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OOC: It's ok.
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OOC: Liek mah pic? Caturday. Serious business.
IC: Nods, and frown turns a little bit too a smile.
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"Eaglescreech, I am holding a toy ceremony tonight. Jaykit is also becoming an apprentice. I'm thinking of making him Berryleaf's apprentice." He mrowed. "You need to tell me your decision immediately." He flicked his tail and curled up in his nest.
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I'll keep Goldenskies in mind.
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"Get more. We have the rest of the dens as well."
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A fawn colored she~kit climbed over a blueish grey she~kit, to get more milk, since one of her older brothers pushed her aside. A grey tom, batted at the black tom to get off him.
The Fawn She~Kit:

The Black Tom:
The Blueish Grey She~Kit:
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The Grey Tom:
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My friend is going to join

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This is the rpg thread and roleplay so, no extra thread.
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Name: Sagewhisker
Gender: She~Cat
Rank: Med?
Personality: funny, caring, and gentle.
Looks:
History: Father was killed by an adder saving their mother while she was expecting her and her sister. Mother died kitting. They have always believed that their foster parents were their real parents.
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((So sorry for the inactivity! And, i really hope you feel better BEN! i'm going through that currently as well. One of my half-grandpa's is going to die of cancer, and my great-grandma recently died of old age. Me and her were really really close. God bless u Ben.))
Ash stood up, and padded to Opal, and whispered "If we go through a stream or river, it will wash away our scent, which means, if they were hunting us down, they wouldn't be able to find us!!!" her green eyes flickered in the moonlight.
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"You get to. i chose you to be deputy for a reason!" he purrs, then pokes his head outside of his den. It was becoming sundown.
(can i be one of my toy's kits once she has them?)
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Featherwhisker looked at the ground, then to Silverstar, then to Midnightcrystal, then to Goldensong, then to the kits. Things went silent, until Featherwhisker spoke. "I think that would be great. They will be raised, and become fine warriors..." he paused. "But there's so much i have to do around here, so many injuries. I don't think I'll be able to come..."
Featherwhisker:

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OOC: start on a Friday morning, and it's the last day of school before Summer break.
IC: Alarm goes off and grunts. tries to whack the alarm clock to get it to stop, but just knocks it off the small white table beside her bed (totally forgot what it was called XD) it lands upside down, and both un-plugs, and lands on the top, so it stops. Blinks eyes open, and the sun flashes into her room. The birds chirp, and she could hear the front door open, then shut. Her mom was going to work. Pulls off her blanket, and sits up in bed. Puts on house-coat and slippers, as usual, she got up at 6:00 am. She walked out the door, and down the stairs.
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Hawk nudged the small pup, "It doesn't look like your friends here don't want you too. Quick! Before they get angry!" he giggled.
Night looked back to see if Hawk and Ash were still following him, and he saw that Ash was, but Hawk wasn't. He sighed and shook his head "Hawk!" He barked.
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"No problem!" She whispered back. Then darted to Blue eyes and said, "I have to go to the nursery tonight. I won't get my ceremony until tomorrow."
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"If the war is over soon enough. It might not be done for moons after moons." He looked back at the kits. "The decision I'm making will help these young kits become better cats. Life isn't about war, and whom was a better leader."
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Olyvia finishes her cereal, grabs her homework, her laptop, stuffs it in her bag, along with her lunch. Goes to room, gets dressed, darts back downstairs, and grabs her backpack, puts on runners, and darts out the door.