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[center][fancypost=border-width: 0px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%; font-size: 8px;]sheep and bee could be friends since he has dwarfism and could relate to her? they could also go on an adventure,, like climbing and falling out of a tree?

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bee's basically a dual-clanner so he'll be running around trying to heal both sides with the little medicine knowledge he knows.

also i'll be trying to get more active around here! if anyone wants threads with bee feel free to hit me up about plots <3!!

sheo was an extraordinary charrie! i'll miss seeing hin around bloodclan.

oml that idea is perfect
and he could have an ancient egyptian accent with a slight lilt similar to gangsters? abyssinians were thought to have come from abyssinia which is now called ethiopia, but more recent studies state they were from egypt, and being in bloodclan could've mixed into his accent,, but this is just an idea :')

ahh sorry for the delay, but will the thread just be open, or private and then changed to open??

okay, sounds good! i'll make it right now :')!!

[center][fancypost=border-width: 0px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%; font-size: 8px;]honor and morals had come to mean something to him. once before, he did not understand anyhing but their definitions. now, his dictionary were filled many more words, all with meanings he had experienced himself. he was ready to defend and lay down his life for more cats than he had ever expected he would.

the park seemed lovely, unaware of what would soon go down on it's lush, twoleg-corrupted soil. twolegs walked and lounged on the grass and benches. at random intervals the violent cry of a goose interrupted the buzzing, odd conversations, most the times fleeing in a blur of feathers from a curious child. it was relaxed and steady.

the boy set down his paws carefully, and despite his couple of moons in bloodclan he had not yet became used to their ways and habitat. stopping in front of the body of water to gaze at it, only to be met with the harsh glint which made him thrust his cranium in another direction.

here was the place he could get injured, or perhaps even be harvested by a grim fate. hopefully zenobia would not go to such extremes, but he hadn't gotten to meet her fully. however, they knew eachother well enough to settle for a time and place and fight. while he was usually passive, he could not resist the offer to test his skills and possibly win respect.

deeper he would step into danger, only wishing for experience and victory. but soon, his eagerness to excell would catch up to his quick pace, and hit him with crippling force. it loomed above him like a shadow, awaiting the perfect moment to burst. monstrous and wicked it craved his misery. and when it did knock him from his pillar, his future depended on his strength and perseverance.

glancing around, he looked for the molly, anxiety exploding in his atoms. he wouldn't let himself run, and being exceptional at forcing himself to stay steady, his paws were frozen to the ground, his mind fighting against his body, which wanted to escape and never return. but beepaw overcame instinct, even if by a short amount, and pushed all his weight upon his limbs. "zenobia? i'm here!" the voice was weak and unsteady but loud, only a felid call to the twolegs. his pupils wavered as his confidence quaked, fear unstoppable as it blossomed and ascended in his heart.

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welcome to riverclan y'all <3! i'm really excited to roleplay with both of you!!
smoke and bee could have a thread if you'd like?

also i might be a little less active for a few days but hopefully i'll gain tons more muse for bee in that time!

i want to apply for the sc mass adopt but i can't because i'm afraid of being overwhelmed with characters ahh

also why am i not posting with bee,,
i really need to because i have lots of time to, so i'll try to put some posts in!!

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that would be super cool! maybe you could do a rare disability too?
i don't think i've roleplayed an actually disabled character, but berrypaw had leukemia so he had a serious illness :0

i can if you'd like!

how many smokepaws are there oml

and i would be interested,, but i have a fear of making too many characters whoops

[center][fancypost=border-width: 0px; width: 432px; text-align: justify; line-height: 106%;][size=8]night. of course, it would be the time beepaw was laying in a pool of his own blood. while dawn was more likely, and day the least likely, for gruesome or life-changing events to explode into action, he could see this happening at night. his field-green orbs shifted slowly in their sockets, drowsy pupils dragging themselves across the diluted emerald. a quiet groan rose from his throat, fear and terror lacing the low sigh. above him, the wild, untamed grass rolled with the nighttime breezes.

he had been taking a stroll, as he usually did when slumber was difficult, far out into the territory, near bloodclan. but before he could even reach the cool asphalt, a terrifying sound he dearly wished he had never heard entered the sensitive hairs inside his ears, shaking them to the roots. barking. a savage cry, mindless and loud compared to the common pitches of domestic cats. the boy whipped his miniature skull around, the bones inside of them popping and cracking, almost feeling relief. but no comfort could be found as his optics beheld a swift outline of silky, curly fur. he could observe no more of this nightmarish creature, and with his nose wrinkling when the foul scent of dog's breath reached it, his long legs were sent flying, a bullet hard to turn or stop, filled to the core with terror and animal instincts.

