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Fawnpounce ☢ 41 moons ☢ ♂ ☢ Apprentice: Monarchpaw ☢ Mate/Crush: ☢ Tags: Monarchpaw"Maybe I'm my father's son,
P l u m y tail waving behind him, Fawnpounce trotted across the camp towards the apprentices' den, his rump swinging cheerfully from side to side. Normally, the fawn-colored tom wasn't a morning cat, but he had woken up in a particularly good mood. As he poked his head into the den, he broke into a purr, seeing his apprentice already awake and on his paws. "Good morning," Fawnpounce said in a hushed tone with a little wave of his tail. "Ready to get out and train, Monarchpaw?"
that's why I can't love no one."
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Ragwortgaze ☮ 64 moons ☮ ♂ ☮ Apprentice: ☮ Mate/Crush: ☮ Tags: Halfshade"ℝ𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟' 𝕠𝕟 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪, 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟' 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝?
R a g w o r t g a z e had risen with the sun, as he so typically did. He hadn't seen Cactusstar leave her den yet, so he sat near it, scanning the cave they called home. Warriors were beginning to rise for their duties, and the tom made a list of patrols in his head. He planned to leave the mentors to their training, to send warriors without apprentices on the earliest of patrols. Ragwortgaze wanted to lead a patrol himself - a change of pace from his usual days, assigning patrols and watching over camp with only a hunting trip in between.
As Halfshade exited the den, Ragwortgaze stood to his paws. The brown-and-white tabby and the she-cat were nearly the same age, so he had spent most of his life in the same den as her, so he was fairly familiar with her. He meowed a friendly greeting as he approached. "Good morning," Ragwortgaze purred with a dip of his head once he had arrived beside her. "Would you like to lead a hunting patrol this morning, Halfshade?"
𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕀 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠."
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Palesnow ♪ 28 moons ♪ ♀ ♪ Apprentice: ♪ Mate/Crush: ♪ Tags:"𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹, 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀,
T h e pale silver queen was sleeping soundlessly. One would hardly know she was alive, if it weren't for the occasional rise and fall of her chest. Palesnow would be rising soon, of course, as there were duties to attend to. For now, though, she would remain curled into a tight ball with her nose tucked away under her tail.
𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉."
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Rosepaw 🎕 11 moons 🎕 ♀ 🎕 Mentor: Creamflower 🎕 Mate/Crush: 🎕 Tags: Creamflower"ℑ'𝔪 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔵𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔩𝔣 𝔭𝔞𝔠𝔨 -
R o s e p a w stretched out her legs, flexing her claws. The young cat rolled onto her side and then onto her stomach before finally standing to her paws. She hastily gave her chest fur a few licks before deciding she looked presentable. The ginger cat trotted out of the apprentices' den and easily spotted her mentor, Creamflower, having a fish. Rosepaw padded over to her and sat down just across from her. "I don't know how you eat those things," she said, her nose wrinkling. "Fish are too slimy for me." She was used to it, though - it seemed Creamflower was always having a fish when she ate.
𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔓𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℨ𝔢𝔯𝔬, 𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔦𝔟 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨."