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  • Mountainclan RP

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; bordercolor= Hex Code borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 50px; text-align; right; font: Font Sizepx Font Face; color: #ffdaad;][size=38pt]acornfall[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#e0aaaa borderwidth=0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -10px; color: white; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: uppercase;]male | 14 moons| warrior | mountainclan[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transaprent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 115px;][justify]"Good point. Let's go."Acornfall meowed turning towards the entrance to the camp, where he would only be walking though in a few tail lengths. He turned and started to walk towards the entrance the only thing he was thinking about how he couldn't mess up hunting, especially in front of Mudfoot. He really felt the pressure pushing down on his shoulders, the pressure that he needed to hunt better then normal. The last thing he would want to do is show up with no prey in front of Mudfoot. He countinued walking towards te exit of camp, before turning around to see is she was following. [/justify][size=6pt][color=white][font=georgia](c) !ndigo[/fancypost]

  • Growing up too fast {Open!}

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

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    He curled his tail around his paws, or where his paws where supposed to be. Poor little Friday was so chubby that sometimes his stoumach covered his tiny paws. Friday was also small. Too small. Sitting behind his brothers, and sisters he could barely see.


    So this cat telling them a story was named Substitue and was a grandmaster knight . That must mean he's a high position. Friday thought. "Please, tell a story, sir." He meowed excited for what he was going to tell them. Then he was going to give them tips on hunting, however hunting wasn't really Friday's specialty. Or at least he didn't think so. He rather just listen to the story. [/fancypost]

  • {{вяøκeи яe¢øяđ}}{{Free quality fancyposts, graphics, makeovers}}

    Makeover Me!
    Username;; Bentley19
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  • Growing up too fast {Open!}

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][size=8]OOC: Sorry Black Rose. And I love Mirth's nickname for him. Its so cute!


    IC:
    "Yes!" Little Friday meowed. He was fine with Tubs, Tiny, or Tiny Tubs. He actually liked the sound of his new nickname, and he was glad that Mirth had used the word 'cute' to describe his physique, and that it wasnt a word like 'ugly' or 'fat'. "Tiny Tubs."He meowed repeating after his sister, nodding his head excitedly as he meowed in repitition. His tiny cheeks looked funny when he tried to smile. They scruched together, however that didn't stop Friday. He was not at all self concious about the way he looked.


    His number one problem was the way his fur stuck out in all angles. it looked like he never groomed it, but he had and he does. A lot. Friday hates the mud on his body, and he does tend to excessivley groom himself.
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  • Best Friends Foreba? [P, orangeandkumquat]

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][size=8] Little Friday sat down trying to curl his tail over where his paws were supposed to be. Poor Friday was so chubby, and tiny that it didn't work out at all for him. However, he knew that he had already made on best friend. His sister Mirth. She even gave him a nickname, Tiny Tubs, which was in fact quite proud of.


    The tiny kitten's puffy cheeks showed a tiny smile, and the the cream tabbies tiny paws were pushing the sand under his feet into a pile. The ground was cold as his tiny paws moved the sand into a pile. There perfect. He thought as a deformed pile of sand sat in front of him. Because of his small size his pile was looked big for him, but for a kit of normal size it would look tiny. Friday didn't care. He was proud of his "pile" anyway. And there was one person he knew he had to show his creation to.


    Tiny Friday stood up, his stoumach reaching almost to the ground, as he padded around to go find his sister. "Mirf!" He called, sometimes the little kitten had trouble pronouncing his th's and so they came out as an 'f.' He noticed that he had pronounced her name strangly and so he tried again. "Mi-r-th!" He called out again, this time slowly sounding out each letter. There! He thought.
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  • Best Friends Foreba? [P, orangeandkumquat]

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][size=8]Friday leapt, or semi-waddled, over to where he heard his sister call him by his nickname. He smiled just hearing it, and he knew that it was her. No one else called him that, but her. That was because he made sure that it was special and for her use only.


    She had guessed wrong, but her guess would have been obvious because many do make fun of him. They think he just can't do anything. However, her overprotectiveness made him feel a lot safer. "No. It's not that." He meowed to his favorite sibling. "I have to show you something...Awesome!" He added excitedly, nodding his chubby and tiny head up and down. His cheeks were almost bouncing up and down as he nodded his head. "Follow me." He meowed turning towards his pile of sand.
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  • Best Friends Foreba? [P, orangeandkumquat]

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    ... Elephant Says ...



    [b]"Isn't it just great!"[/b]He meowed looking at his work of art. However, he meowed with so much for and enthusiasum that his breath knocked the whole thing to shreds. "Wha-Opps."He meowed looking at the no flat again ground. "Eh. It wasn't that great anyway."He meowed trying to be optimistic and cheerful like his sister. Then he realised how dirty his paws now where. Ew... he thought looking at them in digust. Friday hated dirt. A lot. Of cousrse, he sat down and began to lick at his paws.

