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11 days ago
Current I need to stop trying to get back into role-playing right before having a baby. I should know better by now. A lot better, but afraid to start new stories because I keep unintentionally ghosting.
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2 yrs ago
Finally recovered from postpartum depression and ready to get back to being creative! My apologies to anyone I ghosted in my time of trial. I didn't understand what I was doing.
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5 yrs ago
Yay! I’m finally a mother! And no, I’m not biased. I know my son is the cutest! 💙
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5 yrs ago
"To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable." ~ John Milton
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7 yrs ago
All good things come to those that wait, pray, have patience, laugh, love, and are not afraid to dance.
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Well, you seem to have stumbled across my user profile. I'm assuming you're here for a reason? Perhaps looking for details on this user StarfrostedFox? ... You can just call me Autumn! C:

I have been role-playing off and on for the last 20 or so years, which is surprising to realize, and I find it a relaxing and enjoyable hobby. After an accident that left me blind a little over 15 years ago, I couldn't role-play for quite some time, which was rather devastating. About the time that Apple invented Siri, I was able to get enough money to be able to purchase my very first iPhone. And BAM! The world of role-playing was once again open to me. It has been a long process getting used to dictating stories and I inevitably don't always catch every single mistake, But I have learned a great deal of patience and realize the value of taking things slow and working through my text when something doesn't sound completely right. It was only a couple of years ago that I came across this website and the stories I have had here have taught me a lot about myself. I love to create. Role-playing is one of the only outlets I have for the images in my head. So though I may have a tendency to go through cycles of depression and being antisocial, I always seem to come back in the end.

I love stories involving fantasy, supernatural, adventure, mystery, even romance. There probably isn't a genre out there that I wouldn't give a try before I will say that I don't like it.

My favorite style of role-playing is, hands down, one on one. It helps me feel more involved in the story, gives me a chance to be able to talk with the other person involved in a much more casual way, And more often than not results in a long lasting friend and some of my favorite adventures.

I have a tendency to write on a casual to low Advanced level throughout my stories, the minimum coming out to an average of a couple of paragraphs. I just have so much in my head that I want to get out, I have a hard time writing anything less. Another consequence however is that I can't seem to find a lot of patients with story partners that give me a really short and undetailed response every time. It's discouraging to take the time to write out several detailed paragraphs only to get a sentence in reply. If you're here thinking of asking me to do a story, please keep that in mind.

I do not tolerate swearing, extreme Gore, or sexual content in my stories. Period. Nor do I role-play same gender romantic relationships. That is just not going to happen.

If you made it to the end of this and I haven't scared you off, I think you deserve some virtual cookies. Heck, go get yourself some real cookies. Or donuts. Or pie if that is your preference. It was just me rambling away about myself after all. If you aren't scared off and you were indeed here looking to get a story started, feel free to shoot me a private message. I'm always looking to make new friends and have new adventures.

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Her distraction only really bothered him in the slightest amount, something that Cinead was easily able to brush off and instead focus on moving with Anna to the music, on the zing of nervous excitement that actually having his hands in contact with her sent through his veins. The experience had him baring his teeth in a momentary fierce grin. "Yes. I do." He responded simply, but enthusiastically.

That simple phrase had given him energy to keep on dancing with Anna for what felt like hours to Cinead, his heart pounding and his emotions high. They had called a few breaks in between songs, mostly so that Cin could get pressed into trying even more of the snacks and even a few of the drinks. He had quickly put his foot down about soda however after his initial taste of the bubbly stuff had sent an uncomfortable tickling through his nose that left him spluttering and provoked a huge sneeze. He had stuck to water after that.

Finally, after the current song came to a close and the shifter let his body come to a stop, Cinead was more than ready for that break he and Anna had talked about. Breathing a little heavier than normal, he tilted his head down so that he was closer to the shorter woman's ear and managed to get out, "Are you ready for that walk then? I could really use some quieter atmosphere." He admitted.
@ThatWeirdChick
Ha ha! That sounds good to me! I will do that. :D
@ThatWeirdChick

Thanks for understanding. And thank you for the welcome back! It is nice being back. I've missed you. :)

And yes, I love our story, I really do. I went back and I read over everything. I'm pretty sure I'm all caught up. We are on the brink of Anna and Cin going off together at one point and getting attacked. That will be entertaining. I basically have that entire scene written out in my head. I have since we decided on the big reveal. ;)

