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Hollypaw
✤ i.Female ii.Apprentice ✤
✤ iii.Mentor: Vulturetalon ✤
✤ iv. 10 moons v.Thistleclan ✤
Tags; Open
Mentions: Vulturetalon
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Hollypaw rose with a yawn from her nest in the apprentice den. She shook her thick black coat and padded out into the cold evening air. With a sigh, she looked around to see that those dreadful Pineclan cats were there. The rogues she could tolerate (she had to, as Copperstar had assigned her to one), but the Pineclan cats completely disgusted her. They were the reason that so many of her family and friends had died, all noble warriors of Thistleclan. Each night was torture having to even sleep near them.
Shaking her head, the dark apprentice walked closer to the center of camp, looking for her mentor, Vulturetalon. Haughtily, she sat down and curled her long tail around her paws to keep warm, her bright green eyes glaring at the Pineclan cats. They would never be as good as her.
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Foxwhisker
❂ i.Female ii.Alpha Warrior❂
❂ iii.Apprentice: n/a❂
❂ iv. 29 moons v.Thistleclan ❂
Tags; Open
Mentions: Gingerbranch
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Foxwhisker stretched out her white paws and slowly got up from her nest. Sleep beckoned her to curl back into the warmth of her nest, but she fought the temptation and embraced the cold air of the morning. Under the protection of her warm, fluffy coat of fur, the ginger molly was easily able to pad into the open without shivering. She glanced towards the nursery, wondering for a moment how her sister, Gingersnap- no, Gingerbranch now- was doing. It had recently been discovered that she was in fact pregnant with her deceased mate’s kits, and Foxwhisker couldn’t be happier for her lonely sister. Even though they had often fought, she had always lived her sister and hated to se ever in such sorrow.
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Gingerbranch
❈ i.Female ii.Queen❈
❈ iii.Apprentice: n/a❈
❈ iv. 29 moons v.Thistleclan ❈
Tags; Open, Glacierstream
Mentions:Glacierstream’s kits
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Gingerbranch lazily opened her one hazel eye. It still surprised her to see the walls of the nursery and not the familiar surroundings of the warrior den, even though she had been in the nursery nearly half a moon. The medicine cats had told her that her kits could come any day now and despite her protests, she was forbidden from hunting and such. Not that she would have been of any use anyways. Ever since
that battle, she had been particularly useless.
Holding in a sigh of longing, she looked over to Glacierstream. Even though she was Pineclan born, Gingerbranch could feel nothing but sympathy towards the older queen. Both of them had lost their mates from the horrid war, and neither’s kits would ever meet their father. Hearing the queen’s stomach, Gingerbranch mewed softly,
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Silvermint
♣ i.Female ii.Medicine Cat♣
♣ iii.Apprentice: Nightpaw♣
♣ iv. 36 moons v.Pineclan ♣
Tags; Open, Nightpaw
Mentions: the other medicine cats
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Silvermint awoke to the sound of a fit of coughing. In a moment of instinct, she jumped up and looked around the medicine den to see her apprentice, Nightpaw shivering and coughing in a panic. The silver molly hurried from her nest over to the young tom and whispered to him softly, as not to wake the other medicine cats.
“Nightpaw? Are you alright?” She brushed her long, thin tail over the medicine cat apprentice, noting that he seemed physically healthy.
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Spiralshadow
❖ i.Female ii.Alpha warrior❖
❖ iii.Apprentice: Bearpaw❖
❖ iv. 39 moons v.Thistleclan ❖
Tags; Open
Mentions:Hollypaw, Bearpaw
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Spiralshadow didn’t want to wake up from her cozy nest in the warrior den. When she was younger, it was on chilly days like this that she she would sleep in without a care, only to be woken up later by another warrior, sometimes angry, sometimes playful, it always varied. But now the dark molly had an apprentice, and the days of procrastination were over. At least she had been lucky enough to be given a young tom of thistleclan brith, not that those things mattered much to her. With a yawn, she skunk from her nest and secretly hoped her daughter, Hollypaw, would become a better warrior than she had been.
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Lynxfoot
❆ i.Male ii.Omega warrior❆
❆ iii.Apprentice: none❆
❆ iv. 40 moons v.Pineclan ❆
Tags; Open
Mentions:Wolfcry
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Lynxfoot walked swiftly from the warrior den and out into camp. The air chilled his bones beneath his thin fur, but he wouldn’t let that show. His heterochromatic eyes passed over his new thistleclan clanmates without a second thought. The lynx point wanted to go out and hunt as fast as possible. Looking around, he waited impatiently for the deputy, Wolfcry, to come and order out patrols and he could finally leave this wretched place, even if it was only for a few hours.
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Shiningkit
✩ i.Male ii.Kit✩
✩ iii.Mother: Glacierstream✩
✩ iv. 1 moon v.Pineclan? ✩
Tags; his siblings, the queens
Mentions:his family
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Shiningkit awoke to a great rumbling noise. Opening his blue eye, he saw his brother, Salamanderkit, was already awake, though his sister, Pumakit was still asleep next to them. It was obvious that the three black kittens were siblings. If the young tom had to guess, they most likely looked like their father, as their mother looked completely different, though Shiningkit did have one of her pretty blue eyes and he and his sister both had scattered white from her as well. Wiggling a bit, he adjusted himself into the warmth of his siblings.
