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loupnoir
November 3rd, 2017, 07:55 PM
please do not post here until the the roleplay commences.
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loupnoir
November 6th, 2017, 04:17 PM
(bump up
roleplay had commenced)

lone
November 8th, 2017, 04:46 PM
A yawning and half-exhausted she cat stumbled into the clearing, shaking her head as though she were trying to rid it of some dizziness, her expression more bored then anything else as she moved along. Eventually Macenmors reached a spot in the clearing (one of her favorite spots) and settled down, tail wrapped around her paws and a friendly expression on her features. That was, as friendly as the medicine cat could manage. The leaves in her ears rustled as she shook her head once more, and she stopped when she heard them. Ever since she was young, Macenmors had thought about having those leaves. And having them? Well, that was much different then she had expected. (open)

A fierce feline burst into the clearing, with more energy then her expression then anything else, carrying a bird that was larger then her paw - probably twice the size, though it wasn't quite as big as Isolde's ego must have been in that moment. Modesty was not a virtue that this particular she cat carried, especially when it came to bragging about her own catches. She seemed to uphold herself as some sort of an angel in that sense, constantly thinking that she was better because her catches might be a little bigger then the next cat's. Yet Isolde was a valuable member of RabbitClan, despite her rudeness and often annoying personality. Maybe there was something to be done with her after all. The bird was quickly deposited on the fresh kill pile, along with another smug smile, and then Isolde was off to another part of the clearing, no doubt to brag about her catch. (open)

A tom who appeared to be looking for someone to approach was sitting in one of the spots of the clearing that shot get busier throughout the day - at least, that was his hope. There was a friendly expression on his features, and it made him look quite approachable. Thank goodness, because sometimes approaching Garian could seem more scary. Despite the fact that he was nothing but gentle, sometimes the tom thought his unique appearance would throw others off of him. And he might be right, perhaps smaller cats weren't too happy with the way he seemed to be so different then others. It's such a pretty morning, was the first thought that came to the tom's mind. His dark coloring would warm easier in the sun, but that didn't matter to Garian - not at all. (open)

Mazarinefinne had just woken up, and looked a good deal more tired then the other cats in the clearing - she could see the medicine cat, and a few others roaming around. Most looked fairly tired, but Mazarinefinne? She must have had them all beat. She looked twice as exhausted as anyone else! Now, what was the reason for this apprentice's exhaustion? Well, there was a simple explanation, which was that Mazarinefinne had gotten up in the middle of the night, gone on a walk, and then had been awoken earlier that morning before managing to get back to sleep. There was no spark in this she cat's expression, just tiredness and a sort of longing... probably to go back to sleep! Still, she supposed there was no harm in grabbing something to eat before she made a decision about her day... right? (open)

Keziahjoie loved being a queen. She loved everything about it, and she was especially glad not to be a warrior now. It would make things more difficult. The gentle feline settled down in another part of the clearing, one that was more isolated, but that would be easy for any possible companions to join her in. She was looking foward to a good conversation, and then perhaps a nap later on - Keziahjoie hadn't been very hungry lately, but that didn't worry her. Most likely she would be fine. A soft and sweet smile was visible on her maw as she curled her tail around herself and lightly began grooming her chest fur, pushing it down so that it would stop being so unruly! Her black and white fur might be pretty, but it was a hassle when it came time to groom it. (open)