❀ blossomclan | accepting

[Rae'tia]

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⫷ 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 ⫸
⤜ Male | Fighter | 32m ⤛
⤜ Tags: Open | Mentions: Nightpaw, Cranewhisker & Koistar⤛

indentation Purring lowly in his throat, Wolfpath continued his grooming, hoping to get at least a good portion of it contained and proper looking. Which wasn't exactly easy with the thick mass of long fur that his coat was made up of. Rarely did he have the time - or patients - to groom himself so thoroughly. This was more of a need to look smaller - and therefore hopefully less intimidating - than it was to keep clean. While born as a purebred kittypet, Wolfpath had always been wilder than his siblings, and less likely to voluntarily groom himself. Of course, that had changed upon seeing the size difference between himself and a good portion of other cats. Mentally shaking his head, the brute kept his eyes and ears open, looking, listening for any hint of either Nightpaw or Cranewhisker.
indentationCatching sight of a flash of black and white fur in the entrance to the apprentice's den, he figured that his dutiful apprentice was awake. Though maybe not truly up, considering he's not out and about yet. Figuring the apprentice was still tired, the fighter let it be. Sometime after the tom heard Koistar greet his daughter; Cranewhisker and blinked, wondering how he'd missed the she-cat entrance. That is assuming she hadn't been in camp before he'd gotten out into the camp. Shaking his head, the dark tom slowly turned his head in their direction and stared at the duo.

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⫷ 𝙻𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚙𝚊𝚠 ⫸
⤜ Female | Hunter Apprentice | 7m ⤛
⤜ Tags: Open | Mentions: None ⤛

indentation Another shiver ran down her spine as she curled up in her nest, inhaling with a wordless hiss. Groaning softly the pale brown and white tabby maneuvered herself into a half-laying half-sitting position and started to groom herself. Silently ignoring her den-mates, she continued to rapidly groom herself, in an effort to warm up her shivering body. Odd eyes narrowed into slits, her mind wandered as she worked, kneading the mossy bed beneath her. Slowly as warmth returned to her, a low purr began to rumble in her throat. With the worst of her shivering subsided, the molly decided that it was good enough for now, and proceeded to curl up into a ball to preserve her warmth and try to get some shut-eye.

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⫷ 𝚂𝚔𝚢𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 ⫸
⤜ Female | Elder | 79m ⤛
⤜ Tags: Open | Mentions: None ⤛

indentation Soon the sounds of the clan waking up became too much, growling low in her throat, the elderly molly slowly heaved herself up. Once she was on her paws, the feline started to pad slowly out of the elder's den, glaring unhappily - though still obviously unseeingly - out into the camp. "Louder than badgers battling in Newleaf." She muttered with a slight up curl of her lips, in the beginnings of a sneer. Blindly shaking out her coat, the she-cat stomped mightily toward the prey pile, a grumpy frown marring her face. Coming to a stop a third of a tail-length away from the prey-pile, the silvered she-cat raised a paw to feel around for her morning meal. Said paw abruptly stopped as she raised that it would be best to clean said paw of any dirt or grime before she put it all over the prey pile.
indentation She was only searching for one thing, and from what her sense of smell was telling her, it was there. Giving her paw a quick cleaning, the she-cat then laid her paws on the prey-pile and began to feel around for her chosen meal. It took a few moments, but she finally felt the ruffled feathers of a pheasent. A wordless meow of pleasure escaped her as she leaned down to snatch up her morning meal. Skywillow then turned away from the prey-pile, glaring sightlessly out into the darkness, half daring anyone to test her patients.

[tawneypelt0504]

Lynxfrost|Tom|40 moons|Hunter|assigned mate:Blackheart|apprentice: Waterpaw|mentions: Waterpaw|tags: Irismist, open
While Lynxfrost was grooming himself he began to make a plan for the day. He would need to wake Waterpaw up soon so they could hunt while the smaller animals were still out. Lynxfrost was startled from his thoughts by someone licking his ear. "Oh good morning Irismist" Lynxfrost responded with a nod once he realized it was just his former apprentice "How are you" He asked a quiet purr rumbling from his chest. Lynxfrost was happy to get the chance to talk with Irismist. He enjoyed being her mentor and Lynxfrost was proud of the warrior Irismist had become.

