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Description
General Information Name: Saltpatch
"Salt-" - For the white parts of her mostly-black pelt
"-patch" - For her smudgy black patches
Nicknames: None yet
Sex: Female
Gender Identity: Cis-Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Warrior
Age: 22+ moons
Date of birth: February 17th, 2015
Clan: Seaclan
Mentor: Rushfin , Pantherfrost
Apprentice: Raindoe
Personality 
Optimistic - This she-cat always tries to look on the bright side, no matter the situation. Trusting - Saltpatch does her best to always see the good in other cats, which makes her fairly easily trusting.
Energetic - Saltpatch will start up a play-fight anytime, anywhere if given the opportunity and will never back down. 
Impatient - This she-cat can get restless fairly quickly if not given something to do or someone to mess with. She is happiest when busy. Bossy - Saltpatch would very much prefer if you would let her do what she wants to do, and gets annoyed if anyone tries to talk her out of a decision. Description Breed: Moggy, with heavy Burmese influences
Pelt: Long, thick, and soft to the touch. She is a dark-furred cat with black splotches, as well as a white chest and toes.
Body: Average height, average build.
Pawpads: Grey
Scent: Sea salt, muddy sand, coconut
Eyes: Vibrant azure
Other: N/A
History
Kithood:
- Born to Wanderstep and Inkblaze on February 17th, 2015 with her siblings Stingkit, Jackalkit, Vixenkit, Coralkit, and Heatherkit
- Immediately began going out on adventures with Coralkit and Wildpaw
- Stingkit and Jackalkit got sick
- Aspenstar and Shadowcliff died
- Her cousins Fernkit, Pondkit, Clearkit, and Floodkit were born to Coconutsplash and Lynxspark
- Met Smoothkit and Sanderlingkit
Apprenticeship:
- Made an apprentice with her siblings and given the mentor Pantherfrost
- Grew close to her cousin Floodpaw
- Stingpaw and Jackalpaw died
Young Warrior:
- Made a warrior alongside Coralreef, Heatherstream, and Vixensmile
- Calmed down a little as she matured but still loves adventures
- Coralreef died
- Twolegs began building nests near Seaclan camp
Warrior:
- Leafclan came to take refuge in Seaclan because Twolegs had destroyed their camp
- Wanderstep and Inkblaze had another litter: Mistkit, Whisperkit, Dovekit, Birchkit, and Jetkit
- Reconnected with Sanderlingnose
- Tigershark, Seaclan deputy, steps down and is replaced by Eelstrike
- Twolegs destroyed Seaclan camp, forcing them to move to Stoneclan
- Stayed in Stoneclan for a bit, began to become disillusioned with Starclan
- Attends a gathering called by all of the Clan leaders and learns that they all have to move to new territories, younger siblings are made apprentices
Other Theme Song: False Alarm by KT Tunstall
Extras:
- Sometimes used Inkblaze as her valiant steed when she was a kit
- Loved to play shark and fish with Inkblaze as a kit
Family Mother: Wanderstep
Father: Inkblaze
Grandfathers: Mistfur, Shadowcliff
Grandmothers: Squirrelclaw, Aspenstar
Uncles: Ebonymask , Tadpoletail , Crowstripe , Mosspaw , Shallowreef , Lynxspark
Aunts: Coconutsplash , Pipleaf , Snowpath , Mistpaw
Siblings:
Brother(s): Stingpaw, Jackalpaw , Coralreef , Whisperpaw , Birchpaw
Sister(s): Vixensmile , Heatherstream , Dovepaw , Mistpaw , Jetpaw
Relationships
- Doesn't know well/Has heard about
- Acquaintance
- Uncomfortable around
- Afraid of
- Pities
- Ex-crush
- Ex-mate
- Likes
- Considers a friend
- Friendly rivalry
- Platonic Love
- Close friend
- Admires
- Respects
- Trusts
- Idolizes
- Distant family
- Chosen family
- Close family
- Mate
- Attraction
- Crush
- Obsession
- Cares for
- Loves
- Would die for
- Dislikes
- Hates
- Wants dead
- Finds interesting
- Fascinated by
- Suspicious of
Name - Dead
- Mentor/Apprentice
||SEACLAN||
||Wanderstep|| |Mother| |//|
"My mom! I love her, but she always tries to keep me from adventuring when I want to. She shouldn't worry, I'm not gonna get into trouble!"