Well, prepare yourself for some rustiness! I'm working on my post now. It will be interesting to try and get back into Cinead's head.
@ThatWeirdChick

Aw. I am glad to hear that you are still interested. I am very sorry I just up and vanished on you. Life just up and crashed on me in several ways I won't go into detail about here... but it ended up taking away my inspiration and motivation. I was planning on only being away for a little while, but that little while turned into months... I have a really bad habit of withdrawing when I'm feeling down and stressed and then continuously staying away because I feel guilty about being away. It's a harsh cycle. But yes, I'll try to pick back up on our story if you are still interested in it. I haven't written in months, I've been plagued with severe writers block, so I'll definitely be rusty. But I'll try. I promise. I hope you can forgive me. And overlook my inevitable rustiness
I know how that goes. It happens. No worries. :)
Aww, No worries. We all have our different challenges in life. I'm glad that you handle yourself well. I've enjoyed getting to know you better.

Thanks. It's been getting rather annoying. Hopefully they come out and fix it soon. I am glad that I'm not the only one with Internet problems though. Although, I still don't like it. Sorry you're experiencing similar difficulties.

I'm just fine with Sunspot and Sandpelt as mentors! That's rather exciting actually. :3 And figuring that out helped me with the bit of inspiration I needed to be able to finish my post. Yay~ XD
Whiskers twitching as the soft sound of a meow floated to him from the depths of the warrior's den, Sandpelt swiveled his head in the direction of the voice, ears perked forward. He wasn't altogether surprised to see the owner, Swiftbrook stood out in the clan. It was hard to find another cat that had more energy than she did, despite the seasons that she had seen. Sandpelt offered A touch of his nose to the she cat in greeting, A brief purr rumbling in his throat.

"good morning to you as well Swiftbrook." He meowed politely in return before respectfully touching the tip of his tail against her shoulder. "i'll gladly welcome your company for the dawn patrol. And it's probably a good idea to take along Cricketpaw and Turtlepaw. They could use the training." He added thoughtfully before sweeping his tail behind him. "you're welcome to wait with Ashstar and Eagleleap. They'll be accompanying us today. And if we are bringing along both apprentices, I'll need to go and ask Sunspot along..." Waving his tail in farewell, Sandpelt trotted away in the direction of the nursery, hoping that the long furred she cat hadn't gone far after taking Poppykit back.

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"But I wanna go on an adventure and catch all the mice!"

Sunspot sighed patiently as the little orange and white kit mewed unhappily from a position she had taken up between the warrior's front paws as soon as the she cat had placed the little one onto the floor of the nursery cave. She blinked her orange eyes down at the pouting face looking back up at her imploringly, ears turning back with a surge of embarrassment. She didn't know how to handle herself around kits, not having the opportunity to raise her own litter yet. Apprentices, other warriors, even the elders were all things that she could deal with, But she wasn't quite sure exactly how to respond to the innocence and positively cute faces of kits.

"that's great that you have such enthusiasm Poppykit, It really is. But... Well..." Sunspot meowed slowly, struggling for the right words.

"you'll need to wait here in the nursery until you're a bit bigger and you're made an apprentice by Ashstar." Tansy, One of the Queens Who took care of the nursery, chimed in, The cream and white tabby she cat giving Sunspot a sympathetic glance. "Until your six moons old, I'll need you here to help me protect the nursery."

Poppykit shot forward at once, stubby tail wriggling excitedly as she bounded over to her caretaker. "don't worry Tansy! I'll protect you!" She squeaked excitedly, fluffing up her fur and unsheathing her claws. "i'm the best fighter you know." To prove a point, she attempted to balance on her back paws, swiping her claws at an invisible foe, Only to end up losing her balance and toppling head over tail as she accidentally stumbled into the edge of one of the nests and vanished from site with a short yowl of surprise.

Tansy purred with amusement and affection as she watched the antics of the little she cat, stepping carefully into the nest after Poppykit and laying down, collecting the kit in her jaws and placing her between her front paws. "I feel safer already. Now let's make sure you look your best for taking care of the entire nursery." She said, giving one last glance towards Sunspot with a grateful, "Thank you for returning her to the nursery.", before beginning to lap her tongue over Poppykit.

"no problem." Sunspot responded cheerfully, grateful that a more experienced cat had taken over dealing with the kit. Kits were adorable, but she much rather preferred playing with them then reasoning. Swiping her chest with a few quick embarrassed licks, the ashy tan warrior made to back out of the den when her ears pricked at the sound of approaching pawsteps behind her.