Echobreeze|she-cat|28 moons|Hunter|assigned mate: Sparknight|mentions:Open|tags:Blackheart,Cherrycloud, Boarstone,open
Echobreeze returned Blackheart's purr. She was about to continue the conversation but was interrupted by Boarstone nearly bumping into her. "Oh it's alright, don't worry about it no harm done" Echobreeze purred warmly in response to his apology. Echobreeze returned Boarstone's nod before settling next to Cherrycloud and Blackheart. Echobreeze didn't pay any mind to her interaction with Boarstone and began listening to Cherrycloud. "That sounds fun I hope everything goes well" Echobreeze mewed back cheerfully. "I don't have any plans myself I'll probably go out on a patrol later or something"

[Fawnie]

-removed-

TimberOak - Male - Warrior

-removed-

His heavy paw steps carried him out of the fighters den and out into the open. His dark tabby brown fur slightly ruffled from his slumber, yet he didn't really seem to mind. The unusually large Tom walked out and took in a deep breath of the crisp air that graced his lungs, almost making him shiver if it weren't for his thick coat. TimberOak swished his tail before hearing the soft rumble in his hunger stricken stomach, he huffed and walked towards the kill pile, pawing through what was there and picking a far rabbit. He carried the kill to some shade and lazily feasted on the animal, letting himself fully wake up before thinking about any daily activities.

-removed-

BlackHeart - Female - Warrior

-removed-

"I may also go hunting as well, I'm not all too sure." The medium black cat huffed. She didn't have an apprentice to train nor many duties to attend to. BlackHeart, for the most part, was a forgotten she-cat, quiet and always watching but trying her best to be involved. "Do you think the Leader will have us all do tasks today?" She asked, of course she hadn't seen the leader yet today, or her assigned mate for that matter.

-removed-

BearFang - Female - Warrior

-removed-

For an abnormally large she-cat, BearFang was relatively easy going and gentle. Her large paws stepping over the other warriors carefully as to not unintentionally wake anyone, she slipped free of the den and flicked her long tail. She let her whiskers twitch at the cool air and walked over to a sunny spot of the camp. She let her long grey and white moddled fur take in the morning.
BearFang was a very large and powerful she-cat, an odd sort from the usual medium sized ones. She absently recalled how she had gotten her name. Bear. She was the largest kit in her litter, bullying her two younger brothers and always using her size to an advantage. Fang. She had long canines and was a dangerous fighter, beating a few other cats in her training. The large female sighed and washed the memories out of her mind.

-removed-

HornetKit - Male - Kit

-removed-

The small calico male pry open his eyes with a long yawn, squinting against the sunlight. He flicked his ears before getting up and climbing sloppily over Tanukikit and Garnetkit. Flopping out of the bed and padding after his mother, his tiny quiet paws brining himself up behind her as he rubbed his eyes. He watched his mother get distracted by another cat before shrugging and wandering off to find a cat to annoy.

[Animals65]

Creamflower is eating a grouse from the fresh-kill pile, savoring the delicious taste. She scans the clearing, seeing whose up and about this morning.

[Durnehviir]

( ♕ )xx❝BoarStone！！▬▬▬▬▬▬

━━━━━━━━ [ xfighterx 36 moonsx]xx[ xtomx x]xx[ xassigned mate: pikaclaw]

