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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 28, 2017 9:48:40 GMT -5
Very cute drawing! I hope that you'll enjoy your time here and while playing the game. I got into warriors when I was 8 years old, anddd now 10 years later I still love it.
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 28, 2017 9:25:22 GMT -5
Lionpaw
As Ivypaw shouldered her way out of the apprentice's den, Lionpaw gave her one last long look, grief darkening his eyes. I lost her. He felt as though his heart had been wrenched out and ripped open by the sharpest of claws as he heard her pawsteps become more distant. I just want mother to be proud of me. I want to be the best like father was. He stomach heavy with grief, the tom heaved himself to his paws slowly, and trudged out of the den, shoulders drooping, tail dragging on the ground.
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 28, 2017 9:18:52 GMT -5
(Clan meeting commencing! Shortee Ghost Fae TheMysticHeart Mistyreed Alesii LeBlueSlime Buttercup We are time skipping to sunset, sunneh accepted!) Sharkstar The sun had set by the time he had returned from the cliffs, scouting out whether or not to extend the territory further beyond the rocky outcrop or some ways into it. As it currently stood, the territory ended where the bare cliff top met a wide expanse of jagged and in some places, precarious outcropping of rocks along the flattened cliff top. When he had visited it earlier during the day, he had caught the scent of mice and lizards along with nesting birds. With the Clan increasing at a fast rate for the first time after the Great Battle, it was something to consider since fishing at sea during snowfall posed a risk to the cats.
The large tom bunched his muscles and hopped up onto the leader's rock, lifting his chin up as he yowled for a Clan meeting, "All cats old enough to catch their own fish gather beneath the leader's rock for a Clan meeting!" his voice was a deep meow and echoed across the entire cave.
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 27, 2017 19:40:46 GMT -5
Minnowstream The elderly she-cat flinched visibly at Sandtail as she coughed, "Why, I was just wondering if a young un' like you could grab me something to eat, " she pointed with her tail towards the pile of fresh-kill. "I'd prefer something like a mouse today if anyone managed to snag one, " she squinted towards the fresh kill pile trying to look for a mouse though with her failing vision it looked like a blur of shapes and colors. Fae Sharkstar As his apprentice settled down to eat, he spotted movement from the corner of his vision. He turned his head to spot Sandtail emerging from the warriors den as Minnowstream limped towards her. She's up late-and oh! Minnowstream should check with Quailmask. He eyed his elderly mother with concern, he hadn't seen her limping this bad in quite a while.
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 27, 2017 6:23:25 GMT -5
(@everyone ; check additional information daily to check status on fresh kill pile and weather!)
Minnowstream Minnowstream had been hauling herself across the camp, an obvious limp in her step as she limped past the warriors den, spotting the pale fur of Sandtail. Her body ached, and with each step, sharp pain shot through her shoulders. Last night, the elderly she-cat had decided to go for a dive, which she now admitted to herself, was a bad idea in her old and feeble age. "Sandtail?" she croaked to the young warrior, voice cracked with age. Fae Sharkstar
Sharkstar sensed the young cat's embarrassment and disappointment, and stroked her shoulder with his tail gently, "You shouldn't be upset with yourself young one, most cats make the same judgement until told otherwise," he meowed reassuringly, pulling his catch onto the soft sand. The bass had stopped flopping around now, defeated and nearly dead. "Go back to camp now and rest a bit, later we'll check the cliff border."
Shortee
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 26, 2017 5:06:12 GMT -5
(These are the cats themselves[just turned 6 months old today!] Ivypaw(Bean):
Lionpaw(Ramsey): He's 8 pounds!
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 26, 2017 4:33:07 GMT -5
IvypawIvypaw threw one last look towards the disheveled tom before padding out of the den. They had hardly spoke since their talk half a moon ago. She could hear a weak sigh as she padded further away from the apprentices' den. Maybe I should talk to him. As soon as the thought had appeared in her head, she dismissed it. No! If he's not going to change for me, why should I care? Her tail lashed in frustration as she broke into a trot as she approached the mouth of the cave. ( NordMyte can you add in Ivypaw's description that she has shorter legs than the average cat please? will probably want to add more to the description as she grows up since she's based off of my lil' Bean)
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 26, 2017 4:25:40 GMT -5
(Have fun!
Tenderheart: Sure!) Sharkstar
The gray furred tom hesitated for a moment, "A good opportunity, yes, however, watch this," the tom thrust his muzzle into the water and dived down, gliding along the sandy seafloor with ease as he crept towards the small school of fish. The tom halted in a pocket of seaweed, his gaze fixed on the dark and shadowy shape of a striped bass swimming from the depths towards the school of sardines.
As the bass commenced it's assault on the sardines, Sharkstar pushed himself forward with a massive effort and grasped the bass in between his forepaws, his claws digging into the the sides of the large fish before he thrust his hindlegs up, breaching the surface. The striped bass was half the size of the leader as he held it within his grasp as it struggled wildly, "Bigger fish will come," his jaws clenched over the writhing fish as he began to haul it to the shore. Shortee
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 25, 2017 0:26:33 GMT -5
i forget that people sleep at night
joys of working overnight shifts
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 25, 2017 0:23:42 GMT -5
i literally have 100 games in my steam library and currently am addicted to warframe and sims 3 tho i just bought shelter 2 and have yet to play that
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 24, 2017 23:40:15 GMT -5
My attempt at Sharkstar:
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 24, 2017 22:39:40 GMT -5
Great art everyone! Maybe I'll pull out my drawing tablet!
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 24, 2017 22:36:38 GMT -5
Sorry guys, slept all yesterday and was busy today) (everyone is accepted who submitted an application! srry to everyone that i respond at such odd times, i work overnight shifts so sleeping schedule is a mess Buttercup any warrior you particular want as a mentor?) Sharkstar Sharkstar's eyes flickered back and forth across the vast sea, "I'm not sure, but twolegs seem interested in whatever is out there," he angled his ears and motioned with his head towards a large black water monster that sat on the horizon. His gaze grew distant for several moments as he got lost in the dazzling sight. The tom shook his head to clear his thoughts and focus, "I'd like to see you fish," he meowed to the apprentice, glancing over at a spot several fox lengths away where the black silhouette of a fish darted further away from the shore.
Shortee
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 23, 2017 12:13:24 GMT -5
(Shortee it's fine LeBlueSlime accepted! )
Sharkstar
As Ripplepaw held her breath underwater, Sharkstar counted how long she was under, slightly impressed. Certainly shows promise. With enough practice, she'll easily eclipse a lot of others. Ripplepaw then surfaced, taking a breath, though not gasping, he noted to himself. Good.
"Well done," he praised his apprentice, pride gleaming in his dark emerald green eyes. He then scanned the horizon, staring out at the endless sea, the sun casting a dazzling gleam that cut through the water like a snake. It was sun high. "Do you ever wonder what's on the other side?"
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Post by xSourGrapesx on Dec 23, 2017 2:37:50 GMT -5
SharkstarSharkstar couldn't help but feel as though he couldn't of chosen a better apprentice to train. It had been several season since he had last had an apprentice of his own, and a couple moons since the Clan had even had an apprentice. Last snow-fall was harsh and unforgiving, the worst the cats had seen, a lot of cats and kits having been lost to it. He hoped to Starclan that this upcoming snow-fall would be more mild.
The large gray furred tom waded further out into the sea until the cool water lapped around his shoulders, "I'd like you to try some breathing exercises," he meowed after a couple moments of silence. His mouth creasing into a smile as she splashed water up, spraying his face lightly. "Nice to see you so fired up." Shortee
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