"Sunspot! I'm glad that you didn't go far." Sandpelt meowed as he came into view of the nursery, stopping a few tail lengths away. "i'd like you to come with Cricketpaw on the dawn patrol."

A momentary twinge of disappointment that she wasn't going to catch a last little bit of sleep before the morning really started passed through Sunspot before she quickly shook the feeling off, brightening at the idea of serving her clan. "sure! I'll go wake him up now." She responded, starting off at a trot towards the apprentice's den.

"good. Could you wake up Turtlepaw while you're at it? She's coming too." Sandpelt called after her.

Sunspot waved her bushy tail in acknowledgment as she passed by the elder's den, turning one of her ears as one of the older cats snored loudly, but resisted the temp Tatian to visit her father as she trotted into the next cave. Orange eyes flickering over the nests, she quickly spotted the cats she was searching for and carefully maneuvered her way over to a black and white bundle of fur in one of them. Reaching out with a forepaw, Sunspot gently nudged her apprentice, meowing Saufley. "Cricketpaw. It's time to wake up. We are going on patrol."

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Heat ruffled through Dapplefern's pelt as she realized first that she had woken her mentor and secondly when he chided her gently. She sat back on her haunches, curling her tail around her paws as she tilted her ears back with embarrassment. "I know..." She sighed, whiskers drooping a little. "A sharp mind and quick paws are good qualities to have as a medicine cat. Sleep is important for both." She shuffled her front paws. "i'm sorry... I just couldn't sleep. I... I had another nightmare."

Memories of her dream flickered through her mind, snatches of images. A dark shadowy figure, Icerain yowling, The smell of blood in the air... Blinking away the images, Dapplefern tried to ignore the cold trickle that shivered down her spine like ice melt. It had just been a dream after all.

Before The memory of the dream took over once again, the White and gray she cat quickly moved onto the next subject, tilting her ears towards the clearing outside. "Sandpelt is still organizing the dawn patrol. I was wondering if it would be all right if I tagged along. We're running low on coltsfoot and comfrey. I wanted to collect some to replenish our supply before leaf fall." She explained, the end of her tail tapping rhythmically with the cadence of her voice.
... It's official. Your laptop hates you. >_< I'm so sorry the Internet browser crashed on you! That is awful! It drives me crazy when things like that happen to me. Gah. Maybe try writing out your posts in a word program or something like that and then just copy and paste it into the browser. That might save you a few headaches. :)

And your post was not horrible! I really enjoyed it! It may be a little shorter than you were hoping for, but the quality is still good. I've been trying to work on my response, but our Internet has been out quite frequently the last couple of days. We've had someone out to look at it and apparently it's the main line that is having problems and that would require someone from the main company to come out and have a look at it. -sigh- And of course, I dictate all of my writing and Siri uses the Internet to be able to decipher what I say. So it hasn't been working. x_x It's been stable today, so I've been working on it often on when inspirations strikes. I should be getting it to you soon.

I did have a question though. Would you like to assign a mentor to Cricketpaw and Turtlepaw?
Aww!! ❤️ You're so sweet! Finding this message made my night. Thank you. I am really happy that you like my writing style so much. I rather fancy yours as well. I'm always happy to see a post from you. :D

I'm just fine if you convert your first post into a terminology list. It doesn't bother me, and it's interesting.
Fresh powdery snow was beginning to drift in fat flakes from the underside of thick iron grey clouds hanging low in the sky, Coding the already snowy landscape with an unblemished layer of white. Between the snow, the frosty temperatures, and the way that each breath fogged in the air in front of mouths and noses, mother nature was giving the impression that winter was arriving early, though autumn's glory and warmer temperatures were still clinging desperately on the valley floor. Yet higher on the mountain's shoulders and head, winter was beginning to cling unforgivingly to the landscape.

Though it was only the middle of the day, everything seemed to be suspended in an early evening glow. Far below the looming clouds, two wolves threaded their way across the fresh powder in a winding line that threaded through the trees of the mountain forest, their lithe figures expertly maneuvering around snow laden bushes and frosty trunks, ears perked as they both seemed to be listening to a group of younger wolves farther ahead of them. Puffs of white fog erupted from their open muzzles as They kept up a steady ground eating lope, pink tongues lolling out as they panted With the exertion.

