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Huh. The dark gray feline had been all ready to start mourning at the long pause in Breeze's breathing. But now she was back. Would it stay that way? The student wasn't sure what to think.
Flintpaw looked over at the medics. She spotted a few herbs at their paws. Somehow she figured that the state Breeze was in wouldn't allow her to swallow the herbs on her own. "I can rip up a few herbs into pieces," offered the student in a hopefully neutral tone. Better not show any worry or else it might upset Breeze. And the others seemed pretty nonchalant about it all too. "It might help her ingest them. Which ones?" Her blue eyes flicked over to where Andromeda, Clareese, Bostonpaw, and Renee were standing.
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Tough decisions... so many types of Pokemon. I guess Acornkit can be Riolu for now, until I come up with a better one.
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when you try your best
but you don't succeed
when you get what you want
but not what you need
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"What's that for?" asked a small tom-kit, padding up. His green eyes had caught a glint of sun reflecting off of the shiny metal, and Acornkit had come to check it out. The slightly-marbled tabby flicked his tail in recognition to Spangledbanner, but he didn't know the grey cat. He seemed to have a few cuts laced around his body. And blood was dripping from that dreadfully straight end of the silver object. It couldn't be for cutting yourself, could it? What good would that be? You might as well use your claws, if you were into that kind of thing. The orange feline dipped his head respectfully to the grey clanmate anyway; who was Acornkit to judge? They all had their quirks and problems.
His green gaze returned to the knife, watching it with interest.
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when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
[size=8]_ easy _ ArcadianClan _ no powers _ no kill _ injury/capture with permission _[/size]
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when you try your best
but you don't succeed
when you get what you want
but not what you need
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An orange tabby kit happened to be passing somewhere nearby. He didn't recognise the monochromatic feline and had begun to keep walking, but it wasn't like he had a destination in mind. Why not meet a clanmate? Acornkit had just finished the process of turning around - it was hard to make a sharp turn on those clumsy, two moon old paws of his - when a few words left Winterbones' mouth.
And not the normal everyday words, or else the slightly-marbled tabby wouldn't have been as caught off guard. The monochromatic female seemed to have a somewhat maniacal voice, talking to mice and such. Acornkit wasn't one to judge, but was a bit confused and curious. The little fellow hadn't much exposure to the somewhat crazy types of creatures, and was interested in meeting her. And if she turned out to be just as sane as he was, then he'd just have a new acquaintance.
It turned out, however, that something a little - well, very - unexpected event happened. The feline slumped, which worried him a little. But the two moon old didn't have a reliable concept of life and death, and he hadn't been close to this cat, so most of his attention was fixed on the mouse. It seemed to be quite excited with itself, with all the squeaking and whisker twitching and such. Acornkit would'fe thought that upon being set free, it would have raced away to freedom. Instead, it just sat there, refusing to give Acornkit a chase. And since the little guy had no clue how to hunt, he just slowly approached the two. Green eyes fixed on the mouse, one thought (among others) ran through his mind. Did I just see a mouse kill a cat?
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[/fancypost][size=5pt](c) Sapphy
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
[size=8]_ easy _ ArcadianClan _ no powers _ no kill _ injury/capture with permission _[/size]
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when you try your best
but you don't succeed
when you get what you want
but not what you need
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The small orange tabby kit had so far settled with watching conversations of his clanmates. It was interesting enough but a lot were just about the usual gossip or something else he wasn't entirely bothered about. The tom-kit's green eyes snagged on the figure of a familiar feline, Spangledbanner, who was currently stretching. Better yet, no gossip. As you may learn, he wasn't the chatty type. More of a listener, with those big ears on top of his head.
Acornkit reached the spot his clanmates were at. There seemed to be a veil of tension hanging over all of them, but the tabby didn't mind. It was up to them whether they got annoyed with his intrusion or not. "Hello," he mewed, not being able to come up with anything worthwhile to say.
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[/fancypost][size=5pt](c) Sapphy
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
[size=8]_ easy _ ArcadianClan _ no powers _ no kill _ injury/capture with permission _[/size]
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when you try your best
but you don't succeed
when you get what you want
but not what you need
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The figure of an orange tabby could be seen arriving, and then sitting down somewhere in the group. Acornkit held no present interest in being a medicine cat, but tried to be open to these sorts of things. And, in his quest for knowledge, why not learn a thing or two on the healing side of things? Green eyes fixed on the two medicine cats as he listened to the murmur of conversation around him.
ooc: trackpost
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[/fancypost][size=5pt](c) Sapphy
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
[size=8]_ easy _ ArcadianClan _ no powers _ no kill _ injury/capture with permission _[/size]
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when you try your best
but you don't succeed
when you get what you want
but not what you need
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The little orange tomkit padded up at the word 'picnic'. Food was good. Therefore picnics were good. Correct? And picnics were social gatherings, where he could meet more clanmates. And that was good too.
In fact, life was good. His life, at least.
Green eyes blinked calmly as he waited for the host to reveal the picnic plans. He flicked his tail in general greeting.
