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  • So, if you find this, I assume you want to be part of kaidas role play?
    If not, move along, not much to see here.
    So. Kaidas. Kaida is a female name, meaning small dragon.
    So, basically, there are a few towns, all under the rule of the royal family; draconagan.
    King Emile draconagan is extreamly respected, and is considered to be rude to citezens.
    Queen aurora ember draconagan the second is extreamly butiful, and cold. She won’t take anyone’s feelings into account on making decisions, exept for a few.
    Princess Angelina ivory draconagan the third. A rebellious, but kind princess, that dislikes her parents.

    Emile has light blond hair, and a fluffy beard and orange eyes. He owns no dragons.
    Aurora has black hair and stunning green eyes, she owns no dragons.
    Angie (Angelina) has dark brown hair, dyed white, with orange eyes. She owns bix and bex, the classic rock, and artist dragons.
    In the RP, I will most often play as Angie.

    They all attend a school called Phoenix academy.
    There they learn normal school stuff, like maths, literature, history ect, and dragon stuff, like magic and training.
    If you want me to design you a kaida, just ask me, and give me a word/phrase ect to work with.

    The role play will start when you guys are ready.
    Have a good day/night

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  • Claim unless you are still using this Willow! Plz let me know, if you don’t respond in 3 days imma claim this

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  • Claim! idk if i said this already my computer can be weird but just in case

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  • welcome to my short story contest!
    this is this week’s subject!:
    [spoiler title=”this week’s subject”] ships that never happened[/spoiler]
    so basically,
    [spoiler title=”what your gonna be doing:”] so basically for example lets say that heatherpaw (heathertail) and lionpaw (lionblaze) worked out so you would write how it worked out,but instead chose your favorite ship that never happened [/spoiler]
    good luck!

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    • This is called
      Hell’s Angels (sorry if you count this as “foul language” 🙁 )
      Ivypool took her place in her nest. Please let me end up there. . . She thought. She opened her eyes and there she was. The dark forest. She lifted her nose. Hawkfrost! Yes! She hurried to his loving scent. “Hi Ivypool. I thought you’d never come.” he purred. “Sorry. I was called for Sunset patrol.” she explained. “Stupid clan patrols.” Hawkfrost mumbled. “Oh c’mon. I love ThunderClan. Almost as much as I love you.” Ivypool whispered to him. “And I-” Hawkfrost stopped and sniffed the air. “Hide.” he growled. Ivypool stared at him for a second then hid under ferns. “Hello Hawkfrost. What are you doing here with her? Don’t think I couldn’t see her.” Tigerstar growled. “I was telling her how great she could fight if. . .if she were a little stronger and I was about to teach her more. . .” Hawkfrost stuttered. “Does she need more training? Wasn’t she accepted as a warrior here?” Tigerstar slammed his paw next to his son. Ivypool couldn’t bear to see Hawkfrost yelled at by someone four times his size. She crept from under the bush. “Hello, Tigerstar.” her sweet voice turned cold as she said his name. “This may seem weird but. . .” she glanced at Hawkfrost. His eyes pleaded for her to stay silent. “But I asked for more training. After all, Hawkfrost was my former mentor here.” she kept her voice steady and her paws from shaking. Tigerstar narrowed his eyes and thrust his muzzle to her face. “Very well. I’ll check on you later to see what new training you’re learning.” Tigerstar left the clearing, growling under his breath.
      “Thank you.” Hawkfrost breathed. “Of course. I love you, Hawkfrost. I don’t want to have to leave you.” Ivypool gazed into his blue eyes. “I love you too. But parting and secrecy is all we can handle.” Hawkfrost smiled at Ivypool. She smiled back. They left to go “practice battle moves”.

      A couple moons later
      Who’s the father Ivypool? You never told us!” Cherryfall exclaimed. “Uh it’s Fernsong! And I’ve also named the kits. This grey one will be Dovekit, the white one will be frost kit and the brown tabby will be Hawkkit.” Ivypool looked at her kits. They look kind of. . .faint. . she thought. She squinted her eyes and looked at them. Fernsong stoof beside her, warming up the kits. A jolt of realization struck Ivypool.
      They’re have spirit!