How in the world did he manage that- bumping into a clan mate was a rookie mistake. So much for keeping a low profile this morning. He allowed his soft yellow gaze to scan around, several cats had seen the unwanted interaction between him and the she cat. With a gruff and a flare of his nostrils, the snake still clamped between his teeth, BoarStone turned and began to make his way back to his perching branch. It was his solitude, one of the few things he enjoyed. Upon turning around, SkyWillow was approaching the pile and he made himself side step the blind fae so she wouldn’t collide with him. ”Goodmorning SkyWillow.” The tom spoke with a mouthful of snake, his words were grumbled but still audible. A faint purr could be heard coming from his throat if you listening hard enough but it was gone just as quick as it started. As he wasn’t interested in bothering the older clan member, he took his leave and continued on his way to his resting place. BoarStone passed by the fighters den, where PikaClaw was sitting. She seemed irritated already this morning so he decided to keep his paws moving. As usual, the branch was unoccupied and it made him smile slightly. Jumping up to the wooden limb with perfect grace before laying down to enjoy his meal alone.

PikaClaw was now his assigned mate. He didn’t hate her, not in the slightest. She was actually one of the felines that didn’t completely get on his nerves and one he could enjoy a nice conversation here and there without wanting to rip out his fur. Though, BoarStone didn’t love the large fae either, and a part of him felt sorry for her for that fact, though he felt as if their feelings were mutual in the sense. The tom respected her as his mate and that was it, he wasn’t the affectionate type though he did what he needed to do to make her comfortable with him. There were certainly some worse pairings he could think of, and was glad that he got paired with PikaClaw rather than some feline he completely despised.

BoarStone laid down on the tree branch, his morning meal clasped between his claws as he casually munched on the scale-y prey. The meat was stringy, crunchy and fresh. A small purr escaped him again as the meat traveled to his stomach, slowly filling the full grown fighter. His eyes scanned around the camp below him as he continued to chew. PikaClaw was still sitting outside the fighters den, no doubt she was waiting for CraneWhisker so she could start her day. Her tail flicked in annoyance and he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself at her impatience.
[ xTags:xskywillowx] [ xMentions:xpikaclaw, cranewhiskerx]

[razzberry]

☾ — — 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐀𝐖

a large longhaired silver tabby maine coon with three white paws and golden eyes
she-cat ∾ 11 moons ∾ fighter apprentice ∾ mentor: sparrowfur ∾ mentions: - ∾ tags: bramblepaw, lotuspaw

Her eyes flitted back and forth beneath her eyelids and her flanks steady rise and fall picked up pace as her dream hit a thrilling peak before her breathing steadied out once more, the excitement dying down. Twisterpaw dreamt often while she slept though she wasn't a restless sleeper which was probably something her two friends would be quite thankful for given they all slept as if they were burrs stuck to each other. She was the largest and oldest of the trio, only three moons older than Bramblepaw and Lotuspaw, but almost double their size which meant on nights where it was coldest she often turned into the communal heater. Her whiskers twitched and a low groan rumbled from her throat when she felt movement from somewhere around her, then was jostled awake when Bramblepaw sat up. The large feline muttered something under her breath, turned over onto her other side before sitting up. "Well aren't you perceptive" came Twisterpaw's witty remark, the sarcasm practically dripping from her words. Normally she may have thought about trying a little harder to soften her tongue when talking to others, but when it came to her two best friends none of that really mattered. They knew her well enough to have grown used to how she spoke and knew when she meant no harm and when she did.

♧ — — 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄

a medium-furred grey-brown tabby tom with long whiskers and golden eyes.
tomcat ∾ 43 moons ∾ fighter ∾ mate: tinyleaf ∾ mentions: nightberry, poppystorm, hazelpaw, owlpaw ∾ tags: tinyleaf

Dustybramble had always loved rising just before the sun did, watching the sunrise was a little pleasure of his he loved to indulge in when he could or when he remembered nowadays. He stood on the bank of a small pool of water watching the tiny creatures nibble away on strand of grass on the other side. The water voles were small in size but made up for it with their quick feet. The fighter had learned in his days that hunting water voles was a game of patience and quick striking. He was concealed by the tall grass as he watched the oblivious prey and he gradually began to skirt the bend of the pond until he was within distance to make his move. Dustybramble waited another heartbeat before shooting forward with the speed and grace one would expect to see in a hunter more so than a fighter, claws outstretched as he landed atop the vole, quickly clamping his jaws around the back of it's neck in a quick death.

