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Post by Sweetrose on Mar 12, 2021 14:17:09 GMT -5
Writing Template
HAILWOLF . WINTERCLAN . WARRIOR
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It's hailing Outside
[Hailwolf goes on a hunt]
[Open]
[Anyone]
[3/12/2021]
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WRITING KEY:
Number of Sentences Per Paragraph: 4
Font Type: Verdana
Speaking Font Background Color: (Light Salmon Pink) #ff9999
Font Size: 10
Regular font for: Actions and decisions
Quotation marks for: dialogue
Italicized text for: Thoughts, followed by, You/They thought
Bold for: Emphasis, RAGE, and ANGER!
Point Of View: Second-Person
Single Quotation Marks ('): Quoting Words
Double Quotation Marks (''):
Beginning the speaking of words
Ellipsis (...): A pause at the end sentence, that would be too long.
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ROLEPLAY:
You stood up from your nest and make your way of the warrior's den. You head towards the side of the den and sit down. You begin to clean your ruffled fur and look around the camp, which was staring to get busy. You let out a small sigh and continue to clean.
After a few minutes of cleaning your fur, you straighten up and observe the camp. The rest of the warriors and apprentices were rising to go on the patrols and the sun was just rising over the horizon. You rose to your paws and made your way out of the camp entrance into the vast snowy territory, to go hunting. Once out of the camp, you begin to sniff around.
Your pelt was the perfect blended into the snow. You made your way slowly through a tunnel, pausing to taste the air. A small hint of mice, reach your nose and you make your way towards it. Once you reach the spot, and got as close to the first mouse you saw, you crouched and prepared to pounce, only to pause when a shadow fell over you.