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    • so ik i dont take part in the contest but….. i just wanna do it!

      the darkness of the tunnels
      heatherpaw woke up with a jump. she had to visit lionpaw today! she hopped he wouldn’t be mad, she quickly snuck out of windclan camp and dashed into the tunnel’s. it was so dark she had to rely on her senses, she sensed that lionpaw was already here! she dashed up to him to greet him “sorry im late! i slept in” she said worried “its fine” lionpaw purred “but there is something i need to tell you…”. heatherpaw blinked what could he possibly have to say? “go on” she urged. what if he didn’t want to meet anymore?! “i… im leaving my clan, i want darkclan to be real…” he said softly,his head down. “oh” heatherpaw said surprised. could she possibly leave her clan…? “i…i…” “there’s something else too”lionpaw interrupted. “g-go on..” heatherpaw said quietly. “i’ve always said that we were only friends… but i…” lionaw got cut off “but were more than friends?” heatherpaw blurted out her thoughts “yea…” lionpaw said nervously. “well me too….” heatherpaw replied. could she leave her clan for lionpaw? were they mean’t for each other? “im leaving my clan too,darkclan will be real” she decided. lionpaw just nodded and said “we should make ourselves leader and deputy” “yea, im heatherstar, you can be lionblaze” she mewed and lionblaze dipped his head “we should have more warriors” he added “yes,” heatherstar agreed.

      great now i need to make this a fanfic–

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    • A Beautiful Journey:

      Feathertail padded out of her den, tail already flicking in excitement of today. It was the first Gathering since she had gotten back from the journey to the SunDrown place. She drooped slightly at the memory. Stonefur, she thought, heart heavy. Her brother had died to save a Tribe that wasn’t his and she had been left to pick up the pieces, and to tell her father. That had been the hardest part, telling Graystripe his only son was dead. She shook off the memories, focusing on the here and now, on Crowpaw. A slight purr slipped out at the thought of him. Keeping him on her mind, she leapt into the river with a splash, feelings lightning as the water washed over her silver tabby pelt. Ducking under the water, relishing the feeling for another moment before she glanced at her Clanmates around her. Her stress began to melt away with the soothing waves as she pulled herself out of the current, giving her waterlogged fur a quick shake.
      (Later, at the gathering)……….
      Crowfeather walked into the gathering, scanning the clearing for a familiar face, finally finding the sky-blue eyes that had haunted his thoughts. He quickly raced over to her, relieved that she was okay.
      “Feathertail,” he greeted with a purr.
      “Crowpaw,” she said with a grin, “I needed to ta–”
      “Crowfeather now,” he corrected, “I got it in honor of you because even if we couldn’t be together, I needed to have some reminder of you.” He added, voice softer, shyer even, if the word could be used to describe anything about the black-tom. Her eyes widened and she flushed,
      “About that,” she began. “I want to make it work, us work. We can explore the world together. Just the two of us, so long as we check back every so often on my father.” Crowfeather started to speak but was cut off by his own purr of happiness.
      “That’s all I could ever wish for,” he whispered, pressing up against her, his heartbeat slowing to beat in time with hers.

      (8 moons later)………………………
      Feathertail walked across the open moor, tail entwined with her love’s. It had been like this for almost 9 moons, just the two of them but she was ready for a change. She paused, turning her blue eyes to his. “Are you ready to have some new cats travel with us on our journey,” she questioned, trembling slightly. Crowfeather’s eyes widened,
      “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” He asked, amazement coloring his tone. She nodded slightly, not daring to say the words aloud. “We are going to have kits!” He whispered, the blue depths of his eyes beginning to glow. “We are going to be parents!” He shouted, Feathertail met his words with a purr.
      “You’re going to have to share me,” she teased.
      “I don’t think I’ll mind,” he said, more softly this time, “I don’t think I’ll mind at all.”

