, 2011 2:04:21 GMT -5
M O O N P A W !
Check yes Juliet Are you with me? Rain is falling down on the sidewalk I won't go, until you come outside
Nearly there! One two! Moonpaw nosed her ball of moss through the tunnel in the thorny wall. Three, four! Keep going! Just a few more pawsteps! The ball seemed to be getting larger and heavier as Moonpaw rolled. But this was duty! This was dedication! This moss ball was needed! Five, six! Moonpaw was finally in the Medicine Cat's den. Ahh, her haven. Cool, sheltered, and always smelling pleasantly of various mixtures of herbs. She tapped the moss ball over to the dwindling pile that was already there. You could never have enough moss. Useful in many ways. Now, her self-assigned task complete, Moonpaw decided to go have a little snack before finding Starsong. That play-battle with Soulpaw had left her tired. She padded out of the den, and over to the fresh-kill pile where she picked up a mouse. Oh, no! That was Starsong on the other side of camp, looking around. Presumably for her. Finally having a Medicine Cat was great, but now it meant she had to follow Starsong's rules instead of doing as she pleased, which suited Moonpaw better. But she would work hard to help ThunderClan. Bolting down the mouse as fast as she could, Moonpaw was quickly finished. She dealt with the remains and wandered casually over to Starsong. "The sun is bright today, isn't it? The forest smells especially strong," she said in her usual dreamy manner. After all, this was more interesting than explaining why she'd been gone.
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Post by Crane on Apr 24, 2011 1:45:41 GMT -5
N O X S H A D O W !
"Don't trust me, it'll be the last thing you ever do." ~Me ^u^
Noxshadow chuckled to himself as Soulpaw scampered off to go and eat. Apprentices just seemed to have bundles of energy. It was hard to believe that a cat could go from that happy, cheerful self to a grumpy old cat like an Elder in their lifetime. Living in the forest was a good life, but also a hard life. So, Soulpaw was evenly matched with Moonpaw at the beginning? And she's a medicine cat's apprentice? Well, at least Soulpaw started to do better towards the end. If she keeps up determination she's going to be one of the Clan's best fighters. I juts hope I can teach her all that she wants to learn. She's my first proper apprentice. Noxshadow absentmindedly swatted at a falling leaf, trying to figure out what he was going to do with Soulpaw in the training session later. A trick to start off a fight, perhaps? Noxshadow stretched luxiouriously, bathing his white-and-brown coat in the scattered light filtering down through the above leaves. Nothing like a nice Green-leaf day. Then, realising he had forgotten what he had left camp to do - namely, hunt - he padded into the deep shade, deeper in the shelter of Tallpines to find some prey.
[OOC;] I think we can safely say this thread is over now?
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 20:42:25 GMT -5
Sounds good, I can't wait to see it ^^
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 20:21:06 GMT -5
C R A N E F E A T H E R !
Watch them fall To their knees As I lay I think I'm flatlining Watch them fall Thick as thieves As I lay I think I'm flatlining
A pebble?! Cranefeather flinched inwardly, but showed no sign of fear on the outside. He, soon to be ruler of the forest, should not jump at a pebble rolling. Nonetheless, the outside noise had gotten his attention, so he scented before establishing a RiverClan she-cat. Well, thank goodness it wasn't Duskstar. Last time Duskstar had snuck up on him they'd both had a huge fight which Cranefeather almost lost. Duskstar cheated. That insane cat... He turned around, removing dark thoughts from hismind and plastering on his friendly face. Master of disguise and manipulation, he thought smugly. As he turned he spotted a blue and silver coat in the distance. He squinted. "Dawnfire?" he quiered. He was fairly sure that was her, few RiverClan cats had that precise colouring. "I'm sorry if I disturbed your hunting," he added as an afterthought. Although, what she would be hunting near the Gorge escaped him. Maybe a bird that flew a little too far away? Maybe a white tom that didn't watch his back! He needed to be more careful. He shouldn't have let Dawnfire sneak up on him like that.
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 19:25:29 GMT -5
Accepted! Congratulations on getting the role!
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 19:22:46 GMT -5
Perfect audition! I know other people may want this role, but we need a Medicine Cat so badly that I'm going to go ahead and award you the position. I love Starsong so much! Thankyou very much for applying! Have fun roleplaying your new medicine cat~
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 1:14:50 GMT -5
L E I K O !
