Posts by Grimtail

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    IC:
    SORRY I´VE BEEN SO INACTIVE.
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    OOC:
    Iḿ had a lot of projects these past few weeks. Ugh, I´ll make a post later on or tomorrow. So sorry.
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    IC:
    I´ve been wanting to come back but I´ve been so busy, but I´ll definitely try to get more active.
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    Apprentice: Lionpaw
    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar sighed unhappily laying on her side on the soft two-leg bed. It had been several days since her and some clanmates had been stuck in the two-leg nest and she was no closer to getting out. She was locked inside the cage, as usual, because the two-legs knew by now that she would scratch them if they touched her, but some of the others were free.
    She felt to weary to complain any longer. She had resigned to her new kittypet status, though her bones ached for the feel of the fresh air in her fur and the smell of prey and grass.




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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart lay curled in a two-leg's lap. He was still terrified of two-legs but he knew that he would be alright as long as he was kind to them. So he let the disgusting creature stroke his fur.
    He had to admit that it felt kind of nice and he thought that he could even get used to it if he had to. From the looks of it, he would have to get used to it. It didn't seem like they would ever be able to escape. The windows were always shut, and there were no cat flaps in any of the doors. The two-legs even went as far to lock them in the cages before they left.
    The two-leg that was stroking his fur, was talking to the other two-leg. He couldn't understand it but there was one word they kept repeating that he had heard them using before. They kept saying "Vet" but he didn't know what that was so he wasn't worried.




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    Apprentice: None
    Love Interest: Open
    Siblings: Specklefoot, Emberheart and Tawnybriar
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    Smokefur was pacing back and forth along the edge of the camp. The usually smiling tom was feeling anxious. His half-brother and half-sister were both missing and they had been for a while. It bothered him how lax everyone was being and he was becoming more anxious every day. He knew there were other cats missing too. He knew that wherever they were, they'd be safe. They were all very capable warriors and he knew they could take care of themselves.




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    Apprentice: Sunpaw aka Daniel
    Love Interest: Open
    Siblings: Smokefur, Emberheart and Tawnybriar
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    Specklefoot lay in a low hanging tree branch, relaxing and enjoying the even sunlight warming her grey fur. Her tail hung below her, flicking occasionally from side to side as she relaxed. She was studying the camp below lazily, though her eyes sparked with interest as she saw Clawberry race into camp seeming pretty perturbed.




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    Apprentice: None
    Love Interest: May develop
    Siblings: Lizardface and Toadfall





    What was Firestrike doing?




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    Mentor: N/A
    Love Interest: N/A
    Siblings: Runningkit, Marogoldkit, and Flintkit
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    #rpleafclan






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    Tracking.
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    Apprentice: None
    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar huffed as she padded through the strange forest. There were cat scents everywhere, strange and uncomfortable. Tripping over a twig, the tired she-cat sat herself down with a resigned 'umph'. She and her brother Emberheart had given up on finding her clan long ago, instead they had been traveling like loners. They had separated a little bit ago, deciding to meet back at this spot after scouting out the area. She had smelt many cats carrying the same scent so she figured they were in a clan territory. She was waiting for her brother to get back so they could high-tail it out of there before a patrol found them.




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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    The large tom was just prowling around. He hadn't found anything useful except for the fact that they were definitely in some clan territory. He didn't care much. He made his way slowly back to his sister, his tail dragging across the ground as he walked. He spotted his sister and a playful grin spread across his face.
    "Hey you," he called in an altered voice, "Get out of my territory!"
    He laughed as his sister started and stumbled slightly. He walked up next to her and swiped her playfully over the ears.







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    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar rolled her eyes at her brother, a smirk threatening to overcome her seemingly permanent frown. Though she realized that with all the noise Emberheart was making, any cat nearby could've heard.
    "You mouse-brain, you're going to get us caught!" she hissed, perking her ears up and scenting the air. She smelled something, a cat, coming straight towards them and stiffened, not recognizing the scent. It had been so long since they'd seen any of their old clanmates.
    She fluffed p her fur, making herself look twice her already large size and unsheathed her claws ready to be attacked.




