R A I N C L A N - OPEN!!

[кσι]

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Name Snowfall
Age 46 Moons
Rank Medicine Cat
Gender Male
Apprentice Dizzypaw
Tags Dizzypaw

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The sun was just barely peeking over the horizon as the small tom padded into camp, a fresh bundle of herbs secured tightly in-between his jaws. It had been a couple days since his last run for herbs and his storage was running rather low. The recent abundance in territory skirmishes and random battles was taking a toll on him and his resources, and keeping himself and his apprentice on their toes. Snowfall let out a small sigh as he made his way into his den, his senses overloaded by the strong smelling herbs below his nose. He gave his apprentice a small nudge and made his way to the other side of the den, where the two made their storage "Dizzypaw, wake up and help me sort this will ya?" The snow-white tom settled down in his nest and began laying out his new findings, a large smile on his face as he scanned over a couple harder to find herbs "I found a lot of great stuff today, we've been without some of these for way too long." Snowfall looked over as the small fan with a wide smile, proud of himself for being able to successfully refill their storage.. until the next battle that is.

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Name Willowberry
Age 29 Moons
Rank Warrior
Gender Female
Apprentice Open
Tags Open

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Willowberry woke up with a start to the sound of a feline entering the camp, already on edge from the nightmare she'd awoken from. She couldn't get the scenes from that last battle out of her head. They had lost so many cats to the gang of rogues, it was unacceptable. Since then, she'd made a vow to herself that she would never let those scoundrels hurt her friends.. her FAMILY, ever again. The young warrior had been waking up early every morning to train in the forest, which was even easier for her considering she hasn't been given an apprentice to watch over. The pretty feline picked herself up and made her way into the clearing, her stomach growling loudly as she emerged into the clearing. Willow gave the area a quick glance-over before making her way to the kill pile and grabbing a small rabbit for herself. She picked a quiet spot on the outskirts of camp and sat down, her mind clouded with thoughts as she slowly ate her meal.

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Name Zephyr
Age 55 Moons
Rank Soldier
Gender Male
Trainee Rollo
Tags Rollo

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Zephyr lumbered out of his spot in the den with a sigh, his sharp gaze scanning the dark clearing through furrowed brows. He knew that with him being the oldest member of the group, he would more than likely be leading a couple patrols today. The large tom took a glance at the marks that were left on his pelt from their last patrol, one that ended with them gaining more territory toward the south, which encompassed a nice river. This river would give them the opportunity to catch even more prey, making their morning hunts that much more plentiful. It was an amazing new addition, but he knew that it wouldn't be safe for the younger members of the group to hunt there, seeing as it would be under fire from Rainclan as they tried to get their land back. The old tom never quite understood why there was such bad blood between the two groups, but he was glad to be apart of the one that seemed to be the strongest. Zephyr padded quickly into the trainee's area of camp and prodded his trainee's side "Rollo, let's get a move on. We'll probably have to patrol the new territory today."

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Name Salem
Age 30 Moons
Rank Soldier
Gender Female
Trainee Ferret
Tags xx

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Salem padded into camp with a large trout stuffed between her jaws, her eyes bright with glee as she carried the large catch over to the pile. She had grown up on fish, and was happy that the group had been able to take such a bountiful piece of territory for themselves. While she disliked having to fight for it, she knew that in this world it was eat or be eaten, and she refused to lose. The young fae dropped the trout onto their pile of prey and padded over to a small pond toward the edge of camp, hoping to be able to wash off some of the scent of fish off her fur. The pretty feline dipped her paws in and dragged them across her face, a soft purr rumbling in her throat at the thought of their new successes.

[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.

[Firelight_AA]

Creekbelly/Female/18 moons/Warrior/Open/Tags: Open

In the warrior's den slept a pretty tortie. She was curled up and dreaming of hunting. The sun hadn't yet woken her up but it would soon.

Tinykit/Male/One moon/Kit/Creamflower/Too young/Tags: open

A tiny speck of a kitten was sleeping peacefully in the nursery, snuggled up to his mother Creamflower. He was born very tiny and everyone was afraid that he wouldn't make it but he was beating the odds day by day. He was dreaming of being a great warrior.

