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Re: Ready, Set, GO! (Windclan Race Event!)
•°—————°• Quailpaw!
WindClan Apprentice
She-cat • She/Her • 6 moons
10/100
❝ Pfft, there's no way you're better than me! ❞
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Quailpaw trotted forward, gathering with everyone else. "Sorry if I'm late," she mumbled mostly to herself with a grin. "I was just basking in the glory of knowing that I'll win."
Quailpaw noticed that Cloverkit was nearby, as well as several other cats who hater her, which changed her smirk to a disgusted frown. Nevermind them, she thought. I can win anyways. Surely I've gotten faster since the Nursery incident.
•°—————°• Quailpaw!
WindClan Apprentice
She-cat • She/Her • 6 moons
10/100
❝ Pfft, there's no way you're better than me! ❞
|~~~~~~~~~|
Quailpaw trotted forward, gathering with everyone else. "Sorry if I'm late," she mumbled mostly to herself with a grin. "I was just basking in the glory of knowing that I'll win."
Quailpaw noticed that Cloverkit was nearby, as well as several other cats who hater her, which changed her smirk to a disgusted frown. Nevermind them, she thought. I can win anyways. Surely I've gotten faster since the Nursery incident.
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Re: Ready, Set, GO! (Windclan Race Event!)
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꧁ᬊᬁᴄᴀʀᴅɪɴᴀʟᴘᴀᴡᬊ᭄꧂ He/They |~| Windclan Apprentice |~| 8 moons |~| Agatha Kitty (Active!!), Kitty Softpaws (Active!!) “Be a voice, not an echo.”
Cardinalpaw looked around, mildly shocked. They hadn't been expecting this many cats to join. "Oh, wow. Okay. Hi everyone. Im assuming if you're here, you're racing. Okay. So, how this will work I will split you guys into groups of 3 or 4. Kits and elders, if you guys could like, show me that you're existent by stepping to the side, so I can count you all, thatd be awesome, thanks loves. Okay! So! We'll be going out to the moor for this, as there isnt enough room for us to race in camp plus Twilightstar wouldn't be happy either. So thank Starclan we have warriors or I'm not sure how this would work. Okay, before we get out to the moors, I'll split you guys into groups. Like I said, No pushing or shoving. If you do, you'll be disqualified. While it would be ever so slighty funny, there would be no chance of you winning anyways. Got that? Great! I'll be joining, for, yknow, fun." Cardinalpaw looked down at Quailpaw with a grin momentarily at that last part. Between him and..uh..Starclan, he just wanted to beat(not physically)that pride out of the younger apprentice. So he'd join. "Oh, by the way, elders and kits, you guys will race
in camp. So after our races, you guys will. So you'll have to wait a bit, I'm afraid." He said. Cardinalpaw always had to have little side notes after his main yapping spree, didn't he?
Duckthroat had been laying in the clearing lounging when he heard a young voice call out. His eyes fixed onto where the noise was coming from ah Cardinalpaw hm a race he was a bit old as much as he wanted to he wouldn’t be able to keep up though whenever Cardinalpaw mentioned a elder race his interest was piqued
OPEN
Peonyravine smiled at Duckthroat “Hello, old friend. How has it been since we last talked?" friendly as always, was old Peonyravine
•°—————°• Quailpaw!
WindClan Apprentice
She-cat • She/Her • 6 moons
10/100
❝ Pfft, there's no way you're better than me! ❞
|~~~~~~~~~|
Quailpaw trotted forward, gathering with everyone else. "Sorry if I'm late," she mumbled mostly to herself with a grin. "I was just basking in the glory of knowing that I'll win."
Quailpaw noticed that Cloverkit was nearby, as well as several other cats who hater her, which changed her smirk to a disgusted frown. Nevermind them, she thought. I can win anyways. Surely I've gotten faster since the Nursery incident.
Ashkit spotted Quailpaw and trodded towards him. Maybe, but just a small maybe, he could try and make her better tempered. “Hello, you’re Quailpaw right?” He asked. “I’m the kit who was in the nursery. Mossball match.” the kit tried to not make her remember too much of that day. “Do you remember?” That was an useless question, as he was sure that Quailpaw remembered.
Silverfur would pace up and flop at the front. "Ah but I'm so fast I don't look like I'm moving but I've already won this race" she would chuckle. "Just give me whatever the prize is, I'm going to win it"
Duckthroat-106 Moons
Duckthroat smiled kindly at the other cat “I’ve been swell more cats have came and visited me there was a eccentric little kit named maggotkit who demanded stories hah it was enjoyable”..””How about you?”he asks while shifting slightly to the side so cardinalpaw can count him
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꧁ᬊᬁᴄᴀʀᴅɪɴᴀʟᴘᴀᴡᬊ᭄꧂ He/They |~| Windclan Apprentice |~| 8 moons |~| Agatha Kitty (Active!!), Kitty Softpaws (Active!!) “Be a voice, not an echo.”
Cardinalpaw looked around, mildly shocked. They hadn't been expecting this many cats to join. "Oh, wow. Okay. Hi everyone. Im assuming if you're here, you're racing. Okay. So, how this will work I will split you guys into groups of 3 or 4. Kits and elders, if you guys could like, show me that you're existent by stepping to the side, so I can count you all, thatd be awesome, thanks loves. Okay! So! We'll be going out to the moor for this, as there isnt enough room for us to race in camp plus Twilightstar wouldn't be happy either. So thank Starclan we have warriors or I'm not sure how this would work. Okay, before we get out to the moors, I'll split you guys into groups. Like I said, No pushing or shoving. If you do, you'll be disqualified. While it would be ever so slighty funny, there would be no chance of you winning anyways. Got that? Great! I'll be joining, for, yknow, fun." Cardinalpaw looked down at Quailpaw with a grin momentarily at that last part. Between him and..uh..Starclan, he just wanted to beat(not physically)that pride out of the younger apprentice. So he'd join. "Oh, by the way, elders and kits, you guys will race
in camp. So after our races, you guys will. So you'll have to wait a bit, I'm afraid." He said. Cardinalpaw always had to have little side notes after his main yapping spree, didn't he?