LeopardClan RP Thread

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    Vixenheart jumps out of the shadows of the camps outer wall and runs deeper into the territory, her paws splashing in the stream and damp earth surrounding it. She didn't have much if a plan...her goal was just to make him have a bit of fun even if it made ten both look like kits. She jumps up into the air and snaps her jaws closed around a firefly, she grins widely at Boulderleap to show her glowing mouth before spitting out the bug in fits of laughter.


    OOC: lady and the tramp styleeee <3 gimme the spaghetti!

    (lol I freaking love you Nosi. xD )
    Boulderleap lets out a mrrow of laughter and actually ventures into the realm of speaking. "Hey, do you want to go to the swamp? It's quite fun to try to balance on the lily pads!" He exclaimed, leeting excitement wash over him. He should be tired, but the company of his mate or brother always gave him energy.

    OOC ~ Aww ;3


    IC ~
    Pebblespot's mind was prodded to awakness at the sound of other warriors stirring. He stretched slowly, letting out a yawn before looking over his shoulder. Hmmm, Boulderleap and Vixenheart had left. Those two love birds must be up to something. His thought was pointing towards a direction that Pebblespot quickly shoved away. A shiver followed down his spine as he tried not to make a sound of 'eeeewwwww'. It's not that he didn't like love. It was only just that the tom had no experience in the field of romance of any sort, and that made him very uncomfortable and nervous. Pebblespot tried to give his drowsy mind another subject to think about while he looked about the den. Blazetalon and Milkfrost weren't in the den either. By the sounds of it, they were chatting just outside. Pebblespot thought about joining him until sleepiness recaptured them. He engulfed himself in a yawn as he settled back down to sleep.

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    OOC: yay im loved!!!! Let's go eat spaghetti and watch chic flicks together x3


    Vixenheart grins and nods excitedly, her entire body almost vibrating with the force of her purring. "Bet I an beat ya there!" She mews and runs off in the direction of the swamp. It didn't smell the best but at least it was a sure fire way of getting there. Her brown striped pelt contracts and releases with each powerful stride, her bushy tail flys out behind her like a banner. Once at the swamp she leaps blindly into the water, slamming into a log and scrabbling to the top.

    Lifting her head up, Branchpaw allowed her vision to adjust. Listening to Firepaw she was glad he offered and she nodded. Remembering he probably couldn't see her she spoke up, "Sure thing. There's a draft right by my nest." She mumbled groggily before curling down next to him.

    Boulderleap got there long before her due to his long legs. He jumped onto a very huge lilypad, taking a lot of kit-like scarmbling before he could find his balance. He saw Vixenheart bounding towards him and scramble onto a log. He purred so loud he was certain she could hear it over the frogs and crickets of the night. This was his form of speaking.

    Blazetalon gaze her a sympathetic gaze, "I'm sorry to hear such a thing. In my case, I just have a bit too much energy." He looked down at her paws and admired their snow-white and fluffy texture. He purred as he gazed down her flank and back, admiring her unique and beautiful pelt. "Have I ever told you that I was always envious of your pelt?" He inquired in a flirty tone.

    Surprised, Milkfrost flicked her ear in embarassment and licked at her chest-fur. "T-Thanks." She sputtered. No cats really ever complimented her and she often felt that her snowy pelt was a burden when it came down to it. Hunting with a white pelt made her as obvious to prey as if she were standing right in front of it. As with battling, she couldn't hide very well in shadows as she just sticks out very obviously.

    Vixenheart grins over at Boulderleap before she digs her claws into the soft water logged wood of the floating log she had claimed. Her tail lashes frantically behind her to help keep her balance and keep her from slipping into the smelly brownish green after of the swamp. "Sometimes I wonder how we ever became warriors, with us doing stupid stuff like this in the middle of the night when any sensible cat would be asleep!" She laughs and looks up at the star strewn sky, "The gods are probably laughing their tails off watching us and our kit-like activities!" She giggles before slowly settling down to a sitting position on the log, her green eyes seemed to float in the night with her darker pelt nearly invisible except for a faint brown smudge.