Ferret/Male/11 moons/Trainee/Mentor: Salem/Open/Tags: Open

In the rouge camp slept a white cat, unlike the rest of the trainees he slept in a hole in a tree. It's also where he kept things that he stole, Things like pretty feathers, pelts from prey, interesting rocks and sparkly fish scales from the river they just won. He wasn't in that fight as he'd been causing mischief elsewhere but he'd heard of the battle from Moth.

[Lord Ghirahim]

she-cat | she/her | soldier | 38 moons |
tags; Zephyr , Harpy

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Woken up by movement, Frost yawns, her jaws stretching wide. It was still a bit dark out, but the familiar scent of her group, those she knew by heart, was unmistakable. 'I might as well get up now,' She thinks, lifting herself to her paws and stretching. Fur flicking, she slips out into the open and glances around.

Just as her eyes were adjusting to the clearing, she sees Salem walk into the camp, and nods. Frost's fur ruffles with a sort of anxious excitement. She hadn't been a part of the patrol yesterday that had taken the new chunk of territory, but she wishes she had. Her claws flex with eagerness to defend the new stretch of land that would, hopefully, keep them all fed. Frost glances around, noticing Zephyr trying to rouse his trainee. Perhaps it would be a good idea to get Harpy up as well.

Bounding over, she nods to Zephyr and picks her way over to Harpy, nosing the younger cat. "Let's get up and do some work," she says to them, attempting to rouse them.

[happyanya]

║She-cat║8 moons║Mentor: Snowfall║Med. Cat App.║Tags: Snowfall║
Dizzypaw had been fast asleep, with vague memories acting as dreams of the riverbed and the sight of fireflies retreating with the morning. There was a she-cat sat along the shore, but her face was hazy and muddled, but Dizzypaw knew who she was supposed to be. A sudden nudging took the scene from her though, as her eyes fluttered open to the sight of the actual morning, and the form of her mentor took the place of the she-cat.
Dizzypaw blinked a few times in confusion, trying and failing to remember the face from mere moments ago, but she just shook it off and stretched out her paws, yawning loudly. She rose from her nest, waddling over to Snowfall, her paws slipping out from under her more than usual as they always did when she first woke up, but it no longer phased her. She took a seat at her mentor's side, looking through the array of herbs. "Wow, how long did it take to gather all of these? You got so much!" She exclaimed excitedly, absent-mindedly organizing the things she recognized.


║Tom║8 moons║Mentor: Stoneheart║Appr.║Tags: Open║
Dovepaw was still soundly sleeping in his nest, curled in a big fuzzy ball, his paws shielding his eyes from the penetrating sunrise suddenly appearing in the sky. He had dreams of his warrior ceremony, the entire clan cheering him on. He saw his mentor, Stoneheart, smiling approvingly at him, and the faces of his friends and his sister as they congratulated him. He smiled warmly in his sleep, cuddling further into his tail that was wrapped around him. Suddenly, he saw his mother's face in the crowd smiling back at him as well, and he froze up. He ran up to her, pushing past the cats in front of him, but by the time he got to her, she did not look the same- she looked how she had in death, the only memory he still clearly remembers of her. He screamed at the sight of her, and woke up in a fright as he leapt to his paws. He breathing was heavy as he looked at the other sleeping apprentices around him, and he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He laid back down slowly, trying to fall back asleep, glad no one saw him.


║Tom║38 moons║App: Adderpaw║Warrior║Tags: Open║
Whitemist was already awake- in fact, he could hardly sleep. He sat in a small, quiet clearing in the back of the camp that he went to for some alone time, and he quietly watched the sun rise above the horizon. The burst of coppery orange filling the clouds made his chest sink farther down, as flashes of his mate's copper eyes filled his mind. It had been a hard night- with the claiming of the river territory during the last patrol, he was devastated. That was the one thing besides their kits that he had left of Autumn, and now he wasn't sure how to handle it. He fidgeted with his tail at his side, anxious that he wouldn't be able to hide his feelings to the others, and just knowing he'd face a lot of questioning today about concerns for his mood. He deeply sighed, turning his eyes away from the sky. He felt anger bubbling inside of him beside the aching, and if there were plans to claim the territory back, he decided he would be the first up to die for it. But the faces of Dizzypaw and Dovepaw flashed in his mind, and he reconsidered his previous thought - They need me..I can't be reckless. He somberly realized, his head hanging.


