it's not fair--serenityclan roleplay thread--just let me perfect it

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  • Eternalspirit


    Eternalspirit tensed when she heard a voice call her name during her training. She quickly whipped around and saw Brightlight standing there. The she-cat relaxed slightly as she recognized the other cat. "Good morning Brightlight" she mewed dipping her head slightly in greeting. As she did this the light of the sun caught her green eyes and she looked to the Sky in surprise. Had that much time really passed? Spirit thought to herself eyes still on the rising sun.

  • Bright light just realized that Eternalspirit was training "oh, I am sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you Spirit" she said, dipping her head.


    Shadowpaw looked up at her mentor "y-yes sir" she said with a small nod. She was happy to get out of camp, she was always so much more comfortable around Deadfang when she was outside of camp. Inside camp she just felt as if everyone was watching her every move and waiting for a moment to strike her with torments

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    hollowthorn
    the tom felt his whiskers twitch at his apprentice, and then cleared his throat. he watched tumblepaw and his sister with a close eye, and then slowly backed out from the entrance. "tumblepaw, i'll give you a moment to collect yourself. when you're awake completely, come find me." he says in his raspy voice, walking backwards for a moment before he turned and began walking to the center of camp.


    plumpaw
    plumpaw lit up, yet again excited to go out. "to the stream?" she says gleefully, padding after her mentor with a certain stride in her steps. she always loved observing the stream, it was so beautiful, with the way it flowed in unity and how it glittered like starlings. "okay." she agrees with a nod, catching up with her mentor as she sped up her pace.

  • At some point, Vaas drops out of the old oak, and lands in a crouch. His large ears are perked now, and he listens to the distant mumbles of other cats. So, they're already busy? No matter, he could still get something to eat. And so, the slim tom slips through the ferns, strong jaws open to taste the air, and eyes narrowed. His ears remain perked and swiveling, and his claws are out now.

  • Eternalspirit


    "No, I'm glad you did" Eternalspirit said looking down from the skies and back at Brightlight. "I really should stop for now and get something to eat. Have a good day Brightlight" she said walking by the other guard and making her way to the fresh-kill pile. She quickly grabbed a squirrel and went over to a far corner of the camp, putting herself as far from other cats as possible. Spirit tore into the squirrel wanting to finish as soon as possible if she is needed for duties.

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    ➺blossomfall


    female -- 21 moons old -- medic -- no romantic interest


    blossom scented the air, and an unfamiliar scent assaulted her nostrils. the medic's tail twitched, and she stopped, holding her tail up for her apprentice to stop as well. her ears perked and swiveled as she listened for any signs of a loner on the territory.

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    ➺deadfang


    male -- 52 moons old -- scavenger -- no romantic interest


    the older tom-cat looked over his shoulder, "well, come on then." he said with a smile. he flicked his tail for her to follow, and began to walk again. "what should we do today?" he asked after a moments silence. he wrinkled his nose and scented the air. "someone is trespassing." he grumbled.

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    ➺briarpaw


    female -- 8 moons old -- scavengers apprentice --no romantic interest


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    ➺tumblepaw


    male -- 8 moons old -- soldiers apprentice -- no romantic interest


    after detangling himself from his sister, tumblepaw went to find hollowthorn. he nearly fell on his face in the process. he ran up to his mentor and twitched his tail, "what are we going to do today?" he asked. he had a big smile on his face and he laughed a little.

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    ➺neverland


    male -- 19 moons old -- loner -- crush on monarchstar


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    hollowthorn
    hollowthorn waited for tumblepaw to catch up before he started walking out of camp. he could see blossomfall with plumpaw, and took notice that blossomfall seemed alert and searching for sounds, which was odd for a medic to do. he knew now something was wrong. he haults his apprentice as well, and didn't recognize the smell that was invading his nose. "someone's here." he said under her breath, but still seemed calm.


    plumpaw
    plumpaw wondered what they were stopping for, but she stopped herself anyways. she looked over to notice hollowthorn and his apprentice had just emerged, and now hollowthorn was stopped as well. "...is everything okay, blossomfall? i think hollowthorn is smelling something too..." she says in a gentle voice, her ears starting to tuck back a bit as fear began to sink in.

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    ➺blossomfall


    female -- 21 moons old -- medic -- no romantic interest


    blossom sighed, "it seems like someone is on the territory who isn't supposed to be here." she said before she turned her head and approached hollowthorn, "you smell it too?" she asked quietly. her tail twitched nervously and she took a shaky breath, "you know... monarch has mentioned he's felt like he's being watched..." she mewed.

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    ➺deadfang


    male -- 52 moons old -- scavenger -- no romantic interest


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    ➺briarpaw


    female -- 8 moons old -- scavengers apprentice --no romantic interest


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    ➺tumblepaw


    male -- 8 moons old -- soldiers apprentice -- no romantic interest


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    ➺neverland


    male -- 19 moons old -- loner -- crush on monarchstar


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    hollowthorn
    hollowthorn glanced at blossomfall, and flicked his ears. "monarch is right. someone is definitely here." he mumbled, his piercing eyes scanning and looking around at every sight he could see from peripheral vision. "me and tumblepaw can take a walk around the territory. i don't know if it would be safe for you and plumpaw to come with, considering you two are only medics." he pointed out. "but it's your decision. i won't hold you back."