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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart was still laughing but was abruptly cut off by his sister's remark. He hadn't even considered that. As he noticed Tawnbriar stiffen up, he scented the air as well. The scent coming toward them struck a cord in his brain but he couldn't quite place it. Instead of trying to figure it out though, he took a defensive position as his sister did.
    He couldn't shake the feeling, though, that he knew the scent. His face was a mask of confusion.




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    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar didn't like the sound o the growling but could tell that there was only one cat.
    She relaxed slightly, knowing that her and Emberheart could take her down with minimal damage if need be. Sh was about to reply but was cut off by Emberheart, who's entire demeanor had changed as soon as he heard the voice from the bushes.




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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    As soon as Emberheart heard the voice, his entire face lit up. He rushed forward gleefully, not even thinking of the fact that Clawberry may not even recognize his scent at this point.
    "Clawberry!" he said happily as he leapt forward aiming to tackle her playfully.
    He was so excited and relieved to find an old clanmate, especially his old friend.




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    Apprentice: None
    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar narrowed her eyes in annoyance as she realized just who it was. Clawberry, Emberheart's old friend whom she had despised before getting catnapped. A part of her was relieved to see a familiar face but the rest of her was just plain irritated.
    "Oh, of all the cats in the world," she muttered under her breathe.




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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart grimaced and stepped off of Clawberry.
    "Well, we escaped a bit ago from those two-legs," he began, a pained look spreading over his features, "By the time we made it back to camp, the scents were beyond stale, we couldn't even follow them. We've been loners for a while now, I guess."
    He shrugged and looked away, suddenly feeling slightly bitter and abandoned. He flicked his ear as if to dismiss the emotions and looked back at Clawberry, smiling once more.
    "It's good to see you though," he said genuinely with an awkward lopsided grin. He'd treated her like they were best friends, but in reality it had been moons upon moons and everything could be completely different.
    He stepped back, suddenly feeling displaced.
    "So Nettleclan huh?" he trailed, his grin remaining despite his awkward feelings.




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    [size=9pt]KIT NAME »[/size] Thistlekit
    [size=9pt]APPRENTICE NAME »[/size] Thistlepaw
    [size=9pt]WARRIOR NAME »[/size] Thistlefrost
    [size=9pt]CURRENT NAME »[/size] Thistlekit
    [size=9pt]GENDER »[/size] Female
    [size=9pt]AGE »[/size] Don't quite remember? Same age as Runningkit and such
    [size=9pt]RANK »[/size] Kit
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    [size=9pt]PELT COLOR »[/size] Silver Tabby
    [size=9pt]EYE COLOR »[/size] Amber
    [size=9pt]SCARS»[/size] None
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    Thistlekit is a sociopath. Not in the serial killing type of way, that is a common misconception. She has learned to put others first just so she doesn't lose friends, but she is always looking out for her own best interests. She loves and cares for other cats just the same as any normal cat would, but at the same time, she can easily disconnect her feelings and do what she believes is best. She is constantly weighing everyone's worth to her and if she finds that someone is not worth keeping around as a friend anymore, for instance someone dies and they become inconsolable and are suddenly no fun to hang out with, she will disconnect herself from them and end the friendship because it is an inconvenience. She is very calculating in this way. She is a very smooth liar and will easily tell a lie about anything if it would help her. She doesn't feel much remorse for hurting others. Though she knows what others believe to be right and wrong, she doesn't understand the concept of the moral code, though her knowledge of it has really helped her be just like any cat.
    She is actually a very sociable cat and has a certain mysterious allure to her that makes it easier for her to make friends, whether she wants to keep them or not. Her belief in Starclan and dedication to her clan have made her just as seemingly normal as any other cat. She is intelligent and she thinks every situation through, weighing the good and bad outcomes. She is an efficient decision maker.
    [size=9pt]LIKES »[/size] The sun's warmth, the crisp sound of fallen leaves underfoot, fish
    [size=9pt]DISLIKES »[/size] Overemotional cats, things that work against her
    [size=9pt]STRENGTHS »[/size] Quick thinking, fierce during battle, doesn't hesitate to strike
    [size=9pt]WEAKNESSES »[/size] She can be very insensitive, can have extreme reactions if someone makes her angry
    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]HISTORY »[/size] Was born in Leafclan.
    [size=9pt]MOTHER »[/size] Frostedwhisper
    [size=9pt]FATHER »[/size] Some kittypet(forgot the name)
    [size=9pt]BROTHERS AND SISTERS »[/size] Runningkit, Marigoldkit
    [size=9pt]OTHER KIN »[/size] None
    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]RELATIONSHIP STATUS »[/size] Single
    [size=9pt]CRUSH »[/size] None
    [size=9pt]MATE »[/size] None
    [size=9pt]KITS »[/size] None
    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]FEARS »[/size] She does not fear vary much because she doesn't care about much but herself. She probably most fears a pointless death or being exiled.
    [size=9pt]DREAMS »[/size] She wants to be clan leader.
    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]SCREEN NAME »[/size] Grimtail
    [size=9pt]ACTIVITY »[/size] At least a post a day.
    [size=9pt]PLOT IDEAS »[/size] None thus far
    [size=9pt]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE »[/size] Meh
    [size=9pt]OTHER »[/size] Bronze




