WingClan, a Chicken clan ЯР-- 'Fly with the breeze'

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Birdy, others, is anyone going to try to start up an/the Rp website?
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The burning feather broke the cock's unconciousness and his heavy eyelids wearily fluttered open, his strength still dwindled and he could not support himself, so his entire body tipped forward until his beak fell into the dirt. He weakly lifted his head from the ground and spat out the dirt, "Who-who are you people...? Where in the world am I?!" the little, copper-toned amber rooster sputtered, an expression of bemusement appearing on his rosy face as he fully regained his conciousness.

He pressed the bends of his wiings into the ground in poor attempt to stand, but again he flopped down onto the dusty forest floor.
 
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"Lie still," Silvermist murmured, pushing him down gently with one of her wings. "We 'people' are chickens of Wingclan. We're here to help. Crystalpaw," she nodded to the apprentice next to her. "Found you and revived you. What can you tell us about what happened to you?"
 
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I think we should, the roleplays are getting out of hand. I left two of them already so that GJF would calm down some, and so far that's helping, but not actually solving the problem. I'll start one and see what I can do. So far, I don't like the website that we've made, because I can't edit it the way I want it to without the coding freaking out and I don't know why. I'm good with HTML, yet the 'webs.com' website host doesn't like it.
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I'll see what I can do.
 
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I think we should, the roleplays are getting out of hand. I left two of them already so that GJF would calm down some, and so far that's helping, but not actually solving the problem. I'll start one and see what I can do. So far, I don't like the website that we've made, because I can't edit it the way I want it to without the coding freaking out and I don't know why. I'm good with HTML, yet the 'webs.com' website host doesn't like it.
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I'll see what I can do.

Wish I could help, but all I can do is kick myself for not learning HTML
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The closest I've gotten to monitoring a website is through freewebs, or whatever it's called now.
 
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"Uhuh, well..." he said, dropping his jaw as to say something, but he instead followed with a long pause. What did happen to me, anyway? He was unsure how to explain his answer. "Something hit me... I think... I don't remember, to be honest." he said, furrowing, struggling to meet Silver's eyes through the bouffant muffs that obstructed the lower half of his vision.
 
Which two did you leave?
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TMChickens volunteered to help, apparently s/he's pretty good with such things. Ask about that?
I can try to help, but I'm only on at night now. (I'm not here right now, you can't see me
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"Uhuh, well..." he said, dropping his jaw as to say something, but he instead followed with a long pause. What did happen to me, anyway? He was unsure how to explain his answer. "Something hit me... I think... I don't remember, to be honest." he said, furrowing, struggling to meet Silver's eyes through the bouffant muffs that obstructed the lower half of his vision.

(obstructed vision? He and Puff should meet O.o)

For a moment Silvermist stared at him, head tilted slightly. "We did see a hawk in a tree nearby. Perhaps he had something to do with whatever happened," she squinted out from the bushes and looked towards the direction of the hawk. As far as she could tell, it was still there. "As soon as you can stand, we'll take you to our camp. We have a medicine hen who can patch you up."
 
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"Uhuh, well..." he said, dropping his jaw as to say something, but he instead followed with a long pause. What did happen to me, anyway? He was unsure how to explain his answer. "Something hit me... I think... I don't remember, to be honest." he said, furrowing, struggling to meet Silver's eyes through the bouffant muffs that obstructed the lower half of his vision.

(obstructed vision? He and Puff should meet O.o)

For a moment Silvermist stared at him, head tilted slightly. "We did see a hawk in a tree nearby. Perhaps he had something to do with whatever happened," she squinted out from the bushes and looked towards the direction of the hawk. As far as she could tell, it was still there. "As soon as you can stand, we'll take you to our camp. We have a medicine hen who can patch you up."

"Camp... I remember a camp..." he mumbled under his breath, staring at the ground for a moment, "Thank you," he said in reply.
 
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