||Inkblaze|| |Father| |///|
"My daddy, everyone says he's a Kit Terror, but I used to love it when he chased us around the camp!~ Other cats kinda look at him funny, but I think he's the best dad ever."
||Stingpaw|| |Brother| |//|
"Stingpaw was a good brother.. he and I never really talked much, but it was still a real shock when he died."
||Jackalpaw|| |Brother| |//|
"He was very close to Stingpaw when the two were alive. He was really nice though.. I'll sure miss them both."
||Vixensmile|| |Sister| |//|
"My smallest and crankiest sibling, Vixensmile doesn't like to adventure with me. My sister is still a nice cat though, I just wish sometimes she'd let me pick the games I play with her."
||Coralreef|| |Brother| |//|
"H-He's dead too.. I can't believe it, he always just seemed so strong, like nothing could ever take him down. I still can't believe he's gone.. what will life be like without him?"
||Heatherstream|| |Sister| |//|
"Don't tell anyone, but my sister Heatherstream is my favorite sister~ She always plays with me whenever I want to, she will play pranks on me, and she's just so much fun overall!~ It's really nice to get baths from mom with her in the evening after a long day of romping in the mud~"
||Mistpaw|| |Younger Sister| |//|
"Oh boy, this one.. she really needs to unwind that tail of hers a few turns, maybe it will help loosen her up. She always seems as though she's scared she'll make a bad impression."
||Whisperpaw|| |Younger Brother| |//|
"What a sweetheart.. every time I talk to this little guy he just warms my heart. I will protect him at all costs."
||Dovepaw|| |Younger Sister| |//|
"This one is always surprising me. She's one of the smartest cats I know for her age, and never fails to reply with a burning retort."
||Birchpaw|| |Younger Brother| |//|
"I can't say I was surprised when Birchpaw was born with legs like Shallowreef's. I WAS surprised, though, that Tidestar allowed him to try out warrior training. She's right; my little brother will show everyone that short legs do not a medicine cat make."
||Jetpaw|| |Younger Sister| |//|
"I hope this little girl finds her way; she always seems as though she's stumbling. And no, I don't mean about her extra toes. I mean that if you even look at her wrong she might fall over in anxiety."
||Wildpaw|| |Friend| |/|
"Wildpaw was really cool.. he was the first cat I went out on a real adventure with. It's really sad that he's gone."
||Sanderlingnose|| |Good Friend and Current Crush| |////|
"It's so odd.. he always seems to find me whenever I'm starting to feel like everything's not going to be okay after all. He has this way of convincing me that it will be, if I only keep my chin up. What does he think of me? I mean, he must do that for everyone, not just me, though, right? Because he's such a nice tom.."
||Smoothstone|| |Acquaintance| |/|
"He always struck me as a kind tom if you could get a word out of him. I'm glad he's found happiness with Clearpool."
||Eelstrike|| |Current Deputy and Acquaintance| |//|
"Our new deputy, and seriously, what an odd tom. I always thought deputies were supposed to be uptight, and serious, and all that. This guy seems to just completely go with the flow."
||Raindoe|| |Former Apprentice| |//|
"My first apprentice. I really had no idea that she was a part of some big prophecy.. but, I'm glad that I seem to have trained her up well."
||STONECLAN||
||Volepaw|| |Acquaintance| |//
|"I met this tom and his mentor, Barleysomething at a gathering, and he really made me laugh. I think he was trying to flirt with me? It was funny to watch his mentor trying to keep the little tom from overstepping his boundaries. I haven't seen Volepaw since then, though."
Roleplay Information and Example:
"A small she-cat slipped in silently among the crowd, looking left and right. She blinked and looked up, the harsh sun glinting and hurting her eyes. She then murmured to the cat next to her, "Do you know what's happening?" When the cat shook his head, Littlesong blinked again and sighed softly. She never knew what was going on. Suddenly she heard the crowd hush and she twitched her ears, angling them so she could hear better. She looked up to see her leader approaching the tall rock."
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✔ PG-13
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Group founded by LaurenBlu
Character and art by GwentheCatify
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gasps yes please
could you start it??
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uwu sure thing~
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Sanderlingnose froze, unsure of what to do. Troutpaw and some ginger Leafclan apprentice were sat at the base of a pale birch, chatting. Minnowsplash and that Wasp dude were already padding off.
