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Kitty's 1X1 search! [18+] (TOILET BOUND HANAKO-KUN CRAVE)

@OliveYou

Aah!! No clue why but that made my day!! !!

please PM me, and we can totally work something out! Honestly im dying to do something with that plot :,D

Kitty's 1X1 search! [18+] (TOILET BOUND HANAKO-KUN CRAVE)

BUMP! gonna try to get to rps tonight under all my workload. added a plot idea!

Kitty's 1X1 search! [18+] (TOILET BOUND HANAKO-KUN CRAVE)

bump again

i added some additional information about me :)

Kitty's 1X1 search! [18+] (TOILET BOUND HANAKO-KUN CRAVE)

Bump! added some stuff.

Creeping Shadows: Warrior Cats

Stagthorn respectfully returned the greeting, a low purr resonating from the tabby's broad chest as he lowered himself into a sitting position as she began to speak, watching her face carefully as he wrapped his thick tail lightly around his large paws, nodding thoughtfully on occasion. Eventually, his face smoothed into one of rare, slight, enlightened amusement.

"Of course, Robinstar." He rumbled, dipping his head, before getting back to his paws, the sweep of his tail scattering the feathers within the fresh kill pile. "I'll be sure to gather a cat or two. As for the hunting patrol, feel free to take who you see fit, but make sure to take Gingerflame, as he's seemed a bit restless as of late." He paused, before adding. "I trust your judgement." Stagthorn meowed, with a final dip of his head, before turning away.

Birchwhisker, appearing from the Nursery, caught his eye.

"Birchwhisker." The deputy rumbled, trotting up to the tom. "Robinstar has informed me that Ashpelt mentioned the possibility of snakes in the camp. Would you assist me in checking the holes blocked up?" He mused.

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Bluetail woke with a start at a voice echoing through the cave, lifting his head with a few tired grumbles, and licking a paw to run over his silver flecked muzzle. Sitting up, the old tom blinked at the blurry shape in the yawning cave opening, blinking until his eyes adjusted.

"Ah, Eagleleap." He called, shakily getting to his paws. "Is your shoulder bothering you again? That was a bit of a rough wrench, y'know." He shook his head, before padding over to Barkpaw, nudging his apprentice awake.

"Wake up, you dormouse. This'll be a good learning experience for you." He grumbled,

Creeping Shadows: Warrior Cats

@AutumnFrost

Aah, hey Autumn! I'm so sorry for my absence! I was on a trip and got way busier than expected! I'm back now :) Would you like me to reply or wait for Jasper?

Creeping Shadows: Warrior Cats

Name: Bluetail
Gender: Male
Rank: Medicine Cat
Appearance: Bluetail is a stocky, gaunt old tom with midlength off white fur dotted with splotches of blue-gray on his chest, paws, muzzle, ears, belly, and tail. He has stormy green, rheumy eyes and various kinks and mats throughout his pelt, as well as kinked whiskers. His most striking trait is his particularly long bushed tail.
Brief Background: Bluetail was born a boisterous and steely kit with a nose for trouble and the means to commit. Never shying away from a chance to see or try something new, he was a restless sleeper and a raring waker. Eventually, however, a harsh run in with a hawk left the kit a hollow, traumatized shell of his former self, hesitant to be apprenticed. Eventually, he was assigned to Hareleaf, Cragclan’s previous medicine cat, and slowly managed to claw through the walls he had built for himself, forming into a bit more of an abrasive, snippy old tom with a slight reputation for airheadity, but a strong dedication to the duties of a medicine cat.
Family: N/A

Creeping Shadows: Warrior Cats

Name: Bluetail
Gender: Male
Rank: Medicine Cat
Appearance: Bluetail is a stocky, gaunt old tom with midlength off white fur dotted with splotches of blue-gray on his chest, paws, muzzle, ears, belly, and tail. He has stormy green, rheumy eyes and various kinks and mats throughout his pelt, as well as kinked whiskers. His most striking trait is his particularly long bushed tail.
Brief Background: Bluetail was born a boisterous and steely kit with a nose for trouble and the means to commit. Never shying away from a chance to see or try something new, he was a restless sleeper and a raring waker. Eventually, however, a harsh run in with a hawk left the kit a hollow, traumatized shell of his former self, hesitant to be apprenticed. Eventually, he was assigned to Hareleaf, Cragclan’s previous medicine cat, and slowly managed to claw through the walls he had built for himself, forming into a bit more of an abrasive, snippy old tom with a slight reputation for airheadity, but a strong dedication to the duties of a medicine cat.
Family: N/A

Creeping Shadows: Warrior Cats

Name: Swanfall
Gender: Female
Rank: Elder
Appearance: Swanfall is an exceptionally long limbed she-cat, with long, sleek white fur and dark blue eyes, the color of a deep lake. She has a few black flecks on her front right paw, and her nose and jaw are a jet black, along with her right ear.
Brief Background: Swanfall had always been a gentle soul, even as a kit. Tentative to join even the tamest of games, she was never one to roughhouse or even raise her voice in the slightest. Drifting through her apprenticeship, she slowly climbed out of her shell as time went on, becoming a sort of mediator and friend to the entire clan, becoming a warrior in turn. After a couple years of serving, however, genetics caught up to the youthful she-cat, and she was forced to move to the Elders den due to her steadily declining hearing. Swanfall took it in stride, and continues to try and spread her calm spirit to her clanmates, no matter her strained hearing.
Family: N/A

Creeping Shadows: Warrior Cats

Name: Gingerflame
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A lithe, short furred and long legged ginger tom with a stubbed brown tail, brown paws, and brown ears that taper into a darker burnt orange at the bases. He has a single white dash on his chest, and a jagged scar running from his shoulder to his inner leg, as well as three thin, long healed scratches on his right cheek, and a nick in his right ear
Brief Background: Gingerflame was always a hotheaded tom, even as a kit. First awake and last to bed, he wasn’t one to shy away from any challenge. A boisterous apprentice, he passed his warrior assessment with flying colors. Only a few days afterwards, however, Gingerflame got into an almost fatal fight with an agitated, hungry coyote, rendering him bedridden in the medicine den for quite some time. He eventually recovered, and never lost his spark in the long run. Gingerflame can come off as a little rude, due to his almost painful lack of tact at times, but his loyalty to his clan is without doubt.
Family: N/A