SunClan
High Position
everything's fine
Posts: 171
Pronouns: He/They
Played By: VioCrow
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Post by Rabbitstar on Oct 21, 2022 2:44:59 GMT -6
“Welcome, apprentices. For this game, you all shall be tasked with finding the prey that Swanmask and I have buried about the area,” Rabbitstar began from his perch on a log that sat in Sunchaser’s meadow. “There are ten pieces of prey hidden about here! Whoever finds the most, wins. Simple as that. Now, keep in mind you needn’t wander beyond the trees just outside the meadow - we’ve taken care not to go any further than that, for convenience. I wish you all luck.”With a swish of his tail, he beckoned the start of the game. “Begin!”Rootpaw& Artificial_Radiance Firepaw
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Post by viocrow on Oct 21, 2022 2:45:18 GMT -6
OOC INSTRUCTIONS: I’d suggest using the dice system for seeking out prey, but feel free to have cats interact with one another! The dice system may also contribute unaccounted for difficulties your cats can run into. Most importantly, have fun!
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SunClan
Posts: 26
Pronouns: He/She
Played By: artificialradiance
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Post by Rootpaw& on Oct 23, 2022 16:30:29 GMT -6
ROOTPAW& ❥ Rootpaw watched anxiously before Rabbitstar signaled for them all to start. He froze a moment, watching the others go about their tracking ahead of him. Get to it, Root! Oh- yes, he probably should put his nose to work. He ducked his head a little anxiously, turning away from the leader as he got to work.
He recognized the smell of mouse from the prey his mother would bring him in the nursery, and quickly - though cautiously still - approached where he hoped to find the prey buried for later.
sunclan — apprentice — healthy
Rootpaw talks in "bold #eb4468" — attack in bold italic #eb4468
Flowerpaw talks in "bold #eb7444" — attack in bold italic #eb7444
Stempaw talks in "bold #eb4468" — attack in bold italic #eb4468 © Artificial_Radiance |
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SunClan
mystery, mystery
Posts: 15
Pronouns: She/It
Played By: VioCrow
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Post by Firepaw on Nov 6, 2022 18:41:57 GMT -6
★——› Firepaw ‹——★ Once Rabbitstar signaled for them to begin their tracking, Firepaw dashed quickly away from the other apprentices and put her nose to work. That's a sparrow, she noted, ears perking quickly as she followed the trail. It was almost easier than she'd expected, tail held high in pride as the disturbed earth hiding the prey caught her eye. Ignoring scents now, she picked up speed once more to claim her prize quickly lest any scavengers try to take it now that she'd found it - a bad plan, she realized, when her paw fell into a small hole she hadn't noticed before, forcing her body to the ground and twisting her paw uncomfortably. Not broken or seriously injured, but enough to slow her down once she pulled herself back up. “Ouch,” she muttered, limping her way forward and beginning to unearth the prey with her unaffected forepaw. |
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