║She-cat║19 moons║App: Open║Warrior║Tags: Open║
Peachbreeze was still sleeping in her nest, as she did not have an apprentice that would require her to wake up early, and she was fully enjoying the extra rest that she knew other's didn't get the luxury of frequently getting. She had dreams of bumble bees and patches of flowers, and the warmth of the sun on her pelt.
((Can be woken))

[ghost_raven]

~ Ravenfeather ~
She-cat (34 Moons) /// Bisexual /// Warrior /// Massive black cat with piercing blue eyes, a plumy tail, a thick ring of fur around her neck, and a flash of white on her chest. Audio sensitive /// Crush: Open /// Mate: Open /// Mentor/Apprentice: None /// Tags: Snowfall, Dizzypaw

Ravenfeather sighed as she got up, her voice low with an annoyed tinge in it. The she-cat slowly made her way through the camp and to the entrance. Making her way through the entrance, she continued to walk away from the camp. Once alone, she figured it would be best to hunt or find some herbs for Snowfall and Dizzypaw. Sometimes she just needed to get away from all the noise of camp. As she walked through the forest, she “accidentally” forgot about the borders and crossed from RainClan territory into the rouges’ half. Oh well.
As she looked around, the small shape of mouse caught her icy-blue eyes. Crouching low, she leaped at it and caught it between her paws, a loud, shrill shriek escaping the mouse’s maw. Though the noise hurt her ears, she battled through it and bit down on the mouse, soon still and lifeless. Picking it up in her maw, she leaped back to RainClan’s border with the small mammal, making her way towards a small patch of chamomile. Being careful, she picked a few stems off the plant and tucked them under her chin so that the mouse didn’t damage the herbs. It didn’t take her long before she was back in the camp with the herbs and mouse, which she gently dropped into the prey pile for someone else. Slowly, Ravenfeather made her way to the medicine den with the little bit of herbs she had. “Good morning, Dizzypaw. Snowfall.” She murmured softly so that she didn’t hurt her ears. “I was out hunting and found a little bit of chamomile. Hopefully it helps the stock here.”

~ Smokewhisper ~
Tom (34 Moons) /// Homosexual /// Warrior /// Small smoke tabby with a plumy tail, a jagged scar running down his neck to his chest, and pale green eyes /// Crush: To be Silvertail /// Mate: None /// Mentor/Apprentice: Lakepaw /// Tags: Open

Smokewhisper watched as Ravenfeather left the den, her voice low and seemingly cold. The tom sighed quietly, for the she-cat wasn't too keen on loud noises. I don't even think half the Clan is awake and she's already out, but I can't blame her. Sometimes, the tom wanted to run away where it was quiet and only himself, but Ravenfeather was different. She just couldn't handle the sharp, loud noises. Smokewhisper lowered his head before falling back asleep for a little.

~ Velvetpaw (Velvetclaw) ~
She-cat (11 Moons) /// Pansexual /// Apprentice /// Average-sized light-brown-and-white cat with dark brown fur around her eyes, paws, and tail. She has light blue eyes /// Crush: Open /// Mate: None /// Mentor/Apprentice: Applecloud /// Tags: Jaggedeye

~ Asleep, feel free to wake her ~

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~ Hawk ~
Tom (50 Moons) /// Straight /// Rouge Soldier /// Tall brown cat with a dark brown paws and tail, white-tipped ears, and yellow-green eyes /// Crush: Open /// Mate: None /// Mentor/Apprentice: None /// Tags: Open

~ Asleep, feel free to wake him ~

~ Maple ~
She-cat (37 Moons) /// Bi-curious /// Rouge Soldier /// Large calico with an almost feathery tail and blue eyes /// Crush: Open /// Mate: None /// Mentor/Apprentice: Moth /// Tags: Moth, Tigress (m), Honeybee (m)

Maple woke with a start, her cold blue eyes open and staring at the entrance to the den. Another boring day of hunting and patroling. Great. At least I get to see Moth. She smiled to herself. The poor tom seemed lesser in his mother's eyes, seemingly favoring his sister Honeybee more. Slinking through the den that the trainees slept in, she found Moth and gently prodded him with her paw. “Wake up, Moth. It’s time to go hunting.” Maple murmured quietly so she didn’t wake the others. She assumed hunting would be best for early morning wake up activity.