All around, various clan members were busy hunting or resting at their current pitstop. The young tom's ears twitched at every sound. A Cloudclan apprentice scrambling clumsily after a bunny. Two Highclan warriors chasing after birds. Seaclanners sat at the freshwater pond foxtail lengths off the beaten path.
The pale brown warrior turned his head towards his current walking partner, but Ferntail was already padding into the forest. This left Sanderlingnose standing awkwardly, trying to figure out his next move. He couldn't stand being out of place. Yet that's what he and his clanmates were- misplaced.
As if truly weighed down by ice, he sluggishly began to walk through the forest. Maybe, just maybe, he could bump into someone who'd be willing to either hunt with him or share a meal. Puffing, the tom pushed his way through the brittle underbrush.
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"Fox dung." Saltpatch muttered under her breath, having missed a squirrel by a mere whisker length, watching it scrabble quickly up the tree she had nearly leaped right into. She wasn't used to this at all, and she found herself in a constant state of being somewhere between hungry and less hungry. Her pride didn't allow her to ask for food from anyone else, but a cat used to catching nothing but fish was completely hopeless here in the forest. She had only caught one miserably small mouse on her own, and was getting leftover scraps from her parents and acquaintances when they offered them. This was humiliating, and yet she would rather starve than beg for a Leafclanner to hunt for her.
Her ears pricked backwards, though, as she heard pawsteps crunching the dead, brittle leaves a few tail-lengths behind her. Rising to her paws and turning, the black she-cat meowed, "Who's there? This is my hunting ground right now, whoever you are." Her tone was both annoyed and defensive, afraid a more experienced forest hunter would tell her to move aside; that she was scaring off all the prey with her loud crashing leaps and steps.
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Sanderlingnose blinked, stepping out of the shadows and not quite stifling a purr of amusement. "You call that hunting? It looked like you were mimicking a seagull with a broken wing." The fluffy tom sat down in front of her, ears perked. He felt genuinely relieved that out of all the cats he knew, Saltpatch was the one he found. He peered around her at the squirrel and bit his tongue. It was sitting on a lower branch of a large oak, it's tiny pink nose twitching as the smaller creature eyed the two felines. "Y'know, Salty I think he's laughin' at you." Sanderling's whiskers twitched as the squirrel rubbed its small paws over it's muzzle. "Not like I'm experienced in squirrel talk or anythng, though..." The warrior snorted.
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"Sanderlingnose!" Saltpatch exclaimed with relief and laughed, happy that the one following her was her friend. She didn't know what she would have done if it wasn't, especially if she had disrespected a senior warrior. "Yeah, well, what have you caught today?" She shot back with a playful huff, pouting and sitting down. She covered her paws neatly with her fluffy tail and then heard his comment about the squirrel, glancing up at it in the high branch.
"Oh yeah? Well, I think he's saying, 'Sanderlingnose, you're a real fish-brain, you know that?~'" The black she-cat echoed back in a teasingly high-pitched voice, imitating what she imagined a squirrel would sound like. Turning her head away with a playful pouting chuff, Saltpatch slowly glanced back at her tan Clanmate and burst out in a small giggle. "No, but really," She meowed, cleaning her whiskers with one paw, "Where have you been Sanderlingnose? I haven't seen you since the Clans left the gathering place.."
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He raised his gaze to the squirrel and chuckled lowly. Her voice had fit the one he, too, had imagined a squirrel to have. Sander's eyes flickered to her and the corner of his muzzle twitched. "I've been... around, I suppose. Been helpin' with the apprentices, following Tidestar. Socializing with some other clanners..." He trailed off as he gazed at her. "Uh, avoiding some cats I suppose." His face grew hot. "How about you? Met any new friends? Any dashing toms on your mind?" He winked, clearing his throat. Sanderling unsheathed his claws and raised a large paw, gesturing at her.
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"... Maybe one.~" Saltpatch mumbled with a faint blush warming her cheeks as she stood up, passing by Sanderlingnose and brushing her poofy tail under her chin as she walked by. Sanderlingnose and the dark she-cat had not yet actually discussed their feelings like adults, and the limbo that the two were in the past few moons was frustrating Saltpatch beyond measure. She couldn't decide on exactly how she felt about the tan tom, but one thing was for certain: nobody had her feeling more flustered whenever they were around.
