OOC: awesome
I'm keeping the others though I refuse to give up mah kits ![]()
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OOC: When Featherpaw becomes a warrior, that will be fine with me if he is my mate
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OOC: Yeah, but they're from a rogue and it was unwilling
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OOC: Kk
IC: Blazewind went out to the fresh-kill pile and brought back a vole and little mouse.
Firekit: "I want some!"
Smokekit and Leopardkit: "Meeeee toooo!"
Blazewind: "No, you're too young. You're not even a moon old yet, sillies."
Firekit pounced on the mouse and pulled it to a corner of the nursery, Smokekit and Leopardkit following.
Blazewind: "Give that back! You'll get sick!" "Oh, whatever," she muttered. "If they get sick, it's their own faults." -
"Thanks, Laurelstar! We need burdock leaves and polly juice. Do you know anywhere good to find that?" she asked, wondering if there was anywhere she didn't know about
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Moonfeather nodded and went to the nursery to find the kits.
Wishpaw: "Hi, WynterIce!" -
OOC: I agree, the kits would be more fun to have as apprentices
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OOC:RP time, how old are my kits? is it like a week or what? cuz they are kind of acting pretty old, at least a moon, and I want to make sure I'm accurate with their ages
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"Heatherkit, calm down. I'm right here," Moonfeather spoke from the side of the nursery. "Your mom asked me to watch you while she went with Laurelstar and Wishpaw to look for herbs."
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OOC: True, but you couldn't have been captured by Shadowshade and had all those conversations and had your kits born in one day, so I'm not sure how rp time works. Just wondering XD If they were a day old they wouldn't be running out of the nursery and stealing my foods
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No, not you
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Name: Blazewind
Rank: Warrior
Age: 27 moons
Gender: Female
Personality: Kind and loayl. Loves younger cats and will do anything to protect her clan. However, she can be a bit too quick to act.
Looks: Flame colored pelt with violet-blue eyes and silver swirls on her back and legs
Mate/Crush: None/Open
Other: CupcakeName: Fangpaw
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 9 moons
Gender: Male
Personality: Fierce and brave. Very loud and outspoken, but trustworthy an kind if you get close to him. A lot like Blazewind
Looks: White tom with ice-blue/turquoise eyes and black splashes of fur scattered around his pelt
Mate/Crush: None/sort of likes Blazewind
Other:Needs a mentor; Blazewind can't do so because he likes her and it wouldn't work to have a mentor and apprentice that like eachother like that.
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Apprentices usually become warriors at about twelve moons from what I've seen in other RP's
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Sure, that would be great once they're accepted :)
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OOC: Actually, my cats seized temporary control of my laptop and typed stuffs. They're very advanced creatures lol. (I'm kidding I hope everyone knows that XD)
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"Where's Mousekit?" MoonFeather asked the kits. "She seems to have disappeared on us."
Winshpaw padded alongside WynterIce and Laurelstar as they arrived at the patch of burdock leaves with some plants that would yield polly juice sprouting nearby. "We found some!" she exclaimed. -
"Oh, there you are. What are you doing sneaking up on me?" MoonFeather asked the kit playfully, softly batting her off and rolling her over.
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"Hey, no fair!" Moonfeather protested, giggling as the tiny kits jumped onto her. "How is this a fair fight?" She rolled over and swatted at Heatherkit and Firekit, trying to knock them off.
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MoonFeather softly bit their ears and whacked them with a sheathed paw. "You watch it, or I'll tell your mom you weren't good!" she threatened, an empty threat, but it might be enough to stop them. "You are very feisty for such young kits," she told them.
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"Oh, alright," she gave in. "You can climb on me a little. Am I really not fun? You know I wouldn't actually tell your mom. You're too adorable to get in trouble," she told them, a smile lining her face as she agreed to play.