  • Growing up too fast {Open!}

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][size=8]"Stupid?" Friday looked up at Cassius with large round grey eyes. He thought it was stupid? Friday decided that he didn't like that word. "Well I like it."He added before chuckling a bit at Mirth's nickname for him. Sir Snobbicass. However he immediatley stopped after one short smile, not wanting to make his brother mad or anything.
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  • Best Friends Foreba? [P, orangeandkumquat]

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;] "Go expoloring where?"Friday asked curiously trying to keep his cool. He would never admit to his sibling but some of the sories he had heard scared him. They scared him a lot. "It would be cool."He added hoping to make sure that she wouldn't recognize her fear. Friday liked to stay in his comfort zone, which wasn't very big. The small kitten was scared especially because of his tiny size, and his quite slow running. He definetly wasn't the quickest, and it was most likely because his weight got in the way. Poor chubby little Friday. "Plus, pulling pranks sound fun too."He said now smiling up at his sister. He didn't like to really be mean and he tried to be nice, but he wanted to try some day. Maybe now would be a good time. [/fancypost]

  • Best Friends Foreba? [P, orangeandkumquat]

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;] Safe was good. So pranks were fine if everyone was safe. Friday replayed what he know called the rules of pranks in his head. "Alwighty!" He meowed still having trouble with certain letters in his speech. He smiled as she licked his forhead. She was his favorite sibling, and not because he was the same but because they were both different. Friday also knew that his sister would always be looking out for him. And that is why he wasn't afraid of exploring. He knew that his sister was with him, and he also knew that almost nothing would really get in her way. "I'll go exploring anywhere. You choose."He meowed putting emphasis on anywhere, because he felt he could go anywhere as long as he didn't have to get his paws too dirty. [/fancypost]

  • Best Friends Foreba? [P, orangeandkumquat]

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    [color=blue][size=36pt]♔Friday[/size]
    kit-|-scarclan-|-tom

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted blue; border-bottom: 1px dashed blue; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;] "Coming!"He meowed bounding after her. It was quite exciting not nowing where they were going. Friday didn't know, and he was going to find out. Maybe he would be the first to find out? So many questions just lingered in his head. However they were all pushed out by is growing scaredness. He would never show any nervousness to his sister, but he knew it was there and sill growing.

  • MANDATORY TRAINING.

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    [color=aqua][size=36pt]♔[/size]
    trainee-|-bloodclan-|-she

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted aqua; border-bottom: 1px dashed aqua; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][size=8]It was quite embarrassing for little Privatepaw to be arriving so late to this training. The black and white trainee padded up to where the others cats where. Hoping that he arrival wouldn't attract too much attention. [/fancypost]

  • MANDATORY TRAINING.

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    [color=aqua][size=36pt]♔[/size]
    trainee-|-bloodclan-|-she

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted aqua; border-bottom: 1px dashed aqua; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][size=8][font=times new roman]Taken by much surprise of her attacker Privatepaw was pushed backward. She landed on her back with a thud, throwing her from side to side, trying desperatly to locate her attacker.

  • MANDATORY TRAINING.

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    [color=aqua][size=36pt]♔[/size]
    trainee-|-bloodclan-|-she

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted aqua; border-bottom: 1px dashed aqua; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][font=times new roman]Privatepaw noticed the cat attacking her and she blindly swept at where the cat had been. Now she was gone? Again Privatepaw looked around, and there was no sight of her attacker. She thought she was safe until a pain shot up through her forleg. Privatepaw began a small squeak and then she bit her tounge, and didn't make another noise. "Hit me with your best shot."She meowed back to Brooklynne trying not to show the pain her leg was in, and trying to keep her cool. Again Privatepaw swiped at the air near her forleg aiming to strike on part of the invisible cats body. She didn't know where Brooklynne was, and she wasn't at all sure where she was aiming for.

  • MANDATORY TRAINING.

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    [color=aqua][size=36pt]♔[/size]
    trainee-|-bloodclan-|-she

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted aqua; border-bottom: 1px dashed aqua; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][font=times new roman]Not sensing another attack from her opponent Privatepaw pushed her self to her feet trying to follow the sound of the yowl, which had ment she had been sucessful. As Privatepaw was on her feet another pain shot up through her forleg, and it seemed to pulse throughout her whole body. The black and white trainee struggled to balance on three legs, trying to keep weigth off her injured one.


    Still a bit unstable, Privatepaw reached out with her unsheathed claws at the invisble attacker, she tried the same spot hoping the invisble cat had not moved onto another location around her. The small apprentice was growing tired, and fighting an invisble cat just made the task more challenging.

  • MANDATORY TRAINING.

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    [color=aqua][size=36pt]♔[/size]
    trainee-|-bloodclan-|-she

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;width: 500px;overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: px dashed #; border-left: 3px dotted aqua; border-bottom: 1px dashed aqua; border-right: px dashed #; border-radius: 25px;][font=times new roman]Privatepaw felt the sudden impact of her opponent's head. This knocked her off balance once again. A muffled screach was quickly ended by her sudden gasping for air. She couldn't breath and the small black and white cat gasped for breath. Her green optics looked around trying to find the slightest clue of where the other cat was now. Her midnight black pupils had now changed from small slits to large nervous orbs.


    The wind had been knocked out of her, and finally Privatepaw again caught her first couple breaths. However, she still lay on her back still quite stunned. Privatepaw could do nothing but merely swipe up at the air in front of her, while trying to recooporate.