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    For Scarletfox. not sure if I missed any, these are the ones I know of, I'll look through for some more. But basically there's just normal things goin on in camp. Some loners/rogues/kittypets wandered in but I'm pretty sure they're being spoken to atm. Iceclaw has woken up and is asking what happened. That's what I know, I haven't been on until today either so I skimmed mostly




    gorgeblaze spoke to lizardface...



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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart shifted uncomfortably, a thought tickled at the back of his mind but for some reason he almost didn't want to ask. Frustrated at his own hesitance he sighed and looked away. He closed his eyes for a moment and cleared his thoughts.
    Smiling cheerfully once more, he turned back to Clawberry and tilted his head to the side slightly, inquisitively.
    "I know things are different now and its been a while, but can we come back," he said,then paused thoughtfully, "Well I suppose it wouldn't be considered coming back so much as joining wouldn't it?"
    He laughed despite himself, relaxing and amusing himself with his own stupid humor.




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    Love Interest: None
    Siblings: Runningkit





    Thistlekit eyed Mysterykit and Toothkit from a distance, curiosity swimming at the edge of her mind. She didn't usually play with her denmates, it was bothersome to do so, but for some reason now she was curious. Maybe it would be beneficial to have friends.
    She licked her front paw and dragged it over her head, deep in thought. She had seen the benefits of having friends; laughs and fun, support and backup. That was all useful to her, either now or in the future.
    Placing her paw gingerly on the ground, Thistlekit stood and walked over to Toothkit and Mysterykit, smiling as she had seen others do.
    Tilting her head to the side inquisitively, she seemed almost shy, though she was definitely not.
    "What are you guys talking about?" she asked in a kind voice.
    Despite the rest of her soft appearance, her amber eyes were cold and intelligent, not the type of eyes you'd see on a kit.




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    Love Interest: None
    Siblings: Runningkit





    Thistlekit quickly regarded the pros and cons of backing him up and decided that there were more pros than cons.
    Dawning a slightly confused but amused look, she grinned at Mysterykit.
    "I'm sure he's not planning anything," she said, "He's too fluffy to be making rotten plans."
    She was sure that cracking a joke would help her to make friends.
    She turned to Toothkit and smiled playfully at him to let him know that she was just teasing. She didn't need anyone being offended, enemies were not what she wanted. Enemies were not beneficial.
    She frowned suddenly as Mysterykit started walking away, confused as to what her problem was.




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    OOC: Gtg for the night


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    Love Interest: None
    Siblings: Runningkit





    Thistlekit watched after Toothkit as he moved over by his sister. Irritation spread through her like a cool drink on a hot day. Her emotions didn't display at all though and instead, a look of curiosity passed over her face, as if she were wondering what was going on between the two littermates.
    She stood and took half a step forward, acting as if she were hesitating to follow and then turned away, feigning confusion. She would let them deal through their problems, she definitely didn't want to deal with those anyhow, the thought sickened her. As her back was to the other two, a deep scowl spread across her face and her eyes flashed with sparks of anger and frustration. She had half a thought to get rid of Mysterykit. After all, it was her fault that Thistlekit had been unable to make a friend but she quickly deemed the thought unreasonable, as that would upset Toothkit and make him useless as a friend either way. With a sigh, she sat in a patch of dark shade where she couldn't be seen, wondering vaguely if something was wrong with her. Wondering why she didn't care about things the way that others seemed to. The thought passed through her head though, like water through spread fingers, and she no longer cared.




