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[W.oH.oB.o]

sandwhisker
she-cat ~ loner ~ tagged: snare

Sandwhisker grinned slightly, somewhat embarrassed by her over-excitement. "Would the log even last long enough to stay here permanently? It's old and is bound to decompose soon, with all the rain making it soggy. The sun's heat certainly won't help once the weather clears up either." She thought about the condition of the log for a moment longer before turning her attention to what Snare had to say. "Yeah. Winters are kinda bad too, but in a different way then summer. Not only are the conditions hard with the snow, there's also the problem of less prey. I don't know which season I dislike more," she meowed.

[Pacific Northwest]

ooc : I'm sure you recognize me, but just in case, it's Cold. Clearly, I changed my avatar and user. XD

tom - loner || forest outside of town - sandwhisker
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After a long resigned sigh, Snare relaxed and sunk onto the padded floor of the cedar. All sorts of leaves and bits had been tracked through either end of the log by many different paws, and now the clutter served as comfortable bedding for the two of them. He rest his tired head upon his paws, still listening to Sandwhisker. "I doubt it." He answered after some time. "It's been lying dead for quite a while. It might not make it into the next season." He shortly added, his eyes drifting to the slightly damp wall that curved over them. The truth of her words were somewhat, troubling to him; Snare was fond of the old log, it was a great den, and he had once lived here for a great length of time, and now he would lose it to the inevitable! Despite his sudden grief, he was quickly comforted by the thought of there being plenty of other dens besides this one. "I believe it's a matter of preference, my dear, but I'd rather be hot and uncomfortable than cold and hungry." Snare softly laughed, turning his attention back to the she cat.

[W.oH.oB.o]

[ I like your new user c: ]

sandwhisker
she-cat ~ loner ~ tagged: snare

Sandwhisker followed Snare's lead and sank down into a more comfortable position among the scattered debris inside the log. While a hollow log wasn't exactly rare, she had never been inside one and regarded it with curious fascination even though there wasn't too much to look at. She slightly wondered if a log that wasn't so old might look different. Were they both just pieces of wood, or did logs change over time? She thought it was the latter; that logs changed subtly over time in shape and size as they got weathered. She assumed Snare would know, as he had been living as a loner for quite some time now and had probably picked up these kinds of facts as he traveled around, but she wasn't certain that he knew and she did not ask. She tilted her head thoughtfully as she pondered his last statement. She'd rather be cold then hot, but she'd also rather be uncomfortable then hungry. Though, between the hungry and hot, which were the things she'd prefer not to feel, she thought that being hungry was worse then being hot, so she decided to ultimately agree with his statement. "You're right, of course," she meowed. "I feel as if I still dislike summer the most, but I think I fear winter the most. If I were forced to choose, I'd take endless summer over endless winter because even though I deeply dislike summer, it isn't as dangerous."

[Pacific Northwest]

ooc : Thank you!! While they're resting, want to start an rp with Lupine and Heron, and maybe one other cat?

tom - loner || old cedar log - sandwhisker
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As the rain outside increased, the heavy drops began drumming steadily across the roof of the log, producing a sound that was both pleasant and soothing to the tom's gray ears. Snare was so intent on listening to her speak, that he was not aware that the combination of noise from the rain, and the smooth voice of the she cat beside him, was beginning to make him drowsy. "Frankly, either option is beyond the boundary of possibility. Because the seasons change in an endless cycle, we won't ever have to make that decision, and I think it's best this way. Without seasons and the order that they occur in, life in the forest would be unbalanced, and many species of plants, and animals would perish from-" his explanation was interrupted by a loud yawn that left his nose stinging and his eyes watering. He shot her a sudden, embarrassed look and wiped his nose on his paw. "Sorry, I guess I got carried away for a second. But, I'd have to agree with you, if an endless season would be so."

[W.oH.oB.o]

[ Sure! Like a 1x1? And who would this other cat be? Sounds interesting though. ]

sandwhisker
she-cat ~ loner ~ tagged: snare

Sandwhisker listened content and happy with slightly closed eyes to Snare's explanation. At a break in the sound of his voice, she looked to see that he had yawned. "No need to apologize. The sound of your voice is kinda nice," she meowed once he had finished speaking. Not that she hadn't been actually listening to the words carried by the voice though. So far, everything he had to say was worthwhile and she enjoyed the company of somebody who wasn't foolish. "Are you tired though?" Who knew how long of a day he had had? First, trying to track down a friend who wasn't there, then meeting somebody he had known a long time ago but hadn't seen till then, and just now having to find shelter from rain. She'd be tired too, if it had happened to her, and she didn't want to keep him from resting if that's what he wanted.

