swiftclan || rp

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    [center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;]
    Post here, I will post with my characters later.

    Lerkpelt he was made inactive



    Duskpath smoothed out a clump of fur on his uderbelly before exiting the warriors den, with a nod towards Larkpelt. Squinting at the rising sun he looked around the camp for a she to talk to.



    OOC: are my posts long enough? Once things get going and more interaction is happening I can make them longer, if needed. If not I leave them like they are.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Teo ().

    Beenose groomed himself underneath the shade of a tree. A patch of sunlight filtered in between the tree branches, landing on his flank and warming his body.
    With on big, black tipped paw, he smoothed back the fur in between his eyes, before putting his paws down and doing a great stretch.

    "Are you okay?" Beetleheart heard the soft tone of her sister and groaned. She hated that Echosong never left her alone like she wanted. She didn't want to snap at her and hurt her feelings, she would just feel worse for doing so. She turned to her sister and nodded hastily before stalking off elsewhere.


    Echosong sighed as her sister walked off, she wondered what she did wrong and lowered her head. She walked away while looking back at Beetleheart and accidentally bumped into Duskpath. She backed up and let out a soft giggle, "Oh, excuse me. I should've been paying attention."

    The post was edited 1 time, last by morgana ().

    Pebblemist stepped out of the warrior's den and surveyed the camp. Normal goings on she supposed and took up a spot away from the den's entrance. Her dark tabby coat was getting warm by the sun as she used her back leg to give her ear a good scratch. Sometimes Clan life seemed boring to her, but that didn't change the fact that she was loyal to her Clan. She just wished more interesting things would happen. She rolled her eyes as her mind drifted off into thoughts of how she could make some fun.



    "Pebblemist, I know that look in your eye. You aren't thinking of causing any trouble are you?" The voice of her brother, Flareheart, sounded in her right ear and she rolled her eyes at him. The lean orange tabby playfully leaned into his sister's shoulder before taking up a seat next to her. His eyes squinted slightly against the sun as he scanned the camp. "Eh, doesn't seem to be much happening at the moment. That explains it." He chuckled to himself before sneezing quickly three times in a row. He shook his head and gave a side glare at his sister for laughing at him.

    Larkpelt is still grooming himself and isn't active at moment



    Duskpath chuckled and gave a flick of his tail. You're okay! Got prey yet? If not I'll be happy to grab us some! His eyes locked with hers before he glanced towards the prey pile. Why don't we go hunting by the creek?

    Echosong giggled shyly and nodded in agreement, feeling completely better. "Yes," she purred, "that sounds like an excellent idea." She looked up at Duskpath with a soft gaze, waiting to follow him out of camp to hunt.


    Beetleheart grumbled as she padded out of camp, opening her jaws and lifting her head to scent the air. She scented a strong smell of mouse, but the trail led straight to her sister, Spottedheart, carrying a mouse. She glared at her for a good, long moment before stalking off, growling to herself.

    Duskpath trotted to the camp enterance and allowed her to go through first. Following after her he greedily breathed the whole forests sent. Ready?



    Sorry for short reply but I can really post more without forcing her character to do something.

    Echosong nodded kindly at the tom, "I'm always ready for hunting!" She gaped open her mouth to scent for prey, but all she could scent were her two sisters. She started to stray farther from the camp, checking to see if Duskpath was still following.


    Spottedheart eyed Beetleheart nervously and lowered her head, rushing away from her direction. She was scared of Beetleheart, so she tried to avoid her as much as she could.

    Bounding after Echosong Duskpath purred at a rustling in the distance I got dibs he whispered before dropping to the ground and flicked his tail. Creeping paw after paw he got closed Oh Never mind that!Leaping forward with pure speed he caught the helpless squirrel before to reached the treetops.

    An impressed purr rumbled from the she-cat's throat as Duskpath caught the squirrel, bringing the fuzzy animal over to her. "Nice catch." She purred, "You're a pretty good hunter."

    Duskpath purred in triumph and offered her the squirrel Thanks! I'm sure you are too.I'll go catch something else! Purring in delight he wandered into the surrounding ferns for another kill; a spring following his paw steps.

    The sleek black tom exited the warriors' den, a relaxed expression on his face as he let the faint morning breeze run through his pelt. He was well-rested and certainly ready for the day ahead- and for whatever trouble it may bring. His golden gaze searching around camp for anyone to speak to. Nightriver caught sight of a familar pair of siblings, Flareheart and Pebblemist, and he slowly approached. His ears flicked as he heard them quietly speaking to eachother.
    "Greetings," He uttered, the corners of his maw twitching upward to a smile as he looked at them. "Did you both sleep well?" The tom's tail swayed from side to side as he awaited their responses'.






    Pebblemist's ears twitched when she heard the familiar voice of the dark tom coming toward her and her brother. Her fur pricked ever so slightly with excitement and her mouth drew up in a smile. She nodded her head to the tom, "Good morning, Nightriver. Yes, we slept well. It was a fine night." Her eyes darted to her brother and she prayed he wouldn't say anything to embarrass her.


    Flareheart looked the tom over before giving a curt nod after his sister spoke. "My night was fine. And yours?" The orange tabby kept his response short, but still polite. He knew his sister had feelings for the dark warrior; he also knew there was a bit of an age difference between them and this till lead him to not approve much for the tom. However, he knew deep down if his sister did not have feelings for Nightriver, he would have no problems with the tom. Being an over protective brother was all he knew however. He probably wouldn't approve of anyone Pebblemist liked.

    This is kinda late to change but larkpelt NOT Duskpath but Larkpelt, I've decided is going to be. . . Gay. Now he really wants kits but. . . That's to bad for him I guess XD

    [center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;]
    @Galaxycat, if your going to post ooc, could you do it in the chat thread so we can keep this thread for ic posts?


    As Sootstar awoke, he frowned. Another day to go on where he could promise his clans safety. Standing up and hearing old bones crack, he looked out over the clan. A small smile crept upon his face. He decided that he should organize patrols. Without a deputy to do these things, it left him. Exiting his den, he made his way to the fresh kill pile to get breakfast, after that, the old tom would go and set up a hunting and border patrol.


    Birdsong awoke quickly and exited the warriors den. The young warrior's tail flicked from side to side as she left, searching for someone to speak to. Seeing Sootstar eating made her fur prick. He didn't have many days left, and she hadn't decided if she would let nature take its course, or if she would help speed along the process a little bit. Seeing Beenose, she trotted over to the male and smiled. Good morning Beenose.


    Lioneye and Flutterpaw are asleep