Pearpelt // Tom // 44 moons // Warrior // mate: Wolfheart // tags: Bouncepaw
"Very well done, Bouncepaw!" the warrior purred, proud his apprentice was able to improve the maneuver so quickly. "Let's end on that note." Pearpelt padded over to his apprentice before leading the way back to camp. "I'm proud of your progress, Bouncepaw. You're going to be a fine warrior one day," he rumbled.
Skypaw // She-cat // 9 moons // Med. Cat App. // crush: open // tags: Sootpaw
Skypaw stood up straight once she finished gathering the dock plant at her paws. Hearing Sootpaw's question, she made her way over to him and thought for a moment before speaking. " 'ell," the small she-cat started, her voice muffled by her mouthful of herbs, "I 'ike i'." She bent back down quickly to set the dock on the forest floor, her ears warm. "I mean, I like it." Her blue eyes shined as she got started talking, her love for her position showing. "I love being able to care for my clanmates. The smell of herbs, the vast knowledge that I'm gaining," she explained with a wide smile. With a shrug, she continued. "I had never been one for rough housing as a kit, and the thought of hurting another cat, or any animal really, just..." Skypaw trailed off, shaking her pelt to rid herself of the unpleasant feeling. "I...don't care for the idea." She was quiet for another moment, lost in thought.
Rippledawn // She-cat // 21 moons // Hunter // crush: Ashfur // tags: Ashfur
Rippledawn stood as well, purring loudly. "Sure," she mewed, picking up their catches. "Let's head back."
((^ leaving up for @Thunder Point))
Rippledawn padded into camp, happiness radiating off of her. The day spent with Ashfur had left her in good spirits. As she deposited the fish they had caught onto the fresh kill pile, she looked around the camp and wondered what every cat else was up to.
I wonder if Cinderpaw wants to go train, the pale tabby thought to herself.
I know I wouldn't mind the exercise.Honeykit // She-cat // 1 moon // Kit // crush: too young // tags: open
Honeykit woke from a nap with a squeaky yawn. Her golden eyes opened blearily, and she crawled out of the nursery. Excitement filled her little body, and her legs grew wobbly. The small kit slowed down, trying not to fall over. She glanced behind her, noticing that she hadn't made much progress: she was only a couple tail lengths away from the nursery entrance.
appleseabloom wrote:Owlpaw // Tom // 11 moons // Apprentice // crush: Peachpaw // tags: Whitepaw
His teasing smile faltered, immediately noticing his sister's strange behavior. "Really?" Owlpaw meowed, not believing her and his tone showing so. Why didn't she tell me the truth? We're littermates! the dark tabby thought, feeling confused and slightly hurt.