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Thank you so much to everyone who participated in this year’s gift exchange! As always, your creations were absolutely wonderful and you never fail to blow me away with your talent and creativity! To find your name in...
Okay, so this post is a little later than what I would’ve wanted, but I’ve had a busy week 😛 I’m also a little tired, so, only one cat pic this time 😛 You’re getting plenty from Cadvent, anyway...
The seventh edition of the Blog Monthly is here – written by Lil, fresh off the printing press Hello, everyone!! The Blog Monthly is back and better than ever! I hope you all love this edition, in my opinion it is one...
Fallowpaw defends Appledusk.
Bristleflight shares their thoughts on their favourite character.
Blackkit crossed the nursery to find some kits to play with. “Hi!” Blackit called,”May I join your game?”
Darkpaw gazed around. I should probably sleep now. She then proceeded to walk to her nest, but an unfamiliar rustle interrupted her.
Thunderkit padded out of the nursery and hurried over to some kits playing a game. “Hi! Can I play?” The other kits looked at each other because they knew that Thunderkit was strange. Thunderkit stood there, shifting his paws, waiting for an answer.
(Im just gonna start rp-ing cuz u never said other wise. Okay that sounded rude. I didnt mean it that way)
I accepted your character, so you are good to go!
(hey Crimsonpaw, I sent in a comment on the character creation page, can you go approve it? Thanks!)
You’re accepted!
In response to Crystalspirit on the other page:
“Wait, wait, wait! You don’t want to figure out what’s going to happen with Hawkpaw first? Do you want us to talk to TurmericClan about you and their medicine cat trading places in SlateClan every now and then?” Crimsonstar meowed.
When Crystalspirit didn’t answer, Crimsonstar sighed.
“Let me call a Clan meeting,” she decided, leaping on top of Largerock. “All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather together in front of Largerock for a Clan meeting!”
Stormsong instantly pads over, hoping that Crystalspirit has a response in mind.
[I’m unsigned, lol]
Ignore this! I will just make a bigger announcement since no one except Stormsong saw this!
( Since I can’t do italic, if I write between dashes that means Cloudpaw’s thinking. For example, – hello -)
Cloudpaw slowly awoke from her nest. -What the heck is going on? I thought nighttime was for sleeping!- Just like always, she stayed in her nest a while after she woke up. Eventually, she was filled in by eavesdropping on her leader and deputy. Clearly, this was enough to get her out of bed.
“SlateClan needs Crystalspirit because Needlewish is dying?” She said half to herself from the front of the den.
There’s a code for italics.
It’s:
{i} write here {/i}
except you use > and < but do them the opposite direction of what I put when going from left to right… instead of {}
The space between the words that you write and the code is not necessary, that doesn’t matter.
I hope this was helpful! 🙂
Thanks! It sure was 😛
yes thanks
Of course! Anytime! 🙂
Announcement:
By the way, I am going to be inactive until probably Monday since I am going up to my family’s vacation house this weekend, so please, please be patient with me in the roleplay if I can’t reply to you or approve your character during that time! You guys can still roleplay, I just will take a bit to respond! Thanks everyone!
No problem! Have a great weekend at your vacation home!
[All right; you’re good! 👍👌]
“Can I play?” squeaked Thunderkit.
heccck how long has my cat been sleeping?😵😵😵
Hawkpaw rose up. He saw his mentor speaking with another cat. He reckognized the clan leader. He didn’t want to eavesdrop, so he went to collect some catmint.
The second he stepped into the forest, so many smells and scents overwhelmed him. He tried to remember where the catmint was. The would need it for the coming leafbare. He grabbed as many as he could, wrapped them up and put them away. He noticed SlateClan cats outside their camp and walked towards them, teeth bared.
“What do you want?” He asked sharply. Then he realized they were within the three tail-lengths of the border. He quickly stopped being aggressive and asked, “Hope you don’t mind me asking, but what are you doing here?”
Srry I’ve got to go be inactive
(I’ m going to be a loner that becomes Crookedmoon if that’s okay)
Moon wandered the forest, and scented some unfamiliar scents. Must be those warrior cats that live around here. Maybe I should go say hi. Moon stepped out of the shade of the tree, and watched three cats talking to someone. Moons couldn’t see who they were talking to, but she heard a voice farther ahead.
Darkpaw bristled, but then relaxed as she realized that it was only a cat brushing past. She curled up in her nest, oblivious to her surroundings, then closed her eyes, darkness dragging her to sleep.
(Also who’s Darkpaw’s mentor? )
(Um, let me get back to you on that…)
Thunderkit padded along, sad because the kits wouldn’t let him play. Why are they so mean? Why can’t- heyyyy, I have never been in the apprentice den! He sneaked into the den, and promptly tripped over Darkpaw, waking her up
Cloudpaw awoke because of all the noise, confused. Why is everyone so determined to wake me up? Realizing it was just a kit exploring camp, she asked him in a groggy voice, “Hey, Thunderkit, what’re you doing here?“
Moonpaw walked to the fresh-kill pile with Frostypaw.
Moonpaw mewed to him,” Can i show you something?”
( I’ve been inactive for so long, I’m sorry )