Keeping her tail high, Saltpatch was about to open her mouth to say something more before her stomach did the talking for her with a loud growl. Feeling blood roaring in her ears from embarrassment, Saltpatch looked away. She supposed it was obvious now, how hungry she really was.
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Sanderlingnose frowned at her, despite the flush that had spread over his cheeks and the jolt he'd felt in his stomach. "Wait, what, who is he-" he shook his head, "not important. When did you last have an actual full meal?" He padded after her, their shoulders brushing as he stood beside Saltpatch. "Starclan, you are looking thinner," Sanderlingnose mewed as he circled her, prodding at her side with his nose. "I leave for a few days and you become a twig!" He stood up at his full height, sighing. "Alright, come on," he unconsciously nuzzled her head, "we're getting you some proper food." The tom strode forwards, flicking his own tail deviously under her chin. "I'm doing the hunting, by the way- my lady needs her rest and I happen to be a gentletom."
Internally, Sanderlingnose was screaming. My lady? Really?
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Saltpatch's ears flattened slightly when she realized that Sanderlingnose hadn't picked up on her hint, and she let out a little chuff of laughter. He was just as hopeless as her. Oh well, she wouldn't tease him too much further. She glanced over at him though and then looked away, as he asked her when her last full meal was, then found herself being nudged to the side by his muzzle against her ribs. "Ah, um-" She began to reply, then the tan tom continued by demanding to hunt for her. As much as her ego was insisting that she shouldn't accept his offer, her stomach had other plans, and before she could consider the option further she simply gave a hard nod of agreement. "Thank you, Sanderlingnose, I.. just, thank you." However, her ears perked up and her whiskers twitched as he meowed, 'my lady.'
"Your lady?~" She mimicked with a slightly teasing edge to her tone, "Oh my~ I must be quite the lucky she-cat then!~" Sauntering off, swaying her hips in a teasing manner, the black she-cat simply lived for the moments where she could turn the tom's face redder than a holly berry. Though, to be honest, Sanderlingnose's slip-up had internally flustered her more than she could possibly let on.
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The young tom flushed once again as he trotted onwards, nose twitching. "I, uh, I mean," he mumbled as he ducked under a low-hanging sapling. "I j- uh, so, that tom, huh?" He rounded an oak and closed his eyes, focusing on the scents around him. "Tell me 'bout that cat that has seemingly caught your eye, hm? Quietly, please," he added as he scented a thrush. Sanderlingnose fell into a hunting crouch, internally praising those countless days where Crowstripe would patiently order him to crouch, stalk, and flip until he could land on that coconut just right. Now, his stalk was at near perfection. It would be better if his mind wasn't so focused on the she-cat (and her affections,) mere crab lengths away. "Must be a great cat to have swept you off your paws..." He couldn't keep the bitter jealously from trickling into his usually warm tone.
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Saltpatch's deep azure eyes flicked back towards Sanderlingnose, about to retort about being quiet, when she noticed he was in a hunting crouch. Her growling belly forced her to keep her voice down for the potential prospect of a meal, but her nose squinched up a bit as she recognized the bitter hint of envy in his voice. Did he really not understand who she was talking about? Realizing she could easily play this out, she replied in a playfully serious tone, "Oh yeah, he really is.. and I don't think even he knows it yet."
Watching as he inched ever closer to his target, Saltpatch mewed in a soft tone, "He's tall, he has this gorgeous long pelt that I just adore - oh, and he's the kindest soul I've ever met." She described Sanderlingnose, glancing away and looking up at the sunset as the sun was starting to sink down below the horizon. "Oh, and not to mention, he's so handsome- to die for, really~" She teased, her tail-tip flicking. She was trying not to burst out laughing at the silliness of the situation, and she simply couldn't wait to curb that jealousy if her best friend snapped.
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Sanderlingnose's eyes narrowed. "Oh. How charming." His whole demeanour had changed. His crouch was too tense- his ears were laid back further than necessary. His claws were unsheathed too far and he was leaning towards Saltpatch way too much. "You fell for some stud then, huh? Yuck." He planted his two large forepaws onto the dead leaves as his eyes came in contact with the thrush. "Ugh, that's so lame." He mumbled. The thrush was making a good bit of noise as it took a dirt bath, and the cats were downwind. Undetectable. "Starclan, at least tell me he's a seaclanner," he growled before muttering something about toms being pains in his tail.