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    • I love the prompt! 😀
      Here’s my entry! 🙂

      Survivor

      Ow. Ouch.
      Throbbing pain in her whole body and aces in her muscles awoke Feathertail.
      What happened? She thought, her mind feeling as if it were full of cobwebs. Fighting to remember, Feathertail got a sudden blast of fear. She saw Crowpaw, his grey black pelt standing out from the silver rocks, cornered, no where to run, no where to hide. His dark blue eyes darted from side to side, and then he looked up- looked up at her, the panic in his eyes fading into love.
      If you remain safe, then I will go to the paws of StarClan happy. Feathertail could almost hear what Crowpaw was thinking, those words etched into the depths of his dark eyes. Feathertail froze, her legs shaking, her heart trying to burst…and she heard the whispers.
      You can save him, silver cat. Your time has come.
      Feathertail took a deep breath. If Crowpaw lived, then she’d do it again, and again, no matter the pain, no matter the empty sadness that would fill her if she looked down at the cats she loved and left. But her heart spoke louder then her head this time- usually she was very careful, and thought everything through- Mistyfoot always praised her for her intelligence. Instead, Feathertail shook her head, clearing it of doubts and worries. She leapt, grabbing the jutting rocks, and fell. For a moment, she felt at peace, as she plummeted toward the ground. She closed her eyes, tears springing from her eyes, a sad smile on her face.
      Bam!
      The rock hit the ground hard. So did Feathertail. For a moment, her vision blurred.
      Not now! she told it, fighting to remain conscious. I have to say goodbye!
      Faded scents flooded her nose, muffled by the blood that flowed from her nostrils.
      She felt her brother, licking her shoulder, and then she saw Crowpaw, tears slipping down his face, his eyes clouded with pain. But Feathertail’s pain eased at the sight of Crowpaw, unhurt, alive.
      “Feathertail?” Crowpaw choked.
      Feathertail forced herself to smile.
      “I…I promise…I will try…” Feathertail whispered, blood flowing thickly from her mouth too. “to live..I’ll fight…try to survive…for you…”
      “Feathertail! Don’t leave me!” Crowpaw collapsed and buried his muzzle in her thick fur. “Please. Please Feathertail.”
      She could feel her love shaking with tears and sorrow.
      “I’ll be with you…. always. This way, or ….that.”
      Feathertail gave way to the dark, her last thought being; Oh how I hope his sorrow won’t break him.
      Feathertail remembered everything now. Was she in StarClan? Then why was she feeling so much pain? Forcing her eyelids to open, Feathertail saw dim light filter through the waterfall. She was in the cave! Did she survive after all? Where was Crowpaw? Feathertail felt her heart hammering in her chest. Was he ok? Did Sharptooth get him? What happened?
      Someone padded to her. It was Stoneteller, mountain herbs in his mouth. He dropped them, and beamed at Feathertail!
      “You’re awake!” He mewed. “Thank the tribe of endless hunting! You saved us all from Sharptooth!”
      Feathertail blinked. She had?
      “Where’s Crowpaw?” She asked.
      Stoenteller’s eyes brimmed with sorrow. “They left for their forest home. Few days ago. Said they could not wait any longer.”
      Feathertail felt some anger bubble far down below, a feeling she did not enjoy at all.
      Fur-brain! They had to go save the forest! she shook her head, and winced.
      “Rest. I’ll get you some prey”
      Feathertail laid back down on her soft nest, and closed her eyes. Crowpaw was safe. As long as he was, she was at peace.