The Larger leading wolf Was a shaggy thick coated male, his fur as blindingly white as the surrounding snow, but changed abruptly to black along each of his legs from shoulder and hip down to his toes and the majority of his face, save for the fringes of his cheeks and the top of his forehead, the color fading slightly closer to the edges, becoming a dark grey. A pale grey stripe also ran from the base of his skull to the middle of his tail, this raised high in the air behind him.

His companion Was a smaller and lithly Built creature, with ample Amounts of fluffy white fur That made her appear bigger then she actually was. But splashed unevenly across her back in a saddle pattern, tipping her bushy tail, And splashed onto each of her paws and ears As well as a streak above her pink nose were spots of reddish brown. Then, As if this hadn't been enough, it appeared as if someone had taken paint the exact same shades Of her coat And randomly splattered the opposite color with speckles, creating a multitude of rusty speckles in her white areas and a handful of white within the red. If the way her tail kept waving In the air behind her was any indication, her personality was as sweet as the powdered sugar her fur resembled. At least, she was as much as she could, despite being a werewolf. Vivid gold eyes Sparkling with bright excitement, She somehow managed to bounce Forward and playfully nip at the end of The tail in front of her, erupting Into mental giggles as it brought her companion to an abrupt halt, his icy blue gaze falling on her And staring disapprovingly.

"Cassidy," he projected his thoughts sharply into her mind, releasing a loud huff, "This is no time to be playing games. You're old enough to know that, especially-" His ears turned back against his head as this resulted in further giggles that interrupted him, definitely not the result he had been hoping for. A small crease formed along his forehead, Making him look more worried than anything, especially not the anger that he felt bubbling up.

Briefly baring her white teeth in a wolfish Version of a grin, Cassidy seemed thoroughly unfazed as she bounced forward once again and swiped her tongue across the puckering in his forehead, probably because she knew she could out run the larger male if she needed to, The idea making her tail wiggle happily. "Aw, my dear brother Hutch," she chirped as she plopped her rump in the snow And began to create her own version of a snow angel with her bushy Appendage., "You're just grumpy because we have to plow through fresh snow." Her fur puffed up a little as she saw him open his mouth to refute her statement and she quickly added, "and the fact that no fresh game has shown up for the youngsters to prove themselves with." At this, she tilted her head in the direction of the three younger wolves, freshly turned and looking to prove themselves on a first hunt.

Hutch shut his muzzle With a soft click of his teeth, ears lifting Slowly as he regarded his Younger sister. She may not have been his full sibling, his father having found a new mate after his own mother had died, but she somehow had a softening effect On him that couldn't deny his fondness for her. Her near perpetual sphere of happiness was just a bonus he was going to have to live with. At least, that was her opinion. Despite this, it didn't stop the small snort that escaped him in a cloud Of white. "I'm just... worried... What if I completely mess up this whole hunting assessment? I don't understand why our father asked the Alpha to give me this sort of assignment. I don't really... Connect with anyone else. ."

Cassidy's eyes lit up as if she had just accomplished something very difficult. Her brother didn't normally come out of his shell and admit so readily that he was worried, not even to her. "Exactly! You're so down and stressed that I can't help it. You should be happy that Father has spoken so highly of you to Thatcher. The Alpha is showing trust in the opinion of his second and in turn is trusting you with something very important. He would never trust me with something as major as testing young werewolves... Maybe he is trying to give you confidence to try and move up in the ranks." Cassidy piped cheerfully, Jumping up to her paws and shaking out her coat vigorously, dislodging any snow that had had the thought to hitchhike. "Why deny a bit of sunshine?" She asked brightly, once again turning towards the distant recruits and starting off at a trot, her tail held high.

After a moment, Hutch bounded After her retreating figure, gently biting at her neck as he passed by, prompting them into both running again. "The sun is covered up today Cass." He said with one of his rare chuckles.

"Exactly why it is called for!" The she wolf said in a matter of fact tone. "There's nothing quite like the happiness you get from making your brother forget his worries momentarily." Her head tilted back slightly, her mental laughter strong enough that a barking version of the noise escaped her maw, bubbling up towards the sky.

"well if you want that happiness to continue, you better shut your mouth before you scare off all the prey on the entire mountain." Hutch growled over his shoulder, receiving a cheeky and completely silent grin in return that made him shake his head ruefully, but smile softly when he was sure his sister couldn't see him doing so. Unbeknownst to him, she did see it, and it made her tail wag.

