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December 2nd, 2018, 01:18 PM
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Me and My Hexcore
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Re: WindClan Training Moor
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she plopped onto the ground with a small thud as her legs collapsed underneath of her. She sat up, eyes blinking at her mentor, speechless. She slowly got up, swished her tabby tail, and lept at Jaggedspring swiping at his paws and his neck, claws still sheathed.
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Jaggedspring jumped backward. "Great comeback. Now I'm going to show you how to do the move I just did" He mewed. "I'm going to perform it once more on you before I show you the steps to do it and then you try it on me" Jaggedspring quickly lept at her swiped at her legs and knocked her off balance once more. "Okay so first come at me and swipe at my legs. Attempt to knock me down." He instructed.
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December 2nd, 2018, 06:18 PM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
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Stagbeam’s expression immediately morphed of one of interest to one of concern as he leaned forwards a little to catch what Nimblebreeze was saying. His dark ocean colored orbs sparkled with the emotion, his tail flicking as he processed her words in his brain. “Well that makes sense of course. Not everyone likes to be involved in these types of...” He flicked his ears as he sought out a word to describe the situation. “Affairs.” He glanced at her again, still leaning forwards so he was eye level with the shorter she-cat. “So let’s talk about something else! War isn’t the greatest topic anyways. Let me think...” Stagbeam cast his eyes to the skies as he thought, his ears flicking like they always did when he was thinking hard and deep. The warrior then looked back to the feline, a playful smile coming across his maw. “How about embarrassing stories? Those are usually some good icebreakers.” His dark blue eyes sparkled with excitement as he said this. Stagbeam liked to get straight to the deep stuff when talking with other cats, his “icebreakers” were usually more like “I want to know everything about you right now” situations. It made some cats uncomfortable, but Stagbeam was so friendly that a lot of cats didn’t have the heart to tell him that.
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Nimble's ears went up, shaking a bit, she let out a small smile. "S-sorry if I made you uncomfortable ha, I suppose I've had a tough time recently with my mother." She said, flicking her tail with slight agitation. Her fur lied flat, and she grinded her teeth with slight agitation. This meeting hasn't been going well. She just wanted a civilized conversation, and she couldn't even do that. 'Now Nimblepaw, you'll want to pay attention to eye contact. So for now on, I'll be quizzing you on eye colour. Maybe then you won't be such a nuisance.' that damn cat. She was evil. Nimble turned her head to pay attention, still looking at Stagbeam's eyes. God, was she being creepy? "Embarrassing moments, perhaps.. let me think..." She thought for a moment, letting out a small snort as she thought of something. "Sorry! Uh, I suppose that's another one of my embarrassing moments, add it to the list..." She murmered, trying to get herself to relax. "Hm, how about this, When I was an apprentice, I went hunting with my mentor, it had recently rained and in an attempt to attack a rabbit, I fell and splashed my mentor with mud," She said, giggling. Ah He's going to think I'm insane, isn't he...
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December 2nd, 2018, 10:01 PM
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Re: WindClan Training Moor
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Originally Posted by *Lazy Carrot*
Jaggedspring jumped backward. "Great comeback. Now I'm going to show you how to do the move I just did" He mewed. "I'm going to perform it once more on you before I show you the steps to do it and then you try it on me" Jaggedspring quickly lept at her swiped at her legs and knocked her off balance once more. "Okay so first come at me and swipe at my legs. Attempt to knock me down." He instructed.
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She gave him a silent nod then rushed towards him swatting at his paws quickly and nimbly to try and knock him off balance. "Like that," she questioned.
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December 3rd, 2018, 03:20 PM
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Re: WindClan Training Moor
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She gave him a silent nod then rushed towards him swatting at his paws quickly and nimbly to try and knock him off balance. "Like that," she questioned.
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Jaggedspring moved slightly. "Good enough it's your first try anyways" He mewed. "Now if you knock me off balance all the way I want to see if you can use a move once I've been knocked down. I want to see if you know a type of move to use when you've knocked down your opponent" He instructed.
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December 3rd, 2018, 07:41 PM
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Re: WindClan Territory
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Originally Posted by Tav the red-nosed pickle
Seeing her snowy mentor trot over to her side and get even the slightest bit closer put Shrikepaw on edge. When Cottonspirit asked his question her eyes couldn't help but roll back too, as she frowned and pawed at the cool ground. "I d-dunno, the same ones you smell?" She mumbled, her usually lifeless tone dripping with snarky undertones. Truly, Shrikepaw couldn't find a cat that annoyed her more. It was kinda weird, but anyways, it didn't matter. All that mattered was getting back to Windclan and her nest, where a cloud-filled dream duly awaited her. It was a comforting thought. Nonetheless, though, it was not enough to soothe the growing feeling of stress that had started to overtake her ever since they started walking through the territory. It's just because I don't like Cottonspirit. A believable lie, but a lie nevertheless.
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He scoffed at her remark, "Oh of course you do! But think, flowers, rabbits!" He mewed in a peppy tone that lightened his own spirits even more then they were. Cottonspirit tilted his head back up to the sky noticing a patch of heather that they could play in some time. He smiled at Shrikepaw, "Now! Flowers or rabbits?" He asked happily as he twitched his white tail back and fourth happily as he awaited her response. But he knew that she hated him, but she didn't care at all. This was a good time for him.
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December 3rd, 2018, 09:04 PM
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Re: WindClan Training Moor
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Originally Posted by *Lazy Carrot*
Jaggedspring moved slightly. "Good enough it's your first try anyways" He mewed. "Now if you knock me off balance all the way I want to see if you can use a move once I've been knocked down. I want to see if you know a type of move to use when you've knocked down your opponent" He instructed.
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She did as instructed and knocked her mentor over by swiping at his paws, once he was on the ground she used her back legs to "claw" at his belly (her claws sheathed). She used one front paw to hold him down and the other to paw at his face.
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December 4th, 2018, 02:44 PM
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Re: WindClan Training Moor
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Originally Posted by Cave
She did as instructed and knocked her mentor over by swiping at his paws, once he was on the ground she used her back legs to "claw" at his belly (her claws sheathed). She used one front paw to hold him down and the other to paw at his face.
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Jaggedspring shook her off and smiled. "Great job on that" He mewed. "You get the concept and now we shall make it somewhat more complex." He mewed. Not tell her once more he just jumped at her and knocked her off balance and held her down with both front paws and used his back paws to claw at her belly claws sheathed of course. He then jumped straight backward. "See hold the enemy down with two paws just so then they have a less advantage of moving at that point." Jaggedspring explained. "Okay now try it on me" He instructed.
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December 4th, 2018, 11:36 PM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
For the last few days since his warrior ceremony, Lynxtalon just been a little overconfident. His usual conceitedness went to an entire new level because he felt that since he was a warrior, then he didn't need to listen to anyone. It almost made him just want to cause trouble, just so he could bother to mess with those who were still apprentices. The tom would walk with his head held high, long limbs and short pelt dancing in the wind slightly. His whiskers would twitch, and sometimes he'd greet others with a smile on by. He was still pretty friendly, that was never going to change, but once you got to know Lynxtalon, then you could more than see how much he went through extreme measures of displaying how awesome he was.
Along with being a warrior...also meant the available mollies that wouldn't see him as some little apprentice anymore. He basically had a whole lake filled with any fish he could chose to be with...that was a metaphor, for the mollies his eyes would glaze over once he passed them. They were all so cute, he couldn't even decide on which one he wanted to talk to. This wasn't like flirting with apprentices when he was one. These were warrior mollies. Older and much more experienced...he was in for a worldwide of desires. He found himself lounging in the area, in plain sight as he cared little to hide within the tall grass of the moorlands. He sat with his tail wrapped around his paws, eyes glancing every corner to see who could be his victim today. There were a lot of pretty mollies in the area, he just didn't know which one he wanted to choose from.
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December 5th, 2018, 08:00 AM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by Brilliance
For the last few days since his warrior ceremony, Lynxtalon just been a little overconfident. His usual conceitedness went to an entire new level because he felt that since he was a warrior, then he didn't need to listen to anyone. It almost made him just want to cause trouble, just so he could bother to mess with those who were still apprentices. The tom would walk with his head held high, long limbs and short pelt dancing in the wind slightly. His whiskers would twitch, and sometimes he'd greet others with a smile on by. He was still pretty friendly, that was never going to change, but once you got to know Lynxtalon, then you could more than see how much he went through extreme measures of displaying how awesome he was.
Along with being a warrior...also meant the available mollies that wouldn't see him as some little apprentice anymore. He basically had a whole lake filled with any fish he could chose to be with...that was a metaphor, for the mollies his eyes would glaze over once he passed them. They were all so cute, he couldn't even decide on which one he wanted to talk to. This wasn't like flirting with apprentices when he was one. These were warrior mollies. Older and much more experienced...he was in for a worldwide of desires. He found himself lounging in the area, in plain sight as he cared little to hide within the tall grass of the moorlands. He sat with his tail wrapped around his paws, eyes glancing every corner to see who could be his victim today. There were a lot of pretty mollies in the area, he just didn't know which one he wanted to choose from.
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It's only a moon Mothy, only a moon. She had to keep reminding herself that, soon she would be a warrior like her friends. Larkhowl, Rowanspring, and now Lynxtalon. She didn't have any friends. Okay, so there was Cloudedpaw, he was one or two moons younger than her, but he was, well different, he needed to loosen up a little bit. She could go hang out with him, and quite honestly, she should be training. Her mentor though, probably wasn't even aware of her existence. She could hunt, quite well if they were ground rodents, and acceptable hunting a rabbit with someone else. She couldn't fight though, which was very unfortunate. She hoped there wouldn't be need for fighting, but it was all in the name warrior. Way too much fighting even in the name. She sighed. She still wanted to be a warrior.
Mothpaw looked around, searching for maybe Cloudedpaw. She assumed that he would at least bore her to death with what he said. That didn't matter though, at least he wasn't going to go around flirting with any warrior she-cat he lay eyes on. She didn't see him, and she assumed that he was talking to his brother or Oriolepaw. He could be training with his mentor. Then she saw someone else, someone she would much prefer to talk to. Lynxtalon! She didn't bother to wonder what he was doing, she just ran towards him, and skidded to a halt right in front of him. "Lynxtalon," she purred, trying out the name. "How are you? I haven't seen you since you became a warrior!"
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December 5th, 2018, 09:55 AM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
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Crowmask walked out of the leaders den. The deputy had just finish discussing things with the leader, but he felt like at least some good had come out of it if anything. He had figured out what Blazingstar planned to do about Riverclan. Even though he did not completely believe that Riverclan would just leave them be, he could not do anything about what the leader said. It also meant he would have to adjust his plans to fit this, because he had originally thought they would eradicate Riverclan completely. It was not a huge deal though. There would surely be more opportunities.
The deputy wondered if he should check the borders as he had planned,but it was already getting late.If he left now,he did not think he would be able to get back until after the sun had set. After some thought,he decided he would set up a patrol tonight and go with a group instead of just himself going.It would be much more efficient with a group if he picked the right cats. He looked around at the cats around him, deciding which ones would be good for the patrol.
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