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xxxxxxxxxx tomxx mood • neutralxx location • camp xx crush • xxx tags • open

xxxCrowtail woke with a start, his fluffy head shooting up from where it was lying on his front paws. Awake and alert, the warm air, carrying the scent of prey awaiting to be caught, instantly made itself known to the fluffy grey tom, slipping through his long-furred pelt. The warrior's den was a good sheltered space, but the outside elements still had a way of sneaking in through the spaces and gaps between the tree branches and lichen. The tom reached out with his forepaws, getting in a good morning stretch. Sitting up in his nest, Crowtail drew his tongue over his fur in long, measured strokes. Once the tom was finished with his morning routine, Crowtail made his way out of the warrior's den, settling down near the entrance and watching the camp slowly awaken.

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xxxxxxxxxx mollyxx mood • excitedxx location • camp xx crush • pricklepaw[?]xx tags • open

xxxDewpaw had finished waking up and stretched easily out of her nest. Fully awakened, she trotted out of the warm apprentice's den and into the warm, breezy clearing. Before leaving, she noticed how few cats were still asleep. The pure white molly huffed in annoyance. The fresh-kill pile wasn't going to fill itself and other apprentices still needed training. Now, as she stepped out of camp, few leaves twirled to the ground in front of her, reminding her that it had just been cold enough to scare prey into their dens a few moons ago. The small feline cast her bicolored gaze over to the pile, noticing the lack of prey about. Maybe she should've went out with a few other apprentices. Dewpaw cast a look back at the camp's entrance, as if willing another cat to step out and decide to join her.

[majora.]

alderstar [tagged with whiteheart]

the leader was basking in the water spraying from rocks when her deputy approached her. "ah whiteheart, my favorite deputy!" she purred, nuzzling her friend. alderstar had been whiteheart's friend since they were apprentices, and she had always known he'd be her deputy when she was appointed under froststar. "did you get good sleep?" i hope so. luckily enough, starclan was nice to me and gave me dreams of hunting and nurture." the words slipped off her tongue as she began grooming his ears, then chuckled slightly as she watched foxleap remove the moss from his tail. she sat, kneading a paw she had slept wrong on into the rock. during his reply she smiled and pointed her tail at a small piece of moss hidden under a tuft of fur on whiteheart's chest.

pricklepaw [tagged with dewpaw]

pricklepaw snorted as cat hair drifted into his nest, sighing heavily as he awoke but didn't dare open his eyes- until of course he scented dewpaw flurry past him. ears perked, the black and white tom scurried to his wet paws before huffing and slipping out the apprentice's den quickly as he could. he watched her, elegance all he saw when he locked his gaze on the beautiful white she-cat. slowly, he began to notice other warriors awaken; and crowtail. eagerly, he slipped through the side of the rocks in camp to reach his beautiful molly crush, avoiding his mentor at any cost. by the time he reached her, he was still damp and had mus lacing his white paws. "d-dewpaw!" he exclaimed, smiling his toothy-smile. pricklepaw was born with larger fangs than most, which would make him quite the intimidating warrior in his older days. "were you going outside of camp? i'd be glad to come with you if you'd like?" he asked, trying to sound estatic. most cats knew it wasn't his thing, but most knew he was crushing up on dewpaw; she was the only cat he showed respect to, anyways, other than his leader and maybe whiteheart from time to time.

[SpaceAsylum]

Fleetstep, Warrior Tomcat at 26 Moons

The tom had awoken before the dawn even approached, not being much of a sleeper took its toll on Fleetstep's body sometimes but he really didn't care all the much. The black and white tom was grooming his short fur free of moss that stuck to him while getting whatever sleep he managed, taking long easy and light strokes to his matted fur. Of course, he didnt do anything else other than wander the camp boredly while waiting for others to get up. After most of the camp was up, Fleetstep's amber gaze scanned the clearing not looking for anyone in particular.

Robinpaw, Apprentice She-cat at 8 Moons

The she-cat shifted and stretched comfortably in her nest, her eyes flickering open after a rather pleasant dream. Chasing mice in a dream sounds pretty boring to most, but she was happy and content with her dreams even if she couldn't remember them after a few moments. Sitting up in her nest she had caught Dewpaw's tail disappear out the den, the she-cat wasn't very social with other apprentices so following her was out of the question. Instead, she settled for a nice long stretch before heading out of the den herself, avoiding the older apprentice to settle her fluffy self in some warm light. Planning to wait until Blackstream or another told her what to do, she waited patiently.