      “Feathertail?” A dim shape slipped into the nursery.
      “I’m here, Crowfeather.”
      Feathertail felt new energy surge into her bones at the sight of her mate. Crowfeather appeared in a beam of warm light. His handsome face sparkled at the sight of Feathertail and his new kits.
      When Crowpaw came back with the Clans to the Trible of rushing water’s home, Feathertail felt like she could lift the world, she was so joyful. And when Crowpaw told her that he had named himself after her, asking Tallstar for his suffix to be feather!
      And when they had arrived at the lake, Crowfeather joined RiverClan so he could be mates with her. Crowfeather turned out to love fish, and he also loved to swim. True, he missed his birth Clan from time to time, but all he needed was for Feathertail to sit by his side to cheer him up. And now, Feathertail had kitted Crowfeather’s kits, and they were a true family now. Crowfeather nuzzled Feathertail, and they both purred loudly.
      “How is she?” Crowfeather asked between purrs.
      “She’s doing great. She might need a bit of borage, but other then that- Congratulations, Crowfeather, you have three healthy kits!” Mothwing said, purring too.
      Willowpaw was bouncing on her paws, her eyes gleaming with joy.
      “That was amazing!” She said to her mentor. Mothwing gave her apprentice a lick.
      “Yes, it was.”
      “What should we name them?” Crowfeather asked.
      Feathertail gave the first kit a lick. It was a she-cat, silver tabby like Feathertail with a busy tail. “How about Jaykit for her?”
      “It’s perfect!”
      The next one was smokey black, like Crowfeather, with a busy tail. She was a she-cat too.
      “Breezekit?” Crowfeather suggested.
      Feathertail purred her agreement.
      “And Moonkit for the last one?”
      The last was a she-cat too, pale silver, and slim, like Crowfeather.
      Crowfeather nodded, and laid down beside Feathertail, licking her affectionately, purring.
      They were mates, a family, and they were happy.

      Enjoy! I hope you like it! 😀
      (Also, Jaykit and Breezekit have nothing to do with the real Jayfeather and Breezepelt!)

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    • (ahhh, i typed stone instead of storm. smh, In my thing it is supposed to be Stormfur in the beginning, my bad.)

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  • My entry, based on Jayfeather x Half Moon. Called Forgotten Love

    Jayfeather’s heart skipped a beat as he looked down from the clouds and the stars, and down to the familiar camp he had been just a few heartbeats before.
    It’s over. I’m dead.
    He looked around. It felt so weird to be around cats he’d never met before. With a lump of emotion in his throat, Jayfeather looked back down and to the ThunderClan camp.
    His lifeless body seemed so feeble as it lay in the middle of camp. I can’t believe I’m dead. As Alderheart, his apprentice, stepped up in front of his body, Jayfeather couldn’t look anymore.
    With tears prickling the corner of his eyes, he put his head down and sprinted across the starry world and into the dark forest. Jayfeather sat down, feeling lost, lonely, and forgotten.
    “Everyone I love is gone,” he whispered aloud. A silvery tear trickled down his cheek and slid to the ground with a small splash. “I’m all alone.”
    He stood like that for a long moment, starring ahead at the stars in the sky. A half moon made its way across the clouds, shining down onto Jayfeather.
    “No, you’re not.”
    Jayfeather whirled around. He faced a beautiful white she-cat with emerald green eyes that reflected perfect stars. A familiar scent filled the air. His heart dropped so low, and his blue eyes grew wide. A new lump of emotion took over his entire body, and words refused to come out of his mouth.
    The white cat let out a small, loving purr and padded across to him. “Yes, Jay’s Wing. It’s me. Half Moon. I’ve been waiting for you, forever.”
    Tears spilled out of Jayfeather’s eyes uncontrollably. “Half Moon? Is it really you?”
    Half Moon licked Jayfeather’s tears and rested her tail on his flank comfortingly. “Of course,” she whispered. “I told you that we’d meet someday.”
    Jayfeather threw his paws around her, purring louder than he’d ever had before. “I love you so much,” he wailed. “So, so, so, so much! You don’t know how much!”
    He longed for her answer, and as he stared once more into her loving green eyes, his heart melted. He couldn’t be mean and grumpy anymore. He couldn’t be heartbroken anymore. He had him. And this time, she’d never leave him.
    Jayfeather fixed his gaze back on Half Moon. She let out a small purr and curled her body around his. “I couldn’t love you more.”
    At these words, his full heart overflowed, and he allowed himself to shuffle closer to Half Moon. 
    Closer, and closer.
    Until their hearts touched.

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  • ANNOUNCEMENT:
    [spoiler title=”the announcement “] hello! so the last day to enter is friday,if you need more time please please tell me!! also if you made a comment/story check if it’s still there because it might have left because of yesterday [/spoiler]

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