Picking up the furry body in his jaws he turned and began to head back to the camp, his eyes flitting towards the sky just as the sun was beginning to paint in in vivid pastels of pink and orange. He jogged the distance back to camp, slowing only when he crossed the camp clearing and finally slowed to look around for his mate. He'd caught the vole with her in mind, hoping to narrow down the options of what she could like the most. It wasn't tedious to learn what she liked and what she didn't, in fact he found that the more he learned the more enamoured he became with her. When he finally spotted her stark white pelt his golden eyes brightened and that impassive look on his face softened as he looked at her. However she didn't stay in one spot for very long and was on the move before he could reach her. Amber eyes tracked her movements towards the medicine den, no doubt paying a visit to her sister. Gathering the vole in his jaws once more he strode after her, ducking his head into the medicine den. He was aware that the eyes of almost everyone within the medicine den were on him, Nightberry, Poppystorm and the two apprentices, but he merely swept his own gaze over the other cats and the meal they ate before they came back around to Tinyleaf."You haven't eaten yet? Good, I brought you something"" his deep meow rumbled in the quiet air around them and he gently touched the vole with his paw to bring her attention to it. Dustybramble's words were straight to the point and to everyone else they may have seemed curt but he was anything but when it came to his mate, she was the only one who pulled any sort of affection from him.

✼ — — 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏

a large calico tabby maine coon with four white paws and hazel eyes.
she-cat ∾ 37 moons ∾ hunter ∾ mate: cicadasong ∾ apprentice: larkpaw ∾ mentions: larkpaw, cicadasong ∾ tags: open

She had only just moments ago pulled herself from the comfort of her soft nest and yet while she had successfully removed herself from her nest she was having a harder time removing the sleep from her limbs. It wasn't anything that was unusual from the calico feline, it often took her a little more time in the mornings to wake up and be fully energized but she'd managed to cope with it just fine. Squirrelstep had risen and had been appalled by the state of her pelt and had immediately found a spot in camp to begin smoothing out the patches of fur that were in disarray. The molly focused on her tail most of all - it was after all her namesake. Settled on the ground beneath one of the cherry blossom trees was where she spent the next several minutes tending to her vivid coat. Every so often she would pause to watch her clan mates as the milled about and shared tongues.

The hunter remembered spotting her apprentice heading back into the apprentices den looking more tired than she probably did when she woke up. Though that was if she managed to sleep at all. Squirrelstep was aware that Larkpaw sometimes has nights where she couldn't sleep and it evaded her so it was almost a silent ritual between the two that she'd let her catch a quick nap before starting the day and Squirrelstep was completely fine with it. She had been lost in her thoughts when her eyes subconsciously were drawn towards the colourpoint pelt of her mate, Cicadasong. He was indeed a handsome tom and she knew she was lucky in that department and only hoped that as the two of them grew to learn more about each other that they might find love in the pairing. She wasn't naive enough to assume that it would be easy right off that bat and that everything would click right away, no, she knew that work and effort would have to be put in if she truly wanted to have a stable relationship with her assigned mate. She just hated how indecisive she could be. Her self-doubt reared it's head quite a bit when it came to her relationship with Cicadasong and it didn't really help that he was more of a passive cat like her. 'It's too early to be overthinking things already. You haven't even eaten anything yet' she mentally reprimanded herself, closing her eyes with a shake of her head.

✸ — — 𝐏𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐑

a small grey medium-furred tom with large paws and yellow eyes.
tomcat ∾ 23 moons ∾ fighter ∾ mate: n/a ∾ mentions: - ∾ tags: open

-- will post for him when i wake up // he's open for tags for the time being.