"All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on." ~Henry Ellis
W-what? It's like she can read my thoughts! Although, I have heard, blind cats usually have much better senses in other areas... I suppose you need to make up for it. The she-cat turned away but Leiko spotted a glimmer in her eye. Deep and dark past, huh? Well, who'd choose to be a loner if there was another choice? ...Other than me. There was no point in attacking this cat. There wasn't that hardened meaness about her like you'd find with other cats. This one wasn't going to turn around and scratch you. "What's your name?" asked Leiko, her ears twitching. This would be important. If the cat already trusted Leiko enough to share her name, then that was the green light. Not an insane, untrustworthy rogue. A normal cat in unfortunate circumtances. Leiko casually licked a paw and swiped it over her ear to stop it twitching.
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 0:24:32 GMT -5
M O O N P A W !
Every girl can become Fearless If she uses that Special magic that she knows
StarClan! A miss! Moonpaw wobbled for a moment with the momentum but managed to stay on her paws. She was panting heavily - fighting took a lot out of you, especially if you hadn't trained for it. Moonpaw heard rustling in the tree and knew this was it. At any moment Soulpaw would spring and she was done for. The air shifted. Soulpaw was dropping now! Moonpaw crouched, ready for the impact. Closer, closer... Suddenly there was a thump and Moonpaw dared to open her eyes a crack. Soulpaw was standing triuphantly in front of her. She looked nearly as tired as Moonpaw felt. Soulpaw had won this, Moonpaw knew. "Finishing this again later sounds fine by me," the black apprentice puffed. "I need to get this to the Medicine Cat's Den, thankyou very much for battling me!" Moonpaw looked around, zoned in on her ball of moss, and pounced on it before rolling it in the direction of ThunderClan camp. "Later Soulpaw!" N O X S H A D O W !
"Don't trust me, it'll be the last thing you ever do." ~Me ^u^
Noxshadow nodded affably at Moonpaw as she passed. She nodded back quickly but looked intent on pushing her ball of moss, so Noxshadow decided not to bother her. After all, he'd much rather 'bother' Mountainpelt, wouldn't he? He smirked at the thought. Although, he already had a fair bit, their kits were due any day now. Haha. He snapped back to attention when he saw his apprentice, Soulpaw, standing in front of him. "Hey there, Soulpaw! You look a little roughed up, did you and Moonpaw battle or something?"
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Post by Crane on Apr 23, 2011 0:15:08 GMT -5
P O L L E N W I N D !
And all my prayers fall on broken wings And all my friends say I'm gonna sink And all my brains went to my head You left me dead upon the kitchen floor
It seemed like suddenly, Tawnybird had either become thrice as scented, or that three other ShadowClan cats had appeared. Pollenwind jumped with surprise and turned around. Halfmoon! Nightstorm! Mintpaw! All live, thank StarClan! Pollenwind suppressed a chuckle as Mintpaw tackled Tawnybird and started licking her face. "You three! Are you okay? We all thought that you were dead! I'm so glad to see you!" Pollenwind skipped around her three Clanmates, checking them for scars and limps. She had helped Skyfire out once or twice and knew a little about basic injuries. She was shocked when she saw Nightstorm's side. A large, red, blood-encrusted gash. How had this - oh, stupid question. "Thank goodness you two found him," Pollenwind exclaimed. Otherwise, left like this a few more days, the wound would have become infected, and Nightstorm would be very dead. It might have even been infected already. "Skyfire's busy so I'll at least try and clean it up a little." Now what was it that helped with infection? I'll need moss to wipe off this blood, and cobwebs to patch it up after, but I need to treat it for infection... If only they were back in ShadowClan territory, and Pollenwind could have found all these things in an instant. "Nobody happens to know where I can get moss or cobwebs do they?" she asked sheepishly. She didn't want to force them to fetch things because they'd probably say no... Hinting at things often worked better.
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Post by Crane on Apr 22, 2011 19:04:36 GMT -5
L E I K O !
"All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on." ~Henry Ellis
"C-clan cat?" Leiko stuttered. Of course. How had she overlooked that? She'd just escaped from an area with all four Clans fighting head to head. Well, almost... Stayed with ShadowClan too long! The basict instincts were still there, of course, but now Leiko would have to remember all the important things that kept oneself alive. Better smooth this over before the cat attacks. She looked the other she-cat straight in the eyes. Wait. Those eyes - they had the slightly strange, unfocussed look of a blind cat. Leiko squinted. Yes, definitely. No wonder she'd been so easily mistaken for a Clan cat, then. "I'm not a Clan cat... Never was. I was their prisoner, because I ventured into their territory." Actually, at the time, she'd been hoping one of the warriors would find her and kill her. Haha, that sure went well. She was found by some fledgling warrior with a limp who just took her back to their camp. "Actually, now you know my story... What's yours? Why are you here? I haven't seen you around before," Leiko accused. This cat had gotten an important leverage over her - information. Now it was time to get a little balance back in this conversation.
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Post by Crane on Apr 22, 2011 18:54:19 GMT -5
Sure thing!
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