[wigsnatched]

Thistleheart Tags:None Mood: Neutral

Thistleheart glanced over at Alderstar nuzzling Whiteheart. She had been awake for quite awhile but, she felt a wave of jealously wash onto her. She shook her head and brushed it off. She wished that she had interacted with Alderstar more when she was just Alderpaw. Maybe then she would have been deputy. She sighed softly, and padded over to the fresh kill pile. She sunk her teeth into a fat mouse and began to eat it, even though she wasn't hungry.

Blackstream Tags:None Mood:Grumpy

Blackstreams eyes opened slowly. He blinked a few times, then opened his mouth, baring his sharp teeth. He stretched his paws out on the ground and began to stand up slowly and lazily. Blackstream was not a morning cat. He padded out of the warriors den and saw his sister already up. They hardly ever spoke to eachother, Thistleheart had tried to talk to Blackstream before, but she was terrible at small talk. Blackstream glanced at her for a moment, and then walked over to a large, shady tree. He didn't feel like hunting, and the fresh kill pile wasn't low. So he put his head on his paws and fell back asleep.

[Animals65]

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

[ocean,]

Shellsplash

Tom. Twenty-five moons. Crush- open. Tagged; open

Shellsplash stirred around in his nest inside the medicine cat's den. He was trying to sleep in as late as possible. There were two other cats ready to help, so sleeping in a bit later wouldn't be so bad, right? As he rolled onto his back, his nose accidentally touched against the moss and caused a sneeze to immediately occur. The tom was woken up for good after that. The light shown into his den and it made him growl lowly. "Can't a cat get any good sleep around here?" Looking towards the entrance, he spoke out loud to himself as other cats began to walk into the camp's clearing. Deciding he'd better do the same, he stood, began to stretched, but stopped half way through to look at apprentices outside. How cute, I remember when I was that young. Walking out of his den, Shellsplash began to recall his own apprentice days. He was always out and about looking for herbs and gaining knowledge. He was quite lucky he got his name so early, but he always felt like he needed more time, even though he gladly accepted it before the clan. Once he was in the clearing, he realized just about the entire clan was about. Some were bouncing along and others, just like him, were grouchy and in dire need of more sleep. Being his grouchy self, he plopped down into the sand and let his limb spread out as much as possible to collect the sun's rays. He always needed to sunbathe before he even tried to do anything. It would wake him up and prepare him for the coming day.

Sandtail

Tom. Twenty-five moons. Crush- Poppypaw. Tagged; Poppypaw

Sandtail was sleeping peacefully in his den until a ray of sun peered into his den and landed upon him. He awoke gently and let out a soft yawn. He gathered himself slowly before standing up and stretching. Scanning throughout the den, he saw nests were empty aside from a few. He thought he was having a late start to the date, but then again, after the past few events everyone could use the extra sleep. Walking out of the warrior's den, he paused briefly to try and gaze into the apprentice's den. He saw the apprentices were already out and about as well, aside from one who seemed rather distraught. Walking closer to the den's entrance, he spoke softly. "You alright Poppypaw? You look rather upset." The tom didn't dare to enter into the den anymore that a tail-length, for he didn't like to. Waiting for her reply, he gazed over to the entrance of the camp and thought about going on an early patrol, but he didn't know if any were out already. "Maybe you should catch some air? A patrol is probably in order already- we could catch one together if you'd like." Trying to not upset her more, he gazed at her with his copper eyes and smiled.

[honey,]

whiteheart
[tom] [deputy] [alderstar]
whiteheart chuckled and smiled, brushing against his friend's pelt and nuzzling her. he had known alderstar since kithood, and she was probably one of his longest known friends. "i slept rather well, and i'm glad to hear you did, too." he purred kindly and looked round the camp as cats gathered and began to chat. he loved mornings in the clan for that reason, everyone seemed to gather together. he looked down at his chest where alderstar and pointed and sighed grumpily. "i always seem to miss one spot." he said with wry laughter and pulled the bit of old moss from his chest fur. "i suppose i should send out patrols soon, huh?" he commented, glancing at his leader.

poppypaw
[she-cat] [app.] [santail]
poppypaw looked up as sandtail's voice interrupted her flurry of thoughts. she smiled meekly and shrugged a bit. "i- um, i think im ok. no worries." she said and kept a steady smile. she never liked to have cats worry for her, although it did make her happy she had someone to rely on, she didn't like causing anyone trouble. she stood up and exited the den, her legs still about weak from the shock of waking. "oh, that would be nice." the she-cat said kindly and looked around the camp as she made her way to the tom's side. "huh, looks like i left the den a bit late." she laughed and looked up at sandtail.