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While Saltpatch would love to continue her teasing, Sanderlingnose was starting to sound genuinely hurt, and that made Saltpatch flinch a little. At this point, she would start making her hints a little more obvious - the last thing she wanted to do was drive the tom off, or really hurt his feelings. "Yes, he is, and a stud he is, too." She mewed carefully, inching a little closer to the tan tomcat.
"His name starts with an S." She hinted, her tail swaying neatly above the dried leaves, not making a sound. She casted a sideways glance toward Sanderlingnose, a warm smile decorating her muzzle, before looking away again.
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He glanced at her smile and groaned. "Oh my stars, you're kidding.." He sighed, ears flattening. "Are you being serious right now? I mean, I didn't expect this but..." His ears flattened and he sighed. "I thought I had a chance with you... I mean, whats his name.. S, there aren't really many toms your age with a name that starts with S," he snorted. "I mean...." he trailed off.
"There's me."
He paused, balancing out his crouch and pouncing, landing neatly on the thrush and nipping its neck. He was totally embarrassed. Me? Really. "Uh, right, um, sorry," he said skittishly. "Like it'd be me.." He tossed the thrush at her paws. "I gotta go," he mumbled. "Bye, Saltpatch." He jolted away, bouncing over a fallen log and vanishing into the woods. He raced around trees and bushes, panicking. Running away from his problems- smooth, Sanderlingnose.
Real smooth.
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Her eyes initially lit up with happiness and heart thumping in excitement as he guessed himself, but she quickly realized that his tone was still sharp with bitterness. About to prod a bit more, suddenly everything happened so fast- before she knew it, a bird was flung at her feet and she was watching Sanderlingnose's tail disappear into the undergrowth. Her eyes widened as she realized the gravity of the situation- did she just..
... Did she really just drive Sanderlingnose away?
Did she really just ruin this? Hurt one of the only close friends she had?
... Suddenly, the dark she-cat completely lost her appetite. As good as the thrush smelled, and as wonderful of a gentletom Sanderlingnose had been to catch it for her, Saltpatch was honestly feeling more nauseous than anything. She wouldn't be able to keep it down.
Swallowing a lump of guilt in her throat, Saltpatch buried the prey on the spot. Perhaps she would be able to eat it later, but the tan tom that caught it deserved it more than she did. Dark blue eyes widening and stinging with tears welling up, Saltpatch darted off into the forest in the opposite direction. She was stupid- so stupid. She shouldn't try to play with fire like that, she realized as she slowed down, finding a dense, tangled bush. Shoving herself under it and feeling thorns catch her fur, she didn't care- she just wanted to be alone with her thoughts and consider what she'd done wrong..
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Sanderlingnose was frozen again. He glanced over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes.
Tall... Long fur... Name starts with S...
"You're such a fishbrain. Maybe that squirrel was right," he bemoaned as he turned around. He could track back to where she was, and he could confess...
He smiled softly. Suddenly, he had an idea.
After he had bounded around the forest catching various prey and plucking various flowers from patches, he finally had two mice, a blackbird, and roses hanging from his jaw. Sanderlingnose chuckled as he started back towards where he'd left Saltpatch. He glanced at where the thrush was buried and frowned, leaning down and clumsily picking it up very cantankerously, his teeth holding it delicately by one of it's wings.
You can do this, Sanderling.
Slowly, the warrior tracked paw prints and her scent until he stopped and saw a fluffy tail poking out from under a bush. Sander snorted and rounded the thorny mess, dropping the flowers and prey at his massive paws.
"Y'know, you don't have to come out if you don't want to. But uh, I sorta figured out your little riddle, you tease." He gave a laugh. "I just uh, want you to know.." The tom inhaled. "You really have stolen my heart. At first I thought it was infatuation, but it started to grow and... I find you on my mind more than I'd like to admit." Another nervous chuckle. "I.. I uh, I love you.. And I wouldn't mind spending the rest of uh, my life with you..." Sanderlingnose sighed. "Yeah... I really love you, and your gorgeous fur, and the way your eyes light up when you see something that excites you, or when you habitually pull your tail over your paws... and your voice, and your laugh, and... I love all of you, so uh," Sanderling smiled. And padded away. But he did, of course, call over his shoulder,
"Come find me when you want those thorns outta' that pretty pelt of yours."
