ShadeClan v.z2.0 - Warrior Cats RP - Semi ℓit - NowAccepting

[Guest]

A s h c l o u d . . .
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F e r n f u r . . .
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W i l d f l o w e r . . .
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S m o k e f u r . . .
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P a l e - e y e . . .
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N e t t l e k i t . . .
Nettlekit tugged away from her mother and opened her eyes. They were a lovely, rich, deep teal color, and shimmered up at her mother and father as she mewled gibberish. Hello? I want to get out! I want to go! Her tiny claws slid in and out of her paws as she batted her mother's belly. Ashcloud was very approving of this exercise, but the speckled queen was distant to most of her kits, looking at them with almost wistful eyes. Nettlekit stumbled out of the nest and crawled around, staggering over to Nightshade and curling herself around one of his monstrous paws, a simple scrap of dark brown tabby fur against his giant black foot. She'd heard the name of this tom so many times in her mother's sleep, and was constantly trying to process how to say it, when to say it, and why to say it. She felt a strong bond to this large ebony cat curled around her mother's warm body. She knew he was also a part of her life, but didn't know how major just yet. Nettlekit peered up at him with her enormous eyes that would remind anyone of an owl's. She was about to speak her first word. And when she did, it was not a squeak, nor was it a squeal. It was a meow. A firm, attention-calling, somewhat mature for her young age kind of a meow.
"Nightshade."

[Shiverice]

OOC: Okay ^^ How long will the prophecy take? Puddlekit could start as a warrior apprentice and then later on become a medicine cat apprentice.

[Guest]

[ Shadow said she'd think about it, that we'd have to discuss it. I don't really want Wildflower to have an apprentice until the RP really, really kicks off and we're at a certain number of pages. The prophecy may take a while to fulfill. ]

[Shiverice]

OOC: Okay, Puddle can just dream of becoming a medicine cat. She'll stay a warrior, but she won't be a very good one X3

[Guest]

[ She could assist Wildflower. ;) Wildflower could use assistance. ]

[Shiverice]

OOC: That works too ^^ She'll be a partial kinda medicine cat. Like an emergency medicine cat, so she can do simple things like treat a cut when Wildflower is gone. But she'll mainly be a normal warrior ^^

[MintCat]

(Sorry for not responding.... I was kinda busy.... Rawr, nuu, I wanted Adderkit to be an meddie apprentice~ :pp)

[Guest]

[ me too hon. ]

[MintCat]

(Wut? X33 Anywho, Bella, how many kits from Ospreyfeather? I'm going to post soon, I just need to find what my cats were doing..... I might be a bit slow; these library computer keys are kinda messed up....)

[MintCat]

Ospreyfeather yawn and streched, woken up by Ashcloud's kits. Opening one eye sleepily, she sighed and, after deciding for a moment, closed it again. She was way to tired for her liking, even though all she did these days was lie around. As sunlight filtered through the nursery entrance, Ospreyfeather groaned and got up. Or at least, tried to. The pregnant queen tried for at least three times, falling over backwards as her swollen belly weighed her down every time. Hissing to herself, she settled for lying dpwn again while propping herself up with her front paws.

Sorrelpaw woke up in a rather bad mood. She didn't feel like actually doing anything, though she wanted something to keep herself busy. Her mentor rarely even spoke to her, and she felt envious of Kestrelsong for being a warrior when she was stuck with the apprentices. Stalking angrily out of the den, the tortoishell she-cat plopped herself down in a sunny spot and started to wash her face.

Blank-kit yawned, rubbing her face with her paws and messing up her rather long fur. Squinting at Ashcloud's nest, she frowned, the fur beginning to rise up on her shoulders. Another day of being woken up by those kits. She thought crossly, I wish they'd sleep in for once....

Adderkit opened his piercing yellow eyes, staring straight at Ashcloud. Opening his small jaws, he let out a small mew. Or was that a hiss? Half-crawling and half-walking out of the nest, the small kit closed his eyes and dozed off, out of the warm and crowded nest that was occupied by way too many cats.