Posts by sweetrose

sweetrose had, apparently, missed the fun. the deputy had been in camp, ordering out patrols and playing dutiful deputy, doing her best to ignore the relentless nausea that plagued her. she'd be due soon, just a matter of weeks, and yet, her frame didn't show in the slightest. she was tall, lean - the kittens were hidden away within her quite discreetly, and she was thankful for that bulging sides would put them at far too much of a risk.

spotting the loner and the warriors guiding her, the deputy lept off her perch with grace, approaching with a small, warm smile. she'd only met this fem once, but she quite liked her. there was something awfully familiar about her that brought the mother-to-be a calm sort of confidence.

"jeminai, right?" she said, confident in her memory. "is everything alright?" she inquired, directed at the entirety of the group - though the loner looked a little overwhelmed, a feeling sweetrose had felt once, ages ago.

bumping !!

rip shadowfam's been p/ quiet today

imma toss up a thread real fast

pretty sure shc and dc won't be attacking bloodclan, since they're waiting to switch until the final battle?

i'm only the deputies tho lmao

loving the sound of her!!

as the sun began to set and warriors rounded up to make their way to bed, sweetrose sat off to the side of camp, grooming her flat stomach with a tenderness. you couldn't see it, hidden beneath soft fur and tucked away inside of a lean build, but her children lie in there, half cooked and shifting a little every few minutes. this litter showed less than her last, but they'd made it longer. they were stronger. she had a good feeling about them, a certainty that they'd be just fine.

sighing, the fem tossed a glance at the setting sun, then around the camp, as if hoping to find someone to chat with before retiring to her an nightstar's den.

sweetrose was all geared and ready to explain what a medicine cat was. it fascinated her, really - the different ranks. she'd been here for moons, and yet, they never ceased to be shiny and interesting to the ginger fem. clan life was awfully different than loner life.

but it was directed at lionsighted, and somehow, she began to feel like an intruder. promptly shutting her jaw, which had been open and ready to speak, she only smiled this time, mossy eyes shifting to the senior warrior, as though prompting him to answer the fem's inquiry.

track until morning

just prodding this forward because i think everyone should check it out for the sake of the trad world lol

catnip questions and discussion??

lovely!! + considerig moving the chosing date to 10.01? QUINN.

+ maybe a favorite former hp for all the peeps who aren't hos anymore but still existing (jaggedpaw, tigerscar, cougar, erc.?(

it's like an award show for feralfront, where roleplayers cote on their favorite characters for certain categories

like

"saltiest character" would be where you vote for a character who you think is suuuper salty (lighteningpaw of tc)

while "favorite ship" would be your personal favorite ship - like nightrose, per say.

it's based off of ooc opinions on the characters, and it's not an ic thing. vv fun and people are usually given badges if they get the most votesfor aomething

track b/c no muse rn but i love happy night lmao

wonderful! its official then lmao

sweetrose had been out for a hunt, hoping to get her paws on a squirrel, always her favorite meal and a craving as of late, when brokenkit came hurrying up to her. dark eyes roamed over brokenkit, concern in her eyes. "everything alright, sweetheart?" she inquired, dipping her head down to level with him. the deputy had never cared a whole lot about the little rules.

the leggy ginger wasn't far off from her mate, on the prowl for something to hunt down, when she heard him begin to speak. naturally curious, as a cat and a deputy, the fem would abandon her hunt and slip through the trees, stopping behind nightstar to eye the fem and her duck. she's creep forward to stand beside her mate, hard and emotionless eyes never leaving the bloodclanner.

thats 20% of why i wanna be a nurse tbh

i wanna stab a grown ass man and have him say no and be like

"i do that shit five times a day, don't be a little bitch you little bitch."

#nurseeliza2k17

"we can feed ourselves." the fem would bite out almost immediately, not waiting for anyone else to respond. the duck was big, it'd be a good meal - but it would be one put in their bellies by bloodclan, and sweetrose wouldn't have that. it might have been her pride, but there was something colder, darker, in those mossy eyes. somethig that said she'd have her clanmates, her own children, starve before accepting food from city scum.

maybe it was poisoned. or sick. maybe it was wrought with disease, greencough sick cats having rubbed themselves all over it. this feline's scent wasn't the only one on the birds feathers, sweetrose had always had a strong sense of smell, and she didn't trust it anymore then she trusted this fem.

"what else do you want?" she demanded, eyes narrowing in a cold, calculating manner, so unlike the disposition she often projected, which she'd been named for. the sweet rose of shadowclan was not so sweet to bloodclanners. she didn't trust that any gift would be given to her clan without a favor aske in return.

track + sad to see you go fam!

i feel like rose is slowly becoming a lot harder, and like less of a sweet pacifistic flower idkidk

might have her change her name to reflect that she's no longer just a sweetrose

that rose got some thorns lmao after her miscarriage and featherpaw leaving there's less kumbya and more

"i'd rather let my clan starve then accept help from you scum" in her