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( /swoons at Sanderling tbh fam/ )
Sniffling softly as tears wet her dark-furred cheeks and she hiccuped a little, Saltpatch buried her muzzle between her front paws under the thorny bush. She felt awful. Her breath hitched in her throat, though, as she heard pawsteps rustling the dry leaves getting louder and louder, and she realized someone was approaching her. Silencing herself as much as she could, unable to help the occasional soft sniffle, Saltpatch heard the pawsteps stop right outside of her makeshift den. Flattening her ears and praying to Starclan that whoever - or whatever - it was, would leave her in peace.
But then, she heard his voice - calm, careful, but sensitive.. and saying the most wonderful words that she couldn't even have imagined hearing from that mouth in a million seasons. Words she'd dreamed about, but didn't ever expect to hear in her lifetime. She smelled the fresh prey, mixed with sweet nectar, and felt she might cry again - happy tears. This was like a daydream.
But then, her stomach turned as she heard pawsteps moving away, and that last remark - Starclan, she wanted to cuff his ear and snuggle him at the same time - no. She couldn't let this moment pass.
Squirming around under the bush and wriggling out from under it, Saltpatch bolted after the tan tom and cried out "Sanderlingnose!", headbutting him on the flank. "Sanderlingnose, don't go- please, Sanderling, I love you too- Starclan, I love you!" Tears were soaking her cheeks again now, and she was a complete mess. "I-I'm sorry I hurt your feelings- I didn't mean- I thought you knew.." She stammered, and wiped her face gently with a paw.
"I-I love you too Sanderlingnose, I want to be with you too- I don't know what I would do without you.. I-I love everything about you- Oh Starclan, I should just stop.." Her face and ears burned with embarrassment and she buried her muzzle in Sanderlingnose's thick shoulder fur, tail curled between her legs.
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// uwo he's definitely a stud //
Sanderlingnose laughed, rasping his tongue over her head. "Woah there, let's slow down a bit there, love," he purred as he wrapped his tail around her. "I think you forgot that you're a little injured," he laughed, inspecting the thorns. "They don't seem too deep, most of them are just tangled in your fur~" He was surprising himself with his nonchalance. "Quite a few are in pairs, though." He pressed his muzzle to her cheek. "Heheh, speaking of pairs.. Would you do me the honor of being my mate?" Sanderling's bright blue eyes sparkled mischeviously. "Of course, unless you're thinkin' of some other tom," he let out another happy bout of laughter as he gently teased at one of the thorns.
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( pokes this rp from a distance
ouo I'm gonna draw the shit out of Sanderling and Salt )
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Saltpatch could feel her breathing slow to a calmer pace as she kept her face pushed into Sanderlingnose's warm shoulder, feeling his tongue rasping between her ears - she wouldn't give this moment up for the entire world. Sniffling a little and letting out a little giggle, the dark she-cat didn't mind the taller tom's soothing comments about the thorns- it was true, though, that a few were poking her skin uncomfortably. She wouldn't mind a bit of help getting them out.
Feeling a rush of warmth and excitement from Sanderling's snout pushing against her cheek, she closed her eyes and replied with passion, "I-I will Sanderlingnose.. of course I will, I love you.." She couldn't stop a joyful smile that tugged her maw, her eyes closed tightly. "Nobody could ever replace you, Sand.."
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im sorrrrry my phone didn't give me my DA notifications until now ah
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Sanderlingnose sighed happily, chuckling. "I'm not sure 'bout that, but it is quite comforting." He pulled away with a wink. "Y'know, we just accidentally merged two massive families in Seaclan, Tidestar's and Inkblaze's, s..." He stopped, eyes widening. "Ohhh," Sanderlingnose mumbled. "Your dad. Your dad..." The tom squeaked rather femininely. "Starclan, is he gonna execute me? He's more protective than my father used to be, I don't wanna be skinned alive!"
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screams softly don't worry I'm really bad at keeping track of stuff too
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"O-Oh," She mewed and then giggled softly and nervously, remembering just how far Inkblaze could fly into a rage if necessary. He would not be the most welcoming father-in-law to Sanderlingnose, that's for sure. "Well," She meowed softly, her head tilting to one side. "It might be best if I just tell him, myself. I feel like he might chase you all the way to the Moonpool if you tried to tell him you wanted to court his daughter.." Giving another nervous laugh, she then pushed her face against the sandy-colored tom's broad chest. "But, even if he gets mad at me, I don't care. I want you, and I don't want to just stay 'daddy's little girl' even in the Elder's den."