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    Love Interest: None
    Siblings: Runningkit





    Thistlekit watched as Ivypaw approached Mysterykit and Toothkit. Walking back over, the kit eyed the apprentice curiously with an emotionless expression.
    Thistlekit's ear twitched as Ravagingkit spoke to her and she turned to face him. She blinked blankly at him. She didn't particularly care about the two's bickering, it only irritated her that it was keeping her from making friends. Suddenly realizing how she was being, she smiled at Ravagingkit.
    "It's no big deal, siblings bicker all the time," she said with a shrug. She thought of her own siblings and how she hardly ever talked to them but didn't particularly care.




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    OOC: Don't quite feel like using Tawnybriar right now, she's still there its just that I don't feel she has much to say at the moment.


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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart laughed at Clawberry's joke. He had been close with her before he got catnapped so he still remembered the slight quirks she had that displayed the emotions she hid.
    His eyes lit up as well. He'd been so excited to see his best friend that he'd neglected to think of his mate. He stood up immediately, a huge smile splitting his face.
    "Lets go Let's go!" he said with the excitement of a kit. He was beyond ready to be immersed in clan life once more.




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    Love Interest: None
    Siblings: Runningkit and Marigoldkit





    Thistlekit's ear flicked at Ravagingkit's offer. Friends are beneficial she reminded herself.
    With a smile she nodded.
    "I'd like to be friends," she said.
    A frown graced her face at his second question. Things had been mixed up for quite a while and in fact she was actually quite certain her and her siblings should be apprentices at this point.
    Anger, cold and hard, passed through her and for a moment she considered hurting Ravagingkit for bringing it up, but she quickly dismissed the thought. Hurting him would not fix the fact that she wasn't an apprentice.
    Despite her emotions, Thistlekit's expression didn't change at all and her face remained calm and passive throughout.
    "Hmm, I suppose I should've been an apprentice by now," she said with a light shrug and a small, careless smile. She gave a perfect impression of not caring at all but in reality she was irate.




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    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar scowled at Clawberry, annoyed at her tone. She was also annoyed with how quick her brother seemed to get right back into his easy-going friendship. She walked sulkily behind them her eyes narrowed into grumpy slits.
    Despite her attitude, she was glad though, to finally have a home after so many moons of wandering.
    "I'm sure," she said. It was practically a sneer but she managed to keep it slightly civil.
    In all honesty, she hardly remembered why she hated Clawberry but she wasn't good at letting go of anger so it stuck like melted gum in a girl's hair on a hot summer's day.




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    Apprentice: None
    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart walked stiffly as Clawberry mentioned the toms trying to take his place. At the same time he understood, a pretty she-cat without a mate would attract many suitors. A trickle of fear started to move its way into him. What if she had already moved on? What if when he got back, she greeted him by telling him that she was over it after all this time? What if thoughts swarmed through his mind, causing anxiety to warp his face into an odd grimace.
    "I'll shred them all a new pelt," he grumbled, "Let's see how confident they are with no fur."
    Any image of a bunch of furless toms popped up in his mind and he chuckled, his mood lightened up once more.




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    Mate: Lizardface
    Best Friend: Clawberry
    Siblings: Tawnybriar, Smokefur and Specklefoot
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    Emberheart heard a yelp of surprise come from somewhere nearby. Scenting the air, he realized that they must be near the Nettleclan camp because he scented lots of cats. His eyes widened slightly. What a large clan. Will they even have space for us?
    He rushed forwards, leaving behind his sister and Clawberry, using his nose to find his way toward the camp. He stopped when he came upon Frozenpaw, she was definitely the one who gasped. Did he know her? He didn't quite remember her from Leafclan but she may have just been a kit then, he wasn't sure.
    "My name is Emberheart," he said, trying to contain his excitement, "Is the Nettleclan camp this way?"
    His nose told him that there were many cats nearby but he still felt he needed to ask, he didn't want to just walk into a camp half-full of strangers and the other half who either may or my not recognize him.
    Should've waited for Clawberry.







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    Love Interest: May Develop
    Enemy: Clawberry
    Siblings: Emberheart, Smokefur, and Specklefoot
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    Tawnybriar huffed in annoyance as her brother took off.




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