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Spiderleap padded over to Copperfire to report their patrol, Flamepaw in step behind him. "Good afternoon, Copperfire! I'm here to report that the WindClan border is all good and secure. We met another warrior and apprentice there who seemed to be doing the same as us or territory patrol. Nothing to worry about!" He smiled at the tom, before sitting down and waiting for his next orders.
Winterkit opened her jaws to
apologize again, until paws
shoved him to the ground,
and he landed hard on his
back with a yelp.
“OW that HURT- SORRY for
yelling!” Winterkit gasped,
And covered his face with his ears,
paws, and tail. He didn’t want
Blazingkit to hit him again.
“I’m sorry- please don’t hit
me…” He begged. He didn’t
like Blazingkit now. Blazing kit
was a bully. He didn’t like bullies.
@Dirtfur
Oh thank the stars, the kit stopped the yelling as he tumbled over onto his back. Though Winterkit repeated his apologies, which annoyed Blazingkit further. What else could the standing kit do to the one who is too cowardly to get back up?
The brown bully scanned Winterkit’s body, after he kept his two blue hues on the twisted paw of the bothersome Winter. Blazingkit smirked with disgust. “Eww, why is your paw lookin’ like that?” he hissed out loud, wanting to make an embarrassment out of the kit; if he could not enjoy his dream, then obviously someone should not enjoy their life just so they could understand Blazingkit’s feelings. “It looked like you used your mouth to twist it! You put your paws in your mouth, you weirdo?” he accused, teasing with a slight playful tone. It was obvious that he was just joking, pulling the kit’s leg just to embarrass him a bit more.
(So sorry for the late reply, and i am so sorry about Blazing ;; )
Char Site updated (10/11/22), added Blazingpaw and Goldenkit!
During most or few roleplays, I will do a flashback that was conjured in my characters' thoughts. Please do not respond to the flashback unless you have the power to read minds or smth.
Winterkit flattened his ears, and began to pant. Though when his den mate scolded him for his permanent s clotted around his eyes.
“Look- I… I-“
He stared into Blazingkit’s face once more, before crying, “SHUT UP.”
Winterkit swung his tail over him mouth. Oh DANG IT- He had been impolite… now Blazingkit old be even more angry at him…
“Sh… I uh… SORRY. I AM SOOOOOOOOOO
SORRY!”
@Dirtfur
(Ey, you’re fine. I love a dramatic roleplay.)
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[ honestly i took a step back from this bc i wrote from a very personal place and it took the wind outta my sails, going to roleplay it as if nectarflame is just numb and hasn't recognized what's been going on because i don't really want to dig myself back into it. if your character is supposed to be on the burial patrol and you're not mentioned here please vm me so i can amend it @dino., @poppy., @WinterMara (i know soft said no) ]
If anything had happened while she was counting the strands of fur on the silver pelt she loved, Nectarflame did not appear to notice. Instead, she hyperfixated on Cindersky for several long moments as the camp around her burst into noise and chaos. It was something she was entirely uninvolved and uninterested in.
Abruptly and with no heed to the argument that had unfolded, the golden cat moves forward and brushes her tail across the small, hunched form of Softpaw. "Then remain in camp," she responds in a quiet murmur. These were cats who had all, in their own individual rights, come to dislike Nectarflame. And she would not blame them (although she could not find logic in their feelings) for it. To go and bury their mother, their mentor, with her... It had to give them conflicting emotions.
Green eyes move from the old apprentice to the new warrior, and for a heartbeat the she-cat considers delivering the message her mate had for him... Her...? That was not a state of confusion in a dying and delirious cat, not from Cindersky. But reason wins out and Nectarflame sensibly says nothing on that subject. Instead, she lifts her head to rest her chin gingerly atop her head. "We need you," Nectarflame admits hoarsely. She did not push Softpaw, though she would still give the apprentice one final chance at attending the burial. Perhaps she would live to regret not doing so.
Finally, Cloudyflight... Who had done little since the Bengal initially relented to her presence. The senior warrior does not move towards her, and she certainly does not encourage her to come nearer. "I am sure you can help... Dig.. Just as well," Nectarflame says. "But if you... And perhaps even Softpaw, would wish..." Trailing off, the cat looks at her paws where the bloodied flowers lay. Her voice breaks. "You could find some flowers?" The question came on the verge of tears, and though the older warrior held her composure almost flawlessly (in spite of the betrayal her voice laid to her) it was clear to anyone who saw, who heard, that if she were to continue for much longer it would be a different story.
Whatever the outcome, she could not stay there any longer. The golden cat, alone in the effort now, joins the side of her love and stoops low to give her an affectionate nuzzle. And then she lifts Cindersky up onto her shoulders, she was light now as if her soul had already departed. It hurt. Damn, that hurt.
Silently from hereon out, Nectarflame exits the clearing with Cindersky.
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you may remind me after a few days
to reply if you have sent me a message or a post.