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    ➺honeytongue


    male -- 19 moons old -- soldier -- no romantic interest



    (hey guy2, can ii get a quiick recap, 2orry for my breiif ab2ence btw)


    ➺dragoneyes

    female -- 14 moons old -- scavenger -- no romantic interest




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]Monarch seemed to have nodded when it came to Ravenflight, he seemed to have realized that things were moving into a respectable pace. He smiled, man he needed a deputy bad and fast. He continued to watch as everyone else slowly woke up, he couldn’t help but feel a little pleased at the result. He watched Blossomfall leave, and sighed. He might has well start the day with patrols as always, the calico flicked his tail tip for a moment resumed pondering on his selection. That was when he sensed something was up, from an unknown scent he was naturally curious by default, he padded over towards the entrance, and a few distance away mewing to no one in particular. “ What’s up?” [/fancypost]


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    ➺honeytongue


    male -- 19 moons old -- soldier -- no romantic interest



    No muse :P


    ➺dragoneyes

    female -- 14 moons old -- scavenger -- no romantic interest



    Dragoneyes jumps, startled. She drops the rotting animal corpse that she had been trying to hang in her makeshift gallows, she whirls around, seemingly staring directly at Monarchstar. She sniffs the air, then relaxes.
    "Oh Monarchstar," she sighs. "Hi!"


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    Castingpaw’s ears twitched in response, he nodded even when he had no idea of what was going on. He looked at Ravenflight, he was curious but he still looked at his mentor seeing what she wanted to do, probably investigate. No he wanted to investigate, but within normal limitations. [/fancypost]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;] " Hello Dragoneyes.." mewed Monarch looking at her rather creepy gallows, he refused to show a look of complete terror. She sure had a liking for justice but this was beyond creepy. He actually never had the courage of asking the blind femme of why she was doing a gallows, they were a clan of peace right? [/fancypost]


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  • After lunging out of the shadows and at a weasel-- this being the second he had caught that morning --Vaas would've looked about the area, before padding back to his hideout. Sooner or later, the leggy tom would come across the old oak, and start up its thick trunk. Upon reaching a suitable height, the tom would lay across a thick branch, hidden perfectly like the canopy of the tree. Here, he began feeding.

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    ➺honeytongue


    male -- 19 moons old -- soldier -- no romantic interest




    ➺dragoneyes

    female -- 14 moons old -- scavenger -- no romantic interest



    "Soooo, what brings you to my humble tree of justice?" she inquires.
    She swishes her tail back and forth, indication the jungle of rotting animals hanging from their necks in the tree. A small glints appears in her eyes, behind the red pointed glasses she wears to hide them.
    "Isn't their bright red blood just the best," she chides. "It's like candy to my nose, sweet and intoxicating."

  • Ravenflight


    Ravenflight looked over at Castingpaw when Monarchstar left to the entrance without much of a response. "Are we going to ignore the strange behavior?" She asked quietly looking over at her apprentice. She knew the young cat would be curious to know what was going on, but Raven knew it might not be something that they need to know.


    Eternalspirit


    Eternalspirit lifted her head, muzzle slightly bloody from her meal, as she watched Monarchstar leave the camp. She made to follow him but stopped herself before she could lift her body off the ground and to her paws. "No, you are not in charge here" she reminded herself. "He is the leader of this clan, he can do whatever he wants. Stay out of it" she growled to herself and laid back down. The she-cat returned to her meal forcing down her instinct to find out what was going on.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;] Not to mention the stench of death alongside it! He thought in response to that. He looked at the blood that just dripped down the corspes, he stifled a whimper of complete fright. It was a tree of death alright, though what was she doing honoring the god of death? That was morbid at the thought, and highly in the range of macarbe. " It's interesting... You are going to have to do something with the carrion birds. They can scent rotting flesh from miles away, Dragoneyes." he mewed softly shuddering at the replusive memory that ceased to haunt him. [/fancypost]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]" Alright.." he mewed fighting the disappointment out of his voice. There goes his chances of finding what was the problem, he wanted to know, but it was in Ravenflight's best interested to ignore what was going on. He would probably ask Tumblepaw or Shadowpaw. [/fancypost]


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    ➺honeytongue


    male -- 19 moons old -- soldier -- no romantic interest




    ➺dragoneyes

    female -- 14 moons old -- scavenger -- no romantic interest



    "Oh but fear not dear," she cackles. "I've done my homework."
    She drops a mint leaf dipped in mouse bile at his paws.
    "I've stuffed these oddly scented beauties inside their bodies to mask their scent," she explains.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; color: black; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]" You embalmed the bodies..?" he mewed in amazement. He knew only a few cats that could carry such a task, and they were from his old clan. Monarch looked at each body, not bothering to sniff, but the sight of it was haunting. " Just don't show a child this..they might have nightmare and call you a lunatic." he forwarned with a slight smile. This sight was a little comforting at the same time. [/fancypost]


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