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  • ~ kit wants to explore.


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    Like Adaila, Flintpaw wasn't exactly social either. And like Vasily, she hadn't really been active lately. However, the dark gray feline decided to throw herself into this meet-and-greet session. She didn't really know any of these RadicalClanners, and hadn't ever seen Coiledsnake or Hopekit before. To add a fourth to the ever-growing strand of 'hello's, the student spoke up. "Hello."


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  • im gonna dance [open-avent idea?] with my hands above my head


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    Upon seeing the alligator announce something importantly, the dark gray feline figured she may as well come listen. At the mention of dancing, Flintpaw was reminded of the other contest not long ago. Like Fairygarden, Flintpaw believed that a second try couldn't hurt. And Valentine's Day was coming up fast so they needed to get this thing together fast.


    The dark gray student would help, of course. Just with things like decorating, alongside Majesty. The broad-shouldered student wasn't much of a dancer and would trip her way across the floor. It would be much better just to stay off the dance floor, on the sidelines where her participation still counted. Evstarhjj was right, this was a good activity boost. RadicalClan had been kind of down lately, and Flintpaw's own absence was of no help. It didn't bother the student too much but age knew she had to be supportive of her clan.


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  • as we fall ( open, picnic )


    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 orange tabby kit, not sure who the host was, sat quietly for a moment. Waiting for something to happen."Let me know if there's anything I can do to help," Acornkit offered, though there seemed to be plenty of paws to help with the amount of cats that tiger was currently roleplaying.


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    when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
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  • But if you meet a friendly hooorse [open]

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    The ill feline didn't seem to be in too comfortable a state at the moment. Probably concerned with other things, without having to answer a kit's inquiry. That was why, at Scorpionkit's question, Acornkit figured he might as well answer. Kit-to-kit. "He's got stomach pains." informed the orange tabby simply, watching the other tomkit.


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    when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
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  • as the friendship grows (open) resentment grows

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    Green eyes watched the grey tabby's jaw as he formed the words. Vindicate spoke of his name with two separate sounds, as if they were two separate words. "Acornkit," replied the orange tabby taking note of himself as he introduced himself. His name was pronounced with one single, fluid motion, as one word. Noticing the difference but making nothing of it, the two moon old remained standing. He wasn't a very chatty kit. His mind was having trouble coming up with new things too talk about. So he just stood there, somewhat awkwardly, letting Spangledbanner or Vindicate reign in a new subject. Nope, not a very interesting kit at all, however interesting he found the world around him.


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  • OOH, LOOK AT THE PRETTY OPEN THREAD!


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    The dark gray student nodded simply. "Flintpaw."
    Paisely seemed to be a bit anxious about something. There were a lot of cats here who were strangers to her. Maybe Flinrpaw would leave or something after a little bit. Not good to make a clanmate nervous right when you meet them. But for now she remained within the group, not too far from Kirka.


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  • I KEEP FALLING ; open, power discovery ; I KEEP FALLING DOWN

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    Acornkit was also trying to understand what had happened. But staring at stunned mice wouldn't help him. The orange tabby reasoned, like Vindicate, that the mouse should better be left alone. Flicking his green eyes away from the rodent, not wishing to bother it any further, they fixed on the new cat who joined the group. Whoah, who apparently seemed to defy laws of nature and own a fancy pair of invisible eyebrows. Then again, many 'powers' seemed to defy the laws of nature. Maybe having unseeable eyebrows was a power. If that was true, then... why, they all had powers! Even Acornkit himself!


    Little did he know that the whole concept of 'powers' didn't work like that. He was at the moment raising his invisible eyebrows in excitement. It was nice of fate to have him happen to contain these thoughts, so that he needn't embarrass himself through voicing them aloud to the others.


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  • MR. SANDMAN, BRING ME A DREAM! (Sandsculpting contest!)

    It was hard to form sand. You had to get the right balance of dry and moist sand, melding them together in a way that stayed. Acornkit paused in his construction for a moment. Green eyes thoughtfully examined his work, imagining what it could look like. Probably wouldn't work out the way he imagined, but at least somewhere close. A tree... so how would he hold up the sand branches? Would he detail each and every leaf? Nah...

  • Tick tock, it's a clock (open)

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    It was harder than he first thought to find cobwebs. After a little while, though, the orange tabby came across a tiny storage room not far down the aisle from where the others were. It held a cleaning supply or two from when twolegs ran the ship, with old spider homes hanging on their last threads. Acornkit supposed the spiders had used up all the food in the room and moved on, leaving a few webs behind. Which was nice, because that meant the tabby tomkit didn't have to rake his claws through some home. He collected the majority of the old cobwebs, excluding the ones up on the ceiling. He was pretty sure that old cobwebs worked as good as new ones, but didn't have any medicine cat experience to back it up.


    Returning with them held gently in his jaws, he said a muffled "Here," before dropping them onto the ground and pushing them towards Vindicate. He had been brisk about it a nd held them in such a way that none - well almost none of his saliva came in to contact with the webbed wad.


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  • im gonna dance [open-avent idea?] with my hands above my head


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    "I could go to invite the Covenant -" offered the student. Flintpaw had gone there before, so she knew the way. Without Melody the first time, getting lost would have likely occurred. "- if anyone wants to go with me." she added, taking note of Stella's instructions.


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  • [radicalclan invite] dancing in the rain [valentine's ball]


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    The figure of a dark gray feline could be seen approaching the border. Before taking a step closer to the Covenant's scents, Flintpaw cast a look towards her clanmate. The fact that Majesty accompanied her was appreciated. Flintpaw had been to the Covenant once before, so she knew the way, but the buddy system was a good thing to rely on.


    The student continued to walk until she was close to the border, not threateningly so but was meant to be close enough to catch someone's attention. Calm blue eyes scanned the territory in front as Flintpaw stood there, waiting quietly.


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  • im gonna dance [open-avent idea?] with my hands above my head


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    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1468416.new#new


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    "Sure," mewed the student, nodding thanks to Majesty, and began to head in the general direction of the Covenant.


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  • Tap tap tap your toes to the beat [[open]]


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    Flintpaw didn't know anything about this epidemic. Even if she had, she still wasn't feeling it. The dark gray feline didn't often peak the polar extremes on the emotion scale. She certainly could be called upbeat, but other than that... just mellow. So the pair of mellow blue eyes landed on the pair of RadicalClanners before her.


    They seemed to be happy about something but Flintpaw couldn't tell what. The student joined them anyway, not really knowing either of them, offering a simple "Hello." She didn't see any point in adding extra enthusiasm; the others expressed enough to make up for it and honestly it was just a regular day for Flintpaw. No better, no worse.


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  • s*it this is not good [open-death?]


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    A grimace etched itself onto the dark gray feline's face as Flintpaw was met with the sight of blood all over Evstarhij. She wasn't sure, but maybe the medics on the scene led her to interpret it differently. She thought the alligator was still alive, but badly injured or something. What happened, anyway?


    But as the others made moves to bury her, and Flintpaw saw no rise or fall of her clanmate's flanks, the truth quickly revealed itself to the student. Head bent downwards slightly, the student watched quietly as the once-active RadicalClanner was buried, sealing memories.


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  • [radicalclan invite] dancing in the rain [valentine's ball]


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    Ashen blue eyes fixed on the first cat who approached. Flintpaw then watched silently as a few others arrived too, including her clanmate Majesty. The student noticed that the tiger didn't answer for her, allowing Flintpaw to initially represent RadicalClan. Taking a breath, the dark gray feline looked into the gold eyes of the cat who voiced the question. It was a male, Flintpaw couldn't help that. But it was not too hard to keep RadicalClanner opinions aside. The student had been born in a clan not unlike the Covenant, where gender bias was absent. This weakened Flintpaw's faith in the ways of her current Clan, but not without respect. Maybe she had a chance at making a decent job out of this.


    "I'm Flintpaw," began the student. Not a very interesting name, but Flintpaw didn't need one. It served its purpose through life and let others make judgements based on her whole self, not just her cover. The student went on to introduce her clanmate. "and this is Majesty. Of RadicalClan." Huh. Maybe she hadn't needed to add that last part. Their smell would have given it away by now and the creatures certainly weren't acting all enemy-like. "Our Clan wanted to invite you all to a dance, for Valentine's Day." finished the student, trying to make eye contact with everyone present. Not knowing the inner workings of this Clan, you never knew which ones were high positions.
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  • Tap tap tap your toes to the beat [[open]]


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    Flintpaw couldn't help but smile at Kirka's question. The red tabby sounded quite grumpy, but not without reason. Flintpaw, on the other hand, didn't have any reason to be so downcast. She hadn't exactly caught the happy flu but she guessed she should just go with it.


    The dark gray feline bounced her head in greeting. "I'm Flintpaw," said the student, answering Majesty's question. It was much shorter and more mundane than the tiger's name, but Flintpaw didn't mind. At the other feline's suggestion, Flintpaw found that she agreed. She wasn't one for parties but it would probably lighten the mood.
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  • truth or dare. [o]


    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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    With bright green eyes, Acornkit looked around at the other ArcadianClanners. They, after all, would be the ones to challenge him, and him with them. It would be a way to get to know his clanmates a little better, maybe. The game sounded interesting enough. So the orange tabby slipped in beside the others. "I'm in," he declared.
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    when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
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  • Boom, Boom, Pow! ( POWER DISCOVERY )


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    A dark gray feline was just wandering around, as usual. She hadn't given herself much to do, and was stuck. She'd go hunting or something later, probably. Might as well be productive. The student just happened to be passing through the same hallway, when she came across the cat having multiple convulsions on the floor. Seemed to be upset about something or other. Not exactly the motherly type, Flintpaw approached the RadicalClanner warily. Of course she was concerned for her clanmate, but if it was something frivolous like drama or boyfriends, she'd be out. "You alright?"


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  • ( hey brother + spangled gets a cheetah & tiger body )

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    The orange tabby spotted the figures of a few clanmates and padded up. Naturally, when the form of his friend's alabaster body was slumped to the ground, Acornkit was confused. Spangledbanner certainly wasn't concious, but the others didn't seem worried at all. Maybe she was taking a nap, but wouldn't the others be a bit quieter? And naps were for babies, anyway. The two moon old was proud to say he only needed them once or twice a day now, instead of every other hour.


    Confused, Acornkit slipped between the others and stood by Spangledbanner. Instead of being smart and tuning in to the conversation around him, he asked the question. "Will Spangledbanner be alright?" His voice wasn't fearful, because it couldn't be that serious of a situation with the others so nonchalant about it. Acornkit had only recently learned about the 'power' of 'multiple possessions' and hadn't yet connected the dots. And he didn't really know the alabaster that well, anyway, but a clanmate was a clanmate.


    Green eyes fixed warily on the strange wildcat who didn't quite smell of ArcadianClan. The big cat seemed to be answering questions for Spangledbanner. "Are you..." began the tabby, trailing off. This situation was awfully like the one where Winterbones somehow became that mouse the other day. He was confused, but figured it would be best to close his jaws, to stop himself from appearing even less bright. There was another non-ArcadianClanner nearby, but it was limply sprawled just like Spangledbanner.



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