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    Skypaw woke up from her nightmare with a gasp. Once her eyes adjusted to the gloom and saw the den, she relaxed. It was just a dream! she thought with relieve. She didn't want to think about the horrid nightmare so she just focused her eyes on the hole in the den wall and she soon slept again.

    Mistfur let out a wide yawn, before going back to sleep. But she just couldn't go back to sleep, now that she was almost wide awake. Maybe I do need to go outside... I can't go back to sleep! the weary she-cat thought. Her small body stayed in place, though. She didn't move; she just lay in her nest, staring out of the den.



    ( Hope you don't mind. I'm gonna say Ink ran into the camp, due to being scared of the night... )


    Ink, startled, ran around the marshy area, her one eye wide with terror. She's always been terrified of the night. She lost her eye during the night, so she wasn't taking any chances of getting attacked... again. Her nose seemed to die, for she couldn't tell where she was. That's just great! I can't tell where I am now! she thought with worry, her tail flying as she ran. She suddenly ran into a clearing, though she couldn't tell what it was... or what was in it.





    Fogkit twisted and turned in her sleep, mewing faint, un-audible words. She rolled onto her back, swiping her paws in the air. "I'm gonna get you now, fly! You made a bad choice to buzz onto my nose like that! " She mewed silently, her small body rolling around. Her new dream seemed to last forever, and she didn't want to wake up.

    Milkfrosts ears swiveled as she heard bushes rustle nearby and she slowly rose to her paws as a strange scent filled her nose. Looking back at Blazetalon, she flicked her ear as she examined the clearing. Spotting an odd shape in the middle of the clearing, the fur on her back slowly rose. "What's that? Who are you?" She meowed, trying to figure out what the shape was.

    Ink, hearing the new voice, nearly jumped out of her skin. " Don't hur-" she started to cry out, but she realized it was only a she-cat, looking almost harmless. Standing up, she stammered, " Oh.. I'm Ink. " Her face was facing the ground, not daring to reveal her face, having only one eye.



    ( Sorry for a somewhat short post; have to go take a shower soon )

    (It. IS NOT. A clearing. It's a freaking willow tree. Between two rivers. Makes an eye shape. Gyaah. ;-; I'm sorry, it's just really irritating when all of the people roleplaying on any thread assume the camp setup is exactly like ThunderClan even though it says otherwise in the beginning of the thread. But yeah, Ink would have had to actually swim through either of the rivers. It's not a camp you can just stumble upon.)
    Blazetalon's fur bristled as he stood flank-to-flank with Milkfrost. "State your business." He hissed.


    Boulderleap nodded in agreement.

    OOC: Sorry D: I'm so used to saying clearing for almost every other roleplay that I'm in.
    IC: Narrowing her eyes at the stranger, she noticed that they were dripping wet. Must've swam through the river to get here... but they look scared and lostMilkfrost thought to herself, her pelt flattening a bit, she nodded in agreement with what Blazetalon had asked.

    Boulderleap leaped over onto the shore with a graceful gait and purred at his mate. "Come on, love, we should get a bit of rest before dawn patrols." He meowed, coaxing her with his warm gaze.


    Blazetalon flattened his fur a bit at the sight of Ink's wet pelt. It was obvious to him that she was scared, so he prodded the question again in his normal warm and seductive voice. "Dearest, are you alright? Why did you come here?"

    Be back tomorrow


    Marigold hushed her sons "Now get some sleep."


    Lostbuffer padded up to his crush "Hey..." He said


    Cherrytail walked out of the den into the river the water lapped at her limps she ducked her head under the water

    Vixenheart nods with a smile and jumps off the log once it drifts over to the bank, she lands lightly on her paws, just the tip of her tail touching the water. She looks up at Boulderleap and presses herself to his side with a happy purr, "This was fun...we need to do things together more often, okay?" She meows hopefully, her eyes the only thing betraying how much she really did enjoy their time together.