every moment became half to his mind, and he thought of the things he had not achieved yet, the faces of those he knew piercing into his mind like it was nothing more than a delicate sheet of paper.

grasses from big paws and sharp claws were sent flying, and his heels became damp with the putrid, slimy saliva that rained from the pursuer's maw. more of the deafening barks crammed into his ear, so close in timing he wasn't sure he could fit any more. the dwarf wanted to scream and wail for help, but his vocal chords could not function, and there was no sense or reason in trying to overpower the unstable, unmusical calls that came ever close behind him.

but what he could manage to do, other than flee and keep on galloping across riverclan's territory, was let out an unsteady stream of tears. this canine was bigger than him, and it followed no code, nothing would stop it from murdering him. everyone would soon know of the tragedy that happened to beepaw, only three months old. that was the point in a kit's life they were usually allowed free from the nursery, and to let cats assume he was just let out of the nursery when he died — he wouldn't allow it.

the shih tzu was entranced by the ribbon streaming from behind her prey. she was a young dog, only around a year old, and so her curiosity remained with her. her jaws unlatched, and suddenly, beepaw felt something snap around his tail. in his clumsy flight he was halted.

he was jerked back by gravity, and the green streaks flying at his feet paused. the tom cried out, finding his voice among choking, as the fangs ventured deeper into his fifth limb. blood streamed his from tail, cherry beads falling on the earth below. he wheezed, more salty tears rolling down his face, "no, no, no —" his repeating was stopped as teeth sunk into bone, and as if it was the treat inside a chew toy, it was snapped, twisted, and broken off. the result was his scrabble at the ground below sent him away, and the girl backwards.

pain cleared his mind, leaking into it like soap and destroying the haze that had collected there. but he decided that still seizing the chance and dashing away while the canid was still dumbfounded was the best option. away he sprang, like a rabbit away from the hunting hound, a trail of blood behind him as he bolted. when the femme looked up with wide, beady orbs from her chewing, she saw no noticeable trace of her prey. as her owner, who had made a mad dash to track her down, called in the distance, she ran to answer him, leaving behind the scene of injury.

when he had traveled past camp and to the other side of the territory, he stumbled, fell, crashed upon the ground. the remaining stump of his tail burned into his blood cells, heating them with flaring agony. it had happened at night, the one time of a day most of those who could help him was sleeping.

//lowkey proud of this post but highkey scared of accidentally rushing it

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[center][fancypost=border-width: 0px; width: 432px; text-align: justify; line-height: 106%;][size=8]bee and pipit could go on an adventure or prank a clan? also riverclan and skyclan are fighting so we could use that for a plot, maybe where they want to be friends but are afraid of being rebuked for their friendship? and also since pipit will be apprenticed late and bee was apprenticed early he could train him in secret out of sympathy? i'm sorry for all the ideas rip me

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[center][fancypost=border-width: 0px; width: 432px; text-align: justify; line-height: 106%;][size=8]that night, he had found sleep nestled in a land of daily problems and darker, more spiritual chaos. he drank of it deeply, even his eyelids rejoicing as they shut. but when he had rose to his paws, balancing on the leathers of pads, the fog-tinted view strange and unreal to his weary optics.

this was not the darkforest.

blinking, as if he had awoken from slumber, his muscles set into a rhythm, pacing around, each lap becoming more stretched and far. beyond the unclear mists, the silhouette of a looming tree was captured into peridot optics, and he started towards it, his wishes of a clue to his surroundings escaping his mind and melting into the damp atmosphere around him.

upon closer inspection, he saw the figures of two cats who had just started off in their dialogue. bounding over, the heavy molecules parting on impact with his body, he came to halt beside field and wasppaw. his optics still held wariness and confusion.

"hello, who are you two?" he inquired, not in the mood to be overly joyful. his stubbed tail wiggled behind him, soon thrashing in frustration due to being unable to perform a friendly wave. the duo seemed to have good intentions, and they were apprentice-aged, so he had a level of trust with them already.

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sorry for not being active,, i'm still super confused over the site's new look. i feel so bad for not posting around because bee is so fun to roleplay, but i just need to get used to this new design.

okay so i need to gather my stuff and post with bee,, and i plan to post a lot more once i fix his fancyposts and stuff because i feel terrible about being inactive

i'm sorry to see you go guts. you played wrenbreeze excellently and it was so fun roleplaying with you. take care, and i hope to see you again <33!

i think voting would be best, as then all of riverclan would get to choose :')
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