But soon, sooner than she would have liked, Cassidy found Hutch sinking back into his surly mood from earlier, his thoughts drifting back into all of his concerns. She caught the hint of his thoughts in her mind through the connection with the pack, worrying that if Cassidy was right and their father was trying to push him into challenging for a higher rank, a fight between them would break out inevitably. He wasn't concerned with rising in the pack hierarchy, content with living his life in the middle, showing his dominance just enough to not attract an endless amount of fights, but not giving into the pressure of becoming submissive and sinking to the bottom of the pack where he would be guaranteed to end up The target of someone else's frustration. This thread of thoughts, impressions, and observations she herself had made was enough to put a slight damper on Cassidy's good mood. Growl rumbling silently in her throat, the white and rust werewolf pushed herself up onto the crest of a low hill after her brother, coming to a slow stop as the land fell away before them in a sheer cliff that looked out over an indentation within the side of the mountain. Releasing a slow controlled sigh, Cassidy flickered her thoughts towards the new wolves, tasting some of the disappointment and anticipation from the emotions that they had yet to learn to keep from leaking over their thoughts with every connection. With that touch, she was reminded of her task to help her brother make sure the first hunt went smoothly and keep his spirits up. With a renewed hopefulness, she gave her tail a brief wag, body turning away from the cliff and plunging back into the forest after her brother.

Hours had seemed to drag by as the wolves had steadily threaded their way down the mountain side, searching for prey that had fled from the storm. It wasn't until they were nearly to the ground level when they discovered a herd of deer grazing on tender shoots of grass, The younger wolves excitedly working together haphazardly to separate a large buck from the others, Hutch doing his best to guide their actions with comments and images, gaining additional insights after prompting Cassidy to do so. Finally, as the clouds in the sky were beginning to Break apart and lighten to a pale grey tinged with gold, Cassidy felt a surge of pride from her brother as they watched the trio of newcomers overcome the struggling deer, The animal sinking to the ground amidst a mass of grey and brown fur.

Unexpectedly, the Black and white werewolf turned his head to look down at her, shuffling his paws. "can I trust you to watch them until I return?" He asked her, an expression of surprise crossing her face at the sudden request before she nodded once.

"where are you going?" Cassidy queried curiously, tilting her head to one side.

Hutch seemed to be thinking quickly, shutting down his mental connection tightly so that only his words were able to come across, already turning towards the forest. "I am going to check the border while we're here, give the young ones a chance to enjoy their first kill without me watching over their shoulders.

Cassidy forced the look of confusion that had been coloring her expression to fade away at his words, giving the impression that she had completely bot his excuse. She blinked her golden eyes at him once before she sank to her haunches in the snow free grass, turning her attention back to the feast. One last thought was sent his way as Hutch vanished into the trees. "be safe. Then Hutch tightly closed off even words from his thoughts and she was left alone with the three new wolves happily gorging themselves on their fresh kill.

With her brother gone, Cassidy was no longer able to divert all of her attention to making sure he was relatively happy. And with the hunt completed, she also couldn't focus on making sure that the task from the Alpha was being pursued either. As a result, she was left to gradually return to an awareness of a distinctly unsettled feeling turning within her stomach, making her feel uncomfortable, nervous, and somewhat nauseous all at the same time. It was as if her subconscious was trying to tell her something, warn her of something that was wrong, but she couldn't quite place her finger, or toe, on The particular dilemma. Heaving a deep sigh, Cassidy had just begun to consider spreading out on her belly when the ground beneath her paws began to tremble and shake.

'Not another one! There aren't even any fault lines here!' Cassidy thought frantically, digging her partially retractable claws into the ground for stabilization.

" Cassidy! Are you all right?" Hutch's Voice suddenly flooded back into her mind, worry coloring his tones.

"I... I'm fine. Are you all right?" she responded quickly.

"All in one piece. And the others?"

"We're fine. Scott hit his nose on the ground and Jared and I fell over. But nothings broken." One of the new wolves spoke up, A large chocolatey brown male with a cream colored patch over one eye. If her memory served her right, Cassidy thought his name was Luke.

..."Good. Go with Cassidy and start heading back to the truck... Will head back for the house to make sure that none of the rest of the pack have been injured." Hutch instructed, each of the wolves besides Cassidy dipping their heads in acknowledgment and turning towards her.

The She wolf nodded her head once sharply before taking point and beginning the run back towards Cottonwood Canyon her thoughts turning towards her mother and father, her pack and her friends. 'Please let everyone be safe.' she thought silently as she and the other wolves ran hard through the snow.
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