Name: Featherpaw
Age(In Moons): 7
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Personality: Proud, Kind and caring, Always putting others before herself. Clever and thinks before acting.
Clan: SmokeClan
Mentor/Apprentice: N/A (Will make one later)
Description: Featherpaw is a beautiful silver/blue/white...
Thank you, I did find a market they would buy my so that's why I would start out with 30-40. Since they go through more than 40 dozen a day and are constantly looking for sellers. And thank you for the step-by-step pic!
Thank you! So I might have to make a few changes then... Also i've been looking at storage hoop sheds and i've been considering getting one of these as the actual coop. This is something I was thinking about getting...
Hi! I'm a bit of a newbie when it comes to chickens and housing, And i've been thinking of selling eggs. I'd of course start out with a small amount like 40-60 chickens. I plan on making a 8' x 16' coop, It would be 8' tall as well. There would be two roosts each sixteen feet long. and 14...
{{England is my city}} {{Never watched any of his videos.. All I know about him is from oone of my annoying little brother who watches him like all day}}
{{(Just a lil' warning i'ma follow those who are in the rp so I know who's online and who isn't)
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Rogue pushed a few branches to the side that reveled an opening with a small make-shift hut and a little fire place with clam and crab shells laying next to it. Rogue plopped down onto the...
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Aron caught up to Rogue and settled to her past watching her and thinking carefully "Soo.. How about this.. I clean camp and you can hunt for us!" He offered cheerfully in hopes Rogue would agree but all he got from her was a sarcastic laugh. Aron frowned and squinted his face thinking...
{{Sure thing and thanks for finding the character descs for me! was eating some pancakes before my brothers eat the rest}}
{{Sorry but I had to laugh at myself reading this. I had Rogue's powers planed out but the rest I made up while writing them but thank you!! }}
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With dead leaves and twigs crunching under every step Rogue took the more it felt like weights dragged from her ankles. With her more clumsy brother Aron barely keeping up with her Rogue marched on deeper into the forest. Her jacket snagged on a branch that hung awkwardly on a small dead...
{{ You poor thing.. One of my younger brothers who's shoulders barley reach the counter top tried making some pink lemonade by himself and ended up spilling the entire container all over the counter and kitchen floor. He then decided to *Hide* The mess by putting a pillow from our couch over it...