[Pacific Northwest]

ooc : Oh, no. XD I meant as Snare rests, we could switch to rping lupine and heron. I suggested another other cat so someone other than just us could join and rp.

tom - loner || old cedar log - sandwhisker
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Snare forgot what he had just been talking about, and looked shyly at her, his ears burning from her kind words. "I am as equally fond of your voice," grinning demurely, he looked into her friendly green eyes. "Maybe even more." He added quickly. Snare was new to admiration; it had certainly been a while since he had last been complimented, so it was probably a bigger deal to him, than it was to her. She, after all, being as compassionate and lovely as she was, should certainly receive a lot of praise from those she met, and he was going to make sure that did not end, even now that she was here. "Honestly, you are too kind Sandwhisker. Though, I am admittedly, a bit weary from today, what about you?" He asked, even though he couldn't really notice any tiredness in her green eyes.

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[ Sorry for the late reply. I was on vacation w/ no internet.
Oh, sure. Do you have anybody else in mind? Because not a lot of others are active. ]

sandwhisker
she-cat ~ loner ~ tagged: snare

Sandwhisker had never really thought about her own voice, but she was glad to know that it was pleasing, even if it was only pleasing to Snare. "If anybody is too kind, it's you," she meowed in response. "You are the one, after all, who is helping me to leave the uneventful life of a kittypet and is letting me tag along as a companion." The tabby she-cat smiled at him to show her appreciation. "Weary? Not really. But I'm like a kit when it comes to sleeping. As long as I have a comfortable enough place to sleep, I can fall asleep whenever whether I'm tired or not." As if to prove her point, she drew into herself a bit more and rested her head on her paws to put herself into a state halfway between consciousness and unconsciousness.

heron
tom ~ darkclan ~ sharp-claw ~ tagged: lupine

Heron made his way back to the DarkClan camp. The patrol with Roger, Ravyne, and Birch had been only partially successful. They had found scent of Crystal and the MistClan leader that was stale enough to be linked to the time when Crystal had disappeared. That probably meant that Crystal was in MistClan... whether forcefully or not, the patrol had not been able to tell. It was either an incredible coincidence that Crystal and Mistystar had run into each other at the same time, or Crystal was a traitor. Overall, they had found out what Mistystar had done, but not why or even if she had meant to do something else that was not done. It irked him that the MistClan leader had the gut to carry out something so near the border. Did she think DarkClan was weak? Ha! DarkClan was smaller, admittedly, but they were most definitely not weak. He was immersed so deeply into his thoughts that he did not notice Lupine until he had stumbled into her. Still a bit confused about the situation that had happened earlier, he warily took a step back and muttered a quick sorry.

[Pacific Northwest]

ooc : Oh, it's fine! I hope you had a great time! See anything unusual?

But, yeah, thats what i mean... i was trying to catch anybody's interest in case they were reading the ooc.
Do you think I should pm everybody, and ask them if they're still interested in our thread??

tom - loner || old cedar log - sandwhisker
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Still blushing, he could find no other words to give her other than an embarrassed yet, beholden smile. Surely, he did not deserve all of this appreciation, but he did not have the heart to deny her thankfulness for his actions, because, he too, was grateful of her company. He watched her now, through half closed eyes; demonstrating how she could fall asleep as easily as a kit, and soon he found himself drifting off to sleep, a grin still on his lips.

she cat - darkclan - sharp claw || edge of camp - heron
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Lupine had been sitting staring at the middle of camp, thinking about leaving to go hunting by herself when somecat bumped into her, stepping right on her tail. She leaped to her paws, about to hiss with protest, until she turned and saw the young, grey and white face of Heron, looking as surprised as she was. Lupine quickly dismissed the accident, and offered him a friendly smile. "Hey watch it buddy! Don't ever you look where you're going?!" She croaked sounding like an old cat, trying to imitate an irritated elder reacting to the situation, except she was only joking to amuse him.

[W.oH.oB.o]

[ I saw a moose which was pretty cool.
If you want to, I think it might help. I'm just really surprised that its lasted this long lol. Almost three years! ]

heron
tom ~ darkclan ~ sharp-claw ~ tagged: lupine

Relieved that Lupine was reacting with humor instead of anger or annoyance, Heron smiled back at her. "Sorry, ya old cranky bat," he meowed, which was what he usually wanted to say to elders who reacted unnecessarily offended, but never had the nerve to in fear of getting in trouble. He grinned, just glad that things seemed to be back to normal between them. Dropping the act, he asked, "So, what've you been up to recently? Anything interesting?"

[Pacific Northwest]

ooc : That is certainly something you don't see everyday! Was it a cow or a bull moose?

I will begin right after this, and me too! 3 years is a long time for a rp thread, i would hate for it to die like this. But we can always make new version, right?

she cat - darkclan - sharp claw || edge of camp - heron
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Lupine laughed, his eye catching hers. She considered her answer carefully before telling him because, her day had honestly been uneventful and something exciting had yet to happen. "Not particularly..." She told him, adding a dramatic yawn. "But I have something in mind, if you're interested, and no, it doesn't involve catmint this time." she teased, remembering the last time she was in the forest with him, but she mentioned no more about that incident, because it was probably embarrassing for him to talk about it. She would just make sure they weren't even around the area when she and Heron left camp together again.