[Queen of flames]

Poppystorm
{medicine cat ~~ male~~ arranged mate with Nightberry ~~ apprentices are Owlpaw, Hazelpaw ~~ tags: Owlpaw, Nightberry, Hazelpaw - Tinyleaf}

He watched as the Hazelpaw took the rabbit "well it's up to you? did you take that mice to yourself or do you want to share one of the rabbits with me and Nightberry if she wants either it or the squirrel?" he looked at the black she-cat then back at Owlpaw. He sighed anyway "one of the rabbits you could take back or give it to either some of the queens or elders," he told the medicine cat apprentice.
He gave a smile to his mate and fellow medicine cat companion "good morning Nightberry" he meowed his eyes turned to the queen approving them as well. He gave the she-cat small greetings, but nothing much then that he knew that she did come to meet her sister Nightberry.

Flurrybreeze
{hunter ~~ female ~~ arranged mates with Swiftwind ~~ crush is open ~~ apprentice is open ~~ tags: Softgaze, Swiftwind }

She stayed there for a moment thinking, she clawed the ground under her paws. Sighing she stood up and started to make her way toward the nursery or toward her assigned mate, she needed to speak with Swiftwind and make sure of something which was bothering her for a while now. Swallowing nervously she walked toward the queen and her mate "morning Softgaze" she meowed to the queen then turned to her mate "Swiftwind? can we talk?" she asked him.

Sparknight
{fighter ~~ male ~~ arranged mates with Echobreeze ~~ apprentice is open ~~ tags: open}

He sat only a few steps outside of the fighter's den. His yellow eyes scanned those who were already up, not really looking for anyone as those he wanted to see one last time was not with them any longer. He didn't know what to think about Echobreeze his new arranged mate, he felt like this whole thing was disrespectful to Cottonfeather, almost like the clan was wiped her out completely.

Waterpaw
{hunter apprentice ~~ crush is open ~~ mentor is Lynxfrost ~~ tags: open }

she was deep in sleep, or maybe not that deep as the voice of Bramblepaw did bother her dreams. She didn't do many movements about it though, except her ears were telling that she was listening to the other apprentices. She watched some of the moss at her nest, which was got a side of it, as she started to wonder who of those could become her assigned mate when she was old enough? Pandapaw, Twistedpaw was oldest so they could be promoted earlier, then there was Nightpaw who was the same age as she was and likely promoted at the same time. She take her paw over her face when she realized that pretty likely Nightpaw could be the one she will be assigned with.

Garnetkit
{kit ~~ male ~~ mother is Softgaze ~~ crush is open ~~ tags: open }

He meowed silently as he felt someone rolling over him, when the thing was gone he fall asleep again.

[Fawnie]

TimberOak - Male - Warrior

His heavy paw steps carried him out of the fighters den and out into the open. His dark tabby brown fur slightly ruffled from his slumber, yet he didn't really seem to mind. The unusually large Tom walked out and took in a deep breath of the crisp air that graced his lungs, almost making him shiver if it weren't for his thick coat. TimberOak swished his tail before hearing the soft rumble in his hunger stricken stomach, he huffed and walked towards the kill pile, pawing through what was there and picking a far rabbit. He carried the kill to some shade and lazily feasted on the animal, letting himself fully wake up before thinking about any daily activities.

BlackHeart - Female - Warrior

"I may also go hunting as well, I'm not all too sure." The medium black cat huffed. She didn't have an apprentice to train nor many duties to attend to. BlackHeart, for the most part, was a forgotten she-cat, quiet and always watching but trying her best to be involved. "Do you think the Leader will have us all do tasks today?" She asked, of course she hadn't seen the leader yet today, or her assigned mate for that matter.

BearFang - Female - Warrior

For an abnormally large she-cat, BearFang was relatively easy going and gentle. Her large paws stepping over the other warriors carefully as to not unintentionally wake anyone, she slipped free of the den and flicked her long tail. She let her whiskers twitch at the cool air and walked over to a sunny spot of the camp. She let her long grey and white moddled fur take in the morning.
BearFang was a very large and powerful she-cat, an odd sort from the usual medium sized ones. She absently recalled how she had gotten her name. Bear. She was the largest kit in her litter, bullying her two younger brothers and always using her size to an advantage. Fang. She had long canines and was a dangerous fighter, beating a few other cats in her training. The large female sighed and washed the memories out of her mind.