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[/fancypost][size=5pt](c) Sapphy
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
[size=8]_ easy _ ArcadianClan _ no powers _ no kill _ injury/capture with permission _[/size]
[color=limegreen]stuck in reverse
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He supposed he could try building a miniature tree of some sort. It would probably end up demented-looking, but art was art, right? He could come up with some spooky backstory later. The orange tabby shook some sand out of his fur before starting to form the tree trunk.
Meanwhile, green eyes flicked over to Airkit to watch her construction.
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Yes! His littermate! Acornkit hadn't really seen his family around much, besides in the nursery, so it was good to finally spot one of his siblings. Treasurekit had been the one with those awful squeals, but it would probably help her in battle someday. Squeaks lime that would scare off any enemy who wanted to keep his ears attatched. And those were enemies worth fighting.
ooc: trackpost
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Are Softpetal's kits there? My tablet won't let me scroll down the list ^^" she had Acornkit, Treasurekit, and a few others.
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A dark gray feline nodded in agreement to Rohthy's words. Blue eyes looked a little concerned as they flicked over to Kirka but Flintpaw remained silent. Kirka would have already been offering the newcomer a tour, had it been before the capture.
Anyway, Flintpaw was there in case Caramilk needed a tour or something. She gave a welcoming nod but otherwise just sat there, feeling the wintertime chill reach her bones.
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[align=center][color=#4682B4][size=8]_ easy _ RadicalClan _ no powers _ no kill _ injury/capture with permission _ [/size]
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"I think right here will be good." replied the orange tabby after a quick glance around.
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whoah tiger, you have a lot of characters
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The small tomkit was more than a bit surprised when the mouse started talking. How did it know to speak cat? Acornkit opened his mouth to reply, when a grey tabby came strolling in. By the name of Vindicate, according to the mouse. Acornkit didn't remember having a mouse in ArcadianClan, how did he know Vindicate's and Acornkit's names? Mysteries.
He watched in amusement as the little creature bared its fangs. It pretended to be all tough, and Acornkit didn't doubt it could serve up a nasty bite, but Vindicate was taking it all nonchalantly. Then a few words exchanged between them with a concept that the orange feline couldn't understand. What was this 'multiple possessions'? Acornkit had multiple possessions, if a nest and a mossball and a biting stick counted. But he eventually realised that they were meaning it in some other way. Having no previous exposure to powers, he just sat there silently, dumbfounded. Green eyes flicking from one to the other. How was that little mouse Winterbones? He didn't voice the question, as he'd find out soon enough, but to him it was mysterious indeed.
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Acornkit was into knowledge, too. He could never get bored while living in this world. There was just too much to learn and experience, too much to cram all in one lifetime. The slightly-marbled tabby was often questioning the world. Not out loud, of course, that would just get on everycat's nerves. But his green eyes often held a glimmer of curiosity. Of course, he was still young. Who knows? Maybe the world would get boring as he got older. All he knew was the present moment.
The two moon old's gaze flicked up to Vindicate. Those cuts definitely weren't healthy, by the looks of them. All Acornkit could assess by were looks; up until now he had himself never been cut. He briefly wondered what it felt like but soon dismissed it. Plenty of injuries would come when it was time. When he trained to become a warrior. "I'll get the cobwebs," volunteered the orange tabby, and he scampered away to do so. Cobweb-hunting was certainly a new experience. He'd have to think like a spider, and find corners and crevices where they might like to make a home. Nevermind the fact that he could just pop into the medicine den; searching for them was much more interesting. And those cuts could wait; it wasn't like the gray tabby was bleeding a mile a minute.
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ooc. oh yea
Softpetal has like six kits
Acornkit
Treasurekit....
Erm I can't find the adoption thread ::/
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[size=8]Moonstar
-Aradianclan leader
-shecat
-red caracal
-first generation
-extreme
-telepathy, manipulation of molecules, invisibility
[color=pink]Melodysong
-Arcadianclan
-shecat
-albino
-first generation
[color=white]Lunarkit
-Arcadianclan HPR kit
-shecat
-silver bengal with amber eyes
-second generation
-many powers
[color=lime]Opalkit
-ex-Arcadianclan/ Tidalclan kit
-shecat
-white and orange with green eyes
-second generation
[color=#006611]Softpetal
-Arcadianclan
-shecat
-white fur blue eyes
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Here it is:
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…8.msg59495473#msg59495473
There's Blizzardkit, Acornkit, Treasurekit, Triumphantkit, Dreamkit, and Tumblingkit.
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Green eyes widened slightly at the growl, but Acornkit didn't step back, because it was only a soft one after all. And fortunately, the orange tabby seemed to be on the bodyguard's good side. He nodded his small head in return, and turning to the gray tabby, asked, "What's your name?" It was a stupid conversation starter, but genuine because the two moon old had never actually learned of Vindicate's name.
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A not-very-active dark gray feline happened to notice the unfamiliar face. Meet-and-greets were always good, ways to link yourself with clanmates. Ashen blue eyes fixed on the newcomer, also wondering what she was called. Flintpaw didn't really know the other two RadicalClanners either, which meant more acquainting, so yay. Actually, the student might have been sighing inwardly at the moment.
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