I’ll do d&d. I love that game.
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Ashfoot was about to speak when his stomach growled with a deep hunger that he hadn’t fed since... well he wasn’t quite sure. “Thinking that that idea doesn’t sound too bad right about now...” he admitted. With a somewhat resigned laugh he sat down and looked over at the group of cats arguing over a mouse. Wow, it had really come to this. Arguing over the tiniest of morsels. The pieces of meat that would usually never be missed by anyone.
Ashfoot shook his head and chuckled. “Would you mind passing me some of that bark?”
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It's your idea, so why don't you run it
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Ashfoot took the thing of bark up in his maw and began to chew on it, his sharp teeth leaving marks in the natural surface, and making him sort of chuckle. "MMMM~ So Tasty!" He joked before setting the bark down. HE supposed it wasn't the worst way to get around the hunger but for him it really just wouldn't do.
"I think I'll save my teeth for some real prey." He sad and sat back, beginning to groom himself. "When do you think this lack of food will end?"
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I'm a dm for my school's DnD Club so I think I'll just hang back for this one and just plot a fun character x3 -
"Wa'ent mine!" Bjorn exclaimed as he held onto the mast tightly. It was in that moment that he remembered who's idea it was and he figured it was best if he just kept his mouth shut. Best not to piss of Tori especially when it can only get from bad to worse. Although he supposed now the only way for it to get worse was for them to either die or to get stranded or for there to be dragons. He had his shield on him but he was pretty sure that this kind of situation would be a little harder to handle than your normal.
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Bjorn braced himself on the rigging and closed his eyes tightly. This wasn't how he had planned on going out. The heat of battle maybe, a foe coming down on his shield in a glorious last stand, but this?? This was just shameful if he would die here.
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Track... I'm not sure what I'll do but maybe the three billy goats Gruff? Would that work? If you all will take me of course!
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Done! Hopefully that works well, I can make tweaks however you all would like me to :)
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Dusty foot rolled his eyes a little bit. “The least they could do would be to freeze their whiskers off in the open where I can catch them.” He joked with a tinge of salt to his voice.
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Track to make a post when I can~
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"Well don't you seem very happy." He laughed and let her nuzzle into his lap as she rolled around.He couldn't bring himself to return her... She was too cute and even if she couldn't do much well maybe that was worth it.
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(I was waiting for other people)
Bjorn awoke cast against the rocks and finding his vision blurred as he held onto his shield, broken up against the rocks and dented in almost ever possible place. HE would need a new one... He sighed remorsefully as he tried to stand up, but winced in pain and let out a loud yell. His leg... It didn't hurt but he couldn't stand. He looked down at it, and immediately looked back up with a whining noise. His leg was practically mutilated by the rocks, caked in blood and sand, burning from the salty surf and the bone most likely broken.
He hung the remnants of his shield from his back and began to drag himself along the beach, seeing the remnants of his spear up a little bit further. Now to him more just a walking stick with a sharp point on the end of it. With a bit of hesitation he pulled himself up onto it, afixing it in the sand as he winced in pain. He cried out as he made his way up the beach, looking for his friends. -
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Posting this to keep it afloat! I think it's pretty much done.
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I would like to play as well!~ At least I don't know, I'd just like to be accepted and stuff so I can roleplay my adorable Goaty gal x3
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Erm track here.
Would anyone like to plot with Pont? She's very open for any kind of plotting, from romances to friendships and I'd really love to play with her x3 -
Dusty foot is open he’s kinda a light hearted guy.
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"That's very right." Dustyfoot cam in following behind the apprentice. He was the type who liked to check up on the little young ones, there was always this particular charm to them that he found. And so he had decided to follow behind Mercypaw and
play with kitshelp put down the bedding to make everyone all nice and comfortable.
And so that was where he was, only a little bit after his wake up time and he was now sitting in the entrance of the nursery, waiting for a moment before he licked at his own fur with his tongue, looking at the little Kits and giving them the friendliest smile he could muster.
