Posts by LimeSparrow

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    Call me Lime! I've been into Warriors a long time, although I might be a little rusty by now, but I'm always up for a good rp. ;D I'm in one other forum that's a lot pricklier and slower paced than this one, and I think that I can handle another forum on the side. You guys seem gosh darned friendly... -shifty eyes- Do you take care of the trouble makers in secret, like kind assassins of the night?


    -cough- Just saying hullo!

    Featherpaw was not too far away, grooming her legs, when she noticed the kits beginning to play. "Careful!" she called out to them, ears flat as she remembered what unsafe play could lead to. Not that she'd ever been hurt playing, or that she had played very much as a kit, period, but it was still good to be safe.

    OOC: Thank you. :)


    IC:


    Wingkit certainly seems off in the clouds, Featherpaw thought, a bit confused. She was certainly relieved though, because unless Leafkit got angry at being ignored, there wouldn't be a chance of any of the kits getting hurt.

    Shaking her head, Featherpaw worriedly finished grooming herself and stood. She didn't like the tension in Leafkit's haunches. "Excuse me," she meowed nervously as she approached Leafkit. "What'd the ground do to you?" That sounded rude, the tabby she-cat realized, and her ears flattened. She'd never been good at talking.

    I'll have to think about what I want, though, so it might take a little while! Seriously, thanks very much for the offer though. ouo

    Oh, I love it! I figured embarrassed face was just a good way to express that??? Like, 'ooooh you're treating me so well, thank you! -blushuuu-'

    "Tansyclaw, hating kits is going to get you in a heap of trouble," Poppyheart meowed with the air of a cat who didn't really care. Her eyes were half-closed, staring at her brother with unmasked boredom.


    Tansyclaw, a black and white tom to his sister's pure black, peeled back his lips in a sneer. "There are more important things to worry about than kits. More and more battles are going on every day, and it's not like ShadowClan doesn't have enough warriors. Have you seen our roster lately? Don't be a mousebrain." He spoke quickly and meanly, with no trace of his sibling's calm exterior. Tansyclaw was all anger to Poppyheart's calm.


    "Fine, fine," Poppyheart agreed, not wanting to get into a fullblown argument. "I can't sleep with you yowling in my ear." With that, the black she-cat stood and left the den, leaving her brother bristling and staring after her.

    Stonepaw walked into the apprentices' den, bringing with him the scent of a freshly caught bird. A purr rumbled in his chest, as this was his very own catch and the first bird to ever find its way into his claws. A lot of other cats seemed not to like birds, but the gray tom loved the feel of feathers in his mouth. He would have to make a habit of catching them more often. Seeing Brownpaw deep in thought, Stonepaw grinned and spat the bird out next to him. "Hey! Want to share?"

    Pareennnts! -shakes fist at the air- Oh well, they could be doing worse! Like not letting you on the computer at all, or something.