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She is much happier now that she has Sanderlingboy to talk to
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Hmmmhmmmmm...my ship detector is activated!
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ok but how did i miss her updated ref
would you like to rp salt and quiver
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It's ok it was easy to miss tbh
Also of course I would <33333
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Just wanted to drop by and say I love hey
OK bye
Farewell my love
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Saltpatch: I-I love you too? ;w;
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Saltkit: But m-momma! I'm already six moons- I can be an apprentice now right? D: The nursery's all stuffy!
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WanderL /sobs/ You're growing up too fast though ; ;
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Awesome 8'D
I'll start~
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Smoothkit was nestled between his three siblings, Marblekit, Limekit, and Slatekit with a protective glare. Ever since Finchcloud had passed away due to Blackcough, he'd been overprotective of them, much more then before. The grey and white tom-kit took a moment to scan the nursery entirely, then scrabbled away from the three other kits and glanced around the Seaclan den. His blue eyes landed on Inkblaze and Wanderstep's litter, so he slowly padded across to them. He reached out a paw and brushed it against the nearest she-kit's fur. "Hi." He stated quietly.
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Saltkit had been concentrating very hard on the piece of moss she was shredding. She was quite bored honestly, but the moss she held between her claws was keeping her busy enough. She and her littermates were getting older, and it would only be another moon or so until they moved into the apprentices' den.
Her fur fluffed up slightly in surprise when she felt a paw brush against her side. She quickly turned to look, and saw a white and gray-patched kit had touched her. She relaxed soon after and replied, "Hey- I've seen ya' around. What's yer' name again? Stonekit- no wait, Smoothkit, right?" She continued to knead the moss she held between her paws as she looked up at him with a smile.
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Smoothkit nodded awkwardly. "Yeah, that's my name," He responded. "Yours is...Saltkit, right?" He tipped his head to the side questioningly as he blinked at the dark-furred she-kit. He had never been that great of a socialzer so he hoped he was doing okay with having a conversation with the other kit.
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Saltkit blinked and nodded. "Yeah, that's right. So what's up?" She asked, twitching her ears. She was wondering why the tom-kit had gone to the trouble of getting her attention.
She continued to knead the moss between her claws as she looked up at him, a slight smile on her face.
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"I was just wondering if you wanted to talk..." Smoothkit trailed off. It sounded better in my head. Maybe I should've just stayed with Limekit, Marble, and Slatekit... He flicked his ears and awkwardly rubbed one of his fore paws against the ground.
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Sorry for the late response but sure! :'D Thanks btw
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Okay yay! I'll start I hope you don't mind ♡
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Coralkit was plopped at the nursery entrance, sitting in the sand and looking at the sunrise with wonder. The little blue grey kit looked back at his siblings, wondering if any of them would be up to playing today. He'd made lots of friends, not only his siblings but the other kits in the nursery too. He padded over to Saltkit and nudged his sibling, "Saltkit, lookie at the sunrise!" He purred.
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Saltkit had been having a lovely dream about catching a big pile of gorgeous colorful fish when she felt a large paw prodding her rib cage. "Hmnh?" She grunted, being ripped out of her nocturnal fantasy. She slowly blinked her azure eyes open, seeing that she was in a quite funny position sprawled out on her belly on top of her littermates.
As she fully woke up, she realized the prodding feeling was not limited to just her dream. She twitched an ear and whipped her head around to see that her younger brother Coralkit was poking her over and over again, mewing quietly "Lookie at the sunrise!"
Saltkit's little jaws opened in an enormous yawn before she replied "Iz.. so early, Coralkit.." However, she eventually made herself move by slowly rolling off of her littermates, not really caring if she woke any of them. She was an adventurer after all - and adventurers didn't mind waking up early. She slowly rose to her paws and shook out her fur to help herself fully wake up before following Coralkit to the entrance of the nursery. "You wan' me to see th' sunrise..?" She mewed softly.
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Coralkit bursted in purrs when his littermate woke and followed, "it looks like the sky is on fire!" He announced happily, watching the sky change colors slowly. "Saltkit please please please take me adventuring today? I wanna adventure too!" He pleaded to his older sister., hoping she'd let him. Saltkit was one of his nicest siblings, and the one with the best sense of exploration in his mind.
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