[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]cinderpaw felt her energy ebb away, and she staggered forward on her slender legs. she was panting as she lashed out with her wings, a few brown feathers flying into the air. "i'm not giving up," she growled through gritted teeth, beady black eyes glinting. there was scarlet blood dripping from her neck.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) haha thanks for the support deccy. xDcinderpaw just so happened to try to take flight right as the memory was taken away. she fell flat on her face, beak throbbing. she decided that it was time to go back to her normal body ; she felt bad for the hawk who's body she had borrowed. she promised herself that she would find and care for the hawk later. she dove for the bushes, quickly changing back. now in her ocelot body, she stretched for a moment and lunged out at luna, aiming to claw at her ears.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]cinderpaw giggled. "this is sooo cool!" she purred in a harsh whisper, scrabbling up to walk beside uraniumpaw. although she was excited, nervous thoughts also drifted through her mind. what if they were attacked? or worse, what if a riverclanner found them breaking the rules? this was her first time really, truly, going against the warrior code - and she had to say, it was enjoyable. the golden apprentice continued walking, quickly meowing, "what do you think we'll find?.( ooc ) i laughed out loud at the rangerstar bit of your post. xD so, wanna make a separate thread on scarclan?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]that sound pretty cool! i like it ; sound like a lot of work. -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]nice catch," cinderpaw purred, and continued walking. "yeah, i'm really excited for when i become a warrior. wonder what my warrior name will be ... cinderpelt? cinderclaw? cinderspot? that would make sense." she smiled at her friend. "what do you want yours to be?"( ooc ) cindy's name is going to be cinderella. c:
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) maybe it should be open. c: -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]/ grinsi have an apprentice...
/ shows off cinderpaw
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]"i got this!" cinderpaw told the lifeguard through gritted teeth. she definitely didn't like telling off a senior cat ; surely luna would call for more bloodclanners if she was fought against unfairly? the she-cat backed down for a moment, waiting for shimmerlantern to give her a chance to fight, -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]lets get everything settled first. :3 -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) i love ramen noodles. :Ucinderpaw shrugged. "nope. none," she replied softly. "maybe i will one day, though. and you have a turtured past ; pretty sure that tops my story." she grinned. "not that it matters."
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) permission to cat urge the both of them. c:cinderpaw flopped down beside uraniumpaw, sweat clumping her golden pelt together. "'course," she replied softly. crickets chirped in the pale moonlight as the two best friends lay, regretting their choices. "m-maybe we shouldn't have gone this far..." the ocelot meowed, "i have no idea where we are, or how to get back." she was contemplating on whether or not to possess a bird's body and fly up to figure out the way back, but soon decided she was too tired to try that.
well, that was a stupid decision.
the brown-spotted she-cat leaned over and gently licked uraniumpaw's charcoal gray head. "perhaps we should hunt?" she suggested, stomach growling. she was tired and hungry, and so distracted that she didn't even recognize enemy stench.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]they could find. like. jars and put fireflies in them? i dunno.i like the flowers and vines idea.
there has to be a them, of course.
i think.jungle, maybe?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) yes, of course. a high position will have to capture them then. -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) sorry, this is scarclan territory, and the thunderclan leader is already roleplayed by someone. you cannot be applestar.cinderpaw was not one to get nervous easily, but there she was, her heart hammering in her chest. she jumped to her paws, golden pelt bristling and claws unsheathed. "i don't want to fight - we don't want to fight," she growled, a glint in her pale blue eyes, "but we will." she tried to puff out her chest a bit. if anything, she wanted to look more intimidating than a pair of hungry apprentices.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]everything sounds ah-mazing. c:a prize? maybe a scarf for the cats, fresh-kill and a badge for the rper?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]( ooc ) no, no hps are open. c:cinderpaw was trembling, but she tried to hide it. "w-we're just passing through," she said through gritted teeth.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]cinderpaw's heart sank. she kneaded her paws into the ground./ rushed
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]cinderpaw glared at the slowly gathering group, icy gaze narrowed. she slid her claws in and out, tense. "i'm cinderpaw, this is uraniumpaw." she meowed ; she didn't want to give out too much information. "we were .... just passing through." her golden pelt bristled. -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]cinderpaw didn't reply. she glanced around wildly, taking a few steps back, but her hind quarters bumped into the cage that one of the scarclanners had built using their power. "i don't know," she hissed. they were trespassing, whether they knew so or not. what would these scarclanners do to them?( ooc ) permission to capture them. c:
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; overflow: auto; width: 213px; height: 98px;]ok, so there will be half a log serving as a long table. this will hold drinks —water and water with cat-nip— in cups made of twigs. there will have to be a bar tender cat (name here), who will only give out cat-nip drinks to the warriors.next, there will be a medium-sized fire in the center of camp. it will have the moss-seats talked about above all around it.there will also be a log table behind it, where a few cats that went to that cooking class could cook and flavor the fresh-kill to hand out.
the choir will perform on a makeshift stage, built out of rocks. they will perform from time to time, and when they aren't, we will use the boom box.
there will be vines entwined with flowers hanging from every tree branch, as well as a ton of jars, which we got from a twoleg dump, containing fireflies. these will sit in a few of the trees.
there will be a large, open area for dancing and socializing. there will be yet another 'table' over here with appetizers – berries, nuts, fruits, everything like that.
How does this sound? c: