Posts by Stormsand01

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    A small curled up figure opened her eyes up widely in the oracles den. The light green eyes darted around the room, narrowed and crazy looking. The orange, white and brown cat noticed that her fellow oracle was yet to awaken, while the oracle pupil was already gone from the room. Eon, still curled in a tight ball, closed her eyes once again, she liked darkness and when it surrounded her. Darkness is where the female felt the most safe, and the most at home.

    if someone would like to play the father that would be good


    RabbitKit frowned, but he obeyed his more respected clanmate. The pure white, yet fluffy tom, shoved his sister, "Let's go see if there are any warriors around that we can show our moves too!" ThunderKit nodded and the two kits hurried away.

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    The queen nodded, "I completely understand, I felt the same way when I was still expecting RabbitKitand ThunderKit. Yet, when your little ones come into the world, they will be the most wonderful thing you have ever been given." The grey and white marine coon stood and stretched. FallingFoot tilted her head sideways, "If you are going on a walk, would you mind if I accompany you? It would be nice to get out of camp."

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    Any warriors open to interacting with RabbitKit and ThunderKit ??

    ThunderKit nodded to MudWhisker, "Let's go scare MudWhisker!" the small grey and white maine coon whispered to her brother. RabbitKit nodded and the two kits snuck behind the tom. "One, two three!"

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    RabbitKit flung himself onto the warriors back while his sister attacked his tail, "We got you!" the fluffy white tom yelled in triumph.

    RabbitKit smiled in triumph, "We got you! Now you have to do everything we tell you to do!" The tom flicked his pointed ears as he heard the gaggle of cats move into camp.

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    ThunderKit tilted her head, "What is happening over there?" She motioned for RabbitKit to follow her. As the two kits neared the circle of cats, they spotted FernClaw, lying unmoving in the ground. "Hello, FernClaw! Wake up!" The grey and white kit poked his head, waiting for a response.

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    RabbitKit sat crouched next to his sister, confused on why the warrior was not moving.

    ThunderKit looked up at MudWhisker as he spoke to them, "But we want to play with FernClaw now! We already played with you!" The maine coon narrowed her green eyes at the warrior, she kept her ground.

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    RabbitKit leaped out of the reach of HollyHeart's tail, the kit narrowed his blue eyes at the queen, not wanting to leave.

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    FallingFoot - in the nursery with IvyWinter

    DeathClaw noticed that her mother had came out of the nursery, she left PantherPounce and grabbed something from the prey pile, a shrimpy looking piece, but it was one of the best ones in there. The tabby female dragged the prey over to her mother and SandStorm, who was lying next to her. "Here." She threw the prey at her mother.

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    FallingFoot gave a slight smile to SandStorm, the one eyed queen watched as DeathClaw left PantherPounce, who has looking over at her, and drop a piece of prey in front of her. Before thanking her daughter she gave a small smile and nodded of her head to PantherPounce. FallingFoot then looked up at DeathClaw, "Thank you DeathClaw." She said in a soft voice, turning her gaze to SandStorm she nugged the prey in the warriors direction, "Would you like some?"

    FallingFoot opened her green eyes wide, Where are ThunderKit and Rabbitkit! They cannot see this. The grey and white queen bounded over to the gaggle of cats, pushing her way through. The female grabbed her son and daughter, "Thank you." She whispered to MudWhisker, who had tried to pull the kits away. FallingFoot turned back towards the nursery with the kits in her mouth, stumbling along because they were both heavy and we're trying to get out of her grasp.

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    ThunderKit and RabbitKit thrashed around in the air, trying g to get free, they swung their little claws around while hissing at FallingFoot, "Put us down!"

    FallingFoot nodded, and took small bites of the mouse. Even though she herself was expecting, she didn't tend to eat very much. It was the same when she was expecting with DeathClaw, not a lot of prey. The tabby female glanced up at DeathClaw, then over to where WhitePaw was entering camp. The tabby queen made a mental note of how he took the biggest piece of prey. "He is a fine apprentice, but he needs to respect our code a bit more if you ask me." She said softly, watching the tom through a narrow eye.

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    DeathClaw gazed around camp, already bored of her mothers conversation. The fluffy tabby female turned away and decided to go talk to LoonThroat, the tom looked lazy today, and she wanted do disturb his peace. She stalked but to him and gave him a hard head but, "Get up you lazy sack of bones, it's time to do something for once in your life." She grinned devilishly, narrowing her green eyes.

    DeathClaw smirked, older warriors didn't scare her, "How about you spend some quality time with your apprentice? The pathetic little scrap needs to pull himself together, just look at WhitePaw. Now that is a wonderful little apprentice, he actually knows what hunting is." She unsheathed and sheathed her long claws into the ground, "You might want to consider training him better, why, I became a warrior when I was 9 moons. He has some catching up to do if he wants to become a warrior whe he reaches 20 moons."

    DeathClaw tilted her head, "Well, I should probably go see if LucidStar needs anything done, it sure beats laying in camp doing nothing." She turned and stalked off, lashing her tail as she approached LucidStar and ShadeWhisker. She dipped her head in greetings, "LucidStar, ShadeWhisker." The tabby sat, "When you have a minute LucidStar I would like to talk to you in private."


    lostpaw

    Dawnstar.jpg



    names

    leftkit & leftpaw & leftsting



    age


    9 moons



    gender


    female



    position


    apprentice



    brief description


    golden and white female with multiple scars



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    backstory


    leftpaw earned her name when she was a kit because when she was born her mother ran away from the clan. she also lost her father when she was only two moons old, he died from greencough. this young kit has been through a lot in her life and shows it on her pelt.



    likes


    traning, rain, rivers



    dislikes


    mouse, trees



    fears


    death



    strengths


    power



    weaknesses


    talking



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    mate?


    none



    crush


    open



    family


    RainHeart && ThunderPelt



    other


    she cannot love

    I can change it to a ground-cat if Wolfiee wants to has the winged cat

    a light grey body rolled over in the apprentices den, groaning. the cat opened her eyes and narrowed them, the other apprentices have left already, but that makes sense, seeing that they are all younger and don't mind rising early. the figure made her way out of the den.


    she glared left and right with her yellow eyes, still narrowed. the multiple scars on her body were now more visible in the light. she stalked over to the fresh kill pile, seeing it almost empty, she decided to not eat. lostpaw growled under her breath, she haven't eaten since sunhigh the previous day, this clan couldn't keep a steady prey flow.