HornetKit - Male - Kit

The small calico male pry open his eyes with a long yawn, squinting against the sunlight. He flicked his ears before getting up and climbing sloppily over Tanukikit and Garnetkit. Flopping out of the bed and padding after his mother, his tiny quiet paws brining himself up behind her as he rubbed his eyes. He watched his mother get distracted by another cat before shrugging and wandering off to find a cat to annoy.

[stormythecloud]

✦ 𝐼𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓉 ✦
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She-cat ✦ Hunter ✦ 18 M ✦ Assigned Mate: Bamboobear ✦ Crush: ✦ Apprentice: ✦ Tags: Lynxfrost ✦
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Irismist purred softly at her former mentor as he had greeted her back, nodding once. "I'm doing alright this morning, but you know I would of rather been sleeping in at least a little longer," she half-joked with Lynxfrost. Though it was true, she was known by him to sleep in until he had woken her up but now it was mostly due to the fact she was usually on one of the last patrols for the night and would typically overdo it by.


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Tom ✦ Fighting App ✦ 9 M ✦ Crush: ✦ Mentor: Wolfpath ✦ Tags: Wolfpath ✦
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The feeling of the cold morning air was slowly coming inside of the apprentice den, causing the young tom to turn in his nest a little. He shifted though after a few moments before actually opening up his eyes to check a glance outside to check for his mentor, Wolfpath as he didn't want to get in trouble for sleeping in too late and not being ready for training. But when he was able to see his mentor and only a few of the warriors were awake and out, he calmed down and curled back into his nest to enjoy a few more moments of peace.


✦ 𝐻𝒶𝓏𝑒𝓁𝓅𝒶𝓌 ✦
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She-cat ✦ Med Cat App ✦ 6 M ✦ Crush: ✦ Mentors: Poppystorm & Nightberry ✦ Tags: Poppystorm, Nightberry, Owlpaw ✦
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When hearing someone moving around, she tensed up before she took a moment to relax and took in the scent that it was her mentor. "Yes I'd love to join you Nightberry," she purred softly as she looked towards her before seeing Owlpaw rushing inside with food for all four of them. She did listen to their other mentor however, it was leaf-bare afterall and should share food but this morning she was indeed pretty hungry and one full meal to themselves wouldn't be terrible if they then shared one later in the day. The apprentice took the squirrel from her fellow apprentice shyly before she began eating it, sitting beside Nightberry contently.



✦ 𝕾𝖜𝖎𝖋𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖉 ✦
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✦ Tom ✦ Hunter ✦ 30 M ✦ Forbidden Crush: Softgaze & Pigeonsoar ✦ Assigned Mate: Flurrybreeze ✦
✦ Apprentice: Pandapaw ✦ Tags: Softgaze & Flurrybreeze ✦ Mentions: Pandapaw
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Swiftwind purred softly at his friend, nodding his head a bit towards her before placing the freshkill down for her. "You of course, you know I always come and see you every morning," he told and licked the tip of her ear. "I got this myself not too long ago so it's nice and fresh for you." He spoke happily to his friend before he had taken a quick glance back towards the clearing to see that his apprentice was now out of the den and awake. Prior to Softgaze having kits he was a better mentor but now he was more focused on her than Pandapaw, which before he was constantly making sure his apprentice was being trained as much as he could be.
But his glance for the rest of the camp stopped with Flurrybreeze making her way towards him, which only made him sigh quietly. It wasn't that he wasn't fond of her, it was rather that they just didn't really know each other all that much even though he did try to be friendly to her. "Yes of course Flurrybreeze," he nodded slowly and glancing back to his friend. "I'll check on you later, enjoy your food while they are asleep or resting," he spoke to Softgaze before he began walking away from the nursery with his mate.


//I will finish the rest later sorry in advance//

[Animals65]

Creamflower is eating a grouse from the fresh-kill pile, savoring the delicious taste. She scans the clearing, seeing whose up and about this morning.