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Standing up she turned around and looked back "You think I should stay?" She added with a smile. She knew he liked her, maybe not liked her liked her but he liked her. Padding towards him she added, I guess I sort of hoped you'd stop me... I don't know that I could really just leave." She was speaking, in full coherent sentences. They were logical! She was sort of amazed, she knew he wanted her to stay, and so she could stay. As she stood there she struggled to stifle a purr.

"Bentley, that sounds calm and stately. And it's like a real name. Out of the litter of seven kittens not a single one of us has a normal name. Me and Camellia are the only two within a moons travel of each other, well if you call Kaboodle a normal name than he has a normal name, but other than that nope." She laughed "And thanks" She added sitting down she curled her tail around her paws and tried not to let her spine fall into the habitual curve.

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How Kittridge was sitting just then
Ways Kittridge has been trained to sit
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There are some more...

How long are you going to go inactive for? How inactive?

"What happened?" Kittridge asked, her voice full of concern for the other She-cat. The moon was rising in the sky, the stars getting brighter and brighter at the edge of the forest. Moonhigh was approaching still a ways away, but coming. She knew that when the moon was at it's highest she had five hours until she had to be back. ((One hour until midnight at this point)) She knew that she would try to sneak out again sometime. Soon.

"Really?" She meowed happily. She lifted a paw up slightly, because she didn't quite know what to do, though she knew exactly what to say. "I want to spend more time with you too." She meowed she had finally pushed Skyclan to the back of her mind, she could think like a normal cat for a while. She smiled. 'No wait, that last part, that was intelligent. Maybe I'm not the forest's biggest idiot after all...'

She realized that he was older than her, that would be like if an experienced warrior fell in love with the youngest warrior in the clan. He wouldn't like her if he knew she was only 11 moons old... She quickly thought over how old she could logically be, then meowed "Nineteen moons" confidently.

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I changed the name and gender, I like Swiftshadow better than Frozenshadow, and I actually wanted to have her be a girl as Frozenshadow, but I went with Male, and Swiftshadow sounds too girly in my opinion. And Bump too :)

I would just like to know if, IF you chose Frozenkit, if his plot would be okay, because if you don't want that to happen I can come up with a new plot. I'd rather know now and be able to redo it. (The lots of ifs and extra explanations just means that I'm not trying to ask if you like Frozenkit, just asking if his plot is allowable, or if I should come up with something less drastic. And his home would still be Sunclan the whole time, he just would leave at night a lot, but not more than a cat hiding a forbidden relationship.)

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"I snuck out, for the first time EVER! It isn't raining that hard! But even if it were pouring nothing could ruin my mood. I feel so free" She meowed looking up at the sky. A drop of rain hit her ear tip. She shook it off smiling. "There is just something amazing about being out in the wild, with no twolegs to tell me what to do, where to walk, to weigh every scrap of pre-portioned meat and drip of gravy that enters my living space! of course I'll have to be back before they wake up, but it's worth it! So incredibly worth it!" She gasped. The chilly air of the early morning made her feel alive. She scooped a bit of dew off of the grass and licked it from her paw, like a spark the chill from the water ran through her brain. "So what brings you out here?" she asked sweetly. He called her pretty, she didn't doubt it, but she hadn't heard a cat call her pretty since her mother sent her off with the set-folk 'You're the pretty one, they chose you. Now be careful!" She figured she wasn't being careful, but this was her fist night out. What could go wrong, right?
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Close to how I imagine Kittridge A general idea

Questions about Southwestpaw
What kind of brown tabby? (Ticked, Mackerel, Classic)
What does he carry on the albino locus? (Point, Sable, BEA, PEA)(Kittridge carries point)
What does he carry on the black locus? (Black, Chocolate, Cinnamon)
Any genes other than Brown Tabby with White?
How much white(less than 50%, more than 50%)?
I gave this a fancy post because it was too long not to.
I think I might be too thorough... and I totally over explained all of that. XP
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GRRR. I forgot my closing parentheses.

Would Nappy want to r.pe Azalea? She is a kittypet, but I plan to have her run to Hawkclan when she realizes she is going to have kits. She is a longhaired fawn lynx point she has lighter blue eyes than most points, She doesn't have any relations though...