~ Harpy ~
Non-binary, They/Them (8 Moons) /// Bisexual /// Average-sized long-haired ginger-and-white tabby with soft amber eyes /// Crush: Open /// Mate: None /// Mentor/Apprentice: Frost /// Tags: Frost

Harpy’s dream was a little unusual that night. They saw their mother Mary once again, the she-cat having been dead for almost 3 moons. It was unusual to them to have seen her. They shook the thought from their head as their mentor’s voice filled their ears. Harpy smiled softly as they opened their eyes to see Frost. “Good morning, Frost.” The ginger-and-white tabby mewed quietly to not wake the others.

[Lord Ghirahim]

she-cat | she/her | soldier | 38 moons |
tags; Harpy

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Seeing her apprentices' eyes blink open, Frost's tail gives a flick of satisfaction. "Good; you're up," She mews, backing up so that Harpy can follow her, and they can talk without fear of waking the others.
Frost was overjoyed to be put on charge of Harpy's training: they were a good trainee. A shame about their mother though...
"How do you feel about hunting on the new territory today?"She asks them, eager to see the winning spoils for herself. And a hunt was sure to warm them both up.

[Maple_Spider]

۝ Lost'Scream ۝

Lost'Scream opened their eye, barely moving from their original curled up position. They pondered if they really wanted or needed to get up, but eventually rolled to their paws. They stretched with a yawn, before padding out of the den. They squinted in the bright sunlight, their lazy eye, like usual, pointed downwards.

[кσι]

❄️
Name Snowfall
Age 46 Moons
Rank Medicine Cat
Gender Male
Apprentice Dizzypaw
Tags Dizzypaw, Ravenfeather

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Snowfall beamed at his young apprentice's reply, his heart seeping with joy at the sight of her shocked face and the bright colored herbs sitting at her paws "A lot less time than you'd think! this Newleaf has been very plentiful. Thank Starclan." The young tom's head dropped with a relieved sigh, a shiver making its way up his spine as he thought back to the harsh leaf-bare their clan had to endure. Almost nothing grew, and cats where developing coughs left and right, some not able to make it through theirs. The medicine cat was startled out of his daydream by a new voice in the den. He looked up to see a pretty black she-cat standing before him, the soothing scent of chamomile seeping off her pelt "Ravenfeather! you brought us a gift." The stark white feline let out a soft purr as the warrior dropped the fresh herbs at his paws, being sure not to raise his voice too much as to keep from hurting her ears. "How are you doing today? is it any better..?" Snowfall glanced toward his apprentice as she began to organize the herbs and gave her a silent nod, his attention mostly focused on one of his most difficult patients, Ravenfeather. He had never seen a cat with such a sensitive sense of hearing before, and he had to be honest, there was nothing he could do to soothe her. His mentor had never given him any advice when it came to things like this, and unfortunately, Starclan had been pretty radio-silent with him. He could only hope his apprentice had a direct line to their old ancestors, and that maybe she could help when it came to the hearing-sensitive warrior. "I imagine it must be pretty difficult when it comes to having to hunt."

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Name Willowberry
Age 29 Moons
Rank Warrior
Gender Female
Apprentice Open
Tags Open

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Willowberry woke up with a start to the sound of a feline entering the camp, already on edge from the nightmare she'd awoken from. She couldn't get the scenes from that last battle out of her head. They had lost so many cats to the gang of rogues, it was unacceptable. Since then, she'd made a vow to herself that she would never let those scoundrels hurt her friends.. her FAMILY, ever again. The young warrior had been waking up early every morning to train in the forest, which was even easier for her considering she hasn't been given an apprentice to watch over. The pretty feline picked herself up and made her way into the clearing, her stomach growling loudly as she emerged into the clearing. Willow gave the area a quick glance-over before making her way to the kill pile and grabbing a small rabbit for herself. She picked a quiet spot on the outskirts of camp and sat down, her mind clouded with thoughts as she slowly ate her meal.

🌪️
Name Zephyr
Age 55 Moons
Rank Soldier
Gender Male
Trainee Rollo
Tags Rollo

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Zephyr lumbered out of his spot in the den with a sigh, his sharp gaze scanning the dark clearing through furrowed brows. He knew that with him being the oldest member of the group, he would more than likely be leading a couple patrols today. The large tom took a glance at the marks that were left on his pelt from their last patrol, one that ended with them gaining more territory toward the south, which encompassed a nice river. This river would give them the opportunity to catch even more prey, making their morning hunts that much more plentiful. It was an amazing new addition, but he knew that it wouldn't be safe for the younger members of the group to hunt there, seeing as it would be under fire from Rainclan as they tried to get their land back. The old tom never quite understood why there was such bad blood between the two groups, but he was glad to be apart of the one that seemed to be the strongest. Zephyr padded quickly into the trainee's area of camp and prodded his trainee's side "Rollo, let's get a move on. We'll probably have to patrol the new territory today."

