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Sundrop ☼ 41 moons ☼ ♂ ☼ Apprentice: ☼ Mate/Crush: ☼ Tags: Fallingstar"ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ɢɪʀʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ
S u n d r o p ' s eyes were wide open. The cream-colored tom was lying in his nest, his head on the side of it, peering up at the entrance to the fox burrow that was home to he and Fallingstar. Sometimes, he just felt...tired. He just wanted to lie in his nest in his own despair. But he couldn't - he was the Clan's deputy, after all; cats were relying on him. He couldn't disappoint Fallingstar, no, not after she'd chosen him as her deputy, after she'd put trust in him.
His brown tabby-pelted paws touched the floor gingerly, as if he were afraid he'd fall through the ground if he stepped too hard. Gradually the heaviness of his steps increased until he had padded out of the den and come to a halt. Sunshine touched his pelt, the deep orange on his mask glowing golden in its light. Very pale blue eyes scanned the clearing as Sundrop searched for warriors that were awake. Patrols had to be sent, after all. He spotted Fallingstar, it seemed the leader had woken before him - which was typical. He padded to her side. "Good morning, Fallingstar," the tom greeted her with a small nod.
ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ."
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Eggsong ❤ 22 moons ❤ ♀ ❤ Apprentice: ❤ Mate/Crush: ❤ Tags:"'ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕟' 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕧𝕖 -
E g g s o n g stretched in her nest. Two cream-and-white paws extended above her head, her claws briefly unsheathing in the heat of it. Drawing them back into the nest, the queen rolled from her back to her side, and finally to her stomach. She sat up, flicking her fluffy tail over her paws. She lifted a paw, swiping her tongue over it and then rubbing it across her ears. She began grooming out her long pelt. The sun was up, and so was she - but she’d make sure she was tidy before padding out of the den. There, she would be met with the hustle and bustle of daily Clan duties, and would undoubtedly end up on a patrol, or out hunting with someone, at the least. So for now, Eggsong groomed, relishing in the sun that was peeking into the den. Soon it would be gone, replaced with leaf-bare chill and snow. She didn’t like leaf-bare, not at all.
𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 𝕒𝕚𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕."
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Stormfire 🌩 26 moons 🌩 ♂ 🌩 Apprentice: Littlepaw 🌩 Mate/Crush: Sagetalon 🌩 Tags: Sagetalon"ℑ'𝔳𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔟𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴𝔰,
T h e smoky black tabby awoke with a start. Stormfire was panting, trying to catch his breath. Clearly the dream he’d just come out of had been intense. Composing himself, the tom peered out of the den’s entrance. His eyes scanned the den - finally falling on a long-haired, silvery bundle of fur. Sagetalon. His heart skipped a beat just at the sight of her, and Stormfire pondered for a moment on how to approach her. He should be getting his apprentice ready for training that morning, after all. What was it, they say, about not mixing business and pleasure? But we both have apprentices...so why not?
Standing up, the black cat shook out his pelt. He padded towards the furry mound that was Sagetalon, flicking his tail across her flank gently. “Sagetalon - are you awake? Let’s take our apprentices out on patrol.” How lucky could a cat get? Littlepaw and Stonepaw were the same age - they’d been apprenticed around the same time. Surely it was fate; out of every warrior, the two had been chosen to train the apprentices. Together. The word made Stormfire’s heart skip a beat, though it was a stretch.
𝔰𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔶 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔢 𝔞 𝔨𝔦𝔰𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔢𝔰?"
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Tawnyfeather ✰ 37 moons ✰ ♀ ✰ Apprentice: ✰ Mate/Crush: ✰ Tags:"𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒
T a w n y f e a t h e r shifted in her nest so that she was facing away from the den’s mouth. She didn’t want to get up, no, not quite yet. It was hardly more than morning - at least she thought - so she wouldn’t be missed, catching a few more heartbeats of sleep. She was tired. She didn’t quite know why, really. Had she always been this tired? It felt like it. But she hadn’t - she remembered a time before Rosecloud’s betrayal. A time when she was just a young, dumb warrior in love. Stupid. The thought made the tortoiseshell’s blood feel like ice in her veins and she curled herself into a tighter ball.
𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒."
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Mottledthroat ♜ 37 moons ♜ ♂ ♜ Apprentice: ♜ Mate/Crush: ♜ Tags:"ℓιfє ιѕ ѕнσят ѕσ ωну иσт ѕαу тнє ωσя∂ѕ,
A yawn crept from the jaws of the mottled black-and-white tom. Mottledthroat had just woken up, but it was morning - no time to waste, he assumed. Standing up, the tom gave his pelt a few quick licks. He turned around and headed towards the exit of the trench. He was accustomed to it, now - much more graceful than when he was a young warrior. It was with ease that he crouched and crawled until he could leap out of the den. Shaking any lose mud free from his pelt, Mottledthroat gazed around the clearing, looking for Tornstar or Rowanflight. It was time to patrol, he decided.
ωнιℓє тнєу ¢αи вє нєαя∂ - ωнιℓє ωє ѕтιℓℓ gσт тιмє?"
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Rainsong 🌧 26 moons 🌧 ♀ 🌧 Apprentice: 🌧 Mate/Crush: 🌧 Tags:"ιт's нαя∂ тσ мιss үσυ ωнεη үσυ αяε
R a i n s o n g was sleeping soundly in the warriors’ den. She didn’t move at all when the sun filtered in, not a bit bothered by it. She seemed content, peaceful. She was dreaming. She was dreaming of her nest in the nursery, her father wrapped around her. Except in her dream, they weren’t alone: she was nestled into Featherflame’s soft belly and a tiny black tom-kit was beside her. It was her brother, Stormfire; destined to be a Clan apart. She’d never had to fight the tom; had hardly seen him, even. She had spent her apprenticeship battling with her feelings about having a mother from SpiderClan and a brother still there; about how her father, her only kin in SpiderClan, abandoned her. As a warrior, she’d managed to cope with it - mostly. Still, in her dreams, she thought of her kin. She was so happy cuddled beside the mother she’d never had, her father present and her brother nursing beside her. It was a good dream.
αℓωαүs ση тнε тιρ σғ мү тσηgυε."