I am not gifted with the ability to create interesting thread titles. It's so hard to just pick something and hope it fits until the end of the thread, before even starting the thread.}

Azalea was out, her fur was a mess, but she was out. She licked it in to place, untangling most of it. She decided that she had been sitting in the yard for long enough, so she headed out past the fence. The dew clung to her paws as she got up. It was a chilly night, but she wasn't cold. She felt alive, she felt real for once. She saw a mouse scuffling through the grass, she didn't know much about hunting, but she wanted to try. The mouse stopped to eat something on the ground, so she crouched down and slunk towards the mouse until she was close enough to pounce, bunching her muscles, she got ready to leap into the air.
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The mouse scurried away before she could pounce. She padded off looking for something to do. She saw something move in a bush, and distracted she got her paw stuck in a small hole. She wasn't hurt, and she pulled her paw out of the hole slowly.

Did the thread:

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=773755
I am beyond terrible at titles.

It smelled like the stuff her twolegs rubbed on the thing they insisted that she claw, only fresher, without even a hint of plastic bag. She figured it must be safe then... She bit off a leaf then ripped tiny pieces off, then deciding that wasn't working she nibbled on the catnip, purring, she hadn't ever eaten catnip before, just sniffing and rolling in it.

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I second the request for rex info :P *confused*
Like what happens if a cat has the genes for more than one hair type?
Like Longair and Devon Rex
I think if you had a Devon and a Selkirk it's Selkirk, but I don't know why I think that.

Also, providing that Marbled Tabbies(wildcat hybrids) and Classic Tabbies(domestic) are counted as separate, does anyone know anything more about the "outlining gene"?

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"I am so fired!" She meowed, "The set-folk are going to notice! How could they not!" She gasped, "I should have never come out here!" She meowed mad at her self. "Maybe I'm important enough to stay, maybe they can make it work, but I'm probably going to loose my one chance." She mewed the concept sinking in. Tears in her eyes, she started to walk away, she knew that the sooner the set-folk knew the better.

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Close to how I imagine Kittridge A general idea

Questions about Southwestpaw
What kind of brown tabby? (Ticked, Mackerel, Classic)
What does he carry on the albino locus? (Point, Sable, BEA, PEA)(Kittridge carries point)
What does he carry on the black locus? (Black, Chocolate, Cinnamon)
Any genes other than Brown Tabby with White?
How much white(less than 50%, more than 50%)?
I think I might be too thorough... and I totally over explained all of that. XP

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I asked a question about bengals, and the answer confirms my research.(I had one missing piece but now I know)
If you would want to we could both do the litter separately and compare our results, if you don't want to do that then that's okay.
(Do you want me to do the adoption thread or do you want to? Do you want to play a kit?)

Assuming that IIRC meant If I Recall Correctly not Illinois Interactive Report Card (Sorry I stink at abbreviations). Then I am fairly certain that it is dominant, I've read about it being called the outlining gene, would purebred bengals be homozygous, they are hybrids bred into low percent hybrids for a few generations?

And so it modifies mackerel directly? It doesn't need to have the regular spotted gene in order to happen? What happens if there with a bengal and a spotted tabby? Does the outlining gene modify spotted at all?

Sorry if this is stupid, but which of these have a fatal form?
Munchkins, and/or Wirehairs
I forgot, and I can't find the site that says! Rawrgh!

On the test when it says Calico(black/red factor) X something does that mean calico male?

My cat Camellia is a Kittypet, she is somewhere over 11 moons old, (either 2 or three weeks over, she is close) She is a Rosetted Tabby bengal, she has bright green eyes, and glittered fur. She carries sable from her mink mother. (She is first gen, but I always imagine her mother as a Marbled mink snow bengal, I can't get a good clear Idea for her father though...) Would Nostyle like to r.pe her? Would you like me to make the thread or would you want to do it?

Oblivious to Napoleonpaw's proximity she sat up to look at the stars, shining brightly through the night sky. It was almost routine, her twolegs went to sleep, and she snuck out, Every night. Going in quickly when it was raining, however. Tonight was a beautiful night, she imagined that she wasn't the only kittypet out tonight. Her warm, silky fur formed a light, fluffy border between her and the cold air. This night was too perfect to be real.