🕷️
Name Salem
Age 30 Moons
Rank Soldier
Gender Female
Trainee Ferret
Tags xx

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Salem padded into camp with a large trout stuffed between her jaws, her eyes bright with glee as she carried the large catch over to the pile. She had grown up on fish, and was happy that the group had been able to take such a bountiful piece of territory for themselves. While she disliked having to fight for it, she knew that in this world it was eat or be eaten, and she refused to lose. The young fae dropped the trout onto their pile of prey and padded over to a small pond toward the edge of camp, hoping to be able to wash off some of the scent of fish off her fur. The pretty feline dipped her paws in and dragged them across her face, a soft purr rumbling in her throat at the thought of their new successes.

[wildsight]

✦ ────── 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖
xxx age; 40 ms gender; female rank; deputy location; camp tagged; no one mentioned; no one




XXXUpon waking up, the black-and-white molly arose to her paws and wasted no time in padding out of the den, her whiskers twitching a tad as she exited and entered the camp. Amber eyes scanned the camp, flickering over each form as cats began to stream out of their dens like multiple rivers. The molly slinked away from the den’s entrance, lurking among the shadows of the camp for a few moments, watching her clan from afar. As her gaze scanned the area, she couldn’t help but notice that Brightstar wasn’t present among the felines currently out and about. The tom was up in age, though a fine leader, but it always gave her a tad bit of worry when she didn’t see him in camp. It was still early, so perhaps he was still asleep or was currently dealing with something of significant importance. She decided to not worry about it any further, simply shrugging and settling herself down in camp, waiting upon a few others to awaken before she gathered patrols together for today. The clan needed to be and was on high alert and Lightingcrow was going to do her best to keep her clan safe, no matter what the cost might be.

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✦ ────── 𝐅𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐘𝐏𝐀𝐖
xxx age; 8 ms gender; female rank; apprentice location; camp tagged; no one mentioned; no one




XXXFuzzypaw lurked among the shadows of the camp, having already been up rather early and had simply gotten tired of the constant snores and shoving of her denmates. The small molly blended in rather well, so it’d take a moment or two of paying attention to actually spot her - then again, it was also quite easy to see her amber eyes. As cats began to awaken from slumber and greet one another, a small feeling was felt, though whatever it was she pushed it away. She didn’t always understand her father, but his words about bonds with others were indeed true - they were painful. And she didn’t want them if that was all they were going to do was hurt her. She shrugged these thoughts off, letting out a little huff before staring at the camp in a blank manner, not really seeing the cats who passed within her range of vision, momentarily distracted by her thoughts. That was all Fuzzypaw really had now - herself and her thoughts.

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✦ ────── 𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐎
xxx age; 47 ms gender; male rank; soldier location; rogue camp tagged; no one mentioned; no one




XXXAquilo laid in his den, blinking as he watched the occasional shadow pass by. It was as if he was staring down another cat that stood at said entrance, but alas there wasn’t another soul there. The tom laid his head on his paws with a heavy sigh, shuffling a bit as he thought about the tasks for today. The ongoing war between Rainclan and the rogues had gone on for as long as he could remember - since joining anyway. But even before then, Aquilo remembered his mother’s stories of the rogues - the group she had said his father had been a member of. Aquilo always thought it was rather odd that his father had been apart of the group, while his mother had not. She always told him stories of his father, but hardly ever mentioned the rogues themselves. One could say, Aquilo was a tad conflicted about his situation, but if his mother had wanted him here...then it must have been for the best. The tom returned his gaze to the den entrance, still trying to decide if he should venture out or not. With a few more moments of tossing the idea around in his mind, he shrugged and slowly shuffled out of the den, yawning as he stretched. He quickly saw that a good amount of others were already awake, which made him regret staying in a little. Nonetheless, he padded to an open spot and seated himself upon it, awaiting to see what tasks he’d be given.

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✦ ────── 𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐈
xxx age; 9 ms gender; male rank; trainee location; rogue camp tagged; no one mentioned; no one




XXXsleeping, feel free to wake him.