Spiderleap padded over to Copperfire to report their patrol, Flamepaw in step behind him. "Good afternoon, Copperfire! I'm here to report that the WindClan border is all good and secure. We met another warrior and apprentice there who seemed to be doing the same as us or territory patrol. Nothing to worry about!" He smiled at the tom, before sitting down and waiting for his next orders.
Flamepaw padded up to Copperfire, staying close to Spiderleap. It was true, Spiderleap wasn't her mentor, but it felt amazing to be with a warrior who didn't dip out on her during something that was substantial to the path of becoming a warrior.
"It's true, there was this apprentice named Snowypaw and his mentor! They were really nice too! Though I have to admit... I didn't really know what to say to them when we were talking. But the patrol went well!" Flamepaw smiled and plopped down in front of the ginger tabby tom. "At least, I think it did!"
Winterkit flattened his ears, and began to pant. Though when his den mate scolded him for his permanent s clotted around his eyes.
“Look- I… I-“
He stared into Blazingkit’s face once more, before crying, “SHUT UP.”
Winterkit swung his tail over him mouth. Oh DANG IT- He had been impolite… now Blazingkit old be even more angry at him…
“Sh… I uh… SORRY. I AM SOOOOOOOOOO
SORRY!”
@Dirtfur
(Ey, you’re fine. I love a dramatic roleplay.)
Blazingkit’s heart dropped a little as the ears of his clanmate flattened and screamed. He almost felt bad for him. Almost. Pity for the whiny Winterkit soon faded as his joke went unappreciated whilst getting yelled at to SHUT UP.
The big kit stomped towards Winterkit, his muzzle only one mouse-tail length away, overshadowing the face of the kit who should be grateful to hear such a joke and be embarrassed by it. His smirk vanished swiftly and was replaced with bared teeth that came with an enraged snarl.
“You well be listenin’ here, you kit!” he puffed, puffing in a way that could’ve produced smoke or steam, but it did not. “I ain’t the one repeatedly apologizing. Who said you could shout at me? You’re lucky my brother was not here or I would’ve…!” His threat faded, and the last words repeated in his blank head: kill you, kill you, kill you.
His thoughts started showing up in his mind. New words of Flamepaw appeared, warning him about being disrespectful or else his apprenticeship will be delayed. He was lucky that he cut himself off at the right time before Winterkit could use it against him or anyone who might hear it.
Shaking his head, and glared at Winterkit. He made Blazingkit almost blurted out empty threats, and if the shocked Blazing gets punished for it, he knew who will be rightfully punished for it: the one who made him almost say it.
“You well keep your tongue in your mouth if you know what’s good for you.”
Char Site updated (10/11/22), added Blazingpaw and Goldenkit!
During most or few roleplays, I will do a flashback that was conjured in my characters' thoughts. Please do not respond to the flashback unless you have the power to read minds or smth.
Hunting huh? She could totally do that. She dipped her head. Firefly Cove sounded like a wonderful place to do some hunting. After all it was the best place for hunting. She was glad they had gotten it back. It was the best place and she did have some memories in it. "Alright! Lets get going.", meowed Dayflame. The senior warrior headed out of the warrior den before stopping to look back to see if they were following before exiting the camp.
〔 @lucidense; sorry for the really late reply! Go on ahead and make the next post in firefly cove. I should be more active.〕
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Coming back only to get Barleypaw into warriorhood, but then I most likely will be leaving entirely. I've spend too much time on her to not have her be a warrior and I'd like to get her there.
'Sparrowflight..?' Wisteriapaw was slightly confused. 'I... oh, never mind. Are you leader now?' Hm. At least she could go home. 'Can I please rejoin ThunderClan? I was exploring and I got lost and then I took forever to come back and and and... ...' She trailed off, worried. 'Is my sister okay? What happened to Larchkit?' She bit her lip. Larchkit had disappeared before the apprentice ceremony... And she was only a kit!, she thought anxiously. 'Please? Can I rejoin?'
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you were comforting and quiet
how did love become so violent? ❞
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Before addressing her, Ashpaw had had the impression something was wrong with Flamepaw. Was his friend in a bad mood? But as soon as she greeted him, her voice had felt cheerful as usual. He suppressed a purr and replied: "Actually, I'm very far away from my warrior ceremony. I've had one hunting and one training session only, and I'm still waiting to receive my first complete territory tour." Yes, it felt frustrating to be so behind than the others, but at least Ashpaw had other clanmates who shared the same situation. "So it looks like we'll be apprentices together for some more!" he joked with high-spirit.
Winterkit glared at Blazingkit, and bounced onto the tips of his three available toes, though Blazingkit was still almost twice his size. He swayed dangerously before stumbling, and just barely landing with his paws sprawled.
With a grunt, he jumped back up.
“What’s good for me!? You think you, a fat and lazy lump of fur who has fun being mean to others has any right to tell me what is good for me! Man- Sparrowflight ought to just exile you before you become an apprentice, to save the clan.”
He curled his lip, though shrank back into his fur, preparing to be scolded once more.
Tears burned in his eyes, though he just barely held them.
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