foxleap
[tom] [warrior] [open]
he yawned as he left the den, a bit of moss stuck on the bottom of his tail. he sat down and looked around the camp groggily, glancing towards the leader and deputy but quickly looking away. in all honesty foxleap was never quite fond of the deputy, nor did he have a desire to be the deputy. he liked where he was as a warrior, he was fine with his duties and fine with being a mentor but wanted nothing more than that, or he felt like it may be too much work. he curled his tail over his white paws and licked the little piece of moss off of his tail with a tired glare.

eden
[she-cat] [loner] [open]
eden sighed as she jumped down from a fence post after snooping in a two-legs territory. frankly, the she-cat was bored. she felt like she had nothing to do, and desperately wanted someone to talk to. she of course knew there was a clan nearby but didn't feel like being chased around or hurt by any clan cats today. the fluffy she-cat swayed her tail impatiently as she padded around the territory looking for something to entertain herself with, treading a ways away from her own den that she had made. she had called it home for the past few moons and found it quite comfortable, even though it was a old log.

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[majora.]

alderstar [tagged with whiteheart]

alderstar purred in amusement at her deputy's grumpy response, plucking the string of moss off his clean ivory pelt. once he spoke, she rose to attention, her ears pricked up like perfect triangles above her head. "oh, yes, of course. though, i wouldn't assign too many today. i'd say about three, maybe? and send them in packs. it's dangerously foggy this sunrise." she commented, looking up. "i hate when the mists block my morning view of silverpelt. especially with my mother up there. i hope they can all see us, working our rears off." she smiled at the thought of her parents watching her, then noticed her youngest sister quickly grooming her tangled fur from a good night's rest. "send rainpaw out, won't you? she needs something to distract her." the white tabby gave a meaningful glance to her friend, understanding that her mom's passing must've been hardest on rainpaw. not all cats were strong like alderstar, and she knew that the young tabby must've been disappointed.

moonrose [tagged with shellsplash]

moonrose steadily trekked through the camp, her paws delicately touching the water as she walked. the pointed she-cat's tail was risen high in the sky, as always. boastful, gloaty she was, but caring and sympathetic balanced out her scrambled personality. her dark eyes paced back and forth through the clearing as she walked, making sure she was aware of every cat in camp- and that every cat in camp was aware of her. she quickly picked a small mouse from the fresh-kill pile, somebody had went late night hunting. breezily, she made a pathway to shellsplash, slumping down beside her childhood friend. the large, fluffy maine coon was the only cat she trusted, really, and didn't care much about anyone else. she was always close with him since her family passed in the last flood, he was a a comforting friend and easy to talk to. without saying a hello, she began to bite greedily into her mouse, giving shellsplash and stroke down the back with her skinny tail.

[ocean,]

Shellsplash

Tom. Twenty-five moons. Tagged; Moonrose

Watching his friend of many moons pace towards him he shot her a smile, despite his grouchy mood from earlier. "I see your pelt is look silky smooth as always, Moonrose." The tom chuckled before reaching a paw out to mess up her fur. Turning back to the freshkill pile, he motioned towards it with his tail-tip. "Did you see anything good in there pal? I could use a good filleruper." Rolling closer to her, the tom had went from his back onto his side and stared up at the shecat. As a joke he began to patronize her. "You know you wanna go get me a peace Moonrose. As a medicine cat, you should always help out- whatever the deed may be."

Sandtail

Tom. Twenty-five moons. Tagged; Poppypaw

Sandtail smiled back to her and figured she had just needed to wake up. "Well it's good that you're alright." He followed closely behind the apprentice into the clearing. "I'll go see if Whiteheart has an patrols open. You could use a good patrol anyways to get those muscles going for the day." Before padding off, he looked around for the deputy and Alderstar. They were always inseparable so where one was, the other was close behind. "Oh don't worry about waking up late, Poppypaw. Soon you'll be up before everyone else and you can pick on them for it yourself." Sandtail laughed back at her after he spoke. Quickly after, he began to walk off towards Whiteheart and Alderstar, he waited to see if the shecat cared to follow or wanted sometime to herself to wake up.

[MelodyRose]

Rainpaw | She-Cat | Apprentice | Open
Rainpaw watched her clanmates around her as they were talking. Sighing the she-cat wondered if she'd be doing anything today. So far the day had seemed to be going by quite slow and these days always made Rainpaw wonder of she'd ever get to be a warrior. Rainpaw decided to get a small piece of fresh kill so that she'd have enough energy for whatever the day brought. The she-cat got up and padded over to the fresh kill pile, grabbing a small mouse, then sat down to eat.