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Post by oddi ★ on Aug 2, 2013 19:11:37 GMT -6
[ Roleplay RiverClan here. You may not play any of the high positions; those are chosen in character.]
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Post by oddi ★ on Aug 4, 2013 9:59:41 GMT -6
[ooc] can i be medicine cat apprentice? c:
candlepaw awoke to sunlight streaming through the small cracks in her den. with a soft yawn, she thought to herself, 'i need to ask a warrior to fix that.' after another moment's rest, feeling the warmth of the sun flood her black and white fur. finally, the medicine cat apprentice sat up, her pale orange eyes fluttering open. after a quick stretch, she slowly padded outside and selected a fish from the fresh-kill pile. she sat down and swept her white-tipped tail around her front paws, nodding to the others before biting down.
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Post by {MOONEH! on Aug 4, 2013 12:17:39 GMT -6
[sure <3]
Swanlake let a stretch overcome her, the silver tabby arching her back slowly. Oh, yeah, she knew her leader was dead. But she was content to call him missing for a little while.
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Post by roxy on Aug 4, 2013 12:20:42 GMT -6
What. The. Hell.
Vicevirtue eyed her leader for a moment, heterochromatic eyes narrowing to slits. She was definitely suspicious of the leader's actions. Sure, she had neutral religion like her leader, but something just wasn't right.
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Post by {MOONEH! on Aug 4, 2013 12:24:59 GMT -6
"Greetings." the said leader replied, shooting Vicevirtue a glance. It was more emotionless than anything, but who cared?
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Post by roxy on Aug 4, 2013 12:27:03 GMT -6
"Good morning," Vicevirtue shot back, her eyes equally as enotionless as her leader's. She didn't want to portray suspicion- her leader was a bomb of C4 waiting to explode.
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Post by {MOONEH! on Aug 4, 2013 12:31:03 GMT -6
Swanlake offered a small forced grin, flicking an ear in her direction. Whatever. She was better than this. "Nice day, ain't it, Candlepaw?" the silver tabby mewed, deciding to bring up a conversation with someone else.
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Post by oddi ★ on Aug 4, 2013 13:26:04 GMT -6
"for sure," candlepaw purred, nibbling n her fish. the young medicine cat apprentice always got kind of jittery around swanlake, always unsure of what would make her angry. she quietly finished her fresh-kill, then stood, trotting over to the medicine cat's den. she sat down and began sorting the herbs gathered yesterday.
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